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She stared at him, confusion lining her face as she watched him take her hand, gently placing his lips upon it as well. It was clear why. She had an affair. The two of them had been together for close to two years and one night she had been unfaithful, yet he had still forgiven her. Ally watched Callister move once more, feeling his hands placed on her lower back.
“It’s alright. I knew that it would happen at some point, better that it happened before we got married.” She watched him, her eyes unbelieving. Her husband just smiled, not letting her mind start to wander. It was stuck on his ability to forgive. The woman opened her mouth. His finger got there before the words came out. “What about one of our own?” Ally rolled her eyes; he was just trying to get a rise out of her. She thwapped him lightly on the arm, giving his a short kiss on the lips before pulling out of his gentle hold. There was a large crashing noise. The couple jumped, spinning around to face the remains of a beautiful stained glass window. Callister was the first to start laughing, staring at the teen that lay there, sprawled out on the ground, remnants of glass surrounding them.
Grumbling, the teenager pushed herself off of the ground, trying to avoid cutting herself on the glass shards. Turning around to look at the couple, she smiled guiltily, her hand rubbing the back of her head. Her hair was pure black, matching Aiden’s perfectly. It was cropped short, making her seem like an unkempt little boy at first glance.
“Just got back from a mission Sint?” Ally asked, placing her arm smoothly around Callister’s waist. Sint turned her eyes away. She was garbbed in pure black, clothes that fit tightly so that there was nothing to hold onto if she had to fight, and nothing to make noise while she was sneaking. Her feet were bear, toes disappearing in the mess of the carpet.
“You know how much I hate the door, I wasn’t expecting anyone to be in the unused bedroom.” She beamed a little bit at the next sentence. “Besides Miss Allyssandra, I believe that you and Mister Callister were discussing some highly inappropriate things in here.” Sint just barely dodged a quartz dagger aimed directly at her head.
“You little sneak. You were standing outside the window that whole time. I’m going to kill you twerp.” Ally chased the teen around the room. They both went speeding out to the hallway, leaving Callister to laugh and sigh.
“I know you’re there Christian, get out here.” A shape appeared in the shadows, a body forming just after. He was a thin boy, hair pure black, just like his sisters, well that was their little charade. He wore the same thin black outfit that Sint did, but he wore it with an heir of confidence, the different side of the same story. He wore that same guilty smile upon his face. “How much did you hear?”
Christian blew off the comment.
“I think that you and Miss Allyssandra would look lovely with a couple dozen kids running around the placed.” He slipped out the door, running off to make sure that Sint wasn’t being murdered, not to mention he would now need to save his own hide. Callister ran after Christian, still laughing to himself.
The males got there just in time.
 digalittledeeper · Sat Oct 18, 2008 @ 07:16am · 0 Comments |
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