22.Apr.12, 11:47 AM
Lymsleia felt his hand close around her wrist. Oh glory of glories. It was welll a near orgasmic response that ran through her body at teh contact of another person. She stumbled foreward, allowing the to her felt positively feather light touch carry her along. She danced foreward and found herself a few inches from him. "Ahhh... you're S'kef.. yes? You were the one doing the whipping?" she managed in a hazy dream-like tone.
It felt good to hold intelligent conversation, with something, with someone. IT felt... wildly elative. She felt her eyes flutter. Do not pass out, she repeated it toherself. "Take me home." her voice was a command. Oh it felt so good to say those words.
No longer was the north her home, but Katilia was. "Please." she steped towards him, and reached, she just wanted the close contact, the scent of something else human. He smelled good, even from her arm's length distance he smelled, amazing, a person, male older... She shook her head. Bad mind. No.. entanglement was no ok. She realized why she craved it though. She'd been alone too long.
Alone and with her own thoughts too long. "Let's go back, I have patients to see, and Weyrleaders to face." she whispered solemnly. She glanced at S'kef. She knew absolutely nothing about him, except he'd been the one with the whip in his hand. He'd come to hunt her down. What sort of person was this man?"
It felt good to hold intelligent conversation, with something, with someone. IT felt... wildly elative. She felt her eyes flutter. Do not pass out, she repeated it toherself. "Take me home." her voice was a command. Oh it felt so good to say those words.
No longer was the north her home, but Katilia was. "Please." she steped towards him, and reached, she just wanted the close contact, the scent of something else human. He smelled good, even from her arm's length distance he smelled, amazing, a person, male older... She shook her head. Bad mind. No.. entanglement was no ok. She realized why she craved it though. She'd been alone too long.
Alone and with her own thoughts too long. "Let's go back, I have patients to see, and Weyrleaders to face." she whispered solemnly. She glanced at S'kef. She knew absolutely nothing about him, except he'd been the one with the whip in his hand. He'd come to hunt her down. What sort of person was this man?"