Post by Brighteye on Jan 5, 2010 22:32:10 GMT -5
MICHAEL: Good night, Krystal. -Nods.-
Krystal: I'd like it. Please. Good night, Michael.
MICHAEL: -Nods.- Sure. If that's what you want.
Krystal: I know... -few more steps back- I am too. I'll stop by once... I'm not freaking out.
MICHAEL: I'm not mad or hurt. I'm just... disappointed. You should just go.
Krystal: -shrugs- I don't know. I don't want to make you mad or hurt... -closes her eyes, praying she didn't cry-
MICHAEL: What do you want me to say?
Krystal: You don't look... "fine".
MICHAEL: -Looks down at her.- I'm fine.
Krystal: -bites lip, hard- I didn't want this to happen... Oh, Michael....
MICHAEL: -Shrugs haplessly.- Sure. Whatever you feel like.
Krystal: -takes the basket- I wouldn't have, but... thanks. -takes a step back, but pauses- Can I... can I come see you? Tomorrow?
MICHAEL: No, it's alright. Here... -hands her the basket.- I don't want you to starve.
Krystal: I... I just have to get away. Somewhere that isn't... here. You can come...
MICHAEL: -Kind of looks away, helping Krystal up.- Can you make it or would you like me to accompany you?
Krystal: -flinches away from the hand involuntarily- Sorry... -hesitantly takes his hand, trying to force herself to calm down-
MICHAEL: I know. It's fine. But you're obviously not. -Stands up and puts out his hand.-
Krystal: I-I'm sorry, Michael. It's not your fault.. I swear it isn't.
MICHAEL: -Looks down at the food and stuff coldly.- Let's just get you back home.
Krystal: -shakes head, closing eyes for a moment- I know you will.
MICHAEL: Krystal; you look like you're about to have a heart attack... please; I won't be mad....
Krystal: I can't tell you... you'll get mad...
MICHAEL: -Glances at Krystal, noting her terror with concern.- .... Krystal... what's wrong?
Krystal: -trembles, hugging herself tightly, shaking her head furiously, panting- No... Michael... it's not... it's this place. -looks very uncomfortable, looking around warily-
MICHAEL: -Kind of falls down, the place Krystal was.- o.o OH MY GOSH I'M SO SORRY.... -Reels away, terrified.-
Krystal: -watches him lean even closer, completely invading the bubble space; freaks out.- No, Don't! -scrambles away fearfully, trembling, watching him with wide eyes-
MICHAEL: -Closes his eyes and leans in to brush his lips against hers.-
Krystal: -watches him move closer, remaining quite still. bites her cheek hard, hit with fear as she watches his eyes move; unable to say anything-
MICHAEL: -Kinds of goes silent for a minute, looking at her softly.- As am I... -Sets his glass down, scooting closer to her, eyes gently falling to gaze unsurely at her lips.-
Krystal: -blushes- I promise you, I did not lie. You're a wonderful person, and I'm attracted to you.
MICHAEL: You... you are? Krystal, I must confess, I'm quite enamored by you.
Krystal: Nah, that wasn't what I'm implying. I might've been taken. -sighs- I'm glad I wasn't.
MICHAEL: OH really? I wouldn't even catch your eye as the men flock to you? -Chuckles.- You are cruel.
Krystal: Oh? If I went out everyday actually trying, we might not even be here.
MICHAEL: Shame, really...
Krystal: I've never really given my looks much thoughts. I don't purposely go out trying to turn heads.
MICHAEL: -Tilts head.- Don't you think so?
Krystal: -blush again- You're going to swell my head with all of your wonderful compliments.
MICHAEL: -Stares at her.- You're gorgeous.
Krystal: Mmm, yes. It's pretty. -looks out at the city/sky for a moment-
MICHAEL: -Shrugs.- It looks nice up here, doesn't it? I just found it, scouting out.
Krystal: I'm glad. -smiles; takes a bite of her food and chews thoughtfully- How'd... How'd you find this place?
MICHAEL: -Sort of chuckles and looks away, blushing.- Yes, yes I do.
Krystal: -smiles and nods, taking a slice of bread and cheese as well. looks up to see michael staring, blushes- See something you like?
MICHAEL: -Grins.- Thank you... -Leans back and eats some bread and cheese, gazing at Krystal dreamily.-
Krystal: -smiles lightly- Thank you. You look quite handsome yourself.
MICHAEL: -Pours them each a glass of wine before setting out some small plates, a cut up bagette, and some cheese and butter.- You look lovely.
Krystal: -lets him lead her. looks up as he speaks- It's wonderful. -bites cheek, exhaling softly to calm herself- Please?
MICHAEL: -Sits her down on a collection of satin pillows before seating himself.- Do you love it? -Opens a bottle of wine.- Would you like some bread?
Krystal: -walks with him, but nearly freezes completely at the sight of the watertower, remembering. tries to cover up her fear- It's... beautiful, Michael.
MICHAEL: -Brings Krystal to a romantic, candle-lit picnic on the watertower over looking the full moon and the city.
