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Post by Erik on Jan 19, 2008 19:38:05 GMT -5
*Erik held him closed and tucked the throw more firmly around them.*
"Erik has been told it is cold in these cellars," *he said.* "But you are warm."
*He raised an eyebrow.*
"Human temperature."
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Post by Julian on Jan 20, 2008 9:10:37 GMT -5
*Julian blushed slightly, hiding his face against Erik's neck.*
"And that is...better? You are happier with me...like this?"
*His hands smoothed gently over Erik's chest, as if grounding himself in the feel of his skin.*
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Post by Erik on Jan 21, 2008 13:18:59 GMT -5
*Erik's skin shivered pleasurably at the contact.*
"Your temperature is of no import to Erik," *he said, for he was well aware his own hands were always cold.* "It is your continued tangibility which pleases him."
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Post by Julian on Jan 22, 2008 9:21:07 GMT -5
*Julian smiled and kissed Erik's chest.*
"Then I am glad. But I...I worry that I will not adapt to it well."
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Post by Erik on Jan 22, 2008 10:59:37 GMT -5
*Erik tucked Julian against him.*
"Did Erik choose poorly?" *he asked quietly.* "Should he have left it alone? Your terror... Erik could not rest with you in such pain. But are there side effects?"
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Post by Julian on Jan 23, 2008 16:57:07 GMT -5
*Julian grew quiet, his breath nearly ceasing for a moment.*
"I feel....empty. When..."
You are with him.
"..I am alone. I used to feel...at one with this place. Now I feel...cut off."
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Post by Erik on Jan 23, 2008 17:09:13 GMT -5
"From Erik?" *he asked quietly.* "Or everything."
*He knew very well Julian's odd relationship with this plane. He would not wish to take that away from him. But there were choices to be made.*
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Post by Julian on Jan 23, 2008 17:18:44 GMT -5
*Julian frowned for a moment, trying to think on it.*
"Everything. Like...it is only me. I can't feel the others in the cellars. It is getting harder to feel you."
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Post by Erik on Jan 23, 2008 17:29:19 GMT -5
*With those words, everything in Erik cried out, reaching for Julian. He held him closer, physically, but it was not the same. Once pointed out, he could feel it.
The void returning.*
"She made a mistake," *he said, his voice roughly insistent.* "She did it wrong. We'll get her to put it right."
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Post by Julian on Jan 23, 2008 18:35:28 GMT -5
*Julian clutched at Erik, suddenly feeling vulnerable, knowing inside him that Erik felt it too. And that was not acceptable.*
"Please. There has to be something that we can do."
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Post by Erik on Jan 23, 2008 18:38:36 GMT -5
"There is always something we can do," *Erik said firmly.* "Erik will fix it. You must have been given to him for a reason, and he will not let this happen."
*He set his jaw grimly.*
"Erik will see that witch."
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Post by Julian on Feb 1, 2008 18:33:53 GMT -5
*Julian interlaced his fingers with Erik's, as if to ground himself.*
"I will go with you, if you'll have me."
*His gaze sought his mother's, trying to form some plan to fill this quiet emptiness that was starting to fill him.*
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Post by Erik on Feb 1, 2008 19:17:28 GMT -5
((Damn. Erik's already been, on the battlefield before the battle.))
"No."
*He was surprised by the sharp tone of his own voice, and sought to explain.*
"Your condition... Erik is not certain what it means. He cannot have you hurt."
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Post by Julian on Feb 1, 2008 19:27:02 GMT -5
((I'm so sorry. I bad monkey.))
*Julian pulled back slightly, wounded by Erik's tone, but he understood the reasons. They did make sense.*
"Of course. You're right. I will wait here until you are able to return."
((Can you link me the post on the battlefield please?))
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Post by Erik on Feb 1, 2008 19:36:06 GMT -5
((Yes! I can!)) "Erik will be no time at all," *he said softly.* "Julian... He cannot bear to lose you." *A kiss, and Erik rose, having decided upon a course of action. He returned shortly, in a far worse humor.* "She knows nothing!" *he spat.*
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