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Post by Sorcha on Apr 27, 2008 11:18:34 GMT -5
"I suppose," *she said with a shrug and a sigh.* "Liam, this is something I HAVE to do..."
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Post by Liam on Apr 27, 2008 11:20:00 GMT -5
"I know that, Sorcha." *He said truthfully.* "I wouldn't keep you from this."
*He turned her face with his hand and looked into her eyes.* "I know how much this means to you."
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Post by Sorcha on Apr 27, 2008 11:23:13 GMT -5
*She hugged him.*
"Thank you for understanding."
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Post by Liam on Apr 27, 2008 11:24:25 GMT -5
*He hugged her back before climbing out of bed to pull normal traveling clothes on.*
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Post by Sorcha on Apr 27, 2008 11:30:34 GMT -5
*Sorcha worked best when she was distracted by practical labour, be it her school work or cleaning an entire mansion. She had the trunks strapped to the carriage and ready to go in plenty of time, and she moved about the house, checking to make certain everything was secure and cleaner than they'd found it.*
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Post by Liam on Apr 27, 2008 11:31:25 GMT -5
*He waited by the carriage for her. They'd drop her off at Oxford before he continued by car to Manderley.*
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Post by Sorcha on Apr 27, 2008 11:36:02 GMT -5
*Sorcha shut the door behind her and strode towards the carriage with her hands in her pockets--alright, so she DID like the trousers.*
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Post by Liam on Apr 27, 2008 11:36:58 GMT -5
*He helped her into the carriage out of habit, and then climbed in after her. The carriage set off and Liam looked out the window for a parting glance at Wilcombe.*
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Post by Sorcha on Apr 27, 2008 11:39:52 GMT -5
*Sorcha tried not to let her mind dwell on what had been or what would be. She stared sightlessly out at the fall foliage and crossed her arms, propping her boots on the edge of the seat opposite.*
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Post by Liam on Apr 27, 2008 11:41:25 GMT -5
*Soon Liam was asleep. Carriages always made him sleepy.*
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Post by Sorcha on Apr 27, 2008 11:50:52 GMT -5
*watches him sleep*
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Post by Liam on Apr 27, 2008 11:51:55 GMT -5
*They were at Oxford before they knew it. Liam woke up when the carriage stopped.*
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Post by Sorcha on Apr 27, 2008 12:03:01 GMT -5
*Sorcha hopped out of the carriage and had her trunk taken down. She smiled at Liam gently, but made no move to touch him or kiss him goodbye--they were in a public area, now. With her bag by her side, she raised a hand in silent salute before she was on her way.*
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Post by Sorcha on Apr 21, 2009 10:37:17 GMT -5
***POST-EGYPT-ITALY***
((And probably fast-forward by a few months.))
Sorcha sat in the kitchen with a colander in her lap, shucking peas as quickly as she could and gulping them raw. She wasn't ravenous, but at that moment, raw peas were all she wanted, and lots of them. The day before it had been bread. The day before that, it had been more peas and strong, salty cheese. As time went on, she wasn't so certain that the bulge about her middle wasn't just a terrible case of indigestion.
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Post by Liam on Apr 21, 2009 12:04:44 GMT -5
*Liam leaned against the doorframe, eyebrow raised.*
"Peas again?"
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