Slightly startled at her swift rise and fall, he sits down quickly. Bemusedly he watches her, daydreaming might not have been necessary to Cirrus but to Mal it was wonderful. Submerged in happiness and relief, the black haired man leans back comfortably as he tries to keep a leash on his wandering thoughts. -- X-mas Room: One

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Date Posted: 17:37:42 12/15/01 Sat
Author: Malussinn
Subject: Slightly startled at her swift rise and fall, he sits down quickly. Bemusedly he watches her, daydreaming might not have been necessary to Cirrus but to Mal it was wonderful. Submerged in happiness and relief, the black haired man leans back comfortably as he tries to keep a leash on his wandering thoughts.
In reply to: Cirrus 's message, ""Malussinn, I need to talk to you." Her becalmed voice tenderly contradicts the malstroms that ferment bitterly in her kohl-heavy eyes." on 14:48:58 12/10/01 Mon

>She shifts lightly, her delicate face appearing gaunt
>and haggard in the milky candlelight.
>"I don't know where to begin," she muses quietly,
>taking a seat on a nearby pouf. "And I don't want to
>sound depressing. I know we're all getting tired of
>that. However, I do want to adress the fact that I'm
>not the happiest person in the world, and I'm starting
>to wonder if I really belong here."
>"Someone took my container of Quaaludes tonight. I
>don't know who, and I don't know why. I only hope they
>don't plan on using them. I bought those a few months
>ago, when I thought everything ought to end."
>"I've moved on from there, now. I don't feel like
>doing away with myself." She chuckles, a fleeting note
>of bitterness, though barely detectable, undeniably
>present.
>"Things have changed. I've changed. You've changed.
>However, certain things that ought'nt to change have
>most certainly done just that. And I don't like that
>they've changed, and niether does Nia."
>"I'm sure you don't have any idea what I'm talking
>about." Her expression vaguely reminiscent of a thin
>smile, she stands up decisively and walks away.

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She offers a contemplative smile in a fruitless attempt to figure out what, exactly, was making him exceedingly happy. Better not to question, though. Silence could be golden; other times platinum. (NT) -- Cirrus, 07:09:52 12/16/01 Sun
- Kate decides that she's had enough of Mal acting like an pure-blooded fool, and 'taps' him sharply on the head. His now very sore head throbs him back into awareness and he winces before grinning wryly at Cirrus. "Some things never change. My player still thinks I'm an idiot." (NT) -- Malussinn, 12:55:41 12/16/01 Sun
  - She chuckles genially. "I know the feeling, I'm afraid. My player thinks I'm a daft fool." She grins. (NT) -- Cirrus, 13:01:47 12/16/01 Sun
    - He nods. "We all are, from their view." (NT) -- Malussinn, 15:22:24 12/16/01 Sun
      - Taking a hefty swig of wine, she concludes this with a neutral, "Yes, well." She smiles into her empty glass, her cheeks that unfortunate scarlet again. (NT) -- Cirrus, 15:27:22 12/16/01 Sun
        With a extremely wary expression, he watches her, wondering what she's thinking. "Well..." he trails off, not really knowing what to say. (NT) -- Malussinn, 15:39:27 12/16/01 Sun
        She gives him a suspciously-nuetral about face, her eyes perfectly balanced although reluctant to disclose any of her thoughts. She tosses her now-empty goblet over her shoulder and smiles drearily. "That one hit the bullseye," she giggles. (NT) -- Cirrus, 15:46:46 12/16/01 Sun

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