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Post by Kanchana on Nov 22, 2010 2:32:37 GMT -5
He grabbed her hand, dragging her towards the lighted building.
"Close your eyes," he demanded, covering them with his hand as well and pushing the door closed. He couldn't wait to see her reaction!
Slowly, careful not to let her fall, he lead her thoug the doorway and posed her just inside the door.
"Alright," he said "open."
He smiled down at her in earnst, looking out over the candle lit ice rink. It was empty, apart from the table sitting beside the ring. Candles ran around the outside, lighting the path to the rink as well as the table.
Red and pink rose petals also decorated the ice.
"Can you skate?" he asked quietly, grey orbs dancing with amusement.
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Post by Jenny Night on Nov 22, 2010 16:00:58 GMT -5
"oh il mio dio," she gasped when she saw what was waiting for them, completely amazed. "Are you serious?" She knew he already was, though she had not wanted him to be. To see something like this waiting for her was something she had not thought possible. "And yes I can. It was something I learnt as a child."
OOC:
oh my god
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Post by Kanchana on Dec 1, 2010 3:20:09 GMT -5
"Good," he murmered, taking her coat from her narrow shoulders and set it onto the bench before pulling two sets of skates out from under the bench and handing her the smaller pair.
"Some sport before dinner?" he asked with a warm grin, pulling off his shoes and tugging on the skates before heading towards the ice, waiting beside the rose petals for her.
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Post by Jenny Night on Dec 1, 2010 3:36:56 GMT -5
She chuckled. It had been a long time since she'd done anything like this. Not to mention with someone as close to her as he was now. Smiling though, she nodded, easily moving on her own skates.
"Been too long since I last unwound like this." She smiled though, knowing that she would be able to do this easily. "I used to ice skate in competitions when I was seven. Haven't skated since I was ten."
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Post by Kanchana on Dec 1, 2010 4:09:41 GMT -5
"Well then," he chuckled "I might actually have a chance."
He took her hands lightly, leading her as he skated backwards. He liked having the light contact between him, it made his heart flutter in unknown ways.
He knew it sounded girlie, childish even. But it was true, everything with Maya made him want to smile.
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Post by Jenny Night on Dec 1, 2010 23:06:30 GMT -5
She chuckled as he lead her out onto the ice. There was no doubt in her mind that she was going to enjoy this. At first she was a little shaky, but it did not take long at all for her to remember the many lessons she'd had as a kid.
"I forgot how much I used to enjoy this." She was enjoying this, it had been too long since she'd last been out on the ice like this.
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Post by Kanchana on Dec 1, 2010 23:34:42 GMT -5
He laughed, a carefree and yet kind smile growing upon his handsome features.
"I'm glad," he murmered, slowly letting go of her smaller hands and allowing her to skate by herself for a moment, but he could not keep his hands off her. His warm hands rested around her waist, allowing them to skate side by side.
"Did you want to take a break?" he asked her quietly "have some dinner?"
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Post by Jenny Night on Dec 2, 2010 0:47:09 GMT -5
She did not mind skating, but it was something that tired you after a while. "Sounds good," she replied. On the ice though, was where she was most talented, not on the fighting side of things. Her mother had often thought that she would have the talent to go a long way when it came to ice skating, she'd started taking figure skating lessons. That was before her mother had remarried. Her step father had squashed her dream of being better than she had been and enlisted her in the army. What a pity it had been, to have so many years wasted.
As she moved back towards the edge of the ring though, she swerved away from Ceylon for a few minutes, wanting to see if she remembered something she had perfected as a kid. Smiling, she crouched down, bending her whole body down so that she seemed to be squatting. One foot came up out into the air above the ground, knee just above her butt. Her arms stretched out, gripping the airborn foot carefully. For a few seconds she spun around, before lowering that foot again, and rising back onto her feet.
She then moved back towards the edge of the ring, where Ceylon was, waiting for her. She smiled. "Didn't know if I could still do that. been a long time since I last did that. Used to compete in minor competitions when I was seven. Then mum remarried and I got chucked into the army, against my better nature by my step father. Didn't get a choice in the matter at all." She sighed though, knowing it was no good to dwell on the past. At least she had not forgotten much of what she'd learnt back in those days.OOC: 300 words... wow 
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Post by Kanchana on Dec 2, 2010 2:05:19 GMT -5
He watched her move away, fighting his want to follow after her and simply watched her.
She was as graceful on the ice as she was on land, her even strides so neat and perfect as she glided over the thick, pallid ice.
But it was when she started her spin, that he watched with pure awe. Something he had done for years, it had taken him years to even try such a trick and here she was, years after she learnt it, doing it as perfect as if she had done it for years.
"Well done," he said with a smile as she headed back over to him, gliding backwards and over towards the table while holding her hands. He pulled back her chair, gesturing for her to sit.
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Post by Jenny Night on Dec 2, 2010 2:16:06 GMT -5
She smiled as she left the ring again. She knew what she was capable of when it came to ice skating. It had been too long since she'd been on this sort of thing. She knew though that with enough concentration, she would be able to do everything she had once before again.
"Thanks. Wasn't sure if that was going to work at all. Like I said, its been twelve years since I've done something like this at all." She blushed. She knew what she could do though and that was something that pleased her. "I'm a little amazed I can still pull things like that off. If I can still do something simple like that, it makes me wonder if I can still do some of the more difficult things I learnt."
She sat down though, knowing that he was definately bringing out a side to her that had not been seen in as long as since she had last been on ice like this.
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Post by Kanchana on Dec 2, 2010 2:22:51 GMT -5
He smiled as he tucked in her chair.
"Well, your really good," he commented, taking his own seat and grinning at her slightly.
"Shepard pie anyone?" he asked, raising the silver lid to show the meal below. He knew it wasn't the most romantic dish, but it was her favourite and so was the dessert he made. Lemon Cheescake could bring out the best in anyone.
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Post by Jenny Night on Dec 2, 2010 3:24:26 GMT -5
She burst out into laughter as she heard his words again. Somehow she was changing in her very own eyes. More of the kid that had been hand raised by a single mother was showing through the enemy face she had. Though her days in the army would always haunt her she knew that she was safe with him.
"How on earth did you know I liked that?"
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Post by Kanchana on Dec 2, 2010 3:34:39 GMT -5
He chuckled, looking at her with a playful smile.
"I have my ways," he said mysteriously, cutting her some and placing it on her plate. He had chosen the simple, well liked yet romantic date for the two of them. Not that he had ever been on many dates in his life, he actually had no idea what he was doing.
Digging into his own pie, he watched her closely.
"Tell me something I don't know about you," he said, smiling easily. He wanted to know everything there was to know about her, and in return, if she wanted, for her to know everything about him.
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Post by Jenny Night on Dec 2, 2010 5:24:04 GMT -5
"Well, what would you like to know?" She smiled at him as she started to eat. Thinking though, she knew that her step father would be furious with her for talking to Ceylon, and she shuddered, pushing the thought away.
"You know I'm from Italy. But thats only half of me. My father was German. Well, my birth father anyway. They were good freinds, my father and step father. Dad died and then somehow I end up with his best mate as a step dad? Something fishy about that."
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Post by Kanchana on Dec 2, 2010 5:34:05 GMT -5
He half smiled at her, glad that she was being some-what honest and open with him.
"What about the girls?" he asked shyly, unsure if she wanted to answer about that "who's their father..."
He guessed they weren't really 'first date' questions, but they were part of her and now part of his life. There was also something else he wanted to ask her.
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