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Nadia DueVexe


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Date: Apr 19, 2009
A Call in the Night (To Jane)
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In the physical world Nadia was curled around Lucien. Legs meshing against legs..It became hard to tell where one person ended and the other began. The warm cocoon of stale cigarette smoke, paint and the sweet smells of each other hung heavy around them. A faint breeze blowing in from the city and into the small loft the Vatican had given them while they worked on restoring the paintings in the cathedrals. All seemed calm..Bliss full. Even as the females lashes began to flutter in the deep REM sleep. The soft pants of sleep becoming quicker. It was deep in the mind of the tattooed tigress where hell became so vivid.
 
She was staring at one of the painting of a saint that the Catholics loved so much. The Madonna of tigers so to say. The woman was surrounded by blood and beast...She watched the woman twist from a painting to a real woman..One surrounded in a hell...Where she was torn in tow directions..Both demanding...The woman screamed. Cryed to be set free...In a flash Nadia would catch glimpse of the woman's face. Jane. Soon the beast that surrounded the woman turned on her Jane screamed...Cryed to be saved...But the beast didn't head her pleas...Nadia herself yelled clawed at the painting trying to reach her sister beast. She didn't understand why they would attack her...All she could do was tear at the painting only to hurt Jane even more.
 
Fighting her way from the deep slumber she could hear Luciens words trying to comfort her...She felt his kisses against the top of her head...-The way his long fingers curled around those long locks of hair. She would tell him of the dream as she clung to her mate...When she was finished she would reach for her phone that rested on the table bedside quickly looking for Jane's number...She would dial the tigress with shaky hands. Sure before this moment Nadia hadn't truly reached out to the woman. But something wasn't right. It hung heavy in the air that something wasn't.
 
Ring. Ring. Ring. Voicemail.
 
"Jesus. Ok. Jane...Its Nadia. Are you ok? I had a dream. Please...Call me.If you dont call me before 9 tomorrow night. Im calling Adam. Im calling eveyone and hunting you down...Im serious. Call me."


-- Edited by Nadia DueVexe on Sunday 19th of April 2009 06:23:35 PM

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Mary Jane


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Date: Apr 19, 2009
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Jane had slept in. Because whatever happened to her, was not sitting right in her mind. She had curled against... someone. Had to be at the camp. Had to be. Last thing she remembered was being close to Faith, then boom lights out. Deep down she remembered power. Deep down she remembered being connected. Deep down her beast roared and had fought. Fought a familiar power. Fought and lost. The power had been stronger. And in a way, Jane didn't really put her full effort in fighting back. She knew that. That was all there, buried by pounds and pounds of dirty and not wanting to admit things to herself. Not now anyway.

The sound of her phone going off. One ring, then another ring. Eye of the tiger played, a ring tone she set for the Horde. The cell was telling Jane to wake up, to get up and answer. Then like a miracle. It stopped. stopped just in time as a bare hand grabbed the small slim device. One golden eye opened peering at the screen. One new voicemail, one missed call. Checking the call: Nadia. Then to the voicemail.

"Jesus. Ok. Jane...Its Nadia. Are you ok? I had a dream. Please...Call me.If you dont call me before 9 tomorrow night. Im calling Adam. Im calling eveyone and hunting you down...Im serious. Call me."

A small smile curved her lips as she rolled over in the bed, to call the woman back. Voicemail.

"Nadia.... Ah'ma alright. Ah should be back at the house soon. Don't'cha worry, little britches. Ain't no need ta be callin' Adam. He ain't gotta worry 'bout me. Ah'ma be home lata."

Her voice was rough, sounded like sandpaper with rocks and a little whiskey. Not the kind of voice one should use when your trying to a sure another person your okay. Nadia will deal. At least long enough till Jane showed up at the house. Then the woman can fuss. That actually made her smile a little more. Hanging up, she placed the phone where she had found it. Then closed her eyes and went back to sleep. a little cat nap then she'll leave. Where ever here was.



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Lucien


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Date: Apr 20, 2009
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Lucien felt like he'd been trying to sleep in the middle of an amusement park ride. In bed beside him Nadia had tossed and turned and at one dire moment even slammed her fist out and cracked him a good one right in the cheek. As it tried to comfort and wake her from the dream he craved the smooth bold flavor of a cigarette. So great was the desire that when she finally woke and called Jane he slipped out of bed to grab his pack.
 
Bare feet paced the floor as a waft of smoke trailed behind him, the lanky tattooed man looking particularly rock star chic in nothing but his British flag emblazoned boxers. His movements were slow and langorous, spine slightly bent as he dropped onto the edge of the bed and set the ash tray on the floor between his feet. Over his shoulder he could hear the sound of Nadia's voice leaving a message for Jane, and when she finished he turned slightly to look at her. Violet eyes watched his wife's face a long moment and let his thoughts wander. Finally he pulled the cigarette out from between his lips and bent down to crush it out in the tray.
 
Climbing back into bed he would lay out long against her side, letting his hand stroke her back until she began to drift off. No sooner was she relaxed than the phone rang again and he rolled his eyes in frustration. Would he never sleep again? With a laugh he snatched up the phone and rolled away, holding the device at arms length and keeping Nadia curled against him so she couldn't reach it. Where their bodies touched there was heat and comfort, a feeling of perfection. After a few rings it stopped, and he brought the phone to his ear and dialed up the message service.
 
"See there, says she's alright and she'll be home soon. Now time for bed."


-- Edited by Lucien on Monday 20th of April 2009 12:03:40 AM

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