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Faurosk blinked twice to himself, surprised. He'd taken her words literally for a moment, only to reassess them at face level. Finally, he took a mental step backwards and realized the hyperbole she'd probably intended. "Mm... That's not a date, Rainie. That would be kidnapping," he teased...

As quick as Rainie was to draw back her expectations for the day, her talk of "bravery" had settled just long enough to send Faurosk staggering. He reeled for a moment, adjusting on the bed and glancing across the room. When she confessed her desire for slowness, he stilled. When she told him...

With one hand still caught and ensnared by her fingers, Faurosk sent his other to take Rainie by her waist. He drew her in, guided her to his side until she rose onto her knees to dare ever closer. Part of him wanted to pull her all the way into his lap, and it wasn't a quiet part, either. Even...

How close can two lodestones get before their attraction overpowers the forces keeping them apart? Natural law dictates that the answer should vary from one case to another, but there will be an answer. The last distance. The point after which separation becomes an impossibility. What natural...

Those hairline fractures in his exhausted facade spread steadily at Rainie's returned fire of teasing. Sir Big head- Faurosk had never been knighted so far as his memory served, but was this really the time for him to start disbelieving and debating her? He decided, no, it wasn't, and allowed...

Faurosk fell into a deep and thoughtful mood as her story was spun through its course. It was a stark change of mood from their back-and-forth flirtation, but there were a number of facets to her tale that caught his interest. Namely that the story lacked an apparent 'savior'-- Save, of course...

Faurosk took the steps in contented silence, and a quick glance about the modest quarters he'd rented did little to dull his satisfaction. Certainly, he'd encountered better rooms at kinder prices, but for a private conversation, he could abide in the Rest awhile yet. Rainie's spellcraft with...

The wizard's arm put up a token, unconscious resistance as Sigrith went to pull away. This piteous display came to an abrupt end when, his warmth removed, Faurosk awoke with a snort. He blearily rose, the rigor mortis of dreamless sleep causing him to straighten up as though he'd just been pried...

Her wizard's composure held out well, but it couldn't last forever. At her wordless tilt towards the bar, his eyebrows furrowed, then raised. A curse passed his lips in a murmur of disbelief, and he too rose to his feet. "I'm surprised that worked," Faurosk noted dryly, smiling as though they'd...

"Yes, yes... You're a witch, I'm a wizard," he mused aloud as he carefully drew in toward her side. Blinking did little to aid his eyes in adjusting to the dark, but the man tried anyhow. "Yet by some miracle, we've kept from turning each other into a newt, or rat, or worse. I'm almost tempted...

Faurosk tried his best to look pensive and thoughtful, but he couldn't restrain a grin that threatened to crack his stoic facade. Internally, he thought and re-thought a forward path at least twice over. Planning had never been his forte, not with so little information to go off of...

It was a poor joke, and Faurosk was quick to dismiss it as such. He slumped back in his chair, smiling in amusement. That's what they'd been reduced to, was it? Across the whole of her body, he'd somehow found the newest scar in her chronicle of adventurers only for that rubbish pun to take away...

He eyed Rainie's throat, poking the tip of his tongue from the corner of his mouth as he considered carotid artery. He hadn't had a reason to look so closely in the past, so this scar could have very well evaded his notice throughout their friendship of years past. Then again, those who could...

By this point, he'd been forced to retract his arm from her shoulders. His gaze raked across her palms with an attention characteristic to his trade, yet not so much as a cat's scratch stood out to his scrutiny. "I wouldn't badly thump anyone, unless I agreed with you that they needed it," he...

Although a furrow between his eyebrows might have hinted at how surprised he'd been with her initiative, his breathing continued evenly as she probed across his cheek. Her determination paid off quickly- gods be praised -and there was half a second of disappointment that rose across his face. It...