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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 8:29 am
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Iago was left speechless by what Jocelyn said. Even if he didn't secretly love Evie, he would have balked at that. He would never dream of talking like that to ANYONE, no matter how much they hated him. "Her name is Evie, and she's a good friend of mine, so I would ask you to treat her with respect." Iago said, glancing over at her. He knew Evie would go along with it. "Here." he said, heading over to the stool and dragging it over. It was a high stool, the type used to work at a desk, not a low one. Iago hopped up onto the counter that Evie had used to sit on not long before. He looked up at her. I'm sorry about that, Evie. he said to himself, almost wishing she could hear it.
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 8:40 am
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 8:44 am
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Thankfully, Jocelyn had her back to Iago, so he had time to look into Evie's eyes, and he mouthed the words he had been thinking: "I'm sorry for that, Evie." he made sure to mouth them clearly. Sure, she hated him, but he still felt the need to be polite around her. He looked over at Jocelyn, then at his shoe. "Never." he mumbled in a lost language his tutor, Cyril, had taught him. Very few people that weren't mages knew it. Thankfully, the word 'never' in that language sounded a bit like a cough. He reached over and pretended to flick some dirt from his shoe. "Sometime. You're not the only one who needs to prepare." he told her, trying to be cheerful about it, but it was an act, and anyone who knew him for any amount of time could see that.
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 8:53 am
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 8:55 am
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 9:03 am
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 9:06 am
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Iago grimaced a little, but he made it seem like he had just felt something jab into his leg from the table. He rubbed his leg, and looked up with a fake smile. "Should my father consent, I'll give you my assurances." he lied through his teeth, but he made it off as sincere. "Evie, would you mind staying back for a moment? I need to discuss something with you." he said, just so she knew he was lying. In a strange way, Evie was one of his only friends. Though she hated his every fibre, he could be himself around her, and speak his mind...even though she usually answered sarcastically, it felt good to at least say it. His only other friend was his tutor, Cyril, who was gone for the moment.
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 9:12 am
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 9:15 am
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As soon as she left, Iago pretended to pull out a sword and drive it through his stomach. He didn't even feel anything from that kiss. It held no feeling to it for him. "Help." he lamented, resting his head in both his hands and leaning forward a little. "I can't go on with this, but I've got no choice." he said in a soft voice. "I can fight it, but my father's already arranged it. If I don't want to marry her, well, he'll just put it off until I accept." he sighed. After a long pause, he spoke again, taking his hands away from his head and looking into Evie's eyes. "Have you ever thought of running away from this place, Evie? Just, packing your bags, and running?" he asked softly.
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 9:21 am
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 9:24 am
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"Well, short of killing her or running away, it's either going to be her, or someone else my father chooses...and they're all going to be the same." Iago said. She had surprised him with the softness of her voice, and he couldn't believe that at the moment, she was holding his face. He kept eye contact with her, and he felt more affection for her than ever. "They'll all be the same, because my father wants someone like himself to counter-act the fact I'm so different." he explained, sighing a little. "And...I think it would be better to fake my death and run anyways. That way, there'll be no more troubles, I can live a free life..." he trailed off, unable to say anything else.
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 9:30 am
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 9:33 am
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 9:40 am
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 9:42 am
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