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Tinuviel of Denton · 06-08-2003, 11:07 PM

OOC: The previous evening

Niniel followed Soronume to the bar. Her face glowed, almost, and she fair danced as she walked. She didn't notice, and might have laughed had anyone commented.

Unaware, she was humming, an old ballad that she couldn't remember when or where or why she'd learned it, nor who'd taught it to her. It was very romantic, not to mention appropriate, at least to her mind. After all, it was about love between an Elf and a Man. That was another of her favorite stories.

Aman gave the two of them trays for the drinks. Was it merely coincidence, or did Soronume intentionally brush his hand against hers when he handed her one of the trays?

Niniel suddenly realized the direction her thoughts were heading and quickly headed them off. It didn't matter whether Soronume had or not. A thief couldn't afford this sort of thing. She couldn't deal with it. But his eyes were so deep, and he was so kind...Stop it!, she told herself. There could never be anything real between them, so the idea was completely and utterly moot.

Still, dreaming was nice.

"Soronume?"

"Yes, my'lady?"

"Nothing. I--I--it was nothing."

[ June 09, 2003: Message edited by: Tinuviel of Denton ]

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06-08-2003, 11:07 PM	#1
Tinuviel of Denton Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Mar 2003 Location: Amid the hills and dales of the Shire... or not. Posts: 579	OOC: The previous evening Niniel followed Soronume to the bar. Her face glowed, almost, and she fair danced as she walked. She didn't notice, and might have laughed had anyone commented. Unaware, she was humming, an old ballad that she couldn't remember when or where or why she'd learned it, nor who'd taught it to her. It was very romantic, not to mention appropriate, at least to her mind. After all, it was about love between an Elf and a Man. That was another of her favorite stories. Aman gave the two of them trays for the drinks. Was it merely coincidence, or did Soronume intentionally brush his hand against hers when he handed her one of the trays? Niniel suddenly realized the direction her thoughts were heading and quickly headed them off. It didn't matter whether Soronume had or not. A thief couldn't afford this sort of thing. She couldn't deal with it. But his eyes were so deep, and he was so kind...Stop it!, she told herself. There could never be anything real between them, so the idea was completely and utterly moot. Still, dreaming was nice. "Soronume?" "Yes, my'lady?" "Nothing. I--I--it was nothing." [ June 09, 2003: Message edited by: Tinuviel of Denton ]