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Post by smg9000 on Jan 28, 2018 15:54:05 GMT -5
Shane stepped off the boat greeted by the dark docks of Port Caan. Both him and Haven had their hoods up as they walked off into the streets. Things between them had been a little awkward ever since the succubi attack. Shane had feelings for Haven but because of what the Succubi made him do to Haven he new that he couldn't express them for now.
Shane found them an inn and made sure they got two separate rooms before finding a table and sitting down. Shane had ordered the Inn's spice pumpkin soup and some water and was eating quietly looking over a map of the area.
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Post by Lovely on Jan 28, 2018 16:09:53 GMT -5
The tension was raising she ordered the same. Only difference was a small order of wine to get by with the silence between them she wasn't sure what to say as he opened the map she pointed to the area of Van Halen or Sandy Hollow they were towns pass the kingdom of Dark Spring, and pass the pumpkin cemetery and through the dead forest enough around to avoid people seeing them. A port town is an active place but these places were secured and well hidden.
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Post by smg9000 on Jan 28, 2018 16:26:10 GMT -5
Shane watched as Haven pointed to the map and could feel the tension rising. He knew they had to cut it or it would hurt them. "We are going to need to talk." Shane said looking across into Haven's blue eyes.
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Post by Lovely on Jan 28, 2018 16:56:21 GMT -5
Haven only broke the eye contact she didn't want to talk there was nothing to talk about. She took a drink out of her wine "there's nothing to talk about" she implied, taking an even bigger swig from her wine, only to realize that it was empty she waved her hand suggesting to the in keep that she wanted more and to her request she got more. She gave the sovereigns to the bar keep and proceeded in drinking some more. "This is the perfect place to hide; Sandy Hollow away from port towns, and Forelock soldiers" her cheeks began to grow flush and a pinkish hue more noticeable the wine clearly getting to her head. The coin that she stole off Stomper was definitely going to be put to good use.
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Post by smg9000 on Jan 28, 2018 20:14:20 GMT -5
Shane bowed his head and looked at the map. "Alright I agree, Shandy Hollow is a good place to hide out. But what then, pretend to be a happy little family. Or do we have another destinations. What is your end goal?" Shane asked looking back at Haven.
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Post by Lovely on Jan 28, 2018 21:05:49 GMT -5
Her head hung, she never thought about a set destination...in fact all she really knew was running. To settle down and call family that feeling oddly felt familiar and it was a feeling she truly loved. "You know maybe settling down isn't a bad idea..." She thought about it. "Besides I can't stay out in the open it's only Van Halen, or Sandy Hollow...unless you've got a better destination in mind" she felt like her words were getting more aggressive. She was still upset about the journey getting here and she was also getting more drunk as they continued to speak, her lips touched the wine once more.
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Post by smg9000 on Jan 28, 2018 22:07:42 GMT -5
Shane watched her noticing her heavy drinking and her aggressive words. "Well I don't have many destination or even a real plan in mind." Shane said. Shane slid his water over to her, "From a person who drank a lot of sorrows away, water helps." Shane said then stood up leaving her room key then walked up to his.
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Post by Lovely on Jan 28, 2018 22:20:02 GMT -5
She watched him walk away her heart sinking to the pit of her stomach she accepted the room key. She released a heavy sigh playing with the rim of her wine glass. Tomorrow they would go to Sandy Hollow...she would settle there for the time being. She had to settle things with Shane prior. She got up and headed for her room. The room was next to his.
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Post by smg9000 on Jan 29, 2018 9:04:02 GMT -5
Candle light flickered from Shane's door showing he was still awake. Shane was reading quietly trying to keep his mind from wondering wildly before he laid down for bed.
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Post by Lovely on Jan 29, 2018 9:59:57 GMT -5
She noticed the light on her way to her room, she stopped dead in her tracks knocking on his door lightly. She was feeling it and it probably wasn't a good idea that she knocked then. "Shane are you awake?" Deep down inside she prayed he would answer her.
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Post by smg9000 on Jan 29, 2018 12:27:02 GMT -5
Shane stood up and opened the door and looked at Haven. His natural response was a smile on his face. "Hey, can I help you?" Shane said.
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Post by Lovely on Jan 29, 2018 14:36:05 GMT -5
Both of them weren't speaking, in fact this entire time when they settled in Caan was nothing more but pure awkwardness between the two. She didnt like this nagging sensation clawing in the back of her head. The words just weren't coming out like she had wanted. Clearly the amount she drank had massive affect on her, and what brought her to his door was nothing more of sheer curiousity clocked by the fascination that he was still awake and the light was brightly flickering implying that the man was still alive, and clearly still very much awake. She didn't even plan for what happened next the door opened, and his eyes met hers, 'can I help you?' that voice, that voice that caused her neck to sweat, her stomach to feel funny...the unthinkable happened. She got sick. The girl threw up, and like he predicted, she should have drank that water he offered her. She fell limp over her knees, hugging her stomach and guilt rushing over her. How careless was she truly. "I am terribly...*belch*...terribly sorry..." she felt her throat sting, and her eyes swell with tears. Why was she apologizing, "I knew we've just met bu...*bleg*...oh god I should go..." she couldn't hold back and tears continued to flow. Clearly the events that had played, plagued her. She needed him to listen, she wanted him to listen, she wanted him to talk too. She lived her existence as far as she knew in total solitude, her body was feeble clearly due to her night drinking. Now he arrived, a man equally as broken as she was, and understanding for that matter...came out of no where and swept her off her feet...or saved her from Forelockian soldiers however; words can structure itself into. Now she was here, bent over her knees throwing up her feelings before the man who she clearly couldn't lie to herself about. "...I don't want to be alone again" her sobs more evident now.
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Post by smg9000 on Jan 29, 2018 14:48:16 GMT -5
Shane watched as she got sick. Shane felt some disgust but understood her position. When was there before. Shane bent down a rubbed her back before helping her into his room and took an empty chamber pot for her to use to puke into. Shane held her hair from her face.
"It's alright Haven.... I don't want to be alone anymore either. And just because of what happens doesn’t mean I'm going to leave you. Your one of the kindest caring people I've meet. What the succubus made me do... wasn't somedidnt I didn't want to do... eventually. Your pretty and stuff but I do want to get to know you." Shane said rubbing her back.
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Post by Lovely on Jan 29, 2018 15:06:22 GMT -5
She held the chamber pot closely. She was disgusted with herself, it took her getting drunk to bring herself to this point of confession. It wasn't even about romance it was about the loneliness she hated leading up to the time she met him. She was drinking away the fear that he would one day grow uninterested and leave...they merely only just met but she grew quickly attached. She belched once more, "...I don't remember ever being around people, I woke up in a shrine in Esfrodante, alone, not knowing who I was, and when a man showed me kindness he took advantage of me..." she was trembling, "he called his home my personal Haven...that's where I got my name...I don't even know who I really am" pathetic she was, here she held herself confidently and found herself hugging the pot. "...I have dreams, but nothing I can map together, I don't even know what I am or how old I am, if I'm alive, or dead, why does Forelock want me so bad...to me I've always considered myself a nobody, alone, with no purpose and then--" and then he came along...but she wasn't going to admit this, the better she kept her mouth shut the less he would judge her with.
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Post by smg9000 on Jan 29, 2018 15:54:08 GMT -5
Shane sat listening to her. His hands still rubbing her back. "These dreams are flash back. I see how badly you want to find out who you are and what your place is in this world. That can be our next goal. It gives us direction and that is what we need. Settling down with you would be great but first we need to fight off your demons." Shane said.
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