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The teaspoon makes a rhythmic clinking noise as the girl stirs slowly. Small splashes of hot tea cool on the table surface, and she either hasn't noticed or doesn't care. Her second clean dress that day is bunched up around her as she sits in the corner of the couch, bare feet tucked under her.

She takes a sip. At the edge of her vision, she can see the small spots of red that have appeared through the bandage around her arm. No more, though. No more.

The tea doesn't taste of anything, so she puts it down, moody. After a moment, a small finger begins to trace patterns on the tabletop from the wet patch.

Date: 2006-10-02 10:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com
Ishamael laughed. Did she not understand? Combing his hair back behind his ears, he smiled and commented with a small smile.

"I do not want anything from you. If I simply wanted something and did not care about you, then I would override your mind like Graendal did, but as we both know I have not."

Date: 2006-10-02 10:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com
Ishamael continued as she paled as if ignoring her comment. Ah, that was the fear. His voice was still quiet and matter of fact. The fact that he was sliding closer to her was unnoticeable.

"And I will not, of course, ever do so. After all, I am not Graendal, and I have no interest in her disgusting tastes. I do not want you as some kind of ornament or plaything."

Date: 2006-10-02 10:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com
Leaning over towards her, he spoke softly. A soft sincere sound to his voice as he smiled sadly. Black hair obscured his right eye.

"Are you worried that I am lying for some unknowable reason? I did not fight Lanfear and Asmodean and invade Graendal's inner sanctuary to rescue you so that I could have you as a toy."

Date: 2006-10-02 11:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com
Smiling, he leaned forward slightly again, and commented softly. His voice nearly sweet as he spoke. His hand brushed the fabric of her dress.

"I am glad that you understand... Have you anything to ask of me, then?"

Date: 2006-10-02 11:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com
Pulling his hand back, Ishamael nodded. Her time with Graendal must have been traumatizing. He could restrain himself for a time anyway. The long-term benefits would be greater.

"As you wish, my lady."

Date: 2006-10-02 11:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com
Ishamael nodded calmly and moved away from her. Carefully, he made a small suggestion to her. The cost monetarily both of her purchases and those to covertly watch her was not even worth his consideration.

"If you want, I can send you to spend an afternoon shopping in the city. Alone, if you wish, to purchase whatever you might desire. Some time out of the house and to take your mind off things might be helpful."

Date: 2006-10-02 11:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com
Ishamael nodded calmly and smiled slightly. Perfect. She would be in little danger and there would be those assigned to watch her. The benefits would definitely work well.

"As you like, my lady. I will go and prepare the funds and such."

Rising to his feet, Ishamael turned and glanced at her before commenting quietly.

"Is there anything else, my lady?"

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