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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/15/2017 8:31:20 AM
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[i]The strongest person that Oliver knew, now rendered into this.[/i]
[i]It was awful to watch.[/i]
[i]Sarah would hear the familiar clatter of lightly plated steel and bits of tightly adjusted iron upon the leather gambeson underneath, as the *shink* of a sword returning to it's leather sheath was heard, as Oliver's shadow was casted upon the woman. Yet the shadow was indistinguishable, at such a deathly hour of night.[/i]
"...my lady, should I.. return, at a better time."
[i]From what he had mentioned, Oliver had been at war. Khalosh was won and retaken, yet he had returned to the Dojo, as if stationed back here in order to support the troops that were still present. His voice cracked a little, as he looked upon the broken soul before him.[/i]
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"My pleasure," [i]Oliver would simply respond, blushing a little in his simple, yet approvingly neat manner. He would rest his head back, adjusting his being so that Sarah could come a little closer.[/i] "I.. I know, this is selfish. With everything that's been going on, but.. Well, I think it's obvious about how I feel about you."
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"Yes, it's been too obvious," she agreed. She snuggled closer, her soft bronze locks of hair brushing against him.
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"Not exactly the best at these sorts of things, I know." [i]Oliver still maintained a light grin, silvery hair meeting Sarah's curls. He nodded, smiling still.[/i] "But maybe we could.. you know, try something like this?"
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"Not yet... but... I do entertain the idea."
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"So you're telling me that there's a chance." [i]Oliver laughed a little.[/i] "I'll try, then, as long as you're alright with it. You seem to be, of course."
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Edited by Splashback77: 12/16/2017 5:50:12 AM"I don't think I'm ready for another relationship, Oliver, I mean it..."
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"I'm not forcing you into a relationship. You know that.. right? That I wouldn't do that?"
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"I..." She fell silent.
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[i]Oliver would keep his silence, it seemed, yet his gaze would soon return to Sarah. He was waiting on her to continue what she intended to say.[/i]
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She just stayed silent. She still didn't know what to say.
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"Sarah.." [i]Oliver sighed a little, yet he would still continue to keep his arm wrapped around Sarah's body, bringing her a little closer yet. He too seemed to not know what to say - granted, he seemed more concerned with whatever she wished to say.[/i]
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She sighed, "I feel pressured, Oliver."
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"Don't. It's alright." [i]He would respond, as he would look away and give Sarah some time.[/i]
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She seemed very silent.
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[i]Oliver would go silent, then, simply resting his head against Sarah's shoulder as he closed his eyes, sighing a little. It was as if he wanted to say something, yet didn't exactly feel confident about it. At all.[/i]
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"You alright?" She asked, concerned.
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"I'm alright, yeah.. Not that I'm against it, but are you staying over for the night? It's pretty late. I'll take the couch if you are staying by, the bed's all yours."
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"Alright."
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[i]Oliver smiled, nodding at that. He had an idea.[/i] "I'll go ahead and get off," [i]He would say, as he would let go of Sarah and sit upon the other side of the couch, nodding towards her.[/i] "Sweet dreams, Sarah." [i]Oh, he was plotting. Not in a bad way, but.. he did have some Christmas ideas.[/i]
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She gave him the blanket, tucking him in. Then she would retire to his bedroom.
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[i]Roughly a few hours later, once he had checked that Sarah was asleep, Oliver snuck out of the apartment building.[/i] -------------------------------- [i]Sarah would wake up to the smell of breakfast. A rather good smell.[/i]
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She smelled the breakfast. "Mmm~." She got at of the bed, wearing pajama pants, and a tank top. Her hair was slightly tangled, making it bounce, a bit. Her arm tightly wrapped around a chibi plushie of Agent North Dakota.
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"Morning, sunny." [i]Oliver smiled over, out of his typical knightly garb and now contained within a soft white tunic, alongside a pair of fittingly cobalt blue shorts. He was working on bacon, while biscuits, sausage, toast, and hot chocolate had already been finished, set for Sarah if she wished to eat.[/i]
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"Thank you," she told Oliver. She sat down, beginning to eat.
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"Hey, no problem. Gravy coming up in a bit. I.. have family coming over, so that's why the meal's so big. My aunt, she wished to visit me." [i]Oliver mentioned, finishing the bacon.[/i] "Hope you don't mind her. She's great a fantastic, though she's.. interesting, I guess you could say."
