Noa Clarke
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The Striving Fashion Designer
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Post by Noa Clarke on Jul 17, 2013 4:46:47 GMT
This wasn't what Noa would normally do, but her emotions were completely off. That girl was dead...those thoughts never came back to her. All she wanted now was comfort, and this was the thing she thought of.
She kicked her boots off and started to pull at his shirt.
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Post by Bishop Samson on Jul 17, 2013 4:49:38 GMT
Bishop began working on hers, merely because she was going at his. His conscious mind was off, for the most part; he was just going through the motions, having been all but blindsided by this.
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Noa Clarke
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The Striving Fashion Designer
Posts: 94
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Post by Noa Clarke on Jul 17, 2013 4:50:28 GMT
She helped him get hers off before going back to his. She just wanted this contact, this comfort, that was all. Anyone would do.
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Post by Bishop Samson on Jul 17, 2013 4:53:49 GMT
Bishop helped her get his own shirt off, before going to work on her pants.
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Noa Clarke
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The Striving Fashion Designer
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Post by Noa Clarke on Jul 17, 2013 4:54:52 GMT
Some time later, she lay in his bed, having fallen asleep.
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Post by Bishop Samson on Jul 17, 2013 4:56:58 GMT
Bishop had an arm around her in a semi-protective gesture, still somewhat reeling from what had just happened. But a moment later, drowsiness began to overtake him, and he fell asleep too.
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Noa Clarke
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The Striving Fashion Designer
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Post by Noa Clarke on Jul 17, 2013 4:59:31 GMT
By the time morning came she felt an arm still around her. She turned and found herself facing Bishop.
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Post by Bishop Samson on Jul 17, 2013 5:00:56 GMT
Bishop was beginning to stir. He wasn't quite awake.
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Noa Clarke
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The Striving Fashion Designer
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Post by Noa Clarke on Jul 17, 2013 5:01:46 GMT
She quickly pulled herself from his arm and got out of the bed, although by no means was it a smooth transition, it was filled with much shaking and movement on the bed. She started to pull her clothes back on.
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Post by Bishop Samson on Jul 17, 2013 5:06:43 GMT
"Hm? Oh, good morning to you too." Bishop muttered, turning over. He wasn't quite awake enough to realize what was happening yet.
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Noa Clarke
New Agent
The Striving Fashion Designer
Posts: 94
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Post by Noa Clarke on Jul 17, 2013 5:08:15 GMT
She had enough clothing on. She grabbed the rest in her hands, including her boots, and went quickly to the door, not bothering to say anything to him. She just opened it and closed it quickly behind, hurrying to her small room and getting in before anyone might see her.
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Post by Bishop Samson on Jul 17, 2013 5:10:15 GMT
Gale saw her leave, but merely settled his head back down and went to sleep.
Bishop was already asleep again. He would deal with it in the morning.
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