Despite the fact that she liked her showers cold, Celine shivered all the same. Something about the events of yesterday and the actions of Chris made her nervous. Claude had just fallen into deep sleep, what's to say the same wouldn't happen to her, or Chris?
And what was with Chris? He'd seemed more fascinated with the girl then the fact that cross's best doctor was dead. Heraldry, what did he know about that? And yet, he knew the barrier had to be strong and would hurt the bitch if she touched it.
She trusted Chris, though, and she was sure he'd tell her everything. Her shower done, she walked out and dried off, then walked out undressed. She did trust Chris, but a little test never hurt.
He was standing on the patio, staring out at the city. From her distance, it almost looked like he was mumbling to himself. When he heard her exit the shower, he turned to her-then quickly turned back around, embarrassed. Celine was curious.
"No need to be embarrassed, Chris, it isn't anything you haven't seen before."
Chris looked for words. "But…the um…uhm…window. The balcony, it's open…?"
Celine walked up behind him, wrapping her arms around his chest. "I don't care. Let them see," she said, running her hands up and down his chest.
"Celine…", he said, slightest hint of a moan.
Test commencing, Celine thought to herself. If he really was normal, this should be quite the turn-on. She kissed his neck while one of her hands felt lower, down his chest, down his torso to his…nothing? She hadn't made him hard?
"Let's go", Chris said abruptly, pulling away from her. He walked towards the door and grabbed both of their jackets. Celine took note that his face was deep red; out of embarrassment, maybe, but she doubted it. Faces can become that red from being hot too, and isn't that what she was trying to cause? "I promised I'd take you today, didn't I? We need to go, then."
Celine smiled in spite of her curiosity. "Why Chris, you're blushing. Do you want it?"
He seemed to realize once again that she was unclothed, and turned quickly to the closet. He pulled out the first thing he saw and tossed it to her. It was her traditional garb, which she put on slowly. She noticed Chris was trying not to look at her, lest his face grow brighter.
Celine then saw him walk over to the magic-clad cage. "Are you going to leave her here?" Chris asked, careful not to touch the field.
Celine hadn't thought about that. "I …guess I can't. It would deplete my energy too much to leave the force field up. But what should I do with her?"
"For now, let's bring her with us. The jail can't handle her, apparently."
Celine moaned. Her muscles were sore from yesterday, and now she had to drag the wench again? She sighed and raised her hands, while a dust of glitter erupted from her body. A blast of it sent the teen into dream land, and she lowered the barrier. She grabbed a chain and tied it tightly around her neck. Chris looked at her, confused.
"She wants to act like a bitch, I'll treat her like one," Celine said, with a smile. "Chris, can you be a dear and carry her for me, please?"
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Rena walked slowly out of their small Arlia home. She hadn't yet found Claude, and she longed to sit near him and even listen to him breath. That was a constant reminder to her that he was alive, and somehow waiting to arise again.
She walked out to the rickety dock. She began to think about what they'd done together…well, saved the galaxies, of course. But the last few months, they'd been so close…why, why didn't they become husband and wife? Why was Claude gone and she wasn't?
Rena's head shot up. No, she thought, I don't want to accept that. There's no way he's dead. Someone is playing with us, why else would he be missing after being knocked unconscious? I have to find the truth.
She whistled, and a bunny came trotting up.
"To Cross!"
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