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the Project	By : theLureln Category: +M through R > Magic: The Gathering Views: 11901 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Lorissa made it to her parents place with time to spare, so she decided to clean up before dinner. Her brothers hadn't arrived yet, so there was no need to worry about running into them in their suite next door to hers. The bathroom across the way from her chambers contained her toiletries and towels that she left at the house for use during her visits, so she just walked out into the hallway naked. At that same moment, a man stepped out of her brothers' rooms. They both froze the instant they saw each other. He was a big guy, solidly built, good looking in a rugged way with sandy brown hair and hazel blue eyes. He was dressed in the blue and white uniform of an Azorius Senate official. She, of course, was naked. She dived into the bathroom at the same instant he turned and ran face first into the door leading into her brothers' suite. She groaned as she skidded across tile, scraping skin off her elbows and knees. He groaned as he bounced off the door, a hand reaching up to touch his bleeding nose. Then he hurriedly made his way into her brothers' rooms, the door slamming behind him the same second she slammed the door to the bathroom.
            Lorissa should have been frightened to within an inch of her life, but several things prevented that from happening. First off she knew her parents were both home downstairs, while there was a slim chance a stranger could get past one of them there was no way someone could evade both. They had each set up wards all over the house from their respective fields of magic, even a highly trained assassin would be likely to set off at least one. Second, the man had seemed shocked to see her there and even though he looked to be twice her size he'd turned to flee just like she had. What was he doing in her parents' house and apparently her brothers' rooms? If he was a guest, would it have killed her parents to let her know about him?
            To top it all off, he'd seen every inch of her up close and personal. She covered her face in embarrassment. She was going to murder her mother and father. She was pretty certain even the strictest judge in the Senate wouldn't condemn her for it in these circumstances. Consequently, the outfit she chose for dinner was not what she'd originally planned on wearing. Feeling vulnerable, she opted for a loose fitting top and comfortable pants that showed only a hint of her figure. She made her way downstairs and was relieved to see only her mother in the dining room.
            "So you neglected to mention there's a strange man in the house," Lorissa practically shouted at Salinda by way of opening conversation.
            Salinda glanced up in consternation, clearly startled by her daughter's outburst. "I'm sorry I guess I did. He's been with us for so long now I don't really think of him as a guest any longer. Of course you'd already know about him, if you bothered to stop by more often."
            Lorissa threw her hands up in the air. "I'm here now aren't I?"
            Her mother beamed at her, totally unrepentant for laying the guilt on. "So you are. His name is Venser, he's been with us for about a month now. He has what appears to be a minor case of amnesia. He was found outside New Prahv a couple of months ago in a coma and when he woke up he didn't like the idea of staying in a strange area that was so large and crowded, so I offered to let him board at our place."
            Typical of her mother to take a wounded bird under her wing, although thinking back on the man she'd seen in the hall he didn't look impaired at all. He'd exuded virility. Just remembering those broad shoulders and wide chest had her nervously shifting in place. She decided she'd prefer to not have her mother find out about what had happened upstairs. The ensuing explanation would be humiliating beyond belief, so she changed the subject, asking how things had been at the Azorius Senate lately. Salinda couldn't give details of course, but she did immediately launch into a broad description of what she'd been working on for the last several weeks. She was still talking when Venser entered the room, so she didn't notice the unnatural stillness that fell over both him and Lorissa when their eyes met.
            He paused midstride in the doorway, a comical expression of panicked confusion on his face that did nothing to detract from his handsome masculinity. He opened his mouth and stammered out, "A-about earlier, I'm sor-"
            Lorissa's shoulders stiffened and she sliced the air with a hand to cut off his apology before it led to any questions from her mother. "Its fine, I'm afraid my mother didn't tell me a guest was here. I'm Lorissa deCar, pleased to meet you."
            Venser frowned as he tried to read the situation. He definitely needed to apologize to the girl. He'd gotten an eyeful of every delicate curve she possessed and the image was burned into his brain, making him feel uncomfortable, guilty and more than a little turned on all at once. She didn't seem interested in the overture however and after taking a moment to think about her words he knew why. She was the daughter of Salinda and clearly didn't want her mother to know what had happened. He couldn't blame her, he didn't want his fierce little hostess to know either. Salinda might be kind and compassionate, but it wasn't too hard to imagine her being a fearsome protector when it came to her children.
            Earlier when he'd run into Lorissa upstairs he’d had only an overall impression of a tiny female with sweet curves, huge eyes and dark hair. His brain had shorted out on seeing all that bare skin and he'd turned tail and run. Now that Venser was able to study her at length, it was obvious she was related to Salinda. Both women were dainty and eye catching, their color was completely opposite but Venser had been staying at the deCar residence for a while and readily recognized the daughter had inherited her darker hues from her father Nostav. She was the counter of her brothers Peyrn and Pardic, who had Salinda's fair coloring and Nostav's giant build. Venser liked the twins, they wrestled with him when they visited and had a jovial nature about them that put one and all at ease. This girl seemed a little more reserved, but that could just be due to the fact he'd seen her naked. He was feeling awkward himself and he had the luxury of being clothed at their first meeting.
            "I'm Venser," he finally replied, extending a hand to her in greeting.
            She eyed his palm like it might turn into a snake, and then realized her mother would think she was acting odd if she didn't take it. Her hand was eclipsed by his much larger one as she shook it and she couldn't help but notice how warm and firm his grip was. A little shiver passed through her at the thought and she was so startled she yanked her hand out of his and stepped away. It was the first trace of physical attraction she’d felt in ages. How could she even think about being interested in another man after the disaster she'd had with Jace a few months ago? Maybe her self esteem had taken a blow when she'd been relegated to an occasional booty call.
            Venser was an excellent artificer, he understood artifacts and machinery much better than people in general and certainly better than women in particular. However even a novice like himself could read a reaction like hers, she was attracted to him but not happy about it. He'd been feeling guilty about being unable to get the picture of her naked out of his mind, he was over that as of right now. He shifted in place, tamping down the urge to do something about the signal she'd sent, respecting her obvious desire to suppress it. It went against the very nature of his masculine sex drive, but he turned to Salinda and asked if she needed help setting the table. Lorissa volunteered to help her in the kitchen and the two women disappeared while he took care of the dining room. Nostov and the twins arrived shortly after that, and everyone sat down to eat.
            The evening passed by in a pleasant fashion. This was a family of love and laughter; they teased one another mercilessly and with great fondness. Each of them possessed an inherent independence and they all respected that. The twins perhaps were the least so, due to their own bond. The food itself was excellent, Salinda enjoyed cooking for the family and one could taste the care she put into the preparations. The sauces were beautifully blended, the meats wonderfully seasoned, the sides perfectly complimentary. When the desserts arrived Lorissa groaned aloud and accused her mother of trying to make her fat, even as she accepted a veritable slab of chocolate cake.
            After dinner came the games: cards, drawings, things even got physical for a while as the twins challenged Venser and Nostov to wrestling matches. Salinda and Lorissa trounced the men at the card games, the twins dominated the drawing set since they could more or less read one another's mind so figured out their pictures first. Despite being the oldest male there, Nostov still won the wrestling, as a member of the Boros Legion he participated in hard physical training every day and he was in shape to a terrifying degree. The whole time the family exchanged friendly taunts and told outrageous stories to see who got the most laughs. Venser was suffused with a feeling of well being and peace, an experience he seldom had in life, and he was sad to see the evening end.
            Eventually Peyrn, Pardic and Lorissa had to leave. She'd originally planned on staying the night in her old room but after what happened earlier that was out of the question. She didn't think Venser was a threat, even if her parents weren't there. She'd been surprised to find she had a good time despite the embarrassing way in which they met, he seemed like a nice enough man and had a ready laugh and quick smile. He was genuinely fond of her family, apparently her brothers had hung out with him quite a bit in the last weeks. Even with all that, she still felt awkward sleeping in the room next to his. Her brothers offered to escort her home under the baleful glare of their mother and the three siblings kept up the teasing banter of the night the whole way to her place. They came in to visit for another hour, mostly so they could play with her Pride lion.
            Lorissa got to bed very late and it was only then she realized she hadn't been plagued by thoughts of Jace for hours. It had been almost two months since the last time she'd seen him. There could be no doubt he had no intention of seeing her again and she really didn't know what she'd do if they did cross paths. There was nothing serious between them, just a lot of hot sex and bad behavior on both their parts. She'd made stupid choices and he'd run out on her in spectacular style. She wasn't even all that angry with him anymore, being too pragmatic to hold a grudge. She'd learned her lesson and while initially her feelings had been hurt, once she'd thought about it from a logical angle she knew there was no reason for her to feel that way. He'd never promised her anything, she'd never asked for anything. It was time for her to get on with life.
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