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Date/Time: 19th May, midmorning
Location: The woods (off the manor grounds)
Status: Private (Rose, Raphael and probably later Belial)
Summary: Would you care for a walk?

Rose was slowly walking towards the edge of the woods. Still troubled by the events and revelations from two days ago she had offered Raphael to walk with her through these woods today and she hoped he'd come. She wanted, no, she needed to talk to him...

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Date: Thursday, 14 October 2010 14:51 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] halosphere.livejournal.com
He lightly stroked her hair, his heart aching for his friend. "I won't say a word, Rose." He had promised her this many times before but he would say it as many times again. "They would have to get through me first. I won't let anyone hurt you."

Not that that would have been much to comfort her. Even in full-strength he would be no match for the Warrior of God. But he meant it... He would die before he let anyone harm her or her pack again.

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Date: Wednesday, 3 November 2010 12:39 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] halosphere.livejournal.com
Raphael held her close. After awhile, he pulled away a little and looked around. It was a beautiful day and they were far enough away from the manor.

He smiled at her. "Would you like to... I mean, if you would like that sort of thing..." He showed her a fuzzy red ball that he had tucked into his robes. "And afterwards, I could brush you. If you like?"

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Date: Thursday, 4 November 2010 18:52 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] halosphere.livejournal.com
Raphael's smile broke into a grin. He took the ball in his hand, pulled back and let it fly to land between two trees still shining with dew.

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Date: Thursday, 4 November 2010 20:06 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] halosphere.livejournal.com
Raphael gripped the ball, laughing as he tried to pry it away from her teeth so that he could throw it again. He moved to his knees, playfully wrapping an arm around Cloud's soft middle and bracing himself for a wrestle, still holding the ball with his fingers.

right now, there was nothing to fear, nothing to regret...
There was only unfiltered laughter, pure joy and shining eyes...

There is a friendship rooted in deep trust, a trust he will never break...


He grins mischievously as he frees the ball and throws it, a little further this time.

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Date: Wednesday, 10 November 2010 14:08 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] halosphere.livejournal.com
Raphael had chased after her at the last throw and when she brought the ball back he laughed again and playfully tackled her, dropping to his back with arms full of fur.

The leaves and brush stuck to his hair and clothes but he didn't care, only threw the ball again and feeling so very happy.

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