Thinking
Débuté par
AdorableAnarchist
, janv. 12 2010 06:25
#76
Posté 01 février 2010 - 08:40
Too cute!
#77
Posté 02 février 2010 - 12:14
I liked it alot
#78
Posté 02 février 2010 - 12:17
Hehe Kissing 101 for Alistair lol
#79
Posté 02 février 2010 - 01:35
Yeah, hopefully tomorrow I can write more than 300 words. I played catch up at work and then, after lunch, felt like Hell. In fact, it's 8:30 and I'm contemplating bed. LOL
Thanks for the kind words!
Thanks for the kind words!
#80
Posté 02 février 2010 - 04:45
may've been short, but nicely done. Take care of yourself. We'll be here
#81
Posté 02 février 2010 - 06:11
Awwwww, super cute!! Poor, dear dopey Alistair. XD
Hope you're doing well, AA, darn work and its workiness. :<
Hope you're doing well, AA, darn work and its workiness. :<
#82
Posté 02 février 2010 - 08:53
I liked it too!
May I suggest a heat/massage pillow from Bed, Bath & Beyond? They have a small one for the lower back, that I have used for my neck as well. It automatically shuts off after twenty minutes so you don't have to worry about burning yourself if you fall asleep due to the meds.
May I suggest a heat/massage pillow from Bed, Bath & Beyond? They have a small one for the lower back, that I have used for my neck as well. It automatically shuts off after twenty minutes so you don't have to worry about burning yourself if you fall asleep due to the meds.
#83
Posté 02 février 2010 - 05:11
Epson salt bath...with some peppermint tea bags in the water might make you feel good.
#84
Posté 02 février 2010 - 06:15
Aww, thanks guys! Ya know, I do have a massage cushion. I need to drag it out tonight.That's a great idea and I totally forgot I had this thing. I'm going to my regular doctor tomorrow because nothing is getting better (and I'm popping seriously strong pain meds like they are Pez) and, according to the xray doc I just talked to, there is narrowing between several vertebrae. Ugh. This whole getting old business is for the birds! PIGEONS!
However, I've been ruminating on Maly and Resa... I'm going to try and force Maly to make with the next bit tonight -- or today after my next meeting.
However, I've been ruminating on Maly and Resa... I'm going to try and force Maly to make with the next bit tonight -- or today after my next meeting.
#85
Posté 02 février 2010 - 08:45
Did you land on your back too?
#86
Posté 03 février 2010 - 01:05
remember when you try to force her, no means no




(if that offends im sorry just tryin to be silly)
(if that offends im sorry just tryin to be silly)
Modifié par MarcusDeVarro, 03 février 2010 - 01:06 .
#87
Posté 03 février 2010 - 01:50
@Tallon... No, I twisted in an odd pretzel shape as I grabbed the bannister.
@Marcus... Zo. My. GAWD! I choked on that one!!! nicely played.
@Marcus... Zo. My. GAWD! I choked on that one!!! nicely played.
#88
Posté 03 février 2010 - 02:03
MarcusDeVarro wrote...
remember when you try to force her, no means no
(if that offends im sorry just tryin to be silly)
I don't force anyone to do anything...I'm just very good at talking people into things lmao
*waves hand at Marcus* You want to go get me coffee and give AA a massage in the non sexual sense...
#89
Posté 03 février 2010 - 02:12
what do you want with your coffee?
ive got some oils in my trunk, plus i hear i give amazing foot massages
ive got some oils in my trunk, plus i hear i give amazing foot massages
#90
Posté 03 février 2010 - 04:06
*just sighs* Foot massages are the best...
#91
Posté 03 février 2010 - 04:39
I love your memories with Alistair . I picture him much the same way.
#92
Posté 10 février 2010 - 08:51
“Smitten.”
Resa glanced up from the gorget she was carefully repairing. She muffled a curse as the rivet she had been carefully hammering back in slipped. With a sigh she looked up at Leliana.
“What?”
“I said, you’re smitten,” the bard chuckled and knelt beside Resa. She held the gorget as Resa tried to hammer the rivet once more. She smirked as Resa snorted.
“I don’t know what you mean, Leliana,” Resa replied, her brow furrowed as she kept her gaze focused on the armor.
“Oh don’t think I haven’t noticed the way he watches you when you aren’t looking. The way he hangs on your every word,” Leliana jerked her fingers away as the hammer missed its mark.
Resa groaned and dropped the hammer. She was obviously not going to get the gorget finished tonight. Not with Leliana and her little comments. Resa ran her fingers through her hair as she turned to face her friend.
“I really don’t want to talk about this now,” she stated firmly, “In fact, I think I’m going to check the perimeter.”
Resa strode away, trying to get the memory of Leliana’s grin out of her mind. It was no one’s business! She wasn’t smitten! Was she? Out of sight of the camp, she began to pace.
Alistair was a good man. A bit naïve, but kind, not as stupid as he pretended. She smiled softly as she thought of the rose carefully tucked away in her pack. He had called her beautiful. There was a ring of sincerity to it when he said it that she had never heard before. But then, Alistair was not particularly good at dissembling. He wasn’t particularly good at flirting, but there was a bit of a learning curve there. And the kissing…
“Oh Maker’s left testicle,” she swore using Fergus’ favorite oath. Leliana was right. Smitten. Resa closed her eyes as she sagged against a tree. She had never really had female friends, so this was new territory for her. Of course, she had never wanted for male company, but there was never feelings attached. Not like this.
He gave her a rose because she was beautiful.
Resa raised a trembling hand to her mouth, “She’s right,” she said.
“Who’s right, Resa,” Alistair asked. Resa whirled in surprise, eyes wide as she regarded him.
“Nothing, Alistair, nothing at all,” she stammered.
He shrugged, willing to take her at her word for now, and offered her a hand, “Leliana says supper is ready.”
“I’ll be there in a moment,” Resa managed a smile and waved him away towards camp, “I just need a moment.”
Her eyes followed him as he returned to camp. She could feel her heart pounding and it was not just from him having surprised her. For an instant, she could almost smell the scent of roses on the air.
Smitten.
Dammit.
Resa glanced up from the gorget she was carefully repairing. She muffled a curse as the rivet she had been carefully hammering back in slipped. With a sigh she looked up at Leliana.
“What?”
“I said, you’re smitten,” the bard chuckled and knelt beside Resa. She held the gorget as Resa tried to hammer the rivet once more. She smirked as Resa snorted.
“I don’t know what you mean, Leliana,” Resa replied, her brow furrowed as she kept her gaze focused on the armor.
“Oh don’t think I haven’t noticed the way he watches you when you aren’t looking. The way he hangs on your every word,” Leliana jerked her fingers away as the hammer missed its mark.
Resa groaned and dropped the hammer. She was obviously not going to get the gorget finished tonight. Not with Leliana and her little comments. Resa ran her fingers through her hair as she turned to face her friend.
“I really don’t want to talk about this now,” she stated firmly, “In fact, I think I’m going to check the perimeter.”
Resa strode away, trying to get the memory of Leliana’s grin out of her mind. It was no one’s business! She wasn’t smitten! Was she? Out of sight of the camp, she began to pace.
Alistair was a good man. A bit naïve, but kind, not as stupid as he pretended. She smiled softly as she thought of the rose carefully tucked away in her pack. He had called her beautiful. There was a ring of sincerity to it when he said it that she had never heard before. But then, Alistair was not particularly good at dissembling. He wasn’t particularly good at flirting, but there was a bit of a learning curve there. And the kissing…
“Oh Maker’s left testicle,” she swore using Fergus’ favorite oath. Leliana was right. Smitten. Resa closed her eyes as she sagged against a tree. She had never really had female friends, so this was new territory for her. Of course, she had never wanted for male company, but there was never feelings attached. Not like this.
He gave her a rose because she was beautiful.
Resa raised a trembling hand to her mouth, “She’s right,” she said.
“Who’s right, Resa,” Alistair asked. Resa whirled in surprise, eyes wide as she regarded him.
“Nothing, Alistair, nothing at all,” she stammered.
He shrugged, willing to take her at her word for now, and offered her a hand, “Leliana says supper is ready.”
“I’ll be there in a moment,” Resa managed a smile and waved him away towards camp, “I just need a moment.”
Her eyes followed him as he returned to camp. She could feel her heart pounding and it was not just from him having surprised her. For an instant, she could almost smell the scent of roses on the air.
Smitten.
Dammit.
#93
Posté 10 février 2010 - 08:55
Twitterpated. That's also a good word.
This is adorable.
This is adorable.
#94
Posté 10 février 2010 - 09:01
I love that word! And thanks! it's nice to get back into the swing with the stories. Although, I may have to play DAO some this week to recapture the characters. I've been playing ME2 til my eyes bleed -- well, kinda. LOL
#95
Posté 10 février 2010 - 09:14
Still wanting a forum for Shep, so I'm sympathetic.
#96
Posté 10 février 2010 - 09:16
Yeah... I've got some Shep stuff perking away in my head right now. Might have to go ahead and write it just to see where it goes.
#97
Posté 10 février 2010 - 09:50
Awwww...
Lovely bit of realization there. Poor Resa... that state of "dammit" can be quite frustrating. XD
#98
Posté 10 février 2010 - 09:58
Nice little entry.
#99
Posté 11 février 2010 - 01:01
Glad you are back. How is your neck?
#100
Posté 11 février 2010 - 01:06
Sialater wrote...
Twitterpated. That's also a good word.
This is adorable.
LOL Bambi ftw well correction Friend Owl.
As for my review...Very cute





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