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driftfleet2015-05-08 06:09 pm
serpentis) wrote in driftfleet2015-05-08 06:09 pm
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006 // spoiler alert
Who: Dorian Pavus
Broadcast: YOU KNOW IT! FLEET WIDE.
Action: Only if you can find him!
When: RIGHT MEOW.
[Dorian is reading from a book with a woman and a man on the gover, clearing his throat and grinning impishly.]
Ah, good afternoon. I thought I might treat you to this book I found. Let's see here...
[He flips through the pages]
“He gives us a sack of tatties of a Friday. And sometimes after kirk he delivers a haggis..." No, that started promising, but that's not it, let's see here...
[He flips through the pages, frowning to himself, occasionally looking slightly scandalized, he gets nearly through the whole book, when FINALLY.]
Ahah! Here we are.
[He clears his throat, and starts in. As he reads, he's a positive ham about it.]
“Savages such as you, such as I.” He kissed her lightly at first, his lips brushing against hers and his hands sliding down her sides.
“Is that what we are, Gavin Macgregor? Savages?” Gavin pulled away from her, sucking her lip softly between his and tasting every inch of the woman he’d loved for his entire life for the first time. He tilted his head to one side. “Ach, you may be more savage than me by twice.”
So close that their breath mixed between them, the walls around the pair seemed to vanish. Kenna slid her hands down Gavin’s arms, her fingers bouncing over every little muscle and tendon. She looked down at his chest, then back into his eyes, lost in the ocean she found.
Words, words, I don't even know half of what this man is saying...here we go...
She closed her eyes and Gavin kissed her along her jaw, behind her ear. Kenna’s skin prickled to life where he kissed, and where the heat from his palms burned through her dress.
[And then he flips the page, and then again. There are only a handful of pages left in the book.]
...that's it? I was hoping for more than just a single kiss!
[He makes a disgusted noise and pitches the book over his shoulder.]
Broadcast: YOU KNOW IT! FLEET WIDE.
Action: Only if you can find him!
When: RIGHT MEOW.
[Dorian is reading from a book with a woman and a man on the gover, clearing his throat and grinning impishly.]
Ah, good afternoon. I thought I might treat you to this book I found. Let's see here...
[He flips through the pages]
“He gives us a sack of tatties of a Friday. And sometimes after kirk he delivers a haggis..." No, that started promising, but that's not it, let's see here...
[He flips through the pages, frowning to himself, occasionally looking slightly scandalized, he gets nearly through the whole book, when FINALLY.]
Ahah! Here we are.
[He clears his throat, and starts in. As he reads, he's a positive ham about it.]
“Savages such as you, such as I.” He kissed her lightly at first, his lips brushing against hers and his hands sliding down her sides.
“Is that what we are, Gavin Macgregor? Savages?” Gavin pulled away from her, sucking her lip softly between his and tasting every inch of the woman he’d loved for his entire life for the first time. He tilted his head to one side. “Ach, you may be more savage than me by twice.”
So close that their breath mixed between them, the walls around the pair seemed to vanish. Kenna slid her hands down Gavin’s arms, her fingers bouncing over every little muscle and tendon. She looked down at his chest, then back into his eyes, lost in the ocean she found.
Words, words, I don't even know half of what this man is saying...here we go...
She closed her eyes and Gavin kissed her along her jaw, behind her ear. Kenna’s skin prickled to life where he kissed, and where the heat from his palms burned through her dress.
[And then he flips the page, and then again. There are only a handful of pages left in the book.]
...that's it? I was hoping for more than just a single kiss!
[He makes a disgusted noise and pitches the book over his shoulder.]
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[His tone is teasing, but he does mean it. He worries about Cullen sometimes, with the whole mess with Jove, it's good he has someone he can care for, even if it's not the same.
Family, friends, those were just as important as lovers, Dorian thought. Sometimes more so.]
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[ Uncle Dorian sure has a nice ring to it. Then that would make Cullen her father. And being an orphan, a family is what she wants the most in the world. It's true that she has been seeing Cullen as a parent, but she would never openly tell him with her own words. Especially since she keeps thinking that her real parents are somewhere to be found.
Curling her fingers in her lap, she briefly hangs her head sadly before looking directly back at the feed. She looks a bit flustered and her next words are difficult for her to say. ]
Cullen's... not my father...
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But he keeps it from his voice, and it disappears from his face as he rests his hand on the top of Elize's head. He speaks softly, and only to her.]
It's all right. He just means to say we're good friends.