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Post by Nadir on Mar 24, 2009 14:52:46 GMT -5
It was long past midnight by the time Nadir was one of the last to leave, though he left Jean-Baptiste to do the final locking-up once the few employees left had finished their work and gone.
He was exhausted, and had a pounding headache for some reason or other, and the ringing in his ears just about entirely drowned out the clatter of iron and hooves on the paving stones as an out-of-control carriage bore down upon him from the darkness.
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Post by Edward Cullen on Mar 24, 2009 17:51:25 GMT -5
The carriage was coming far too fast, the horses spooked by something and out of control. As one wheel jumped the curb, the whole thing began to tilt, threatening to flatten Nadir with a speed no human could have escaped.
In a moment, there was someone next to him, arm about his middle and dragging him down though the body gave off no heat. There was a crunching sound, wood splintering around Nadir as the carriage stopped in its descent a mere foot from his head.
Edward stood next to him, straightening now without letting go of the other man to shove the carriage back onto its unstable wheels.
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Post by Nadir on Mar 24, 2009 17:54:08 GMT -5
Nadir's head was spinning, and certainly his headache had just intensified with the confusion of what had just occurred. Steadying himself, he looked at the half-demolished carriage and then to the pale boy.
"...what the hell just happened?" he murmured.
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Post by Edward Cullen on Mar 24, 2009 17:56:49 GMT -5
Edward surreptitiously brushed off his hand--none of the splinters had penetrated his skin, but he needed to make it look like the damage hadn't been his.
"Are you all right?" he asked with embarrassing intensity, his amber eyes boring into Nadir's golden ones, his skin so preternaturally light under the glow of the street lamp that one might imagine it was translucent.
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Post by Nadir on Mar 24, 2009 18:32:09 GMT -5
((Nadir's eyes are golden!))
"Headache. But--at the risk of repeating myself...what the hell just happened? You--"
He glanced at the tottering wreckage and snorting horses.
"...just pulverized that carriage."
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Post by Edward Cullen on Mar 25, 2009 9:21:20 GMT -5
((Sorry! I always forget that. I knew you ignored canon, but... )) Edward stood up straight, stepping back from Nadir. The proximity... "No I didn't," he said too quickly. "It... stopped on its own."
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Post by Nadir on Mar 25, 2009 11:43:18 GMT -5
((*snickers* Well, if canon didn't want to be raped, it shouldn't wear such a short skirt... )) Nadir's frown deepened, and his eyes slid from the carriage, to Edward, then back to the carriage. "How?"
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Post by Edward Cullen on Mar 25, 2009 12:03:07 GMT -5
"Um," said Edward. "The angle of the curb, combined with the velocity of the horses... you must have hit your head, are you sure you don't need a doctor?"
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Post by Nadir on Mar 25, 2009 12:20:09 GMT -5
"The horses had nothing to do with it and I did not hit my head. My headache has not worsened. There is a hold in the carriage the size and rough shape of your hand," said Nadir with a scowl. "What are you?"
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Post by Edward Cullen on Mar 25, 2009 12:30:24 GMT -5
"Just a boy," Edward said desperately, his eyes flickering over the planes of Nadir's face. "You'll be fine," he said unnecessarily. "I... have to go."
There was a small crowd forming, and Edward thought it best to just disappear. Or rather, he had no idea what else to do, and it seemed dramatic and not at all suspicious. Between one second and the next, he was gone.
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Post by Nadir on Mar 25, 2009 12:46:50 GMT -5
Nadir turned, looking about for Edward, but the boy had melted into the night. His head still ringing, he pushed his way past the bystanders, stalking off towards home.
I think I need another cognac.
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