(07-17-2014, 08:45 AM)Whittledown Wrote: See? Berrod gets it. Crofte and Warren, each slow-dancing with another person, moving across a crowded ball room and unable to take their eyes off one another. It's a wonderful image.
Warren is unable to bring himself to look in her eyes, grumbling something about "just getting it over with" and tentatively reaching his hand out for hers. There's a moment that takes an eternity and then they touch, fingers lacing together greedily at first, then naturally. He manages to raise his eyes as far as the jewel on the collar, waiting for it to light...
...but it doesn't. He looks up, the same shocked expression mirrored on the woman standing before him. Before there are words there's another hand tugging at his free one and an exclamation.
"I got the paladin! Yaaaaay!"
He is pulled away, unable to speak, his hand still reaching out as someone else moves to join her.
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