Post by tabatha on Nov 30, 2006 23:48:49 GMT -5
Apolo took his time walking around, trying his hardest not to make any noises, not one rustle of leaves, or snap of a twig. His ears tuned in, and heard a man's growly voice talk to himself. It took him back, he glanced at his bandaged hand, then looked up. His eyes, usually flirty, soft, were hard. This man has threatened Majory for the last time. Sighing, wishing he had put on tennis shoes, he slowly made his way towards the man who was growing more agitated by the minute.
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Majory was half awake, when she buried her face into Apolo's pillow, inhaling his scent. She murmured, missing the warmth of a sleeping body next to her. She looked around, still dazed. It was odd, there was no draft coming in, and Wulfric was acting out of character, his ears up, then back, hair up, growling. "What is it boy? What's wrong?" She got up, intending to look for him. He may be in the bathroom, Majory, get a hold of yourself.
She chided herself, but went to look anyway. The kitchen was softly lit with a light above the stove, the living room, to her dislike, was empty, The tv left on, she found the remote and turned it off. The front door was unlocked, she clicked it and made sure it was now locked. She tapped on the bathroom door, tapped her foot.
"Apolo, I know you didn't show modesty earlier, but if you are, um, going to the bathroom, you'd better hurry up." She steeled herself, then opened the door. And to her dismay, the bathroom was empty. Fear bit deep. She ran to the bedroom, first the spare, then the one they spent their first time together. She was shaking. "Apolo?" She whispered. Then she noticed the doors, they were closed, and locked. "Oh, please, not now, not now." She sank onto the bed, shuddering. Where was he?
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Majory was half awake, when she buried her face into Apolo's pillow, inhaling his scent. She murmured, missing the warmth of a sleeping body next to her. She looked around, still dazed. It was odd, there was no draft coming in, and Wulfric was acting out of character, his ears up, then back, hair up, growling. "What is it boy? What's wrong?" She got up, intending to look for him. He may be in the bathroom, Majory, get a hold of yourself.
She chided herself, but went to look anyway. The kitchen was softly lit with a light above the stove, the living room, to her dislike, was empty, The tv left on, she found the remote and turned it off. The front door was unlocked, she clicked it and made sure it was now locked. She tapped on the bathroom door, tapped her foot.
"Apolo, I know you didn't show modesty earlier, but if you are, um, going to the bathroom, you'd better hurry up." She steeled herself, then opened the door. And to her dismay, the bathroom was empty. Fear bit deep. She ran to the bedroom, first the spare, then the one they spent their first time together. She was shaking. "Apolo?" She whispered. Then she noticed the doors, they were closed, and locked. "Oh, please, not now, not now." She sank onto the bed, shuddering. Where was he?
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