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Post by Liam on Apr 27, 2008 10:45:35 GMT -5
*He nodded.* "I'll be there waiting."
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Post by Sorcha on Apr 27, 2008 10:46:52 GMT -5
*Was it fair? To let him wait? She shut her eyes, too weary of it all to think of opening that wound again.*
"Alright."
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Post by Liam on Apr 27, 2008 10:50:02 GMT -5
**BAM TIMESKIP**
*It was the end, and he knew it as soon as he woke up looking at her face, as always. The light was different, the room wasn't as familiar. He'd return home and she'd go back to school; it was as simple as that.*
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Post by Sorcha on Apr 27, 2008 10:52:57 GMT -5
*Sorcha woke up slowly, blinking at Liam for a moment before she spoke, seeing the look in his eyes.*
"It's today?"
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Post by Liam on Apr 27, 2008 10:53:26 GMT -5
"It's today." *He said softly.*
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Post by Sorcha on Apr 27, 2008 10:54:59 GMT -5
*Sorcha sat up and her eyes fell on her trunk--all packed and ready to go. She tried to smile as she got up.*
"Time to put the breeches back on," *she said with a sigh, reaching for a pair of scissors in the dressing table drawer. Her hair had grown too long, again.*
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Post by Liam on Apr 27, 2008 10:55:47 GMT -5
*He sat up and gently ran his long, cultured fingers through her hair one last time before she cut it.*
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Post by Sorcha on Apr 27, 2008 10:57:27 GMT -5
*Sorcha trembled at his touch and leaned against him with a sigh.*
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Post by Liam on Apr 27, 2008 10:58:03 GMT -5
*He held her to him gently.*
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Post by Sorcha on Apr 27, 2008 11:02:13 GMT -5
*Sorcha held out the scissors to him with a shaking smile, trying to make light of it all.*
"First snip?"
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Post by Liam on Apr 27, 2008 11:03:29 GMT -5
"You'll end up looking like a cactus." *He teased weakly.* "Don't let me touch them."
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Post by Sorcha on Apr 27, 2008 11:09:24 GMT -5
*Sorcha chuckled and used the moment to casually steel herself and begin work on clipping off her curls close to her head.*
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Post by Liam on Apr 27, 2008 11:11:21 GMT -5
*He grabbed a curl from the bed and tucked it in his pocketwatch, which was sitting on the bedside table. Her hair had turned red again in the summer sun, and of course it reminded him of her.*
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Post by Sorcha on Apr 27, 2008 11:13:35 GMT -5
*Sorcha quickly finished her work on her hair and put on her boy's clothes. By the time she'd put on the false spectacles, she looked like a different person.*
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Post by Liam on Apr 27, 2008 11:14:21 GMT -5
"Should I start calling you Sionn again?" *He asked darkly.*
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