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DAY 2 OF THE MIDSUMMER FESTIVAL!!! [EVERYBODY.]
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Post by Tempest on Aug 5, 2008 12:15:35 GMT -5
Emilio let himself be led away by Amy with a silly, happy-go-lucky, triumphant grin on his face. His nose was still bleeding and he'd managed to get a couple of cuts. And then there were the bruises. They were all over his face and the visible parts of his arms. His knuckles were raw and red.
"No, no. Don't apologize," he mumbled, his teeth red because he'd bitten his tongue back there in the fight. "You are alright, yes? That is the importance ahora." He collapsed on a bench and laughed at himself. "I think I could use... a drink."
Caroline piped up- she must have been following them out of concern for them- "I'll go get it. C'mon, Hector."
They left and Emilio was silent, his dark eyes locked for a moment on Hector's back. Then he shrugged because it was hard to be angry at the moment.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 5, 2008 14:06:56 GMT -5
Amorina gave a soft sigh, taking in Emilio's appearence. He looed terrible and wonderful at the same time. She sat beside him and shook her head, wincing at the bruises and cuts and blood. Still, she nodded and shrugged. "I'm okay. I could definitely be better after that.."
Clara touched Amy's shoulder for a moment before leaving, sifting back into the surge of people. Amy watched Caroline and Hector leave and ran her hands through her hair, her hands still shaking. Why. Why couldn't Kenric had just left well-enough alone? She was close to getting over him already, but he had just opened an already healing wound.
With her head in her hands, her elbows resting on her knees, Amorina's eyes returned to Emilio and she forced a gentle smile on her face. "Thank you very much, Emilio. But you didn't have to get hurt. I can take a punch, especially from some scrawny kid..."
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Post by bubblelicious33 on Aug 5, 2008 18:17:17 GMT -5
Olivia nodded and let him lead her to the dance floor her heart beating a million miles a minute and thoughts racing through her head. However all those years of staging her happiness came back to help her for when they got to the dance floor; her panic immediately faded from her face and replaced by a confident grin and she smiled slightly as they walked onto the dance floor. Once they were there and ready all she was focused on now was Aiden. Wonderful Aiden, she was wrong to have dragged him into this and would apologize repeatedly and profusely after this.
Once the music started however all of her thoughts drained away and her eyes became passionate as she only had eyes for the one standing across from her. The violins started and she began walking towards him purposely and slowly once foot in front of the other. She reached him just as the rest of the music began, putting her right hand in his and her left on his shoulder they began and she let him lead her. Spins, dips, and lifts whatever he decided to do her body were willing and so was she to do it.
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Post by Tempest on Aug 5, 2008 21:25:52 GMT -5
Emilio watched her, concerned. While this little confrontation might have closed some doors, it seemed like it opened some wounds in the process. He wiped a hand on his trousers, then reached out and squeezed Amy's shoulder.
"I did... what I think is right. No man should... hit a woman. Is not honor. Is cowardice. Stupid. And I not hurt... too bad. Is a good hurt, reminding of... of la vida. Life." He shrugged and raised a few fingers to his nose. He winced as they ascertained that he needed to straighten it.
He did so and his eyes filled with tears. Those tears staying where they were, though. Emilio was not the kind of man who wanted to show sadness like that. Already, he was getting the telltale black eyes that spoke of a broken nose.
Caroline returned briefly with something alcoholic for both of them. Then she and Hector took their leave. They did not go very far since she was obviously worried about Emilio.
Emilio took a long drink of whatever this was- it tasted like fruit and lacked the bite of what he had been imagining when he asked for a drink. Still, it was better than nothing. He no longer tasted blood, at least. "You alright? I see... in your face... this man very upsetting for you."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 5, 2008 21:52:17 GMT -5
Amorina gently placed her head on the hand he placed on his shoulder, listening to him with an odd smile. "Thanks again. I don't know what would have happened tonight if you hadn't been there."
She smiled at the drink from Caroline and took a small sip. At the moment, getting trashed was not on her agenda. Then again, she definitely needed something to take her mind off of everything.
"It just...hurts. I could barely handle it when he left me, and for him to come in here and act like a complete asshole to me, for no reason just makes no sense to me... The only reason I could think of is because I did exactly what he wanted and moved on. I-I just don't know what I can do to make sure he stays away. Forever."
Inching closer to Emilio, she leaned against the back of the bench and gave a deep sigh. "I never thought I would be in this situation." It was a muttered sentence aimed more to herself, but loud enough for him to hear.
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Post by Tempest on Aug 6, 2008 12:09:29 GMT -5
Emilio shrugged. "He realize what he lose... wants to make you feel... his pain. He... sad to say, weak. Cannot deal with problems in healthful way." Shrugging again, "He grow up, deal with it later, maybe. Pero... I see him try to do same thing again, I not restrain myself."
He permitted himself to smile at her, but it was a tired sort of smile. He was happy to be near her, but he didn't know how to deal with the aftermath of what she went through.
He leaned back gingerly and sighed when he heard her comment. "Estoy aqui... at least... you not alone. Caroline y yo... we not let him get to you." He pulled himself to his feet.
"I think I... need to clean up... blood on my face... itchy." Plus, this not being able to breath through his nose was getting to him. At least everything was singular now- the double-vision was annoying. He tossed back the rest of his drink and coughed when part of it went down the wrong pipe.
"...I want you... be happy. Is not good to... go over same things in head... is not good for health... makes rest of us worry. Also... I like your smile more when... when your eyes also happy. More.... more beautiful than the sunset over Leo's."
As soon as that little moment had started, it ended. He winced and lifted his shirt- more bruising. He'd feel the recent fight tomorrow morning, that was sure. Oh well. It was pretty damn worth it.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 6, 2008 12:48:27 GMT -5
Listening to him comforted her. She knew what he said was true, but she hated to admit it. The fact that Kenric could be so mean to her after everything they had been through just hurt even more, cutter deeper than any other wound he had made before.
Emilio's words made her smile, and she stood up with him. After being with Emilio and comparing the two men, Amy wasn't sure what she had ever seen in Kenric. They had been kids when they had really been together; people change. This was a harsh wake-up call for her.
"While you go wash up, I think I'll go stand with Caroline and the group. I don't want to be alone after that..."
Another sip of her drink.
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Post by aidonsious on Aug 6, 2008 14:46:12 GMT -5
His heart was beating so hard he swears it would push right out of his chest. Leading her out to the dance floor, Aiden could feel all the eyes on them and he was afraid but when the music started, he looked to Olivia and that fear melted away. As she walked to him, and he placed his hands on her, he smiled.
When the music started, he looked into her eyes and he let her lead. Every step he matched and when she dipped, he held her and still, smiled. This was something he would never forget. And he was not mad at her volunteering him, he was happy that they where doing this.
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Post by Tempest on Aug 6, 2008 21:34:40 GMT -5
Emilio nodded. His expression was serious, but his eyes practically glowed when he looked at her. Right then and there, he knew he'd lost his ability to see the potential for other women in his life. The loss of that sort of freedom didn't bother him- but he was worried. Amy was still young. She'd already left him once.
What if she was... incapable of seeing him in the same light? Could he bear to have to move on? Emilio shared more compassion for this Kenric guy at the moment than he had before... but also more contempt. He wasn't going to over-pity a guy who'd given up an amazing woman. He'd given up.
At least Emilio could tell himself that he had more backbone than Kenric, amongst other things.
He flashed a grin at Amy and said, "I be back soon. Make sure Caroline no worry... about me going."
And with that, he gingerly made his way through the crowd.
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Caroline wondered where her brother was going, but then Hector distracted her with a story about his niece and her pet salamander.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 6, 2008 22:24:54 GMT -5
Amorina did not know how he could manage such a grin after that fight, a grin that, even now, made her blush a little, but she was glad he could. There was just something about him that made her happier at her worst times that many people could not do.
Watching him leave made her uncomfortable, to say the least. With her drink in her hand, she hastily made her way back beside Caroline and offered her a small smile. "Emilio just went to clean up." Being back with the group made her relax and she took a larger gulp of whatever was in the cup given to her.
Amy's eyes returned to the ground and she timidly began to play with her hair, curling it around her finger like a child. It was a habit she had thought she had outgrown years ago; she had only ever done so when she was nervous. While thoughts swam through her head, toying with her, she began to hum to herself, taking comfort in something that had once been given to her on a daily basis.
To love somebody so ardently, and then to have them leave in a heartbeat was the worst pain she thought she could ever feel. It had taken tonight for her to realize she was wrong. For him to be cruel to her after everything was the worst pain. Any light in her eyes left with each passing thought, and she felt a heaviness in her heart that she thought she had finally pushed away.
She looked defeated, her shoulders slightly slumped, eyes cast down and full of emotions. her lips in a soft little frown. Amy didn't want Kenric to win, but she felt extremely betrayed. One thought made her frown disappear, though. At least she wasn't alone, and had somebody who made it very clear that he cared about her.
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Post by Tempest on Aug 7, 2008 10:55:04 GMT -5
Caroline noticed how... well, brooding, Amy seemed when she joined herself and Hector. And Nikolai had disappeared for the moment. But he emerged from a group of people nearby, holding a huge plate of funnel cake.
He sheepishly grinned and mumbled, "I couldn't refuse them... but I don't really eat this kind of thing. Help me out? If I bring back a full plate, they might get a little insulted."
Caroline raised an eyebrow, "Who's this 'they'?"
Nikolai actually turned a shade of deep red, "Oh, just some people..."
Caroline smirked at this, but said nothing else. She just took a piece of the funnel cake and chewed on that to stifle any teasing comments. The atmosphere still felt a tad... subdued.
Hector actually chuckled at all of this, then turned to Amy. "You alright?"
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Emilio went and washed up, almost undoing the straightening he'd done to his nose in his hurry. He didn't have anything to put on the cuts, but they weren't bleeding all that much. Mostly it was just bruising.
Good. He still looked like Hell, but at least it wasn't all bloody and gross.
Emilio didn't take himself so seriously that he couldn't laugh at his current state. At the moment, it looked like he'd lost a boxing match.
He emerged into the festival again, feeling much better- cleaner and more clear-headed. He made his way back to where the others were, but paused when he saw the look on Amy's face. She was upset... Was it because he'd beaten the crap out of her ex? Or was it because of the things that boy had said to her.
Emilio stood there, at a loss, until the frown disappeared. Then he silently approached her and put his arms around her shoulders.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2008 15:26:53 GMT -5
Her eyes reached the funnel cake, but she only offered them a half-hearted smile. Her apetite was gone.
"I'm fine. Just having a not-so-welcomed epiphany."
Amy shrugged, wringing her finger from her hair. She kept a small smile on her face and felt the heaviness start to leave again. It was obvious now that Kenric no longer loved her. Fine. If he wanted to be like this just because she finally listened to him, to Hell with him. She didn't need him anymore. All he brought was pain.
Feeling the arms around her, Amorina's smile grew and she gave Emilio an awkward hug.
"Feel better?"
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Post by Tempest on Aug 9, 2008 8:38:14 GMT -5
Emilio nodded as he reached around Amy to grab a piece of funnel cake. He feigned a wistful sigh and said in mock sadness, "Only... I not so pretty anymore..."
Caroline laughed. "Ten cuidado- los ninos tienen miedo de ti..."
Hector raised an eyebrow. "Shouldn't you see somebody about that? It might heal crookedly or something."
Emilio shrugged gingerly and didn't bother to say anything around his mouthful of funnel cake. When he had swallowed, he commented, "Is okay. Happens lots of times before... I can take care of m'self."
Caroline frowned at him, but apparently decided that whatever she had to say to him about his "lots of times before" could be saved for later.
Nikolai only studied Emilio with curious eyes before averting his gaze and staring off in the direction of the dance floor. "Those students are giving you and Amy... you say "run for your money"... yeah, that's it. They're very good."
"Verdad?" Emilio stretched himself to try and peer in the same direction. Alas, he was a little too short to see anything definitive. "Is okay. I enjoy dance more... more than winning contest."
Caroline laughed. "Mentiroso!" She leaned forward and commented to Amy in a conspiratorial tone, "He's ridiculous- it'd hurt his pride if he lost a dancing contest to a couple of students."
Emilio clapped a hand over the center of his chest, "Ayyy, Caroline, that hurted.... But... I do not think we lose this time." He smiled cockily and tried to peer over the heads of the crowd again.
It was clear what they were doing, though- they both were very canny to the change in atmosphere and were attempting to lighten the mood a bit.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 9, 2008 13:16:28 GMT -5
Amorina let go of him, smiling. "I think you're just as pretty. 'Cept for all those bruises."
Her fingers found strans of hair again and she began to twirl them, thinking still. Her ears heard Nikolai and she stood on the tips of her toes to look over the crowd. For once, her height helped her. "They are very good." Her smile turned into a smirk at Caroline's words and she nodded, letting her fingers release her hair.
"Honestly, I'd be a little disappointed if we didn't win."
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Post by Tempest on Aug 10, 2008 21:49:16 GMT -5
Emilio smirked, shrugged, then shook his head. It was like he didn't know whether to be nonchalant about all of this, certain about their odds of winning, or amused at everything involved in both sides of the argument.
Caroline might have said something about their odds, but Hector tilted his head, said with a smile, "This song is rather catchy," then proceeded to lead the woman into a dance right there on the spot. The spontaneity of it made her grin and blush. She wasn't going to complain.
Emilio only tightened his jaw and turned to peer over the heads of people- he wanted to see how these students were doing. When his view was blocked by (grumble) taller people, he turned to Amy with a lighthearted smile. "Let's go get... a better look?"
Nikolai gave them all a desperate sort of look, but was unable to do anything when a mixed crowd of people who'd made his acquaintance earlier swept him up and took him off to enjoy other diversions.
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