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Post by Brenda Anders on Dec 30, 2014 3:30:12 GMT
Jack King A brown-haired female with a squirrel tail looked around her before diving down into the deep pool at the base of a mountain. Swimming deep, she swam through a small hole at the base of where the pool met the mountain, the secret entrance to a secret underwater world. After several seconds of swimming and a break in a little air pocket, Brenda emerged in a large underwater, underground cavern lit with long-lasting glowsticks that would soon need to be replaced. The water was fairly warm, being underground and all. The air was as warm, and Brenda enjoyed the mild darkness for a while, churning the water as she stayed afloat in the center.
Shoring up on the ledge of rock at the side of the pool, she climbed out of the at least 20-foot deep pool and made her way over to a waterproof lamp and clicked it on, and instantly the cavern was alight, some crystals in the walls glimmering slightly where the light reflected off of them.
Brenda climbed back into the water, sitting on the ledge with her legs in the water, the surface reaching her stomach. The cavern was a place Brenda discovered for her and her boyfriend, Jack, and was the place she met him in, if ever. She hadn't been there too recently, and was happy to see the cavern as beautiful and peaceful as ever.
Looking down, Brenda smiled, for she saw a shape of a person swimming through the underwater tunnel. When the person surfaced, she raised her hand and clutched the golden locket around her neck, one of two, the other owned by Jack, as girly as it seemed. It had been a gift from her to him, something she treasured deeply as well.
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Post by Jack King on Dec 30, 2014 3:55:11 GMT
Jack was swimming in his shirt and trunks, mostly because the water was warmer today. He noticed the locket float out of his shirt, and tucked it back in. The locket was given to him by Brenda, to officilize their love. He filled it with a tiny drawing of Brenda holding a plate of Jell-O. Hey, don't call it weird, he likes Jell-O! Brenda and Jell-O were the things he loved the most. He loved Brenda more though.
Jack soon found himself in the cave where Brenda and him had their date last. He also found Brenda there, too. "Hi, Brenda!" said Jack with a cheery smile.
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Post by Brenda Anders on Dec 30, 2014 4:17:41 GMT
"Hey!" She exclaimed, smiling even brighter. She scooted over on the ledge a bit so that he could sit beside her, and she released the locket that she had been holding so tightly.
|Wow, so short. I'm tired|
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Post by Jack King on Dec 30, 2014 4:28:53 GMT
Jack sat next to Brenda on the ledge and attempted to give her a peck on the cheek. He wasn't feeling the whole bog kiss thing today, mostly because he was tired from swimming.
(yeah, could we have no big kiss thing, im sick, and i don't wanna make it worse be gagging.)
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Post by Brenda Anders on Dec 30, 2014 4:40:36 GMT
|Don't worry, wasn't planning on it|
Brenda smile, glad she wouldn't blush knowing that she loved him and he loved her. "So, Logan's back then," she said, wanting to start a conversation. Brenda didn't really want to talk about Logan, but she knew she needed to before she attacked him. Maybe they would work things out, but she would never forgive him, and never would she ever trust him, let alone let him near her alone with his claws. She also knew she needed to try and get him calmer and less aggressive, and before he found a way to gang up with some other evil person (haha good luck with that, Brenda). "Maybe I can get him to be nicer, or at least get him to lose the claws?" She continued, half to herself. She also wondered how Jack would react. Would he cheer her on, tell her not to because it would be dangerous, or stay neutral?
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Post by Jack King on Dec 30, 2014 4:56:01 GMT
Jack thought about what Brenda said. He knew that Logan would probably wouldn't drop the claws again unless she kissed him. Probably big time kiss him. "Dropping the claws would be good, but he's a master blacksmith. If he had the right tools, he could make anything! Getting him calmer would be hard though. The only way he'll become soft is by...love. We'll probably have to fake a break-up in front of him, you could pretend to cry, and he'll grow soft. Then again, he could have found someone else again..." explained Jack. It could all work out, but he'll need Brenda's thought on it too.
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Post by Brenda Anders on Dec 30, 2014 5:02:12 GMT
Surprised, Brenda placed a hand on his. "Jack, I don't know if I could do that. It wouldn't feel right. Maybe we can hook him up with another half-blood?" Though she didn't like it, Brenda had to agree that Jack's plan was a good one. It just didn't feel right to her. Brenda hated Logan with all her blood, but she wasn't the kind of person to just quit on people. "But I... I guess if you really think there's no other way, I guess... I guess I could trick Logan Marshall." Truth be told, Brenda hated tricking people. She did it if she had to, but other than that, she didn't like it. |
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Post by Jack King on Dec 30, 2014 5:18:01 GMT
(why'd you tag him?)
Jack realized what Brenda's reaction was. "Well, we don't have to do that plan. We could try to hook him up with someone else, but if all else fails, that's our last hope. Look, I only want you to be happy. If it doesn't feel right to you, then we'll make it our last available choice." said Jack, as he looked at Brenda with sympathy.
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Post by Brenda Anders on Dec 30, 2014 5:48:16 GMT
|So that he know's we're planning|
Brenda blinked and nodded, resting her head on Jack's shoulder. The silence let her think. Brenda swished her legs around and back and forth in the water, watching the ripples appear on the surface.
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Post by Jack King on Jan 4, 2015 19:01:15 GMT
Jack smiled as Brenda leaned on his shoulder and he blushed lightly. He leaned back on the ledge, and thought, "Who would Logan fall for...? He fell in love with Rayne, but who else in the school is like that?" Well maybe his sister, but she's probably found someone by now.
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Post by Brenda Anders on Jan 4, 2015 19:17:20 GMT
"I have no idea," Brenda muttered, wiggling her legs in the water a little. Sitting back up, she inhaled.
"Lets get it off our mind for now, though," she said suddenly, slipping into the water and treading the surface smoothly. With a grin, she kicked up for momentum, then sunk down to the bottom, pulling herself down with the grooves of the walls.
Reaching the bottom, she tucked her toes into a little ledge to hold herself down and curled up at the bottom, ignoring the pressure pounding down on her head and the burn in her lungs. Truth was, Brenda loved swimming. Most furry animals weren't really supposed to, but she did. Brenda liked the quiet respect the being underwater seemed to hold.
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Post by Jack King on Jan 4, 2015 19:21:55 GMT
(me and Brenda have a lot in common)
(must be awkward for Jack, cause Brenda's just in the water and Jack's on the ledge, not knowing what to do)
Jack shrugged. He dipped back into the warm water and sorta swished around. He was still tired from all of the swimming he did before, so he was being childish, and swished around.
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Post by Brenda Anders on Jan 4, 2015 19:32:25 GMT
Instinct kicking in, Brenda pushed off the wall and swam up to the surface, breaking into the air, gasping. Panting, she smiled and slicked her hair back, blinking to clear her already poor vision - maybe one day Claire would find a way to fix her eyesight?
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Post by Jack King on Jan 6, 2015 2:35:35 GMT
(dunno how to respond to this)
Jack continued to swish around and asked, "Would you call yourself a happy person?" It was a weird question, but he had to know. If she was not happy, he had to kiss her, but if yes, he could still kiss her. It just wouldn't be necessary.
(my heart's beating cause my dad just walked by)
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Post by Brenda Anders on Jan 6, 2015 2:49:22 GMT
|Well I hope it's beating because I hope you're alive. LOL, did he see what you were typing? XD|
Hesitating only slightly, Brenda shrugged, which wasn't easy treading water, and nodded. "I'd think so, though with Logan around it makes it difficult."
|SO short|
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Post by Jack King on Jan 6, 2015 2:58:52 GMT
(no but he scared the poop out of me that he would)
Jack thought about what he was going to do. Should he really (I want to say make out, but they really didn't) kiss her like he did before? For the third time I shall say? Well, kissing is healthy, it helps more oxygen go to your brain as well as endorphins, so he might as well. Jack moved closer to Brenda, and said, "Maybe this could help a bit." He attempted to put his hand on Brenda's chin gently (...) and kiss her.
(oh god I'm afraid of what's gonna happen for this kiss)
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Post by Brenda Anders on Jan 6, 2015 4:10:09 GMT
The question had surprised Brenda, which made it easier to anticipate the kiss. As Jack leaned in, Brenda didn't resist, though she had to say it made things difficult when your trying to swim and kiss at the same time.
Tenderly, Brenda kissed her boyfriend, and when it seemed hard to stay afloat, attempted to nudge Jack towards the ledge, her eyes closed, heart fluttering
|So awkward but so kawaii|
|LOL, what's with the nerdy facts of kissing? XD|
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Post by Jack King on Jan 6, 2015 4:21:36 GMT
(I'm sorry i'm a nerd. can't help it  ) Jack tenderly, and passionately kissed Brenda, and moved toward the ledge, slowly. He caressed her slick hair, and moved his free hand towards her butt waist. Jack had done this before, and his mind all just knew what he was doing: Trying to lose itself and wanting to become one with Brenda. (...) Kissing made him forget the things that were happening, it made him forget that Logan was here, and all his worries disappeared. (i just can't even) |
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Post by Brenda Anders on Jan 6, 2015 4:56:18 GMT
Beck over at the ledge, Brenda balanced sure-footed toes on a little crevice, moving her hands up to Jack's head to get more control (...) over their kissing.
|Me either|
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Post by Jack King on Jan 7, 2015 0:02:43 GMT
(and now you'll see that the next posts will be about kissing)
Jack wondered why Jack/Brenda moments became a thing he had never bothered to date Brenda earlier. Oh yeah, that's right, Brenda had a thing for Logan, and Jack looked down on people like her. Oh well. That's how it went.
The panther half-blood continued to kiss Brenda with passion and love. Honestly, this was kinda disturbing of how long they would kiss.
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Post by Brenda Anders on Jan 7, 2015 0:09:57 GMT
|This is so sad compared to the other thread >.<|
Brenda, kissing Jack passionately, suddenly clamped her hands on Jack's shoulders and pushed out, trying to drag him into the water and hold him close because there's really nothing else exciting (..) going on.
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Post by Jack King on Jan 7, 2015 0:13:50 GMT
(OH GOD BRENDA'S A SIREN/MERMAID)
(well then. you want something exciting eh? wiggles eyebrow)
Jack let himself be dragged into ze the water, as there needed to be more action (...) in their kiss.
(i don't know what I'm doing anymore)
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Post by Brenda Anders on Jan 7, 2015 0:16:10 GMT
|Me either. I have no idea how to reply|
Brenda, having managed to take a deep breath, kissed Jack more tensely as they sunk, holding close to him (...) and resisting the urge to just do other things (...).
|Oh, Gawd, Please help|
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Post by Jack King on Jan 7, 2015 0:21:19 GMT
(-reads post- D:)
While Brenda was taking a breath somehow, he managed to take in a breath as well. Bubbles softly lifted from his mouth as he tenderly kissed his significant other.
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