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Echo sits curled up in a chair in the library, working her way slowly through a book. In another chair, a little elf girl and a platypus are curled up, asleep.

Echo looks up and smiles at the two of them, then goes back to her book.

Date: 2005-02-09 02:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mailorderjunkie.livejournal.com
A very small snake slithers in, up the chair, and eventually plops down on her shoulder. Scales sliding on her shirt, the snake curls around part of arm and up her shoulder to nuzzle at her cheek.

Love you.

Date: 2005-02-09 02:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mailorderjunkie.livejournal.com
The little snake nuzzles her a bit more, flicking his tongue on her cheek.

Oh, a bit of this and a bit of that. Still cooking for the bar. Spent some time shopping today and brought Fenrir to see Father. Brother attempted to attack David in his sleep, which isn't surprising, considering. Then there was the sale down at the corner shop on used electronics, where I picked up this delightful little item which should tell me when a boat is about to go into water too shallow to hold it. Very interesting and at a good price as well. Then I played with Ember, fell asleep before the fire...and came to see you.

Date: 2005-02-09 02:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mailorderjunkie.livejournal.com
The little snake quirks.

No, I don't have a boat. Why would you think that?

Then his gaze turns to the chair.

Yes, they are rather cute. And Maeve is rather intelligent, actually.

Yamino looks to Echo, yellow eyes a little sad.

I hope we find her parents though. Being without one's parents is rather painful.

Date: 2005-02-09 02:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mailorderjunkie.livejournal.com
The little snake winds arounder her hand to bobble in front of her face and flick his tongue at her nose.

It's not your fault. Everyone has sadness in their past. It's not as if you get upset whenever I mention acoustic difficulties, Echo.

Date: 2005-02-09 02:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mailorderjunkie.livejournal.com
Yamino slithers down until he's in a spot where it won't cause trouble...and changes back. From the floor, he looks up at her.

"She's not in the dark. She's here. She has a room all her own, people and animals to play with, and I think if she had any more food, she'd burst."

Yamino smiles sadly and looks at the child before smiling up to Echo.

"I love you."

Date: 2005-02-09 02:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mailorderjunkie.livejournal.com
Yamino grins at her and decides to cheer her up by distracting her.

"So what are you reading, Echo-chan?"

Date: 2005-02-09 03:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mailorderjunkie.livejournal.com
Yamino shakes his head.

"But you won't...because you're here. And you've been freed of your curse, Echo-chan. The story doens't work anymore because that can't happen."

His eyes harden, just a little...but not at her.

"I wouldn't let it."

Date: 2005-02-09 04:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mailorderjunkie.livejournal.com
His eyes are hard for a moment as he imagines anyone attempting to take Echo away from him.

"Yes, I am very sure, Echo-chan."

Date: 2005-02-09 09:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mailorderjunkie.livejournal.com
"I love you too...and I mean what I said. And you should keep that scale handy. Would you perhaps like it if I made it so that you could wear it about your neck? I know it's not the prettiest thing to show off, but I want it within your grap."

Date: 2005-02-09 10:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mailorderjunkie.livejournal.com
He blinks at her.

"Echo-chan? Why would you ever think a thing like that? I've never even...it didn't...I hadn't even thought of something like that."

And then fear strikes.

"You're not, are you? You...you didn't bring this up because I'm...unfit for you, is that it? I'm so sorry, Echo-chan, I'll try harder. Please don't go. Give me another chance!"

Date: 2005-02-09 10:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mailorderjunkie.livejournal.com
Yamino clings to her and then there's a very large snake coiled around her. He didn't even notice that he'd changed, such was his panic.

I'm sorry, Echo. I didn't mean to make you cry. I didn't mean to upset you but you said that and I got so scared.

Date: 2005-02-18 04:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mailorderjunkie.livejournal.com
He stiffens.

"What...what did Father say to you, Echo-chan?"

Date: 2005-02-18 05:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mailorderjunkie.livejournal.com
*Then I have some things to talk to Father about...*

He blinks at that thought. Where had THAT come from? When had he ever...

Echo. It all came down to Echo.

He looks at her.

"Echo-chan? I hope you aren't insulted by what Father said. I'm sure he was just...attempting to look out for me. I hope you didn't think I thought such things of you. Did you?"

Date: 2005-02-18 05:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mailorderjunkie.livejournal.com
'I'm sorry he hurt you, Echo-chan. I'm sure he was just being protective of me. He...is understandably protective. But he should not have been so abrupt with you and upset you. I am sorry, Echo-chan. I will speak to him."

Date: 2005-02-18 05:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mailorderjunkie.livejournal.com
He leans into the hug.

"Yes, Echo-chan. I love you and you love me and that is all that is important, I suppose. Though I am sorry that he said such things. So very sorry. But it is...as you say, Echo-chan. It is okay."

He kisses her on the cheek.

Date: 2005-02-18 05:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mailorderjunkie.livejournal.com
He startles.

"What? What did I do?"

Date: 2005-02-18 05:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mailorderjunkie.livejournal.com
He blushes...and then he turns to her and kisses her.

"I love you, Echo-chan. I love you as I love cooking. You are the very breath in my body, the heart in my chest, and the scales of my skin."

He smiles, a bit sheepish.

"I don't have anymore, I'm afraid. It took me all last night to come up with those."

Date: 2005-02-18 06:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mailorderjunkie.livejournal.com
He blushes again.

"I'm afraid I'm not a poet."

Date: 2005-02-18 06:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mailorderjunkie.livejournal.com
He blushes again.

"For which I can never thank you enough, my Echo-chan. For I fell in love with you without realizing that is what I was doing and I should have been horribly crushed had you not."

Date: 2005-02-18 06:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mailorderjunkie.livejournal.com
"As I you, Echo-chan. As I you."

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From: [identity profile] deafeuphoria.livejournal.com
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