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shelley_winters ([personal profile] shelley_winters) wrote2005-09-12 12:35 am

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The air is warm and oddly soft.
(Do you want your life to end in this room, again and again, until Time dies and Shaitan is victorious? Stand by my side! Take my hand and stand with me once I slay Time itself!)
The faintly rippling pool at the edge of the fountain reflects the soft blue of the morning sky. The light is muted, warm gold on the leaves and flowers surrounding Shelley, as she trails a lazy hand through the water.

[identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com 2005-09-12 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
A quivering green stem. A pale finger sliding around the thorns. Forefinger and thumb caressing the newly blossomed rose. Elan's wintergreen breath on its delicate petals-petals of crimson.
"Not a hero unless you die"
His white robe shone in the sunlight, belted lazily at the waist. His blue eyes studied the crimson bud with clinical intent. A pursing of the lips.

[identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com 2005-09-12 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
He can hear fingers trickle through the water. His fair skin glinting in the morning sun. A tilt of his head as he continues to study the rose blossom. A brush of his finger across the petals. His voice soft and slightly curious.
Lost in my own world
Now I care for dead gardens

"Are you finding the gardens to your liking?"

[identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com 2005-09-12 01:03 am (UTC)(link)
Fingers trailing across the rose blossom, he stood up. Blue eyes glinting in the sunlight, he slowly walked over. White robe billowing in the light breeze, barefeet gently traced across the stone.
Silently the senses
Abandon all defenses

A tilt of his head as mist from the fountain collected on his cheek. His pretty features reflected in the water as if in a mirror.

[identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com 2005-09-12 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
A tilt of the head. His pretty eyes scan her face. No sense of malice, just calm.
(Pain is not your lot anymore... Neither is fear.)
"Is something the matter, Dear One?"

[identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com 2005-09-12 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
A touch of a smile. A pleasant tone to his voice.
Touch me
(A warm touch in return, a caress on her cheek. A kiss. Caring, loving, close.)
Trust me
"I apologize for rousing you from your thoughts then."

[identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com 2005-09-12 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
He glanced out over the water. Ripples spreading outward. His own face shimmering in the waves. A movement of his hand, the tip of his index finger brushing one of her knuckles.
(Shhhhh... Dear One.)
"Then forgive me for disturbing your repose."
(Let me carry you.)
(Hands fumbling for a brief moment before fingers interlock. Closeness, safety.)

[identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com 2005-09-12 07:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Returning the smile, Elan sat down next to her. A calm look on his face as he glanced over the water. Silence hangs in the pleasant morning air.
(Is that really what you want?)
"It is a wonderful day..."

(A fair hand in red hair, and a light chuckle. A touch of a grin as he rested his forehead against hers. A light in his blue eyes as hair-red and black-fell around their fair features.)

[identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com 2005-09-12 07:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Elan glanced up at the sky. A few white clouds straying across a field of blue.
(This is home.)
"The climate controller keeps the inside pleasant, and the presence of the water can make the outdoors tolerable."

[identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com 2005-09-12 08:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Elan quietly studies her reflection in the water. A tilt of his head and a small smile on his face.
(It is inevitable. You bring this upon yourself.)
With a quick motion, he swept his body forward. A flick of his index and middle fingers sent a flash of water at Shelley.

(An unseen grin as arms wrapped around her. Warmth- a wanted embrace. As you wish, Dear One)

[identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com 2005-09-12 09:17 pm (UTC)(link)
The water splashed on him. His face became serious and dour. His lips tightened as he leaned in close to her.
(You.)
He raised his hand to her face, and a grin broke on his face before he flicked his fingers at her. A spray of water droplets and mist.

(A Kiss on the Lips. So very gentle. Loving)

[identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com 2005-09-12 10:02 pm (UTC)(link)
A small laugh and a smile on his pretty face.
(You already are mine.)
"Is that really the question you want to ask?"

(A questioning look. A gentle touch. Every touch must be wanted.)

[identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com 2005-09-12 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)
A tilt of the head. A look of slight curiosity.
(You have already chosen!)
"If you do not wish to be splashed, then certainly I will not."

(Delicate hands working at cloth. Such fair skin. As you wish, Dear One.)

[identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com 2005-09-12 11:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Elan watched her for a moment. A slight touch of a smile on his pretty face.
(A delicate hand, crimson with her blood, caresses her cheek)
A flick of his delicate hand sends droplets towards Shelley. A shining stream glinting into the sunlight.

[identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com 2005-09-13 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
Elan is standing over her. Barefeet on cool grass, as his white robe billows in the wind. A touch of a smile.
(A cold laugh. It takes so very long. He waits and waits.)
"Are you all right, Dear One?"

(Warm kisses on cool flesh.)

[identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com 2005-09-13 12:38 am (UTC)(link)
Elan brushed the side of her face with a hand as he knelt down beside her.
(His touch. His laugh. So cruel. He is right there. Always. Blood everywhere. Her blood.)
"I am glad for it then."

[identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com 2005-09-13 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
His fingers caress hers gently. Fair skin on fair skin with the gleam of water. A slight smile.
(A ferocious whispered breath, No escape. It is inevitable!)
"It was a pre-emptive strike that evidently failed to prevent my captivity."

(Soft sheets clenched tightly, desperately, in a fumbling hand.)

[identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com 2005-09-13 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
He nodded with a look of fear and awe mimicked on his pretty features.
(You will not die, not now, not ever... His breath hissed in her ear.)
"Indeed, I am, Dear One."

His hand still holding hers. The soft grass and the sunlight around them.

(A grin as he kisses her. Leaning forward, he curses softly under his breath. Turning his body, he attempts to untangle himself from the sheets)

[identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com 2005-09-13 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
A tilt of his head. His delicate hand trails idly through the soft grass.
(His blue eyes glint and his smirk is sick and twisted. He just laughs.)
"Would you desire aid in rising, my lady?"

(With an intense look, the sheets pull back seemingly of their own volition. Elan laughs, shakes his head, and then returns his attentions to Shelley.)

[identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com 2005-09-13 01:40 pm (UTC)(link)
He looked at her hand, blue eyes glinting through dark hair. With a quick rush forward, he swept Shelley off her feet. One arm under her knees, the other on her back. His white robe against her thin black one.
(But it does not have to end like this...)
"I believe that the tables have been turned, Dear One."

(A more insistent touch. Pressure as his hand slides down her lithe body.)

[identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com 2005-09-13 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Elan calmly glanced around, studying the garden. His brow furrowed slightly. A touch of a smile on his pretty face.
(A delicate touch trailing blood-her blood- across her cheek Only two ways out, Darling.)
"Unfortunately, there seems to be a notable lack of knights in shining armor to rescue the damsel from the clutches of the evil wizard."

(White curtains billowing in the moonlight. The cool breeze cannot touch them.)

[identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com 2005-09-13 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
A light chuckle as he slowly walked with Shelley in his arms. Barefeet sifting through the soft grass. He stops on the stones of the fountain.
(An angry snarl, flecks of black in his eyes.)
"You may do as you see fit, and I will do as I see fit."
(His hand around her throat. Tight. No air. Crimson to crimson. Her blood on his hand and dripping from her throat.)
With the sunlight's shine in those eyes so blue, he kissed her. Quick and passionate, and a grin as pulled his mouth away from her.
(A bitter laugh as her breath drew fast-desperate. It will do you no good. Cry as you will. I will do as I see fit!)
(Moonlight. A flash of teeth so white and skin so fair. Wintergreen breath hissed across her left breast. Crimson to crimson. A chuckle as her back arched and her breath drew fast.)

[identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com 2005-09-13 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
He gave her an amused grin. The mist from the fountain washing his face. Rivulets, like tears, flowed down his face.
(He laughed coldly as he wiped a tear from her face.)
With a chuckle, Elan delicately tossed her into the fountain's cool waters.
(You have chosen, then. Chosen me.)
(A tangle of sheets. The smell of sex heavy in the night air. Her arms wrapped tightly around him. Safety, security, comfort. A satisfied grin as his arms draped over her.)