> Carrhae had closed her eyes against the pain that had seized her when she
> heard Matt say "no," only to open them wide when he finished. The hand
> she extended towards the pressure points on his face trembled slightly.
> "May I?" she asked before she touched him.
>
> <Always> was his simple reply.
Her fingers drifted to his face and seemed to caress the flesh before they
settled on the contact points. When his eyes closed, she closed her own
and concentrated on the mindmeld. Through it, she offered him her
thoughts, and he could see the strength of her feelings for him.
(reactions?)
(ooc: since the gm seems to be moving on,...)
The two of them rose early, dressed and headed to one of the major
eateries on Spacedock. The handful of reporters staking out the area
immediately noticed the pair. Some simply noted the event, one ran off to
call his editor.
Carrhae ordered her normal breakfast. At one point during breakfast,
knowing that they were being observed, she reached out and covered Matt's
hand with her own.
>From the corner of her eye she could see a second reporter quickly leave
the scene.
(as someone has been known to say, eh?)
t'Llhweiir ends
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