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Liz Ortecho is as (mouthyasever) wrote in somerealityrpg,

"I do" She replied, her hands moving from his cheek to his pants. Without saying a word she began to search his pockets for the letter she knew would be on his person somewhere.

If this was any other time this could be taken in a sexual way and she would play it up that way as she brushed against the front of his pants and he brushed his hand against her stomach but now wasn't the time for that. She shivered a little bit as his fingers touched her scar, a little smile crossing her lips. The day he healed that wound for her had been a pretty special one before it all went to hell and he killed himself to bring her sister back. She would always have that scar as a reminder of their first time together.

"A ghost could never make me feel like you did just by touching my scar" She pointed out as she stuck in her hand into pocket number three of his. "Ah ha! Found it" Pulling it out, she opened it up and moved to stand beside him as she shone the light down on it. "Read this. It'll explain everything"