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She was confused by his song choice and voiced it. "And what is that supposed to mean?"
He shrugged and smiled. "You can take your own meaning from it."
"Well then," she scoffed. "It really doesn't matter, what do you want from me Ellis?"
"You. What I've always wanted." He laughed.
"It's not funny, I don't see why you're laughing. And I'm not something you can own Ellis." she said angrily.
He smirked. "Fine then. There're are few things I want from you. I'll ask for one every day. The one for today is... a kiss."
"Never," she spat vehemently.
He laughed. "I thought not... so I'll leave you to your thoughts. I'll be asking for something else tomorrow. See you around, darling."
"Don't call me that," she said quietly, her mind racing.
"Ta!" He grinned and waved, taking a few steps back.
He chuckled. "Changed your mind already?"
"Nope," she lashed out at him, her fist catching him in the jaw.
Ellis winced and stumbled back a few steps before steadying himself. "Hm... you haven't done that before." He put a hand to his face. "Ouch."
He raised an eyebrow. "I'll be going now, darling, unless you have an objection."
((Brb, gotta bring plants inside.))
((Brb, gotta bring plants inside.))
((okipoki))"I object to you calling me 'darling', and unless you plan on being hit again I'd suggest no longer using that particular word." Salem said menacingly.
((Back already!))
He chuckled. "Sure. Bye, Say."
He chuckled. "Sure. Bye, Say."
((awssie!))She clenched her fists. "Touche, idiot, touche."
He grinned and waved. "Bye." He turned and strode away.
"I hate you," Salem said halfheartedly, watching him leave.
"Damn you," she turned and marched back into the house, slamming the door.
Sean jumped at the sound of a door slamming. He'd zoned out and was almost asleep. "Salem?" He got up and went to her. "Are you alright?"
((Gtg in five minutes, gonna watch a documentary.))
((oki, what documentary?))"Yes. I'm fine." -Dammit. She looked up at him. "Were you asleep?"
((The Story of India.))
"Almost." He frowned slightly. "You don't seem fine. You seem ticked off."
"Almost." He frowned slightly. "You don't seem fine. You seem ticked off."
((that's cool))"When am I not ticked off?"
"Hm... more often, now. You had a good few hours earlier." He almost smiled.
((Gtg now! Bye!))
He smiled back at her. "Really though, what's wrong?"
He smiled back at her. "Really though, what's wrong?"
((buhbye!))"Nothing," something flashed in her eyes. "Nothing that matters."
((Back! For a little while, until I disappear.))
Sean sighed quietly. "Okay. Please know that you can tell me anything, though. I won't press any more."
He smiled a little. "Okay." He raised a hand and softly brushed the tear trails from her cheeks. "You were crying," he murmured, "Was it because of me?"
"But partly? I apologize." He ran his fingers through her wild hair, trying to tame it.
"It's not your fault though, it's my own."
He felt a strange pulling at his heart, the pain of regret for hurting her. He suddenly took her in his arms, pulling her against him and holding her close. "I'm so sorry," he whispered again into her hair.
She put her arms around his waist. "It's not your fault.."
"But I hurt you, I made you cry. And I wasn't even there to stop the tears. I didn't even know." He raised his head to look down at her. "I should've been there with you."
Shadow looked up at him, "Not your fault."
He smiled sadly. "Can't stop me."
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"In the presence of my knuckles,
But the beauty of this vision alone just like yesterdays sunset,
Has been converted by the sentimental and mistaken for love.
The Felix of your truth will always break it,
And the iris of your eye, always shake it,
And the armies yeah, the armies I have created,
Will always hate it, always bait you on, oh...
I liked the way my hand looked on your head,
In the presence of your struggle,
But the beauty of this vision alone I can't shake from my tree just yet,
It's invading all my private moments, listen to me now...
The Felix of your truth will always break it,
And the iris of your eye, always shake it,
And the armies yeah, the armies I have created,
Will always hate it, always bait you on, oh, oh no, c'mon...
Until I take their price,
Unitl I take their price, c'mon,
Until I take their price,
Until I take their price,
Until I take their price, deep inside my prayer,
Until I take their price.
The Felix of your truth will always break it,
And the iris of your eye, always shake it,
And the armies yeah, the armies I have created,
Will always hate it, always bait you on,
Until I take their price."