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Post by cartertcat on Aug 14, 2010 0:21:41 GMT -5
Maron Selene was a hell of a lot tougher then Phoenix gave her credit for. He had to mentally slap himself sometimes for thinking she was so fragile. There was a hint of a smile on his lips also as she returned the words. When he saw the look on her face though, a pit of worry formed in his stomach. If his worry hadn't been obvious in the way his muscles tensed, his hair would have gave it away. The fiery red color from his previous emotions seemed to drain of all color, leaving it snow white. After being around him for a while, the sudden color changes seemed to show off his moods and personalities. For example, white for worry and anticipation. Crimson red for blissful and happy moments. So on and so fourth.
Before Maron could react, Phoenix had swept her off of her feet. Literally. "I guess were gunna have to fix that then?" he said softly. admiring the closeness between them. He'd already started jogging back toward the hideout. In the short month he'd been apart of this group, he'd memorized some of the quickest routes back to base. It always made him uneasy, not knowing where too go in case of an emergency.
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