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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Aug 3, 2009 19:48:55 GMT
*Tilts his head to the side looking at her, his eyes red, and tears shining at the rims.*
Y-you're sorry? But you didn't do anything, it was me that....
*Smiles weakly, his heart pounding because it doesn't seem as though she's chucking him.*
*Gives a small chuckle.*
A warning would have been nice, but I shouldn't have put myself in danger, it's just when she used the cruciatus curse on Jane I went a little mad with anger.
*Drops his hands resting them on his legs.*
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Post by willow on Aug 3, 2009 20:30:14 GMT
It's her job though, at some point I will have to accept that she's out there putting herself in danger cause she wants to and learn to live with it and not freak out anytime shes hurt...  Have you been crying!? *Hops onto his lap before he could say no and takes his face in her hands* Baby... whats wrong?*Frowns* |
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Aug 3, 2009 21:24:38 GMT
*Turns his face out of her hands not wanting to show her the tears welling in his bloodshot eyes, and trying to hide how weak he feels.*
Nuthin's wrong, m'fine.
*He says feebly, feeling a bit better with her on his lap, but still afraid to look at her. The past two or three days has been the worst days he's ever lived. He hasn't slept due to the fact he's been worrying his head off over whether, or not Willow will want to continue on their relationship.*
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Post by willow on Aug 4, 2009 2:45:28 GMT
*Lowers her hands to her lap, sad that he was holding back*
Alright if you say so...
*Her green eyes search his face as she sits quietly for a moment then leans in to kiss his cheek gently*
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Aug 4, 2009 20:42:19 GMT
*Feels a great wave of relief wash over him as her lips touch his cheek. He sniffles softly as he lifts his eyes to meet hers. His heart filling as the color of her eyes consumes him, and everything floods out.*
I-I thought I lost you... I was so worried, scared actually. I'm sorry I tried to help Jane, you're right she can handle herself, but like I said I went mad with fury when that..that cow pulled out the big guns on Janey. I'll never do anything to jeopardize my safety, or our relationship again.
*Slips his arms around her waist pulling her tight to him, never wanting to let her go.*
Willow, I love you so much.
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Post by Willow Phoenix on Aug 17, 2009 18:05:26 GMT
Love you too baby...
*Holds him tight, feeling horrible that she made him worry*
You do whatever you have to when it comes to protecting those you care about. I know I would have if I were in your shoes.
*Nuzzles her lips against his neck, just then noticing from the corner of her eye Jane's pet crow Westley squeaking outside the window at her*
Hmm... strange. Sweetie I'm going to check on Jane...
*A bit worried she sighs, kisses him once more and reluctantly climb off her comfy place on his lap*
I'll be right back love.
*winks as she leaves*
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Aug 17, 2009 18:09:39 GMT
*Nods in understanding. He only did what any other wizard would do, if it was his sister he'd go mad with rage, not that he didn't when it was Jane. He already thought of Jane as a niece. Wishful thinking he knows, but maybe someday Willow will marry him.*
I know....
*Trails off as he follows her line of vision, catching sight of a crow just outside the window.*
*Holds on tight to her for a quick second before she slips off of his lap, his eyes on her like a blind man seeing the sun for the first time.*
Hurry back, sugar quill.
*Blows a kiss to her as she leaves.*
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Aug 21, 2009 21:36:16 GMT
*Awakens with a start in the wee hours of the very early morning, his flat quite and dark. Greyson must have fallen asleep while he waited for Willow to return from checking on her niece, Jane.*
*He sits up on the sofa, eyes staring out into the darkness before him, feeling that something is very amiss. She hasn't returned, and this is sends off alarms within.*
*Worried and scared something has happened to the love of his life, Greyson pushes himself off of his sofa, snatches up his wand off of the coffee table, and disapparates in a swirling cloud of gray smoke to see if he can't find out why she didn't return.*
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Sept 11, 2009 21:33:33 GMT
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
*Apparates into his immaculate flat with Katie still wrapped up tightly in his arms.*
*Taking a moment to gather his berings, Greyson still holds her tightly, smiling down at her.*
Here we are, kiddo.
*Smirks as he teases her.*
Welcome to my lair.
*Wiggles eyebrows*
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Post by Katie Bell on Sept 11, 2009 21:38:42 GMT
*She keeps her hold on him as waits for the flat to stop spinning. The very nice flat...*
*Laughs at his teasing, knowing she'll get him back when he least expects it*
Your lair, eh?
*Scoffs*
*Eyes widen with a mock terrified expression*
Oh no! I'm shakin' in my boots.
*She pokes her tongue out at the larger wizard*
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Sept 11, 2009 21:42:35 GMT
You will be when I'm through with you.
*Laughs evilly, knowing that she knows he's kidding, and that he should expect to suffer the consequences later.*
Now that I have you here, I think I'm going to take you-
*Smiles mischievously.*
-over to the sofa, and fetch you a drink. Would you prefer to walk there yourself, or...?
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Post by Katie Bell on Sept 11, 2009 21:46:31 GMT
*Smirks*
Nah, I think I'll walk. I think with everything tonight, you won't have the energy to take me anywhere else.
*She walks over to the sofa, shoving his side as she goes by*
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Sept 11, 2009 21:50:28 GMT
*Laughs, loving the way she teases him, thinking.*
If she only knew...
*Watches her walk to the sofa, unable to erase the smile she has put on his face, admiring her form.*
Pick yer poison, little witch.
*Removes his wand from the back pocket of his jeans, flicking it toward a group of shimmering glasses set on the counter, summoning them to him.*
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Post by Katie Bell on Sept 11, 2009 21:55:13 GMT
*Looks at the glasses, grinning*
*Moves her eyes back up to his, wondering*
It shouldn't be this fun. We just met tonight...
I say you pick. If you remember what they are, of course.
*Tilts her head*
You are easily distracted...
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Sept 11, 2009 22:02:02 GMT
*Eyes her from head to toe, smirking.*
Well when the distraction is as lovely as you it's easy to get confused, especially with my old age.
*Flicks his wand toward a cabinet holding numerous bottles of all shapes and sizes, summoning a bottle of fire-whiskey, and a bottle of his favourite, single malt whiskey.*
*Turns to her with an expression of confusion on his face, scratching his head.*
You're drinking gilly water right?
*He teases as he flicks his wand at the bottles, each bottle pouring their drinks.*
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