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Post by Kyrea on Feb 8, 2009 4:37:37 GMT -5
Kyrea watched as the desk slid into position across the floor and smiled over at the men. “Oh and thanks.” She offered them with yet and other arm full of books she’d managed to pluck from their places along the way.
She then turned and walked inside the room again and settled her new treasures on her own desk stacking them neatly about it the one she’d started earlier, she plucked from its resting place, where she’d left it when Titus had woke earlier that morning, and brought it over and opened it up and plucked the book mark out and laughed.
“Well at least they didn’t ‘die from exhaustion on the way up, though I was ready to think that one or two of them might have.” She told Titus with a smile.
She looked over to her table and then over at Titus who was still carrying the other books she’d collected and tilted her head to the side and then righted it again as she walked over and took them from him then turned and walked back to put them in certain areas on her table and then after a “Hmph” And a satisfied sigh she turned back to Titus once more.
“You’ve been awake for some time, you must be getting hungry, do you want to go for something to eat?” She asked.
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Post by Titus on Feb 8, 2009 4:53:07 GMT -5
“Food sounds good.” Titus replied after he happily watched Kyrea organize her selected books on her new desk. As she did so, he imagined the times they would spend in the future discussing all manner of academic and philosophical thoughts. “It is about that time.”
Titus began towards the steps and remembered he was still in his robe. Realizing that, he turned around and walked back towards his bed area where he had also a shelf with some clothes on it. He pulled off his robe and hung it back on the coat hanger as he passed it, and walked the last few feet to that shelf where he selected and put on an ensemble of fine grey corduroy pants and a comfortable green sweater that would hug him neatly. The day wasn’t very cold, since it was summer after all, but the sun was not shining so bright and overbearingly either. Having gotten dressed, Titus then slid his feet into a pair of black leather shoes and smiled at Kyrea. “Shall we then?” he asked.
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Post by Kyrea on Feb 8, 2009 5:04:45 GMT -5
Once more Kyrea felt her cheeks flush and she quickly averted her eyes from his naked form, though, she did peek at least once, she wasn’t perfectly innocent after all. Though with that peek, her cheeks heated all the more and she turned away form him, hoping he wouldn’t have noticed, just the same as earlier. She was going to have to get used to that, and she probably would sooner or later, it was just that she hadn’t expected it either time, but she promised herself that she would be prepared the next time, as she knew there would be other times because he just didn’t seem to have a problem with nakedness at all.
‘O, ok then.” She stated and as she began to head toward the door she stopped and looked down at her dress and then shrugged. It wasn’t something she’d normally preferred to wear out, shoulder less and very exposing to the sun, but it was fine she figured for like he, she noted tat it wasn’t that hot out today.
After straightening her dress, she smiled over at him. “Yes we shall.” She stated and after opening the door she stepped out and they made their way down the stairs.
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Post by Titus on Feb 8, 2009 5:35:28 GMT -5
Titus hadn’t noticed Kyrea’s awkwardness about his nudity; he hadn’t paid it any attention. Frankly, the principle had never occurred to him. As far as he was concerned, there was nothing wrong or shameful in any way about a naked body.
“Do you eat food at all?” Titus asked on their way down the stairs. The prospect of food had made him wonder.
Outside the tower, and outside the library, the streets were again flowing with people on their way to or from somewhere, mostly in or near the square. It wasn’t near as busy as the day before though, as the sun was not as bright. “And do let me know when you wish to go home.” Titus said warmly as they stepped onto the street. “I would hate to over keep your pleasure.” He concluded with a wink.
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