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Post by Jasmin Forte on Jun 27, 2014 0:47:04 GMT
Her tongue poked against her teeth idly; sun beating down on her in wide rays. Her skin was evenly tanned, although she wore a camo hat, stained with dirt - but you wouldn't know. Her slacks were loose and the color of khakis. Jasmin dragged the nose of her gun along the dirt, eyes peeled wide as she scanned the area. These days were humid and lonely.
Her blonde hair ran in wisps past her shoulders, growing long and glowing. She looked better than ever, although her eyes were sad. Watchful. Aged. Her mouth clicked as she peered down at her hand, rested on a grave that read in bold: KRAY SINCLAIR. She spit into the ashy ground.
These were her days; full of repetition and wear.
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Post by Nixon Rider on Jun 27, 2014 6:26:38 GMT
"You're not still cryin' over the ol' mate are you?"
"Now now, I would have expected better of you, Jasmin." Did the rebel reply, a sickened grin merely plastered onto his face. Trotting forward in light graze, each skip, without but a step. While he merely glanced down-- taking into notice of her features. The same relinquishing hope, the same girl, the one he just couldn't wait any longer for. Though while he made his way over, hands dug thoroughly into each pocket. His head tilted to the side. "The blokes dead. A shame it'd be to spend the rest of your time in remorse."
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Post by Jasmin Forte on Jun 27, 2014 13:33:30 GMT
"Not any closer, civilian-" The woman growled, and she didn't sound so familiar. Jasmin eased her gun onto the ground and eased toward him, "'M stationed here-" She argued mildly, "This's just my preferred spot." Stalking toward him, her arms spread, wrapping around his frame. Her arms squeezed around him in a hug. He was dangerous; cold.
She loved him dearly, and without regret.
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Post by Nixon Rider on Jun 28, 2014 6:08:51 GMT
"A gun, how dangerous." Nixon mused, as he clicked his tongue in mere regret. Glancing away for a short moment, as if without care for the piece. And even when they had been stretched for so long, Nixon knew Jasmin. And as far as he knew-- she would never, ever, pull a trigger on him. Yet on her? How that seemed questionable. Yet while he returned to gaze at her, with but a quick glance over his shoulder. He had been met with a hug, her arms firmly grasped around his waist. Both arms raised into the air with light surprise, yet softly did he hold her back. His own wrapping around the other. A embrace, long lost, yet so dearly wanted, as Nixon, still loved her. "Quite a grip you've got there Jasmin. Do you hug all the civilians that cross your path?"
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Post by Jasmin Forte on Jun 29, 2014 2:57:30 GMT
"Very few cross by here," Jasmin admitted with ease, limp in his arms. She loosened her hold on him, head cradling against his shoulder, "My arms have gotten stronger. You think I could beat you in hand-t'-hand?" Leaning away to show her stifled grin, showing that alas, she could still pull a joke into conversation. It wasn't often she had time to melt into someone's arms; even less often a list love's.
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Post by Nixon Rider on Jun 30, 2014 1:17:07 GMT
"You just might." Nixon admitted, happy to enlighten the conversation. Though as such, he couldn't help but take into reminder. Staring at Jasmin, his eyes running narrowly, wondering what she had mean't. Yet while truth came into clearing, did he grin, slightly. "My ol' girl has become a soldier?" "I expected a lot better Jasmin." "Don't tell me you're going to arrest me."
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Post by Jasmin Forte on Jun 30, 2014 1:22:41 GMT
Uncaring to his pithy complaints, she just smiled it all off, widely showing her glowing white teeth,plenty white for a citizen of District 13. "'M here to keep peace, and unless you cause me trouble-" She caught his gaze and dared to bat her left eye in a wink. Her arms unwound from his torso and sat at her sides, itching to brush along his face and soak it all in. After all, it's been awhile since they'd seen one another.
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Post by Nixon Rider on Jun 30, 2014 1:32:18 GMT
Nixon mused over the thought. After the many years they had always known, Nixon would always find himself here. Forever, and always. No matter how many times he tried to escape, to wreak havoc. To place his name on the world, and brand it. The rebel always found himself sliding back, to this same place. Though now, things where different. They where on opposite sides of the field, supposed enemies. Nixon slid back lightly, forcing a grin as he chuckled. Though in reality, he had been fuming. "Oh Jasmin, you know me." "Trouble, is what I was born for."
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Post by Jasmin Forte on Jun 30, 2014 1:38:00 GMT
"I know," Her voice dropped, quivering with the idea of coming face-to-face with him during battle. Regret stung her cheeks with red. Jasmin leaned in close, retreating slightly before leaning in to press a kiss between his eyes; the same spot a bullet could riddle within the next foreboding weeks.
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Post by Nixon Rider on Jun 30, 2014 3:59:01 GMT
The kiss had been light, as her lips met upon his. The stain, the mark, had been something he could never forget. He could never forget the shape of her lips as they glimmered. How she would laugh, how she would spend her days. How in the past they would ditch, and leave the world. Even for the shortest of times, would they ponder among the world as nothing more than kids. Yet now-- things where different. They grew, and the world changed. Nixon stared, his lips curved hoping to speak. But closed, as he blinked lightly in memory. Silence, filled the air. "Jasmin, y'know-- I've missed you." "Never forget you, while I was away." "Not even the scent of your hair." Nixon spoke, his hand extended forward. Wrapped in simple cloth, though his fingers clear, as he took a lock of hers. Barely grazing over as he let go. Staring back at the gravestone, a barrier. Someone he respected, to keep Jasmin safe. Yet it only infuriated him, how could he leave her? Alone in the world. Nixon commented, apologizing, as if consolation for Kray's death. "But all I can say is I'm sorry."
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Post by Jasmin Forte on Jun 30, 2014 4:05:57 GMT
There was nothing to say that'd prove the mutualness of his words. Her eyes told the story. "Why're you apologizing?" Fear struck her, exploding in her wide eyes. Jasmin's hand raised to brush along the thin scar that puckered his cheek, thumb pressing into the hard skin.
Her eyes fluttered shut as his hand set free a wisp of her hair. They were close enough that he could hear the heavy beat of her heart.
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Post by Nixon Rider on Jun 30, 2014 4:19:06 GMT
His smile kept still, though it dissipated into the usual cunning smirk. As if to cover up the uncertainty, his head twisted, winding closer into her hand. "Suppose I was just giving my consolation for Kray. " "Especially when I crashed your wedding at the start."
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Post by Jasmin Forte on Jun 30, 2014 4:23:23 GMT
Jasmin's shoulder lifted and her mouth quirked mildly; "The memories of that are all golden." 'Do NOT let him see you cry, fucker,' Her mind hissed. "I guess fate kicked me in the butt enough times t' realize I was supposed to be with you." A guffaw escaped her, raw and peculiar coming from her. Her hand caressed his cheek; it guided his face toward hers for another kiss to silence herself.
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Post by Nixon Rider on Jun 30, 2014 4:37:36 GMT
For a moment, he lay in light shock. Nixon observed, her stared at her waver in emotions. As she tried to compile herself, though evermore-- did the shock come into view. His lips pursed, while he stared. And after such years, being kept away awry of emotion and feeling. Did it dissipate, through denial. Though while she guided him for a kiss, did his eyes glide over her lips. With lustful expression, wanting to push through. Yet in Nixon's mind, it hadn't been right. He pulled away gently. "You don't mean that, Jasmin."
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Post by Jasmin Forte on Jun 30, 2014 4:44:52 GMT
Kneeling to retrieve her gun, she tucked it into the waistband of her camouflaged, baggy military pants. "Don' tell me what I do and don't mean. I was being faithful. That didn't mean I didn't still love y-" Tears burst in her eyes, filling them before she had the chance to grit her teeth and fight the onflow. Had everything she'd felt these few years been wrong - to love so secretely? Jasmin ducked her head to avoid his reaction.
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