Re: Sorting out a Holy Mess Part V ( Temp. Closed Thread)
Wed Aug 10 2005 05:52 PM
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Morning, off to the East
As Tatiana awakens further, she may become more aware of his feelings through the bond. Grief and anguish, dulled after not having slept at all, the pain feels like an old bruise now. Hence the need to touch and be touched.
#I didn't sleep... I'm afriaid... afraid of what I... am becoming.#
Her touch seems to ease that ache, and he smiles and chuckles at her stomach growling. Nothing like a bodily function to distract from being distraught.
Oddly, he doesn't feel much hunger - but that could change...