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Post by heartmaiden on Jul 11, 2015 23:01:20 GMT
Her heart beating even faster and her head reeling, Ellie walked round from behind the desk and started pacing, "It feels crazy though -- we've only known each other a matter of hours, right? We met this morning but everything you've said or done has drawn me to you and it's just..." she looked up, stood a lot closer to Eva than she had been, "Is this how it normally works?"
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Post by hotmess on Jul 11, 2015 23:20:05 GMT
The space between them was smaller then it had been ever before, Eva now able to feel the raise and fall of Ellie's chest with each precious breath she took. "I don't know." She whispered, truly unsure. "Arkady was right... I'm really no good at the love thing." Her voice was raw with honesty, eyes shiny with uncertainty. "But if it's not... I'm not sure I want to be normal."
Eva leaned in, closing the gap between them.
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Post by heartmaiden on Jul 11, 2015 23:24:21 GMT
Ellie was entranced by her eyes, as if they were magnetically pulling her closer. She moved closer, close enough that a whisper was loud enough, "I've never been normal: it's overrated," she said, no more than a foot away from the other girl.
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Post by enviro1st on Jul 11, 2015 23:27:54 GMT
Eva recieves a low but insistent alert. A message not a call from Laurie
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Post by hotmess on Jul 11, 2015 23:36:09 GMT
Eva is moving that bit closer, fully intending on finally stoping Ellie from talking when there is a ping and a notification scrolls across her vision, breaking the mood.
"Er..." She hesitates, awkwardly left half towards kissing Ellie. If she could blush, she would be.
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Post by heartmaiden on Jul 11, 2015 23:41:09 GMT
The pair of them are close enough that Ellie was certain Eva must be able to feel her breath on her when she sees the notification pop up in the eye of the other girl. Her heart is beating so fast and her head is so far out of her comfort zone that she says the first thing that comes into her mind:
"Dismiss it and kiss me already."
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Post by hotmess on Jul 11, 2015 23:46:49 GMT
Eva doesn't need telling twice. The notification disappears with a blink of an eye and not a second later Eva is pressing close to Ellie and kissing her - not the manic, possessive kissing she had displayed with Daniel not four hours ago, but rather something tentative, shy and sweet. Like she was almost scared of breaking something perfect.
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Post by heartmaiden on Jul 11, 2015 23:59:28 GMT
Ellie had read a lot about kissing. First kisses especially. It happened a lot characters in books she read with varying degrees of success and enjoyment. She figured that she would have had at least some idea of what it was meant to be like. She was wrong.
Her mind was filled with emotion, of Eva, of what this meant, of what was happening. Everything around her blurred, this was all that mattered. Then that blurred. Eva blurred. Sound blurred... Hey, why was Eva moving so far away and... up... er...
Then everything went black just before she hit the ground.
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Post by hotmess on Jul 12, 2015 0:08:47 GMT
Eva was reacting before she even realised she was, arms catching and cradling Ellie and saving her head from a nasty crack against the floor.
She held Ellie as panic began to set in. "Ellie?" She whispered, shaking the girl gently. "Ellie?" She repeated, louder and slightly more panicked. Fearing the worst, the AI pulled her into a princess lift and started to head towards the door, hoping to quickly find help.
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Post by sylvan on Jul 12, 2015 10:47:14 GMT
{continues from here}Emily scampers into the room robin-first, clearly aware that something is wrong even before she sees the girl lying in the other girl's arms. She stops suddenly, skidding into a nearby table and entirely blocking the corridor with flailing limbs. As it slowly dawns upon her that she has no idea how to help, Emily flicks her head back and forth between the door and the unconscious girl with increasingly panicked regularity. The robin does the same, head rotating at double speed due to the rotation of its perch.
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Post by hotmess on Jul 12, 2015 11:45:16 GMT
Eva hadn't even noticed the soft song she had been carrying along with the unconscience girl. When she looked up at the clattering from the door and noticed am Emily and also serval birds now flying into the room she quickly stopped her song and looked panickedly at Emily.
"I kissed her and this happened!" She rushed, eyes wide and worried. "This never happened to Daniel. Did I do something wrong?"
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Post by downwardspiral on Jul 12, 2015 12:11:58 GMT
Il y a un light tapping at le door et Damian is stood there, a look of grand concern upon 'is face, "Sacre bleu!" 'e cries, "Of course you 'ave not done le something wrong, she is quite clearly in le daze from le shock! Why else do you think je tried so 'ard to keep you too apart!"
'e shakes 'is 'ead, "Zut allors..."
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Post by hotmess on Jul 12, 2015 12:20:02 GMT
Eva's eyes grew even wider, her mind jumping immediately to the worst interpretation of the words. "I shocked her?! Is her heart still going?!" Eva scrambled trying to find a pulse.
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Post by sylvan on Jul 12, 2015 12:21:24 GMT
"Daniel..."
Emily blushes a pretty shade of pink, and her panic melts away to leave a tranquil smile.
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Post by downwardspiral on Jul 12, 2015 12:25:02 GMT
"Mon amie, you 'ad better 'ope she is not dead otherwise tu est dans le grand shit," 'e grins, "fortunately, je suis un expert de medicine, allow moi"
'e enters le room et stoops down to find a pulse on 'er.
"Ah, tu is in luck, mon amie, elle n'est pas mort."
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