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paixaorpg2011-11-07 04:16 am
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you took a town by storm the mess you made was nominated. [ active / closed ]
Character(s): Jecht, Meg, guards...
Content: The two decide to blow this popsicle stand, and head out to the land of permasunny.
Setting: Jecht's place → Joutenheim
Time: How can you tell? It's snow o'clock pm.
Warnings: Shirtless Jecht, and shameless flirting I suspect.
Jecht was just about finished packing a bag full of useful items -- some utensils, tools... some food for the trip. He was sure that once they got out to the islands he'd be able to find something edible out there. And besides... that dream version of the kid had said he was a fisherman wasn't he? Yeah... the more he thought about it, the more he was convinced he could probably wrangle one in with his bare hands.
With a grin he strapped the last few things into place, and fastened it shut, slinging it across his back. "That about does it," he nodded, wondering how proud Auron would be to know he was going in prepared.
Content: The two decide to blow this popsicle stand, and head out to the land of permasunny.
Setting: Jecht's place → Joutenheim
Time: How can you tell? It's snow o'clock pm.
Warnings: Shirtless Jecht, and shameless flirting I suspect.
Jecht was just about finished packing a bag full of useful items -- some utensils, tools... some food for the trip. He was sure that once they got out to the islands he'd be able to find something edible out there. And besides... that dream version of the kid had said he was a fisherman wasn't he? Yeah... the more he thought about it, the more he was convinced he could probably wrangle one in with his bare hands.
With a grin he strapped the last few things into place, and fastened it shut, slinging it across his back. "That about does it," he nodded, wondering how proud Auron would be to know he was going in prepared.
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"Don't suppose you'll be putting on a shirt?" she asked, coming up from the hallway to join him. Despite the easy teasing, there was a note of affection in her voice and her violet eyes were warm. Under the cloak, her hands curled into fists, however. This was more than just a little vacation get-away for her.
Hades was watching her...always. But she'd be damned before she gave up this little slice of happiness. Having given up one too many times, Megara decided to take her future in her own hands. Maybe Jecht was corrupting her after all.