His face is as emotionless as stone as he leans back, running one steady hand through his hair. -- X-mas Room: One

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Date Posted: 15:39:39 12/13/01 Thu
Author: Malussinn
Subject: His face is as emotionless as stone as he leans back, running one steady hand through his hair.
In reply to: Cirrus 's message, ""Yes, I suppose I am." She smiles faintly." on 14:39:40 12/13/01 Thu

He neither smiles nor frowns and his eyes droop closed in thought. Before the summer if she had told him this - which she did - he would have either runned away or acted as though he believed her crazy. Now he was just confused, caught between two emotions.

Always thinking of first his (hopefully) well-earned position as king of the 'evil' horses, he had never actually given a serious thought to the opposite gender and his emotions. Even his own foals had come second, resposibility and duty had always been first.

But now there was nothing more to look after, his 'kingdom' was running well enough without his constant care, and he didn't have to worry about DOL as his captive. So... didn't he deserve a break? Didn't he deserve a little looseness, to run a little wild? Didn't he deserve to explore his true feelings without having to worry about being a king?

When Malussinn opens his eyes, he looks at the woman sitting in front of him with a new light. Smiling he takes her hands gently, an emotion he had never felt before brimming up inside him, happiness.

"Too make a long thought short and to summarize what I feel about you: I love you also." He laughs full-heartedly. "But can you spare a little sympathy on a stallion who has never before known the meaning of the word 'love'?"

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She smiles affectionately at him. "Yes. Yes, I can." She squeezes his hands gently. -- Cirrus, 15:41:39 12/13/01 Thu
- His smile widens to a grin. "Thanks." (NT) -- Malussinn, 15:43:51 12/13/01 Thu
  - Her eyes tender, she slowly gets up. "And now I need a drink," she announces wryly. (NT) -- Cirrus, 16:36:06 12/13/01 Thu
    - He blinks and shakes his head before standing up also. "Now that you mention it, a drink would be nice, very nice." I never thought to would be so easy.... But what now? Do I start complimenting her? Do we go our separate ways? He runs a hand through his head, watching her with masked eyes. A slow smile wears away the mask. That's future, what's now is now. Amazing, I feel better all ready! (NT) -- Malussinn, 14:12:14 12/14/01 Fri
      - She snatches a translucent flute of magnolia wine carefully, lest it shatter once again. Pivoting on a three-inch heel, she flashes her rarest and most ellucidating smile, having settled into what seems to be a long, uncompromising line of happy moods (which there is certainly something to be said for). "Now," she announces as she takes her seat again, "we have all the time in the world." Which is nice. Yes, it's very nice. This isn't a bad night, on the whole. Except for the damn rain. Her thoughts dissolve gently, or perhaps migrate to the south. Whatever. Daydreaming didn't seem to be necessary right then. Her eyes beam shafts of light as she takes a slow sip of the sweet liquor. (NT) -- Cirrus, 07:27:28 12/15/01 Sat

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