| Subject: ahhh!! it's racoon City all over again!!!..erm... |
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Zara Willow
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Date Posted: 00:26:18 05/07/02 Tue
In reply to:
Lance
's message, "A few days rest" on 06:39:32 05/06/02 Mon
Zara's eyes burned in a fire of molten gold, linned in red, diolated in a gaze. The frosty maned female quickly lashed out, to grab Lance by the throat and easily lifted the old man from her, standing tall from her bed before speaking. "I do not like blnakets....."
Yet, even as her hand started to tighten around Lance's slender neck, the red rim abotu her eyes flickered before a slight flash passed through her eyes and she let go abruptly, letting him fall to the floor, she,herself, fallign back to spasm against the bed. Her fit didn't last long, but it left her breathless, the red leaving her eyes in a silent fade. She blinked again, as if reawakening, and groaned as she sat up, holding her head.
"Oh stars...what in the world....." Zara whimpered and let her hands fall from her face, her long white hair stewn about her narrow face. She fell back against her bed,a nd looked up...and blinked again in surprise. "My Mirror....what..." Sitting up again quickly, the pale female looked abtou her room...nicely cleaned and furnished, as if brand spanking new. It wasn't until she heard a soft goran and scuffle on the floor, did she finally look down and notice Lance, moving to sit srtaight.
Zara blinked,a nd hopped of fher bed, her tanktop-bikni breif nightware set hugging the sweet conturs of her lithe form. She blinked and helped lance to sit, her ees scanning over him in question. "Lance?! What are you doing here?! H-How did you know where to find me?!"
The ex-dancer helped Lance up gently, and sathim on the bed, kneeling before him in a manner of tending. She searched his face for answers, the inventor still catching his breath. her mind just didn't seem to understand anythign at the moment..save that when last she remembered, she had passed out by the bay window...the kids..leaving to go home..... Zara shook her head gently and stood quickly. "Don't you move, old man! I'll get you some water!" With soft steps, Zara made her way through her large apartment, stopping as she opened the ridge...and noticed it cleaned as well...her cabinent from where she retrieved the galss, washed thuroughly, sorted, her whole apartment, sparkling new.
Walking back into the room with a look of confusion written across her face, Zara gently handed the glass to Lance, before sitting, cross legged, upon the bed next to him. "Lance...did you..clean my whole apartment, by yourself? And Why??? I mean.. you even restocked my food! washed my dishes!"
Kindess was never this creature's strong point, but in her own way, she knew how to give thanks. With a sigh, She leaned over and kisses Lance in more of a way of a friend, but almost like a lovers embrace. She drew back and smled gently, and brushed a strnd of crystaline hair from her face. "No matter. I shouldn't be asking so many questions of you like this. You obiously took care of me when I was passed out again. Which is more then anythign anyone has done to me. You even managed to get the burn marks out of the walls!! You're the greatest, Lance!"
Again, Zara's way of kindess might sacre most shy wall flowers, her arms havign wrapped about the frail man's shoulders as she happily pounced him in thanks and bounced a bit uponhim as they both hit the bed below.
OOC: Eeeeeeevil Zara! Dun give him a heartattack!O.o;;
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