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The derivative effects of her smile lay in his complimentary nature. There was something so very genuine about it, which was causing her guard to slip further and further down. How had he analyzed her to the point of truly seeing beneath a bit of her "make-up" as it were? His remarks were spot on and yet he didn't seem to be trying to terribly hard to be someone other than who he might naturally be when in the company of another that he enjoyed sharing a meal with. Her smile widened a little as he left the proverbial ball in her court as to when the night might end. Part of her wanted it to continue on, but the nagging of self-awareness in the comfort of his presence was something that gave her pause.

Before she could consider the question too terribly much, Scott spoke up and his words peaked her interest, Van Halen being a band she'd love to see and simply couldn't bring herself to attend a concert alone. She laughed without pretense, "Of course you know the stadium manager. Why am I not surprised?"

Sara took his offered invitation and slipped it in her purse before lifting an eyebrow and motioning for him to follow her across the busy street and to the small bridge that sat just beyond one's view. The night perfect for a walk and company as long as the conversation stayed away from her. She looked up at the night sky, the stars winking at her in various cadences as she stopped at the edge of the street and waited for the proper moment to yell, "Let's go" before crossing the street.

The sound of cars racing behind them covered up the soft swish of the water just ahead, but anticipated the promise of it's welcome. Looking over her shoulder she caught his eye, "I honestly didn't realize you could be complementary. You play quite a different role at the hospital in front of our peers. I suppose in part I do as well to be completely fair, but I certainly hope this is the real you and not who you think you should play to be in order to possibly get my help on your new project."
That is because my momma was ill and you nuggetheads don't talk to each other...

MEN!
Something felt off in the movement of the crowd around her, a few heads turning to watch a stranger move through the center of the room, a member of her father's guard in appearance, but something in the way he held himself gave his confidence away. Not to say that the guard her father trained for the castle weren't confident, but like most of the men under the great ruler, they knew their place at his feet and held no longer the strength and conviction that had at the commencement of their would-be careers in the palace. She paid the passerby attention only long enough to assume something was being spun into motion beyond her control.

Instead of giving care to the nagging in her subconscious, she moved through the large ornate doors and out amongst the crowds, her long silk robes dragging the ground and giving those that moved around her a reason to stop and take a second glance. Rarely was she able to mill about with commoners and yet the people of her father's kingdom were far from it. Scientist, inventors, doctors and scribes filled the streets as the soft glow of their sun broke through the clouds and warmed her skin.

A collective sigh lifted from around her and the smile that touched her lips felt almost foreign in her dilapidated spill of emotions as of late. There was little she could say to her father without him becoming quite demeaning and dominate in stature. To try and press an issue awarded detriment to those with enough courage to venture down that dark alley.

She looked around before pulling up the long weight of her skirt and placing a bare foot on a long smooth stone that lead to a silty path of rock and crushed sandstone, the inhabitence of human origin very rarely having traveled it's offer. She brushed her long hair behind her shoulder and moved with agility and purpose, the setting of the sun only a site to be seen from the edge of Gillion's valley and though she was forbidden to go there - she often did.

One did what was required to remember that life was created to be lived.
Forgive me, my friend.

My mother fell ill and life got rough. :(

I'll post up if you're still interested. You're call completely.

Kate
In a life too busy for one person. :) I'll be on YIM tomorrow. Forgive my absence, yobo. Hope you're well my friends.
Just my fist then my forehead.
Omg that's funny... I'm giggling over here.

I'm doing a morning study time myself and I'm not a morning person. Went well today though, actually enjoyed myself.

Day go well??
The link works it just says your library is private and doesn't allow me entrance. :(
Yes we'll I'm thinking we've lost him. We can move around him if needed. I haven't seen Y in more than a week either.
Exactly. I'm feeling rather crabby today. Run...
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