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| Tweet Topic Started: Feb 6 2010, 01:45 AM (1,023 Views) | |
| Deleted User | Feb 6 2010, 01:45 AM Post #1 |
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The tide had passed and the world still was reeling under the iron fist of Robotnik. The Overlander Warlord Dictator seemed bent on destroying and repressing the smaller animals of Mobius. This world was so different from the one that seemed to run parallel to it. A world where Mobians lived in a relative state of peace with each other, and with the Overlanders. Yet, such ideas like peace, justice, and freedom are but legends that old nursemaids tell their children to lull them to sleep. Stories about the old Kings, and a time when fairy tales did come true. A land where every girl could be a princess, and every boy a brave hero. Stories about a time when good always triumphed over evil, and everyone became friends at the end. Sadly, reality would wake them up as the alarms rang out over the city announcing the beginning of another work day, as slaves to the machine. Serve without question, work diligently without complaint. The eye of Robotnik is watching. ******************** So it was, for every Mobian. Even those born of high rank, they had their own part to play in the grand orchestration of madness composed by a creature that was more machine than flesh. Although, the flesh did account for a large portion of the creatures overall mass. It was a particular mink, that took refuge in a long forgotten island in what could be known as the former South Pacific who, upon hearing word that his fiancee was still alive, decided to try and arrange for a rendezvous. He sent a coded message along with the coordinates of his island refuge via the old Mobian telegraph lines. The signal was so dim, and so obscure that he was sure the high tech firewalls would not detect it, never mind pay attention to it. He hid it behind coding for an advertising banner. In the hopes that the bots monitoring the internet would disregard it and allow the real message to slip through. That was the plan. However, if that plan failed, he also had another way of protecting himself. He was living not just on a single island but a group of islands, that were scattered about. He would take an old biplane that had been rigged with pontoons and hop from island to island always staying long enough to refuel, rest, and check his mail but not too long to ever be noticed. This was how he lived, and he liked it. |
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| Deleted User | Feb 6 2010, 02:37 AM Post #2 |
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The days seemed to grow longer... Much slower to a point where she believed time barely went ahead anymore... Skies seemed to be getting blacker with each new day, and the toxic foul chemicals in the air bellowing from Robotropolis seemed to grow thicker in that dark air... More citizen seemed to be found out then captured then suffered a fate where they were turned into slaved machines working to spread the horrors of Robotnik! Nowadays she barely had time to really work on anything, but plans of sabotage of anything of Robotnik's that her and the only people she had anymore could get a hold of. Her one lovely groomed hair was hardly kept being a total mess over her head and face. Beautiful usually bright gleeming eyes were now a dull almost gray blue with heavy dark circles underneath them. She lacked sleep! What she wouldn't do for a good nights rest! But she had to do what she could to fight off the tyranny of the cynacile overlord Robotnik! She was the brains of most of their plans. Without her, those plans would uproar in turmoil! A dark pink quilled head fell upon the table where she had been sitting at where she worked on some of her newest plans on this computer she had recentally aquired from Cyrus. It was the latest thing and could also ward of any hacking by the dreaded overlander! Hedgehog ears flattened against her the top of her head while eyelids were slowly drifting off over her eyes... No... I mustn't fall asleep... I have work to do... She thought tiredly, though her body wouldn't listen to her pleas to stay up... Right about the time she had been drifting over to a dreamland had her speedy blue brother interrupt that. His form rushing into the room - halting right before her. A small grumble could be heard underneath her breath when her eyes noticed the skid marks left by his shoes. "What do you want Sonic? I'm busy!" She snapped at him in drowsy frustration while a gloved hand a rose to brush some messy quills from out of her face. He opened his mouth to make a comment about her looks when he quickly shut his lips shut. Sonia was already a pain when she had sleep, no point in angering her while she was in this state! Plus he was tired as well. "Oh yeah!" Said the hero in sudden remembrance of what was in his hands. He reached forward to hand her what looked to be a telegraph. "This came in for you. I was told to bring this to you asap!" A tiring smirk formed on his lips. "Though we knew that that wasn't going to be a problem..." Sonic remarked with a cocky huff heaved from his chest. Torquoise eyes simply rolled in unamusement before she snatched the gram from her brother's grasp. A gasp falling from her lips in realizing who this was from...! Tears started to spill down her pale complex cheeks as her body started to shake. It was... "Bartleby..." Her voice was so breathless and quiet as this faint smile graced her make up less lips... Maybe this was her chance to take a small break... Maybe she could use this time to replinish herself then come back to bring better tatics against that overly overweighted overland dictator! The blue spined hedgehog male was about to question what was going on, but he was cut off by his sister's voice. "Sonic, I'm going to be leaving. So listen up to what I have to tell you - this is important for when I'm okay?" An eyebrow was arched before he said in question: "All right...?" |
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| Deleted User | Feb 6 2010, 03:08 AM Post #3 |
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![]() ![]() The aircraft landed in the turquoise water, as he cut the engine and let it coast until the pontoons quietly beached onto the sandbar. The air was clear here, and the cliffs provided the small inlet with a certain amount of cover from the main ocean. Bartleby climbed out of the plane and onto the top of the pontoon, before jumping into the clear water and swimming to the beach. He wrung out his shirt, and then made the trek up the sand dunes, into the dense jungle following a small winding path that led to several buildings made out of bamboo and raised upon platforms off the jungle floor. He started a crude generator and soon the old lightbulbs glowed to life, and before him a very old computer hummed and whirred as an old e-mail program stirred to life. Green text crossed the sun bleached screen, glowing under the haze of steamy condensation. Bartleby rubbed the screen and double checked. To his delight, he got the message. Yet, there was also a certain tinge of fear as well. He would meet her, but he would first have to make sure she was alone. He could not be too careful these days. Even with his former fiancee. |
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| Deleted User | Feb 6 2010, 03:27 AM Post #4 |
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Sonia had been in a hurrying mess since she had gotten this message. She was rushing all over the place! Her hands grabbing the nessacceties for what she had to put in the bag she was packing for her trip. If she wasn't packing her things, then she was primping herself. It was a long shot, but she had to look her best for the man she held feelings for... The last thing she wanted him to see was a tired old bag of bones...! Before she had jumped to getting ready, she made sure to have a long talk with her two faternal twin brothers. The hedgehog female wanted to make sure that they had everything together here in their home. She defiantly made sure to send any plans to Trevor and Cyrus. It wasn't that she didn't trust her brothers, it was just that they weren't as intellect as she was. The people she trusted her plans to did which meant they'd be able to fall after them while placing in their own input. Once she had finally gotten herself in the best of looks she could, she thru her bag over her shoulder before bidding her brothers farewell with kisses to their foreheads and cheeks. And with a wave, she jumped upon her brightly colored motorcyle driving it out to Cyrus' quarters. He'd have a plane ready for her to fly out to her beloved Bartleby... I can't wait to see you... Was her inner most thought along the speedy journey. It was actually relaxing riding upon her single personed transpertation. The cool breeze did wonders for face and hair. Except for the wind being the only noise, the silence was refreshing to hear... But she shook her head. She didn't wanna get too comfortable! The last thing she need was to be wide awake driving then passed out in a crash upon the ground! Oh ho, no siree was she going to let that happen! Though she had to admit that the drive was nice all the same. The trip only taking thirty to fourty-five minutes. Her doing her best to keep a look out for any trouble that dared to follow her along the way. To her luck, there was nothing but 'smooth sailing' the entire way. And after parking her vehicle inside did she not hesitate to see Cyrus off the get go about her plane outward to her main voyage. |
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| Deleted User | Feb 6 2010, 04:34 AM Post #5 |
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"Just be yourself... calm down. Let her talk. Don't be too excited. Let her talk... let her breathe. Give her time." He thought to himself. A certain fear settled into his gut as the plane rocked with the waves. He threw a camouflaged net over the plane, as he abandoned it to climb up into the rocks and keep a look out. He hoped that he would see her again. It was strange, but he was afraid that she did not really care for him anymore. At least, not as she did before. Their engagement was an arranged thing, which was done by her adopted family with his own. He accepted it, although he never really appreciated her. If anything, he resented her free spirit. It was that resentment that led him to make the dumbest mistakes of his life. The girl had all the right in the world to blow his brains out for his stupidity. Yet, when the opportunity arose, she saved his life. He remembered that farewell, and he knew, one day he swore he would return to her. He would be the hero she deserved. He kept his eyes to the sky, his ears ready and able to hear for the familiar sound of aircraft. "So if you care to find me Look to the western sky As someone told me lately - Ev'ryone deserves the chance to fly" |
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| Deleted User | Feb 6 2010, 04:55 AM Post #6 |
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A ragged tired breath was what pursured past her lips. It was a loooong trip to get where she was heading for, but it was worth to her as far as she was concerned. Nothing meant more to her then to finally make it her to see her ex-fiance! Well, Mobius and her people mattered, as well as her family and over throwing Robotnik, but at this very moment... It was all about finding the mink that held her heart in the palm of his caring furred hands... Oh dear, how she worried of how her looks were doing! Between her horrid schedule and the blasted air, all the primping she put into them was probably a waste at this point! She hoped with another sigh that he would take her as she was without her magic working upon said looks... Sonia felt a mixture of many awkward yearning emotions churn in the pit of her stomache as she drove her plane farther down towards the vast ocean area in the meeting area as shown on the directions she had. What made him decided to just invite her out of the blue? Not that she didn't mind, but she some times wondering if he really cared about her after their past when she found out who herself truly was... But he did show a different much more caring braver side the last time she saw him... Maybe he has changed for the better... Sonia had hoped, her hand turning off the ingnition as she started lowering the what was now hovering plan into the vast waters below. Large waves of water pooled from underneath the transportations' sides. Eyes as blue, if not bluer, than the ocean light up in spotting the person she was anxious to see as the plane was pulling closer to the shores lines. The trembled as she wanted to spill tears. That smile upon her face grew in size - stretching across her fair muzzle. Her voice caught in her throat as she wanted to shout his name for as far as she could throw her voice, but the shock of emotions kept her from being able to speak... |
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| Deleted User | Feb 6 2010, 08:34 PM Post #7 |
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Bartleby heard the airplanes engine long before he saw the small glimmer in the azure sky. He crouched low among the dense foliage not totally sure that it was her. He had held onto the small fragment of hope that she was alive, and that perhaps sometimes, she thought about him. Yet, he knew things would never be as they were. They had both been tainted by the demonic aura of Robotnik. The darkness seemed to eat away the fragments of innocence as a cancer. He was so foolish back then! So immature and such a hypocrite! Even as he cursed himself, as he lived with the shadow of his regret looking over his shoulder and lurking in the dark recesses of his mind he wondered how she could love him. He was the worst kind of lover, one who deceives not just the other but himself as well into believing that he was better than those he saw around him. That because of status, position, and his families fortune, he was expected to look down upon them. To agree with the warlord even as he witnessed the atrocities going on in his own backyard. He shook his head. The airplane came into view, he watched as the hull of the craft landed gently in the water and costed as the engines were cut off. He made his way slowly down the rocky path towards the beach but still kept to the shadows of the jungle. He watched the cockpit, and he thought he saw a faint instance of movement from within. "Please be there." He whispered. He could only hope that she would recognize him. That he hadn't changed too much. He had gotten stronger, his fur was darker more of a tawny brown. His hair was still long but it was loosely tied behind his neck. His face was not as clean shaven as before. He had only a very basic kit with him, and this included a cheap razor and plastic comb. A cheap toothbrush, and travel toothpaste. It was rough out here in paradise. A cruel ironic twist, he never lacked for food. The forest provided him with everything. However, the most mundane of things, suddenly become sacred treasure when absent from one's life. So it was for luxuries like toothpaste, shampoo, and the like. So he had to ration the toothpaste out to try and make it last. This is how he lived now. He was no longer the pampered prince, and not even a pauper. He had become a wild man, a survivor. Now, he watched her step from the plane. His stomach knotted up as his heart leapt in his chest, how he missed her! He felt giddy, ecstatic, and the purest joy one could never describe with common words. It was the kind of thing that is reserved for the angelic language of heaven. |
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| Deleted User | Feb 6 2010, 09:09 PM Post #8 |
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That step off the plane was of a bit of a clumsy one, but between being stuck sitting for a few hours on end and being as tired as she was, it was a surprise that her legs would feel so lightly. Wanting to collapse underneath her form so suddenly if she wasn't holding it with any last bit of strength she had. Besides Bartleby himself, she had changed drastically as well! As the pampered mink himself, she had been accustom to selfish desires that she didn't hesitate to lust over! Chase after them when she had the rare luxury to delve into them. To swim in the never-ending sea of lies of hopes and dreams... What her main sin happened to be most of all was of vanity. Vanity was such a tempting misteress with that way she reeled in egomaniacs and swelled up those already high enough egos of theirs! Sonia would scowl in remembering how her life was filled with those thoughts and words of: me, me, me! How she always wanted to fix something on herself when she probably seemed fine already! Her hair quills swayed in the shaking of her head, that Sonia was long gone... She still cared for her looks, but only when they needed actually tending to instead of countless work that time needent invested in. No, family/close friends, Freedom Fighter work, and people came before her looks now. The magenta hedgehg female thought she'd never say this; but her looks came second! And that was that! Turning back to her voyage carrier, she dove her upper body into the passenger seat to retrieve a single duffle bag containing the nesseccaties she needed for this trip. A gloved hand was able to swing it over her shoulder with ease while she got back down from it. Though she wanted to stand around to admire the beautious scenery... She had to go find Barlteby... Her breath hitched in her throat while she grasped at the area where her heart lie. A hue of crimson started tinting her recent pale complexed cheeks, and her eyes grew hazy in a love sick daze as the mink infested her mind. This shakey sigh fell from her lightly painted lips from the anxious yet excited anticipated feeling rising from deep with in her... She wanted to see him again so badly, but a part of her was afraid to! But she was here already, so there was no turning back...! A stern expression came to her face as she stared ahead of herself, ready to start on ahead to search for beloved. |
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| Deleted User | Feb 6 2010, 11:10 PM Post #9 |
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He watched her from his spot secluded in the shadows. His eyes following her as she came ashore. He glanced around to be sure she was truly alone. Then, he stepped from the shadows standing before her. With a polite bow he smiled and addressed her quietly. "Sonia." |
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| Deleted User | Feb 6 2010, 11:27 PM Post #10 |
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It had felt as thought time had come to a pausing point, or more a slowing point, as her eyes automatically trailed over to the form stepping out of the shadows to greet her. She felt breathless as he stalked over to her before bowing as he always did while speaking her name in a way that always made her want to melt instantaniously! Her body was moving much quickly then her mind as she took a step ahead to close some space between them. A delicate hand lowered having a couple of fingers sneak underneath his chin to raise it. It felt weird feeling his muzzle so scruffy, but that didn't matter! This over emotional grin plagued her own muzzle as she rose his head to cause their eyes to meet. Blue orbs were shining from wanting to just spill tears of overwhelming joy...! Mobius, how his eyes were just as gorgeous as the last time she saw them...! Though they seemed to shine in a different light... But she really didn't have time to think about it. "Bartleby..." His name rolled off her tongue so slowly and so silently. A loving soft tone backing it up all the while. Her body was frozen in place, unable to continue any future. Sonia was trapped in the moment. |
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| Deleted User | Feb 6 2010, 11:59 PM Post #11 |
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Bartleby closed his eyes for a brief moment as her fingers touched his chin. He felt like a lowly pilgrim standing before the object of his piety. Her touch sent an electric thrill along his spine. He let her raise his head as an obedient servant so that their eyes met. She was remarkably enchanting. Yet, it was her natural beauty that was her most winning feature. He always admired her strong, confident personality. Even as a pampered Princess, she had a charm about her that would cause the most despondent to turn back to the task at hand with a newfound cheery resolve. He saw the urgency in her eyes. She had missed him! Delicately, he placed his own hand atop hers, as he closed the space between them. His lips caressed hers, in a gentle kiss. His grip tightened around her hand, as his fingers interlaced hers. He gave her hand a slight squeeze, as he broke the kiss. He looked at her fondly, his true desire sparkling behind his deep blue eyes. "It has been far too long." He said presently. |
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| Deleted User | Feb 7 2010, 12:17 AM Post #12 |
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This was all nothing but a dream come true that became reality. A heavy lovestruck heart was soring as high as it could in the mental sense! For the Mobius, she was on cloud nine! Those wonderful eyes, that smooth yet callous touch, and the brush of a sweet loving kiss against her lips... Her mind felt drunk from all the affections she was recieiving all at once...! But that wasn't the entire case. No, her tiredness was starting to wear down her body! "It really has..." Was her the trailing of her sentence, her body falling forward and up against her mink lover's. The duffle bag hanging from her shoulders was slipping down her lax arms - hitting soft warm shore sand. Maroon furred knees started to bend as they were giving out too! Sonia wasn't trying to passout on him purposely, but she couldn't fight the tire that was overcoming her form any longer. She was pretty much trying to hold back long enough to fly to the island then to find Bartleby. Since she had gotten her anticipated tasks taken care of had she unintentionally stopped waring off the exhuastion in her system. And the emotional overload didn't help either! Eyelids were growing heavy as she was falling deeper into deeper into the dark depths of slumber...! And that warm being she was forced against with such a lovely musky alluring scent didn't help it much either! Unfortunatley to her dismay did her eyelids finally mask her faded out vision, and her body srtarted falling closer to the ground as she was now unconscious...! |
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| Deleted User | Feb 7 2010, 02:06 AM Post #13 |
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He watched as she fell before him. The sheer exhaustion of the trip finally catching up with her. He could only imagine the stress she had been under while working to help save her kingdom, protect her brothers, and do her duty to defend the freedom of all true Mobians. Instinctively, his arms reached out to her as he caught her before she fell fully in the sand. He was surprised at how light she was and how strong he had become. He carried her and her duffle to his plane. Then laying her upon the warm sand, he went and pulled the camouflaged netting down and put it away. Once done, he returned to her and lifted her up, setting her onto the passenger seat of the plane. He got into the pilots seat, and started the engine. He taxied a bit out of the cove then hit the throttle as the plane lifted from the water and gained altitude. He flew for a short while until he found a certain island. It was larger and had a variety of terrain on it. It was a volcanic island surrounded by lush jungle, and spotted with deep blue pools fed by sparkling waterfalls. The coast was a mixture of jagged cliffs laced with brilliant powdery beaches of pure white sand. A lush coral reef surrounded the island as the vibrant teal green water shimmered below. He landed the plane in the shelter of a cove then let it drift to be beached upon the sand. There he secured it to a stake. He carefully picked up Sonia and her bag and carried her up a narrow winding path through the jungle to a large hut on stilts. The structure's frame was made from large trunks of bamboo, and the walls were of smaller trunks. The fronds of palms were woven together to form the walls and roof, as well as mats of woven bamboo covered the floor. The roof was mostly palm fronds, and within the furnishings were hand made from bamboo and other materials found in the jungle. He laid her upon a four poster bed made from teak with a feather down mattress and down pillows. He pulled the mosquito net around her and let her sleep. Meanwhile, he went into the jungle to find dinner. Yes, things had changed between them, and perhaps for the better. |
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| Deleted User | Feb 7 2010, 06:49 PM Post #14 |
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It was her sense of smell that was waking her up... That little black hedgehog nose of hers started swaying to the smell of cooking food... Just as her nose had awoken was her eyelids following to conscious right afterwards. They twitched in a heavy rise before lifting from over her eyes, which were hazy. That is when an arm rose up swiftly to cover her eyes that instantly shut the second light had come into contact with them. A small groggily groan fell from her lips as her body arched in a stretch. Those legs of hers stretch as they bent a little while a gloved hand clutched the material of the bed... she was lying upon... This soft barely audible sigh was heard heaving from her chest then balancing of her lips. Where was she...? Is the first thought that crossed her mind as she started to rise, slowly moving her arm from shielding her eyes since they were adjusting to the light. What she spotted first was Bartleby cooking... She didn't even know he could cook, or even liked to... |
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| Deleted User | Feb 8 2010, 12:27 AM Post #15 |
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Bartleby looked up when he saw her stir. He stirred the meal bubbling away in the metal pot over the hot coals, then returned the lid letting the contents simmer. There was a chill in the air, as the sun had set and the cool air from the north blew in sinking down the mountain. There was a heavy perfume of night blooming jasmine, teak, citronella, cedar, and myrrh. Along with the light from the glowing coals, there were candles set in blown glass "hurricane lamps" which illuminated the scene. Along with intricately made metal lamps fitted with multi colored glass that shimmered like precious gems. It was truly exotic, foreign, yet warm and inviting. ![]() ![]() He walked over to her, and gently brushed aside the fine mesh that protected her from the mosquitos. He tilted his head as he sat down on the edge of the bed. He brushed aside a lock of her fushia fur as he gently caressed her tawny cheek. "Did you sleep well?" He asked quietly. "Dinner is ready. You can wash up |
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| Deleted User | Feb 8 2010, 03:09 AM Post #16 |
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Every thing was so... so esquisite...! The sight was much to behold! Her nostriles flared when the sweet aroma of nightly flowers started to enfumegate the enclosed vacinity. For once she was stuck in a silence that wasn't eerie, or something creeping up behind it to spring disaster upon anything! It was utterly a paradise! This was a perfect place for her to relax, and regain her mentally as well as recover from her exhaustion! Those eyes of hers followed the form of the other as he slowly approached her... Watching him as he took a seat along side her... Shuddering as a hand reached up to have his fingertips brush her hair quills so delicately then along one of her cheeks... Magenta eyelids blinked in slight astonishment in hearing the tone of his voice. Did she ever recall hearing him speak in such a way...? It was really forgein to hear such a silentness to his tone! A nod would motion her head slowly in response to his question. Gloved fingers tucked a few locks back behind a hedgehog ear. She never remembered feeling so... so shy or atleast this shy around him...! "It... it was nice..." Was her quick reply shorly after her nodding. "And could you point me to the washroom?" A small chuckle fell from her lips before she lowered her head while a crimson hue stained her cheeks. "I can't do as asked if I don't know where to look let alone much find it!" |
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| Deleted User | Feb 8 2010, 09:33 AM Post #17 |
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He nodded to a door covered by a curtain. "Across the rope bridge, you will find the bath house." He said warmly. "It's quite unique as the water is fed by a hot-spring so it stays a nice temperature. Please, make yourself at home here." The mink looked at her, then seeing the blank expression on her face he shook his head with a kind smile. "Come on." He said as he stood up offering her a hand. He took her across a rope bridge that led to a cavern. There was a carved basin lined with tile over which hung a huge lantern which flickered softly with candlelight. From an outlet in the wall trickled a small fountain. The bath was surrounded by palms and orchids. The walls were carved with exquisite patterns and natural motifs. ![]() |
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| Deleted User | Feb 8 2010, 11:36 AM Post #18 |
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Sonia had always been used to Bartleby being somewhat kind, usually offered to come into his own home back where he lived and watching as he showed off the place. He'd offer a few things in his old abode, but she never remembered him being so hospitable... She had to admit that it was refreshing... Though a little strange seeing him as polite without any facads hiding his true intentions or feelings. Not that she was implying to herself that he was anything of titles that implied him wrong! Her heat skipped a beat when he smiled so warmly at her. An excited shiver slipping down her spine when their hands touched... She could only nod as she stood up with him to follow along with him into the bath house he spoke of. Sonia's eyes gazed in awe at the decor of the bath house. The arcitexture was so amazing! She would defiantely have to take some time to go around this area for some site seeing! When she would really settle down inside the building to really freshen up would she pay more attention to the details. The hand encased in his grasp gave it a small squeeze as she was now peering up at him. "If you insist, but I won't try to impose too much...!" Is what she told him, though she didn't hesitate to plant a tiny affectionate kiss upon his scruffy cheek. "Thank you for what you've done for me so far..." A heart warming giggle fell from her lips. "You've always been a good host..." She meant it with all the best intentions then of a joking matter. |
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| Deleted User | Feb 8 2010, 12:55 PM Post #19 |
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He felt his cheeks burn a little when she kissed him. His hand squeezed hers lightly in return, as he swallowed hard. The thoughts running through his mind were not really the kind that gentlemen should be dwelling on. Yet, the atmosphere, her with him... alone, caused his pulse to race through his veins and he felt the air suddenly thick in the bath. Inhaling sharply, he let go of her hand and ran it behind his neck exhaling through his teeth with a low whistle. "Not always, and you know it Sonia." He replied frankly. "I will be leaving you, to.. to bathe... alone... where you should be." He cursed under his breath! Damn! Why was this so difficult? He did his best to compose himself then turning on his heel he left her alone. |
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| Deleted User | Feb 8 2010, 01:14 PM Post #20 |
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Hedgehog ears flattened against the top of her head, she wasn't trying to upset him with that! This small sly grin tugged at the corners of her lips in seeing the flustered disposition the other seemed to put himself into. She giggled to herself. He's absolutely adorable when he's embarrassed... Was what her thought was. She nodded to him as he was coming up with his paused response. "I'll be there to join you when I get done in here." Is what she told him, deciding to wait till he was out to start stripping since she didn't want to make him anymore flustered then he already was! She took her time in undressing herself, neatly folding her clothes besides the bath's edge. Her body shuddering in pleasure the moment she dipped the toes of her foot into the warm water to test it's temperature. "Hmmm..." A hum falling from her form as she was now fulling dipping her nude furred body inside the water. "Ahhh..." Was the pleasured sigh emitted from her lips as she first leaned back to relax, before moving a little ahead then dunking her head back to wet her hair quills. While she laid back for those few seconds while the water swayed thru her hair did she peer up to let her eyes explore the arcitexture of the celininge... "What such lovely and unique arcitexture..." She mused aloud before rising back up. Her torquoise irises now searching for any cleansing products to bathe herself in. |
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| Deleted User | Feb 8 2010, 01:51 PM Post #21 |
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He returned to the main hut and checked on dinner. Then he brought out bowls and dished up the gumbo setting them on a low table with rudimentary spoons, and small clothes that acted as napkins. He tried not to think about her. At least, he tried not to think about the evening to come. He did not really consider where they would sleep. He just assumed she would sleep in his bed and he would bunk out somewhere. Yet he could not forget that look in her eyes. The coy smile that flitted across her face as he stood flustered before her. His confidence flushed away, as everything they had known back in the other life, was passing shadows. In the other life, they would have never been in such a compromising situation. They were always surrounded by servants, and even when he proposed, he did it before her and her maids of honor. That was how it was then. Now things were different. They were really alone together, she was alone with him. He had nothing to brag about although most of the bragging was just a show. He would brag and show off his accumulative worth as a show to any other suitor that he could provide the best, and was the best. He never considered what she thought about him. Such decisions were never made by the individuals, but by the people doing the arrangement. You know, parents. The parents were gone now. He would be a gentleman. |
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| Deleted User | Feb 8 2010, 02:32 PM Post #22 |
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It didn't take her to long to find some shampoo and body wash to cleanse herself with. She picked up the bottle of shampoo, turned it upside down then opened it, and squirted a quarter sized amount of it upon her free hand. As she was starting to lather up her hair with the thick liquid did she have time to start thinking: Except for on a few rare occasions, and even then someone was always around, did she find herself ever alone with the male mink in the other building... Half of the time he had his mouth opened and was bragging about something that usually pertained to him, some times it being his family. Their betrothing just kind of came up one day. Apparently her adopted parents and Bartleby's had been planning that for a while now. She had to admit that, yes, it was nice having such a secure hold on physical neccessaties, but it wasn't what she really wanted in a way... Bartleby was a prize to be winning to most of the girls, but most of the time she had not of a romantic connection she would have liked with him. But she had a chance now! There were both alone. No one else around as far as she knew. This was a chance to rekindle anything they might have had going on in their relationship as well as start something a new... Sonia pushed her body ahead once more from the bath's edge to do another flip back to dunk her fushia locks inside the water to rinse them of the shampoo thickly within each strand. They were fiances with no real love life. That was some thing she didn't enjoy knowing. Over time she had better relationships with other furred men who chased after her, asking for her heart and lavishing her in the affections she wanted to sought out with the man she only truly loved. She wanted more then a wealthy arranged marriage with Bartleby! And she was going to make that work! This all too devious flirtious grin graced her muzzle while she stared up at the ceiling in a daze. Her eyes gleaming of determination! Whenever Sonia wanted some thing or someone, she made sure she got them! One or another she went thru many plans to get said object or person. The best way she found out by doing so was thru her looks and flirtious actions mainly on her part. As Mobius as her witness, was she going to make sure that they got to spend some quality together doing couple esque things. Rising up in a swift motion, Sonia brought her upper body upward. Her hands, which were growing wrinkley now from the moisture and heat of the bath, ran over her hair to squeeze the water from out of them. She wadded over to the bath's edge where she hoisted herself up onto the floor. A hand reaching over for the body wash as she was now sitting from out of the water. She went through the same motions with this bottle as she did the other one, now moving the new lather along her bare body. Sonia was going to make sure that they also did things such as kissing, hugging, holding, and anything else that would lead into dangerous waters for them to swim in... Aquamarine eyes were growing hazy as she felt a hue of scarlet warm her damp muzzle... If it came down to it, she would mind being caught in a position where they would came to a point to making love... She would admit to herself that that thought has crossed her mind many times! Bartleby was a very attractive male so it was an obvious fact that her sultry thoughts would involve him! It didn't take her long to hoist herself back into the steaming waters to rinse herself off in. Once she was done doing so, she found herself a towel to dry off with. Then hung it back up as she clothed herself then headed back over the bridge, and back into Bartleby's hut. Sonia was going to do what she could to make sure that Bartleby would now how it really was to play her fiance then her husband! |
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| Deleted User | Feb 8 2010, 05:28 PM Post #23 |
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He had dinner already dished out for her when she arrived. He gave her a small smile and pulled the chair out for her. Then, he joined her at the seat across from her. He ate quietly, the meal was simple compared to the fare the used to have. He did his best, he could only hope that she was satisfied with his humble offering. "How are your brothers?" He asked presently, as he took a drink of water. He was making simple conversation. Despite what she assumed about his feelings toward her two siblings, he actually did admire them. He knew that with them, she would be ok. He was not thrilled with the idea of her always being in danger, but he also understood that she would want it no other way. He was well aware of her abilities as a freedom fighter, even though she was the more spoilt of the three. He knew when things got tough, she would not hesitate to dig in and get her hands dirty. That's what he liked about her. He knew that was because of her brother's influence on her too. She had the confidence of Sonic, the wildness of Manic, and yet a certain common sense that balanced them both out. They needed each other. Perhaps, it was this truth that saddened him. He knew they needed her, as much as he did. He knew that his engagement with her drove a rift between the siblings, that no one really talked about because it was too painful to accept. His expression grew dark. He understood why her brothers did not like him. So, when the time did come and they found her, he did not hold her back. He let them "rescue" her, and whisk her away on a wild adventure. What happened afterward was a series of chance meetings, and he spent his time balancing between rich diplomat and charitable mobian. He had the money that kept Robotnik off his tail, and the political influence to keep the mobians happy. Yet, he was lonely. He was surrounded in wealth, and lived in luxury, yet such a thing did not satisfy him. Now, he was in the jungle. He was always moving. He lived as a wanted criminal, and enjoyed every moment of it. He felt like he was really alive instead of just going through the motions. Each day held a new challenge, and he learned how to survive from the locals. He grew stronger, and more confident as he learned the skills that seemed to have been hidden away under the layers of lazy opulence. |
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| Deleted User | Feb 8 2010, 08:11 PM Post #24 |
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That smile of his was returned with another from her, she nodded and murmured a small 'thank you' politely as she took her seat. The meal before her seemed be some sort of gumbo... Not that she was complaining, she was merely figuring out what it was that she was partaking her taste buds in. She scooted her chair up closer to the table. A hand reached down to take a spoon in it then dip it into the food. And after blowing on it cautiously, did she let her mouth consume the little amount inside of it. Light smacking of tasting could be heard before she hummed in satisfaction. For such a simple dish, this was amazing! Did he always cook? Or was it something he picked up living out here along these islands? Is what Sonia asked herself, letting herself eat a few more spoon fulls of the meal. Her eyes then met with his when her head a rose when he was starting coversation. It was a small surprised to her when he decided to ask of her brothers of all things! From what she had seen when Bartleby and Sonic and Manic had met that they had a heavy dislike for each other...! "Oh, same old same old." Was her beginning reply, swallowing the bit of the food tucked in her cheeks when address in coversation. "They've been working as hard as me also being deprived of sleep..." And it was the truth. They might not have seemed like Freedom Fighter material, let alone hard workers, but her brothers were. They did their part in trying to bring down the tyrannic fist that Robotnik entrapped the world with. She then decided that it was time for her to ask a question. And this one would be an obvious one for her to ask, which she had been wondering from time to time. The wondering growing recently when Bartleby came back into her life. "And what about you? How have you been?" Her eyes burrowed into his while this nothing but a grin of caring graced her muzzle. Halting in her eating as she keened in on him. |
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| Deleted User | Feb 8 2010, 11:38 PM Post #25 |
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He watched her, listening to her brief answer regarding her brothers. It was, after all, only small talk. When she posed the question as to his well being he was not totally taken aback. He ate, then taking a deep drink of sundew wine, he replied with a gesture at the surrounding abode. "If you have not noticed already, I have been keeping myself busy. I have been flying a few recon missions for the southern island freedom fighters. Thankfully, the extent of the missions have been nothing more than transport and some scouting. It would seem like Robotnik, has not paid much attention or have any interest in these islands. To the relief of the mobians living here and certainly to my own peace of mind. The jobs come and go, the occasional mobian will want a transport of various things mainly produce or perhaps the finished goods, you see around you. They cut me in a share of the final product as payment in turn. It's been a good life." With a satisfied smile he leaned back in his chair thoughtfully swirling the wine around in the bamboo cup. "Yes, but I am sure you have many a tale to tell of your fabulous adventures with your talented family? I know I will sit and listen ravenously, and throughly enjoy every sordid detail." He mused with a low chuckle. He looked up at her his eyes sparkling. The wine was effecting his senses now, he found himself feeling quite relaxed, and mischievous. Still, he would not press her. After all, he was a gentleman. |
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