Re: Episode Seven: Lost Innocence

by **Chavah** Wed Dec 14, 2011 2:03 am

Selina was unsure on what to do. Never before had any male human gotten so close to her. It had been many years since she last felt the embrace of a hug. She remembered her mother's love but this felt different.

"To be honest. I have no idea on what you can do..." She sighed, "This sort of stuff probably would just go over your head."

Some tears were still trickling down her face. Selina knew that her defensive nature was trying to surface. There were a number of emotions going on in her head at the time...All swirling around in a confusing blend of helplessness and happiness.

Jon was now looking her directly in the eyes. "Don't do that..." She said....

by **Chavah** Wed Dec 14, 2011 2:03 am

She was probably right; he probably wouldn't understand. Be that as it was, he wished she would talk to him about it. A person always felt better after discussing a problem, even if the listener wouldn't know what to say. You at the very least knew someone was willing to try, and most importantly, they cared.

One arm loosened from the embrace so he could free one of his hands. With that very hand, he ran a thumb over her cheeks to flick some of the tears away. Seeing Selina cry brought soreness to his heart. He still smiled, though. It was an assuring smile that told her everything would turn out alright in the end. Jonathon would see to that, even if it killed him.

"You have the prettiest eyes," he told her quietly, his mind screaming the word 'idiot' when he said that. Just all of a sudden, he felt the need to compliment her. He was getting so lost in those eyes.

Jon brushed a few more tears away before tucking some of her snowy hair behind an ear. An unnecessary gesture, but it was something he's always wanted to do. Instead of setting his hand back down, he kept it rested on that side of her face, his thumb comfortingly stroking around her cheekbone.

"I'm here for you. Okay? I always will be."

by **Chavah** Wed Dec 14, 2011 2:04 am

She didn't know what to do at this point. He confessed love for her. Where had this strange notion come from? Hadn't they only known each other for a few days? These same thoughts cycled in her mind. She was...Confused. Selina never liked to admit to being unsure of how she should respond. Everything was supposed to be by the books...Until now.

"My eyes?" She asked. It was more of a quiet mummer than a question that needed an answer. "I...I...I have never looked into it." She said. "I know that they are there...But I don't think about myself..." She was rambling and it embarrassed her to do so. This was not her spit and polish self; maybe something closer to the truth of whom she is.

Her body then acted impulsive. Selina then hugged him back when he said that he'd always be there for her. It was a strange sort of comfort. She knew that she needed it...Maybe, just maybe something would go right and the nightmare of the past would leave her alone.

by **Chavah** Wed Dec 14, 2011 2:04 am

The returned hug caught Jonathon by surprise. They were sharing a tender moment, yes, but he did not expect her to react this way. Typical Selina would have pushed him away, or punched him! He also half expected she’d just sit there, unresponsive.

Jon’s arms were wrapped strongly around her, keeping them as close as he could manage. His back slouched against the closed closet door so she could lean into him and stay leaning, if she so desired it. This was a sensation he craved for, but from her. Nobody else. Even now, his reasons for it were mysterious. Which didn’t matter. He was thankful for what little softness she allowed herself to show him.

“And don’t worry,” he whispered, with a smile. “I won’t tell anyone about this. Everyone’s convinced you’re just a stone cold fighter.”

A quick sigh passed through his lips as he sat there, the back of his head thudding against the door. He was happy, to put it mildly, that he was able to be of some use to her, aside from the joy of embracing her. The past few weeks, he felt like a burden, being so inexperienced with his fighting.

While he sat, he had to resist another urge; the urge to kiss her. He was certain Selina would hate that...

by **Chavah** Wed Dec 14, 2011 2:05 am

"I do thank you for not telling anyone else about this....I have my reasons." Selina said. "I am sorry that we couldn't have met under more stable of conditions...."

By this time, it was pretty clear to Jon that this small woman always tried to be rational, logical and clearheaded. He was sure that deep down, if she could be unemotional, that'd be perfectly fine for her. He was always curious as to why this was. Selina seemed subtle. Jon could tell that this woman thought profoundly and deeply, throughly exploring all possibilities before deciding on a 'safe' alternative. The decision to come to Oren was not a brash one. There had to be something or someone to provoke this fear of dread within her.

Could it be those markings that made her become so stern? He doubted it. While he might not know what to want extent those markings connected her to her fellow Kin, he didn't seen something like those having much control over her life. He felt her body next to his. She was quivering, an emotion that he wouldn't have associated with her stern face.

Then a flash came to the back of his mind.

Swamp Town. They were attacked by those strange machines that Samson called "Relic Guards."

"Selina. Would you mind, if I ask you something personal?" He asked.

"That man. The one that sent the Relic Guards after us...Did he do something to you in the past?"

End of Episode Seven

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