Loren smiled, actually smiled, one of the rare ones that transformed his usually anxious and depressed looking features into something more youthful and joyous. "I suppose I'm hoping you prove us both wrong." There was something almost shy about the way he said it. He squeezed Sam's hand to let the bookmaker know how much the healer appreciated the sentiment. The smile morphed into something much different, more hungry, at the other man's words. "I think that can be arranged." The Launceleyn rose from his chair. Not letting go of Sam's hand, Loren closed the short distance between them. Kneeling, he cupped the bookmaker's cheek with his free hand. Stroking it softly, the healer leaned forward to kiss the other man. It was gentle and tender. For now. LOREN Not quite an open book |
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the Firebrand
Headmaster / Grand Healer ✓
Age: 30 | Height: 5' 11' | Race: Attuned x Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Halo Level: 11 - Strg: 32 - Dext: 33 - Endr: 35 - Luck: 39 - Int: ASTRA - Mythical - Luxere
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