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Post by brendan on Jul 15, 2009 15:07:20 GMT -5
Brendan felt Stacey squeeze his hand in reassurance when he had told her it had been some time since he had been dancing. It made him grin, and he felt himself relaxing a little. "Yeah, maybe so, can't go far wrong with ya beside me eh Bambi?" Brendan said softly, and laughed a little. It had been a while, he wasn't lying about that, but somehow he felt he would be fine, because something about being with Stacey made him feel assured.
As they entered the club after the bouncers gave Stacey the nod of approval as well, he felt her drop his hand but wrap her arm through his instead, as she did this, he bent down and kissed her hand, and then looked up, staring into her eyes for a few seconds as he smiled at her, he really was going to enjoy this night.
The music was really loud, and as he scanned the crowd he began to think maybe he was too old for all of this, there were so many young people there, and they were all bouncing around to this music. For a few seconds he was beginning to wish he had asked her to go elsewhere instead. But then he looked at her and saw how happy she was to be there, he realised he couldn't take it away from her.
"Guess I can do a bit of dancin' sure." Brendan said with a wink, and a grin, hoping to god he wouldn't embarrass the girl. But then the beat changed and Brendan realised it was a Britney song, one he had listened to quite a few times after his split from Megan, and his first reaction was to just walk away and say he couldn't do it. But as he looked down into Stacey's eyes, and heard her say it was the remix version, he changed his mind. It was time to move on he realised. He couldn't do this anymore, he could no longer wallow in the past, wallow in the what could have been.
Shaking his sad feelings off, and realising he was with an incredibly gorgeous woman, one who could hopefully heal his wounded heart, he took her hands in his own, "Sure, c'mon then." He said, as he bent down and kissed her on the top of the head and led her to the dance floor. Once he found a clear spot, well as clear a spot on the busy dance floor he could get, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled Stacey close to him, all worries about his dancing forgotten, as he swayed with her from side to side, as he bent down to nuzzle into her neck as they danced.
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Post by Anastacia Potter on Jul 16, 2009 6:10:15 GMT -5
She knew that it was right to hook her arm around his, and then he kissed her hand. She had never had anyone do that before, and hoped it wouldn't be the last time either. Once again her heart skipped a beat as Brendan just looked at her, like she was special for once. Stacey hadn't felt this way in so long, and knew that something was definately happening between the two of them.
Stacey was glad that Brendan agreed to dance with her. The wink and grin was encouraging, letting her know that he was probably just doing it for her sake. But Stacey didn't want to force him, but was glad that the song she knew was one that was a bit slower for him to start off with. That kiss he put on her head felt right, as Brendan led her to the dance floor. Once they had a spot to themself on the dance floor, Brendan wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her close to himself. Stacey instantly reached up, and put her arms around his neck.
Stacey felt like she was in her own little world with Brendan right now. The music, the movement of their bodies together, it just felt right. Just when Stacey was getting into the momentum of their dancing, Brendan nuzzles into her neck. His hot breath on her skin brought goosebumps to it. She shivered slightly, and then moved her arms from his neck to his torso area. Without realising it, Stacey soon realised that she was running her fingers up and down his back, along his spine. She then stopped, just resting her open hands on his back.
Stacey felt like she could just stay like this forever. The moment just felt like eternity to Stacey - a good time nonetheless. But this moment soon came to a close when the song finished, and ran into an upbeat song, which Stacey didn't recognise. Still keeping close to Brendan, she didn't want to move. "Why did the song have to end?"
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Post by brendan on Jul 16, 2009 14:37:27 GMT -5
As Brendan put his arms around Stacey's waist and pulled her close to him, she wrapped her arms around his neck. Brendan thought it just felt natural, and as they both swayed to the music Brendan wanted the moment to last forever. The song was brilliant to dance slowly to and it was a good way to start Brendan off, get his moves back so to speak.
After Brendan had nuzzled into Stacey's neck, her arms moved from his neck down to his torso at the back, not that it bothered him, and he actually kissed Stacey on the forehead again. For a few seconds he felt her hands run up and down his back and along his spine, making him shiver slightly. But it was nice. Her hands soon stopped however, and just rested on his back. Brendan couldn't help but smile.
Their dance had been really good, and it really was as if they were in their own little world. So, Stacey was not the only one disappointed when the song finished. "I don' know Bambi, but the moment don' hafta end." He said softly into her ear, even if it were an upbeat song on now. "Jus' keep yer eyes closed an' think of a slow song, like am doin', like maself, am singin' 'Flyin' Without Wings' by Westlife in ma head, an' it feels jus' righ'." He said as he kept her close to him and continued to sway with her.
He didn't give a damn who was looking and what they thought of their slow dance now the music had gone upbeat. Who cared, they were in their own world and that was the best world to be in. However, he knew that she had come here to dance, and if she wanted to dance to some upbeat songs he would do it, just because he was taken with her.
"However, if a good upbeat song comes on ya want to dance to, jus' tell me and I'll start with ma upbeat moves." He replied, with a wink, as he was half joking and half serious. He would dance to any upbeat track she wanted, providing he didn't embarrass her with his dance moves. Last time he had been dancing in a club he was a teenager. In fact, the last time he had slow danced was at his High School Prom with Faith, oh didn't that night lead to something he hadn't planned on. He began to wonder how she was keeping, as he never heard from her again after that night.
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Post by Anastacia Potter on Jul 17, 2009 5:50:06 GMT -5
Brendan kissing Stacey on her head felt nice, making the moment more memorable. She felt more special now, than she had in so long. When she was younger, Stacey sort of did feel special, but as she got older, she just felt like she was just another notch on a guy's belt. Maybe Stacey's life might just turn around for her now.
Stacey had to agree with Brendan, when he commented that the moment doesn't have to end. Hearing him whisper in her ear, made her feel like she was in a dream, which she didn't want to wake up from. "I don't want the moment to end either B." Sounds like she has another nickname for Brendan. When he suggested that she keep her eyes closed, Stacey looked up at his face seriously, then did what he said. She rested her head on his shoulder, and closed her eyes.
Stacey could hear Brendan talking, even with her head trying to think of a good song, but the song he mentioned popped in her head instead. "No, no. I am okay right where I am right now. No need to get all hot and sweaty with the whole dancing thing. This kind is the good kind for now." Stacey felt she could stay like this forever. Just being close to a guy who was truly into her, just kept making the night that much more special.
After about three minutes, Stacey felt like she needed to sit, as she was getting quite hot in the club. Slowly pulling away from Brendan, and looking into that gorgeous face, she spoke loud enough for him to hear her. "Would it be okay if we go and sit down for a bit. I am feeling a bit hot on the dance floor, and not because I am with you." Did she just say that? Stacey began to swear in her head, hoping that he didn't think that she was being over confident or something.
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Post by brendan on Jul 17, 2009 17:46:57 GMT -5
Brendan's eyes twinkled when he heard Stacey call him B. It was like she had just found another nickname for him, and he quite liked it, as much as he loved being called Dimples, being called B, which was obviously the initial of his name, was quite refreshing. "Got maself a new nickname from ya have I?" He asked, but he was grinning, "I love it." He added, in fact, he was beginning to think it wouldn't care what she called him, he was drawn to her so much, that he was sure he'd be happy what ever she called him.
He then watched as she closed her eyes like he suggested, and placed her head on his shoulder. He leaned his head down so that his chin was gently resting on top of her head. Brendan was seriously losing himself in this moment with Stacey. After Megan, he didn't think he'd ever feel this way again, but he had, because he was feeling it now.
Brendan was glad when Stacey wanted to continue dancing the way they were. He would dance to an upbeat song, he would do it for her, but since it had been so long, he really didn't want to embarrass her. If this was going to continue between them, he'd have to maybe start taking dancing lessons. He laughed in to himself at that thought. Brendan Harris taking dancing lessons, his cousins would tease the hell out of him, but he didn't care.
He lifted his chin from resting on her head and kissed the top of her head again. He wasn't completely sure why he kept doing that, other than it just felt right to him. In fact, the moment was so magical he was beginning to wonder if he was in some kid's fairy tale of romance, that Stacey was the princess and he was the prince.
After a few minutes, Brendan felt Stacey pull away from him slowly and then explained she needed to sit, that she was feeling a bit hot on the dance floor and not just because she was with him. He couldn't help himself, but twinkle his eyes, and smile deeply, showing off those remarkable dimples of his and said in a mock disappointed voice, "An' here I was hopin' it was jus' cause of me." He replied and winked at her. He immediately put his arm around her waist, "C'mon then." He said softly as he gently walked her back to where they had been sitting before.
Once they were sat down, Brendan took her hand in his own, and interlocked his fingers with her, looking into her eyes, holding the gaze, "Ya know Bambi, am real glad I met ya tonight, after the difficult time I had over the past few weeks, never thought I'd see maself feelin' like this again, but I swear it's happenin' an' I know I don' want it to stop."
Just then a young Chinese woman came toward their table, she was selling single red roses, Brendan knew he couldn't let the opportunity pass. "Two dollars each, you want one for pretty lady?" She asked, and Brendan handed over a twenty dollar bill and took out two. "Keep the change." He said, the woman bowed to him, with a big smile on her face.
"Sank you, sank you so much!" She said, in her strong accent and walked away from their table again. He then took his hand from Stacey again briefly and immediately snapped the stem of one of the roses so that it was shorter, and placed it in behind Stacey's ear, and then handed her the other one. "Fer ma Stacey, ma beautiful Bambi." He said and then took Stacey's hand once more and again interlocked his fingers with her own, and just stared at her.
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Post by Anastacia Potter on Jul 19, 2009 5:51:48 GMT -5
The wink, the twinkle in his eye, the smile, his dimples, just everything about Brendan Stacey loved so far. His personality was also shining through for her as well. This man was just too wonderful for Stacey to imagine being with, and she secretly begin to pinch herself when dancing, to actually make sure that she was in reality. If she only had a friend with her right now, she would excuse herself, and talk to them in private about everything she had been feeling. But since that was not the case, Stacey would have to confide in Brendan.
As they walked towards where they had been sitting before, Stacey felt like she was walking on cloud nine. The feel of Brendan's arm around her waist, felt so good, making her feel like he truly liked being with her, even though they had only now known each other for a couple of hours. Stacey heard the music only in the distance now, which was good, so that they could talk more.
As soon as they sat down, Brendan took her hand in his own, and interlocked his fingers in hers. Stacey looked down at this connection, and then looked up at Brendan, who was now looking into her eyes. She couldn't look away, as he spoke to her. When he was talking about his feelings, which was new for her, as most of the guys she had seen over the years, never ever spoke about what they were feeling. Stacey felt her breath catch in her throat as she said that he was glad that he had met her tonight. "Brendan, I don't want this to stop either. I think that you are the best thing to happen in my life so far. I have been thinking alot tonight, knowing that some of the things that I have been feeling, I have never felt before."
Then a chinese lady came over with red roses. Stacey watched as Brendan bought two, and let the woman keep the change from the twenty he had given her. The woman looked like she was going to fall over with getting a tip of sixteen dollars. Stacey smiled at her as she left. "Brendan that was very generous of you." She then watched as Brendan snapped the stem of one of the roses to make it shorter, and then she felt the flower go behind her ear. He then gave her the other rose.
Stacey heard ringing in her ears, thinking she was going to pass out for some reason, but soon she was back. "Thank you Brendan. They are beautiful." Stacey smelt the rose in her hand, while Brendan went back to intocking their fingers again. She saw he was staring at her, but due to her feeling hot still, Stacey just snuggled into his body, and put her head on his chest. Closing her eyes, she wondered what she should do next.
"B, you should know that I am really happy at the moment. I have never meet anyone who had made me feel this way. I don't know whether it is because you are a bit older, who knows. All I know is that I ... " Stacey felt a little light headed again. "Um, Brendad. Would it be okay to call it a night?" I am feeling a bit funny at the moment. Not sure, maybe I have just had a big night."
Stacey hadn't felt like this before, and maybe all the emotion of the past couple of hours might have been pushing her to her emotional limits. She got up, but then felt her legs give way.
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Post by brendan on Jul 19, 2009 13:02:56 GMT -5
{Woah, powerful emotional post! I fink Brendan's in lurve haha}
When Brendan had began to tell Stacey how he was feeling, he was glad that it wasn't making her feel uncomfortable with him, if anything, she then told him how she was feeling, which Brendan was more than pleased to hear. Not that he was getting a big head over it, far from it, it was just nice to hear Stacey speak that way about him. He smiled, showing off those dimples, actually they were a fairly dominant feature of his, even when he wasn't smiling, but smiling made them stand out all the more.
"Tha's real good to know Bambi, it's good to know am not the only one feelin' somethin'." Brendan replied with a smile, "I've only ever felt this way about someone once afore, but trust me, I know wha' am feelin' an' it's a good feelin' am real glad I've found tha' special someone." Brendan explained some more. It was true, he had only felt like this once before, with someone he thought was the right person, but, now, being here with Stacey, he began to realise he had been wrong.
Brendan smiled at Stacey when she commented his tip to the Chinese woman was rather generous. "I ain't bein' big headed or nothin' but I can afford it, an' I always think if ya can make someone else happy by bein' a bit generous, then why not?" Brendan said with a big smile on his face which only deepened the already visible dimples and made his eyes twinkle more than ever.
Stacey then thanked him for the roses, saying they were beautiful, he winked at her, "Yer welcome, besides, yer the beautiful one, all they're doin' is enhancin' wha' ya already got." Alright, so someone walking past might have thought that Brendan just being his usual smooth self, but he was actually being honest. He then felt her snuggle into him, and lay her head on his chest, he used his free hand to run his fingers through her hair.
As she lay there, she then went on to say she was really happy right now, and that she wasn't sure if it was because he was a bit older, but all she knew and then she stopped, saying she wasn't feeling too good. "An' here I was jus' 'bout to tell ya the same thing, tha' am really happy righ' now an' all. Sure didn' think I had tha' kinda effect on ya mind." He said with a grin on his face, he was only teasing her, but as she went to stand up, he noticed her legs give way, Brendan immediately jumped and caught her in his arms.
"Woah, Bambi I've heard of ways of gettin' a man to carry ya, but nothin' like tha' move." Brendan said in a teasing voice, "Ya wan' me to carry ya to yer hotel room? Or I can carry ya back to ma place, no pressure, ya can sleep in the spare room, or ya can just snuggle up to me." Brendan said, he wouldn't have done anything anyway, not on the first night, it just wasn't like him, not unless he was using a woman, and he hadn't done that in a long, long time.
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Post by Anastacia Potter on Jul 20, 2009 0:11:21 GMT -5
Stacey blushed when Brendan said that the flowers were only enchancing what she had. That comment made her heart flutter more, making her feel like she was truly not in the land of the living. It seemed to good to be true for her, knowing all the bullshit she had been through over the years, wondering what her paretns would have really thought if they ever heard of what she got up to. She wan't pleased with herself about it all, and knew the she would have to keep some of her escapades to herself.
Just laying there on Brendan was a great feeling. Even though she did feel a little bit funny right now, the hand going through her hair felt good, bringing her again back to reality. Stacey thought about what she could do later: make a list of all the things Brendan had done that made her feel special. There were so many that she hoped that there was enough paper to write it all down.
Stacey normally came across either a hard-as-nails girl, or someone who just did whatever they guy wanted to do. But tonight, she felt like she was becoming a different person with Brendan. She was still doing the normal things she did, like before where she just flung herself onto him, but now she was becoming someone who was going weak in the knees... literaly.
When he caught her in his arms, Stacey was glad that was what caught her, and not the ground. She didn't really want to have an embarrassing moment to tell someone, if and when she met the right person. But by the looks of the previous couple of hours, Stacey wondered whether she had actually done that already. She had never really thought seriously about settling down, but knew it would happen when it happened. Was this the moment in her life which would take a turn in that direction? Maybe...
Stacey began to blush again at what he said. Though this blush was one of embarrassment, one that she sometimes showed. "Maybe I have been sitting too long, and my legs were used to moving. Maybe they were exhausted from dancing, but we only slow danced. Who knows." Then Stacey looked into those eyes of his, and saw that he was being serious with either suggestion. "My room is in this hotel, but I am good with either suggestion." Stacey didn't really care at the moment. The thought of being carried anywhere sounded good for now.
Looking around the room, where they were sitting, Stacey noticed people looking, a couple with a look of concern on their faces. Why did she always have to draw attention to herself? But at least this time she was being escorted by a good looking guy.
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Post by brendan on Jul 21, 2009 7:46:53 GMT -5
Brendan had been teasing Stacey of course about her fall and his carrying her, he just hoped that she knew that. For all he knew she could really have been ill, and to be honest, carrying her was no big deal, it wasn't like she was heavy, besides he had lifted much heavier things in his life. He kept his arms firmly around her while she spoke, saying maybe she had just sat too long. Brendan wasn't a tease of a guy by any means, but he did know how to say teasing things. So when Stacey spoke about it being too much sitting, or too much dancing even though it was slow dancing, Brendan winked at her as he stared down, his eyes twinkling he responded with, "Or maybe ya were jus' starin' at me fer too long?"
He laughed a little after it, but decided to make it less of a tease by following it with, "After all, I migh' have gone weak at the knees maself if I'd kept starin' at ya fer much longer." Brendan rarely blushed, because normally he was the one causing the blushes to others, particularly females, but somehow, he felt himself blush ever so slightly after speaking those words to Stacey.
"Oh, good with either suggestion are ya?" Brendan asked and winked again, he noticed they were getting looked at by a few people, but he just looked at them, and grinned, "Don' worry folks, she jus' fell fer me, nothin' serious." They just gave him a smile back, one which said they knew exactly what he was referring to, one guy even said 'good on ya mate', but they all went back to what they had been doing.
"Maybe I can take ya back to mine, I've got a massive house, plenty of room, ya don' hafta to be in ma company all the time, an' I got an indoor swimmin' pool, so ya can go fer a relaxin' swim if ya wan'." Brendan said as he continued to carry her out of the hotel and casino to his own luxurious apartment. It would only take them a few minutes to get there, as Brendan's house was situated fairly near the main Las Vegas strip where all the casinos and hotels were situated.
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Post by Anastacia Potter on Jul 21, 2009 8:38:11 GMT -5
Stacey rolled her eyes playfully at Brendan when he was talking about the reasons why she had gone weak at the knees. "You certainly know how to make light of a situation, don't you Dimples?" She loved using his new nicknames, and made it quite clear to. She lent over and kissed on, feeling his few days growth on his face.
When Brendan commented on how she said she was good with either suggestion, she caught the wink. Then he spoke sarcastically to the people looking at them. Stacey heard the comments and looks from the people, and soon felt silly for him carrying her. Surely she could walk by now, but she was starting to feel hot again.
As Brendan continued to carry Stacey, he told her about his place. "It does sounds rather luxurious. Are you sure you are not just wanting to show off to the new girl? I don't care what sort of house you have, as long as you have somewhere for me to crash. I don't feel so good." Stacey was right about that fact. She was hot, her skin was starting to show signs of goosebumps, whenever she felt a hot flash come over her. And now the coolish air was making her shiver slightly. Just wanting to be closer to Brendan, Stacey put her arms around his neck, and closed her eyes.
They were soon as Brendan's place. She gestured for Brendan to let her down, so he could open the door. Stacey was able to stand, but just barely. She made sure that one hand was on his shoulder to steady herself. Once they were inside, Stacey decided to ask the obvious question, "Brendan, where can I lay down. I really need to lay down."
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Post by brendan on Jul 22, 2009 13:41:43 GMT -5
Brendan caught the eye roll from Stacey, but he somehow knew that she done it in a playful way and so he just winked at her again. There was a definite immediate connection between himself and Stacey, which he thought was great, was also worried that it might be mirroring the whole Megan thing too much. But he shook his head, Stacey might still have been younger than him, but she was older than Megan, it wasn't going to be the same thing again. He wouldn't let it.
"Well I try ma best Bambi, I try ma best." Brendan replied with a deep smile when Stacey said he knew how to make light of a situation. When she kissed him on the cheek, he bent down and kissed her forehead again, like he had done a few times already that night. "Am secretly flakin' on the inside though." He said in a more serious and worried voice, although those eyes of his were still twinkling, showing that he was in fact still smiling even though his mouth wasn't in a smile at that precise moment. He was actually very worried about her, it just seemed too strange that she should have been fine one minute and not so fine the next.
He could now only hope nobody had put anything into her drink, because if they had and he found out who it was, they would pay the price, of that he was certain. Brendan wasn't a violent man by any means, but he knew how to take care of his loved ones and friends, and he'd damn well protect Stacey with everything he had. He hadn't gone down the route of his ability yet, he wasn't even sure yet if she had one herself, but he figured there was time enough yet to let her know about what he could do.
Brendan winked at Stacey when she said was he sure he wasn't showing off to the new girl. "I ain't showin' off to ya Bambi, jus' tellin' ya tha' ya don' hafta worry abou' me bein' in yer face all the time." He tried to explain, but she had said she didn't care, so long as he had somewhere for her to crash, and of course he had. He had plenty of rooms she could crash. When she said she didn't feel so good, Brendan really was starting to get very worried about her, but he refrained from showing it.
"Don' worry Bambi, ain't gonna be much longer till I get ya to ma place." He said softly into her ear, as he watched her close her eyes and wrap her arms around his neck. He was going to kill whoever did this to her, no he wasn't, he wasn't like that, and he wouldn't end up in jail, he'd never put his family through that. But whoever did this, was definitely going to pay if he ever got his hands on them.
Once they reached his house, she gestured for him to put her down, which he would have done so anyway, just so he could get the door opened, but he'd have made sure she was steady on her feet anyway. He felt her hand on his shoulder, and he soon had the door opened, and kept his hand on the small of her back, leading her into his house.
Once she was inside she asked where she could lay down. "I'll take ya Stacey, all the bedrooms are on the second floor, but ya can crash on the sofa." He said, as he put his arm around her shoulder and held her hand to keep her steady as he walked her into the living room. Where there were three, plush, huge, cream, three seater sofas. He immediately led her to one of them and helped her onto it in a laying position, and then he sat on the floor looking up at her and keeping a hold of her hand. "Ya alrigh' there sweetheart? Ya wan' a drink of water or anythin'?" He asked, because if she was feeling hot, maybe she should have a nice cold drink of water, which he could get her in seconds. He had a water cooler.
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Post by Anastacia Potter on Jul 22, 2009 17:19:48 GMT -5
Stacey was glad that the walk to his house was not far, but lucky for her she didn't have to walk. When she stood by Brendan, steadying herself with her hand on his shoulder, she was beginning to feel a little dizzy. Though she was glad to finally move slowly inside. Also Stacey was grateful for his hand on her back. If that was not there, who knew if she was going to be able to go forward, knowning that maybe she might have just fallen backwards. Yes, she was certain that she would have fallen backwards.
They were inside, and Stacey saw the inside of the house, but due to not feeling the best, would have to get a grand tour another time. When Brendan mentioned that all the bedrooms were on the second floor, Stacey was just about to interrupt him, again, about not caring about the bed, when she said that she could crash on the sofa. "Thanks," was all Stacey could muster up. She couldn't be bothered talking, due to whatever her body was going through. It just didn't feel right to Stacey, something was definately wrong. The burning, maybe a fever, was getting to Stacey, and she was getting the starts of a major headache.
The feel of Brendan's reassurance as he guided her to the sofa was great. Being close to Brendan made her feel safe, but on the outside. On the inside, she was worried sick as to what was happening. Stacey was also grateful for Brendan's help in settling in on the sofa. Normally she would not need help, but for now, the help was appreciated. As soon as her head hit the sofa, Stacey closed her eyes, but still heard Brendan talking to her.
"Um, water might be good. Not sure what I want right now. All I feel is burning ..." Then Stacey stopped talking, feeling beads of sweat forming on her forehead. Her breathing was a bit quick and shallow for her liking. Fighting to open her eyes, Stacey looked at Brendan. "I might skip the water, and just sleep if that is okay?" The light coming from some overhead lights were irratating her eyes. So before she decided to rest, she asked Brendan one more thing. "If it is okay, could you turn the lights off. The light is killing my eyes right now."
Stacey didn't really wait for a reply, she laid flat on her back, and then turned her head towards where Brendand was sitting. Here she closed her eyes, and tried to sleep off whatever was going on in her body. Stacey didn't think the worst, but hoped that she didn't come in contact with anyone who may have been sick, or that someone had actually put something in her drink. Time would well.
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Post by brendan on Jul 23, 2009 16:09:32 GMT -5
Once inside, Brendan made sure Stacey got comfortable on his sofa. He would have carried her up to one of the bedrooms, but by looking at her, he figured she needed to lay down as quick as possible, so he thought the best option in this instance would be the sofa. He helped her lay down and made sure she got comfortable and then he had asked if he could get her anything. At first she had agreed on some water and he was just about to get up and get it, when she changed her mind. "Alrigh' Bambi, do whatever ya wan' to do, jus' wanna make sure ya get better." Brendan replied.
He was very worried about her, as he watched her close her eyes. She had changed drastically from when he first met her to this point, it must have been something in particular making her feel like that. Not one illness could make someone turn so fast, surely?
Then she asked if he could turn the lights off, "Yeah, I can do tha', jus' a second." Brendan said as he got up off the floor and turned off all the lights. It wasn't as if it was pitch black without the lights, because the outdoor lights were enough to make the room still clear to walk around, but not bright enough to hurt Stacey's eyes.
He made his way back to the sofa, and sat down on the floor on top of one of his plush soft cushions, and just watched her closely, running his hand through her hair, and smoothing it down. He didn't expect to hear anything else from her, but he wasn't about to abandon her and go to bed, he wanted to make sure she'd be alright. So when he was certain she was asleep, he would pull down the futon which was part of one of the other three seater sofas, and sleep on it instead.
That way he would be able to get a comfortable enough sleep, but be near enough to Stacey should anything happen to her through the night. He then reached over and kissed her on the forehead. "Hope ya feel better when ya wake up Stacey." He said softly, as he then just looked at her again going back to soothing her hair with his hand.
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Post by Anastacia Potter on Jul 23, 2009 17:10:08 GMT -5
Stacey didn't bother with seeing if the lights were on or off, as she kept her eyes closed. But only moments later, she felt a hand running lightly through her hair. It felt nice against her burning head, which was thumping so much with the heachache. She turned her head slightly, feeling her face frown a little, but then settled down, relaxing her face. The touch of Brendan's hand was also making her calmer, and she soon drifted off to sleep, with much difficulty. *** Half an hour later *** Stacey steps into a dark warehouse. It is falling apart around her. All of a sudden she feels heat, and looking down at her hands, they feel hot. Then as she looked at them, they burst into flames. Stacey eyes grow wide, and then aiming at some wooden grates, she aims for them, sending a fireball in their direction. They explode into flames!"Aarrgghh! No! No! No!" Stacey instantly sits up, eyes open now, looking into the semi-darkened room. Her breathing is rapid, remembering that dream, no nightmare, she just had. It felt so real, but didn't know what it meant. It scared her, wondering what she was doing. Congering up fire? What the hell was that? Also she didn't recognise the place the dream was set. Stacey looked down at her hands now, and saw that they were red, and very hot, glowing even. Her eyes got wider and wider, with that. Then her nightmare soon became reality, when her hands burst into flames.
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Post by brendan on Jul 24, 2009 15:28:29 GMT -5
Brendan continued to run his fingers gently through Stacey's hair as she seemed to settle into a sleep, finally. As she did so, Brendan felt his own eyes beginning to get heavy. However, he wasn't about to head off to the futon sofa he thought about earlier, he just decided to lay his head down on top of his own folded arms. Brendan wasn't really sleeping as such, but about half an hour later, he was abruptly woken with the loud voice of Stacey as he felt her sitting up.
He stood up quickly then and looked at her in a panic, "Wha's wrong Stacey, wha' is it?" He said in a loud, not shouting, and not angry voice, just a voiced filled with worry and fear for Stacey. However, she didn't need to say anything, he could see for himself what was going on.
He could see her hands were glowing red, and then they burst into flames. He could tell from the look on her face, this wasn't something normal for her. So she obviously wasn't like him and had an ability. So, what the hell had happened to her? Whatever happened, it happened at the god damned club he realised. He could feel himself getting angry, he'd heard of these drugs on the market which could give people abilities, but they weren't safe from what he knew.
He took her arm, "C'mon Bambi, outside with me fer a minute, there's somethin' ya should know about me, an' at the same time I migh' be able to help tha'?" He said, as he looked down at her hands of flame. As he gently led her outside to the door, it was such a warm, clear night, never in a second would you expect it to rain.
Brendan looked up at the sky, and closed his eyes, and soon they were both standing under heavy rain. Rain which should put out the flames in Stacey's hands. He looked at her then, "I'm gonna go with the idea ya don' always do tha' kinda thing? Ya know, yer hands spontaneously combust like tha'? I'm wha' they call an Evolved Human Stacey, I have an ability an' wha' I can do, is manipulate the weather to suit ma needs. An' wha' yer hands jus' done is wha' would be known as pyrokinesis." Brendan explained as gently as he could. He just hoped that he hadn't freaked Stacey out now by telling her what he just told her. But the fact he was an Evolved Human wasn't something he could keep from someone like Stacey for long. It wasn't the sort of thing you wanted a potential girlfriend to find out from someone else.
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