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the Project	By : theLureln Category: +M through R > Magic: The Gathering Views: 11901 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Magic the Gathering characters or settings, anything else is mine. This story is not being written for profit.

Chapter List
- 1-the Project
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-10
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-18
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- 21-21
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Lorissa waited with the barest veneer of patience, arms crossed over her chest as she leaned away from the man in front of her whose face was familiar but whose identity she wasn’t certain of. In spite of her current situation, she wasn’t afraid, although perhaps she should be. She had Nix there and she didn’t think a man who’d been kissing her senseless was about to threaten her with physical harm now. She was more concerned about the emotional fall out she could sense lurking in the wings. Anger and aggravation coiled within her; if her suspicions were correct she wasn’t sure how she was going to react.
Jace stared back at her, his illustrious brain that he so prided himself on coming up completely blank. How did he elucidate something like this? Was there even an explanation that could cover it? Once again he had done something totally reprehensible in his obsession with her; the only saving grace at the moment was she had no idea how often he’d fallen into such behavior pursuing his lust for her. But he knew this was going to be a huge blow to her trust in him; there was no way around it. He’d disguised himself to get close to her; and while this wasn’t the first time he’d done it, she’d been unaware of the previous one. Short of running out of her house, which was tempting thanks to his current brain freeze, she wasn’t letting him leave there without answers if the set of her shoulders and the scowl furrowing her brow were any indication.
“I’m waiting,” she succinctly emphasized into the tension laden silence, not inclined to give the man a moment to come up with what would undoubtedly be another lie.
With a sigh, Jace allowed the illusion on him to fade away, the rugged lines of Venser’s features smoothing out into his own more refined ones, the hazel blue eyes brightening to pure cerulean as the leaner outline of his true form emerged.
Her eyes widened in shock at the transformation, tracing over him from head to toe with confused irritation, her body straightening up as her hands clenched into fists. “What is this Jace?”
“I needed to understand what’s between you and Venser,” he mumbled, aware as he spoke that it was hardly justification for what he’d done but also incapable of thinking of an excuse more understandable than the truth.
In that instant Lorissa had so many questions it took her a moment to select the most currently pressing. Thanks to her divided thoughts, she managed to sound far more serene than she was feeling. “You couldn’t have just asked me?”
Her voice was remarkably calm but Jace wasn’t stupid; he suspected she was too surprised to have had a chance to get angry yet. “I thought this was the way to get the most honest answer out of you.”
“By lying to me,” she slowly said, her expression growing increasingly irate. “And kissing me disguised as someone else.”
He winced and reflexively ran a hand through his hair so that the locks stood in disarray; well aware of how poorly conceived the idea had been. “I didn’t plan on doing this; I was just in the area and saw the two of you together and acted on impulse.”
She preferred not losing her temper during a conversation as rule, having long ago decided that once she let emotions rule her words then she had lost a debate. So she did her best to analyze what he was telling her at face value, repressing the outrage and pain that was fighting to surface thanks to his deception. But it was difficult to be understanding; every time she considered trusting him he seemed to make her regret it and at the same time, be disappointed in herself for extending that trust.
He had seen her with Venser and gotten angry; whether it was jealousy or something as simple as being territorial she couldn’t say. It always felt like he was presenting her with problems; it would serve him right if she did decide to date Venser, who by contrast did everything possible to bring comfort and tranquility to her life.
“You had me completely fooled,” she whispered, in more ways than one she realized, the incident reminding her how very little she actually knew this man. She had noticed before that he seemed to know his way around illusion spells, but this level of mastery was something rare. He had looked, smelled and tasted like Venser. If he hadn’t given himself away by being too aggressive, she would have never known. Power of that level was at least on par with the highest ranking mages in her guild.
“I didn’t want to fool you, as much as figure out your feelings,” he quietly disputed her when it would have been undoubtedly wiser to hold his tongue. But he refused to accept blame for any and all suppositions she might have.
She gave him an arch look that did not bode well. “And did you figure out my feelings from one kiss? Am I really that simple?”
This was definitely dangerous footing, for more than one reason. Insulting her wasn’t going to further his agenda; although at this point he wasn’t even certain that was a possibility. He’d fucked up; in reality he should just shoot for damage control. “Of course you’re not simple, nothing about this thing between us is. For the record, I don’t normally act so…carelessly. But I had to know and nothing else mattered, I’m sorry. And while it’s true I can’t claim to have an insight to the entire range of your feelings in regards to Venser; I know from the way I had to come after you to get that kiss, you haven’t slept with him.”
As usual, his explanation angered her as much as it enlightened her. He was clearly serious about being involved in her life; he kept showing up in it whether she wanted him to or not. She could loosely understand his curiosity about what was between her and Venser, but he wasn’t entitled to know unless she wanted to talk to him about it. The thought of talking about her feelings for either man made her distinctly uncomfortable but she might have done it had he bothered to come and discuss it with her. But he hadn’t; instead concocting some half assed plan to try and get a reaction out of her that he thought would give him the truth. In a way it had; he was right that she hadn’t slept with Venser.
More troubling though, was that he thought his actions were justified. Oh, he’d apologized to her and called his behavior careless but did he really mean it? Given how often he seemed to do whatever the hell he wanted, she doubted it. It was up to her to make certain he understood she had boundaries he couldn’t cross.
“Ok, look, this kind of crap has to stop,” there was a warning in her tone, her eyes direct as she stared up at him, her hands resting on her hips. “You can’t keep doing whatever you want and expecting me to just smile and take it. There’s not even really a…you and me, officially. For you to keep acting so territorially alpha is way out of bounds. I don’t appreciate it at all and it’s a damn fast way to get your ass removed from my life.”
Jace understood the attraction between them was capable of surmounting anything, even her current aggravation, so he genially nodded in agreement, not about to risk upsetting her further. Lorissa sensed he was humoring her, but she couldn’t figure out a way to be clearer and nagging wasn’t in her nature. So she blew out a long, slow breath and carefully enunciated, “I am going to be pissed about this for a while; it’s a gross breach of trust. You have to swear you’ll never do this to me again.”
He immediately nodded once more, voice solemn as he swore, “I won’t do this to you again.”
He had no need to disguise himself as Venser again; he’d gotten the answer he was looking for. They hadn’t slept together and if he had his way, they never would.
Now that she’d extracted his word, she tilted her head to one side inquisitively, her irritation taking a back seat to her curiosity, which had always been one of the strongest guiding factors in her life. “You’re very good,” she murmured as she studied him from head to toe and then blushed at his knowing smile. “I mean at illusions! I had no idea you were such a proficient illusionist.”
“I’m the best,” he stated with complete immodesty, aware there was likely no one who was his peer at illusions, throwing in a wink at her just to tease another blush onto her cheeks.
She rolled her eyes at his juvenile antic; still annoyed at what he’d done but also aware she couldn’t do much about it. He was bigger than her, stronger than her, could use magic with obvious ease. She could vent her displeasure and withhold her company, but that was about it for disciplining someone like him. He did seem desperate for her approval; his infatuation with her body was something she hadn’t figured out but didn’t doubt. And that attraction was mutual. He was a handsome man; part of the reason she had such a difficult time forgetting about him was because of how combustible the passion between them was. No matter how irritated they were with one another, as soon as they touched, all of it disappeared as if completely irrelevant, incinerated under a lust that made them mindless. Of course once the heat between them died down to a manageable level, their issues were still there waiting since they never seemed to get fully addressed.
On the other hand, she was relieved that it had turned out to be him after all, that her body didn’t betray her for the touch of various men, just this one.
She honestly didn’t know if it was worth her time trying to sort through the challenges of being with him. He was erratic, flighty, incapable of recognizing his failings and he made decisions that appeared to be consistently unwise. He also had trust issues, given how frequently he opted to deceive her rather than ask her what he wanted to know. None of these traits recommended him as a partner and yet…she still wanted to give him a chance. Perhaps more of the problem lied with her than she wanted to admit.
“Get out of my house,” she finally muttered with a sigh, “Looking at you confuses me right now. And stay away. I’d rather not see you for a while.”
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