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Post by Roslyn Levere on Feb 26, 2009 23:56:23 GMT
*Convinced she would never get used to the feeling of apparating, Roslyn placed a hand on her stomach.* Already feeling ill before, apparating did nothing to help in the least. "I think we should sit down for awhile." Her voice came out much weaker than she would've liked.
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Post by Oz Magnus on Feb 27, 2009 6:44:54 GMT
::Osmond relished in the odd feeling of materializing into thin air, it was a feeling of pure weightlessness and freedom::
"Ah...never tire of that!"
::he said fondly with a smile before looking toward Roslyn, he quickly placed his hand gently on her lower back to steady her::
"A bit motion sick, perhaps? Sure let's find a seat around here..."
::he said scouting out a place to settle::
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Post by Roslyn Levere on Feb 27, 2009 6:49:44 GMT
"Sorry if I'm putting a bit of a damper on your mood... I don't really handle a large amount of alcohol well..." Roslyn found it more and more difficult to speak, feeling bile beginning to rise up. Merlin, she didn't want to vomit in front of Osmond, but she really wasn't feeling well.
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Post by Oz Magnus on Feb 27, 2009 6:56:01 GMT
"No worries about dampering anything, I'm quite fine just enjoying your company, love."
::he suddenly frowned as he noticed her face change suddenly::
"Alright, over here."
::he said quickly, escorting her to a nearby tree::
"Why don't you take a seat and rest against the trunk? Relax a bit."
::he took a seat himself::
"Grass is quite comfortable actually, won't you join me?"
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Post by Roslyn Levere on Feb 27, 2009 7:00:23 GMT
*Managing a weak laugh, Roslyn took a few deep breaths before replying* "Would be a wise choice." *Lowering down slowly, Roslyn rested her head against the tree, and closed her eyes. Grateful this time, for the cool breeze the went by, soothing her heated cheeks.*
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Post by Oz Magnus on Feb 27, 2009 18:15:59 GMT
"You know I'm a skilled potioneer, it's too bad its so late and no shops are open - or I'd be more than happy to whip you up something to calm your stomach."
::he said looking slightly apologetic::
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Post by Roslyn Levere on Feb 27, 2009 18:20:16 GMT
"It's okay, I'll be fine. Just need to sit for awhile." Her stomach began to feel slightly less queasy, and the bile that had been rising had finally subsided so that she no longer had as much trouble talking.
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Post by Oz Magnus on Mar 3, 2009 1:04:21 GMT
::Oz's cold green eyes strayed a bit as he found himself staring at Roslyn a bit too intently and quickly turned his gaze away::
"Hope you're feeling better..."
::he rested one leg over the other as he leaned casually back into the grass::
"Been a while since I've sat outside like this, not since I was a boy."
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Post by Roslyn Levere on Mar 3, 2009 3:18:09 GMT
*Opening her eyes, Roslyn stared at him.* "I could say the same. I can never find the time these days, to appreciate simple things..."
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Post by Oz Magnus on Mar 3, 2009 3:57:13 GMT
"Mmm..."
::he muttered in agreement::
"Find myself enjoying more of the finer things, rather than the simple things, more often than not."
::he said with a grin as he looked over at Roslyn::
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Post by Roslyn Levere on Mar 3, 2009 4:02:50 GMT
*Offering a sweet smile, Roslyn turned away allowing her eyes to fall shut once more, a content expression on her face*
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Post by Oz Magnus on Mar 4, 2009 1:12:07 GMT
"I suppose I'm being a bit pretentious, arn't I?"
::he said marveling at his last statement::
::Oz looked over watching Roslyn shut her eyes and smiled. He leaned in close to her and whispered::
"You look so peaceful, I'd give anything to feel the way you look."
::it had been a long time since Oz had had any peace. Only chaos seemed to follow him::
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Post by Roslyn Levere on Mar 4, 2009 3:55:33 GMT
Unsure of how to respond to his statement, Roslyn just continued to smile, thankful that for once she was able to control the heat that seemed content to stay in her cheeks whenever Osmond was around.
Her heart sped up a little; not used to anyone being so close to her.
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Post by Oz Magnus on Mar 4, 2009 17:13:00 GMT
::Oz kept near to her, only his breathing and hers breaking the silence. He kept quiet for a while, soaking in the peacefulness of the moment that always seemed to accompany Roslyn::
::finally speaking::
"...Do I make you nervous?"
::he asked almost as if he could hear the increase in her heart rate::
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Post by Roslyn Levere on Mar 5, 2009 0:15:01 GMT
*Willing her voice not to shake, Roslyn shook her head lightly.* "No..." Her voice was soft, and her eyes remained closed before slowly opening again. "I'm just not used...to such closeness." She hoped he wouldn't take it the wrong way, and think she found him repulsive or anything. It was quite the opposite actually, not that she would ever admit it
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