11-08-2010, 10:54 PM
Crim was focused on his brother, trying hard not grab the girl's hand as she and her friend walked past them. He could tell that Fyre was also haveing the same trouble he was. He ran a hand through his short red hair, closing his golden eyes. His body was vibrating as she walked by. He looked up at Fyre, who had the same look on his face and his hand in his long hair. Crim looked over his shoulder to see that they had gone, he looked back at Fyre. "Did you feel it too? That pull? That attraction?" Crim asked him.
Fyre was in a trance, the blue strands hypnotised him. As soon as she was gone, her spell over him broke. He shook his head, his long firey red hair swaying. He looked his brother in the eye, his golden eyes wild. "Yes, I did. It felt like fate." He said, his voice a harsh whisper. The fire faes believed in the red string of fate. He shallowed hard, unsure of what to do. "What are we going to do?" He asked his brother.
"Tonight, sleep. Tomorrow, we go buy that house." Crim said with smiled. The two retired upstairs for the evening.
Fyre woke early the next morning. The sun was just rising, he didn't want to wake his brother just yet. He got up and went out to the hallway, he needed to bathe. The inn only had a public bathhouse, but Fyre didn't mind. He had just his pants and a towel as he headed out into the hallway. He had no idea that his blue haired elf was in the room across from him.
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