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    June 08

    ohgod, we're FFing CI

    Most people couldn't get Jabari Quade so raving mad that he started taking his clothes off.

    Erisse, however, wasn't most people.


    -

    Jabari was minding his own business, just like he always was when trouble decided to favor him with her attentions, and speaking of which, a small, fire headed elf was skipping towards him. Studiously, he continued to pore over the mission scroll, still ignoring her existence, as if sheer will alone could force her at least a few miles away from his person. She flopped down on the chair opposite him with a gusty sigh, and laid her head down on her hands, threads of flame falling into her face as she stared intently at him.

    Jabari heaved a sigh of a martyr whose patience was tested, and flipped a page.

    At around five turned pages, Erisse decided to poke him under the table in the shins with her disturbing sharp foot. Maybe it was those shoes...

    Prod.

    Prod Prod.

    Proooood


    Looking up, and feeling distinctly exasperated - without a few glasses of ale, he might have admitted to feeling pained - he gave her a bored look. "I hadn't noticed you there, my Lady." he quipped sarcastically. "How may I be of service to you?"

    Erisse ignored him, as if he hadn't spoken. "You're gay, aren't you?" she inquired, her mouth twisting in suspicion.

    For a moment Jabari just stared.

    "Oh, you know," she clarified "With Klavier."

    His head with strangely quiet.

    "Aren't you?"

    Jabari gave her a curt look, before pointedly shifting his attention to the mission scrolls, though his ears were straining for her next words.

    "You're always with him." she rattled off.

    Was it just him, or was he seeing red?

    "You stand really close."

    No, he wasn't seeing red. But a few rational places in his brain were being switched off.

    "And he whispers in your ear!"

    Her voice was grating now, sugar sweet and annoying because he wanted her to be saying entirely different sorts of things...

    "You don't have to be shy about it." Erisse reassured. "I'd still support you."

    And then he looked up, crimson gaze suddenly dark, so near crimson that Erisse trailed off, waiting.

    The room seemed smaller, and the space between them was almost neglible, and crackling with sparks as he stood up with slow deliberation, tucking the scrolls into place without once breaking eye contact.

    With a hand in his pocket, he walked - no, Erisse thought, stalked - towards the table and stood behind her.

    If she'd turned around, she would have seen Jabari's expression to be almost thoughtful. It'd been so long since he'd felt so angry. Not the dull, cold, quiet anger, but the bright simmering lava that reassured him he was alive.

    He almost smiled.

    Placing both hands on her shoulders, he leaned down, breathing her smell of sunlight and apples, and Erisse swore she felt the slightest brush of his lips against her ear.

    "I assure you," she heard him murmur, his voice all silk and chocolate in a way that simply wasn't fair. "My sexual orientation is firmly and unwaveringly, straight."

    Erisse was determined not to be intimidated. "I-I'm not so sure about that." she snapped weakly, hating the tremor there.

    God, was he nipping her ear?

    "How about now?"

    Was it possible he was getting closer?

    "You'll h-have to do more convincing than that."

    A slide against the hollow of her neck.

    "Now?"

    "M-maybe you're straight."

    A warm hand sliding underneath her shirt, resting on her sensitive tummy, fingers teasing the skin there.

    "Convinced?" he rumbled, smirking.

    "Definitely." there was no arguing now.

    Jabari nearly sighed with relief. "Good."

    -

    "Klavier?" Lind bounced up to the stoic man, whose eyes seemed to soften at her arrival. "Where's Jabari? I can't find him in the library."

    A hesitant sort of look crossed his face. "I wouldn't bother him right now. He's... preoccupied."

    "Well, alright... Oh, and where's Erisse? Severon's looking for her."

    "Ah... she's preoccupied as well."


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