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You're so strong Robyn... Altair was in disbelief that she was willing to accept his corrupted past. She was willing to move on with him, and the act hit him forcefully with how much he meant to her even after all these years.
"I don't know what's left in a broken thief, but I'll try my best for you." His hand trailed down her wet face, wiping away stray droplets of water. She had become even more beautiful during the years, and despite seeing her soaked and chilled to the bone, Altair still felt the same.
His fingers continued down her face until resting against her lips. He considered kissing her, and thought back to the days when she used to visit him as a child. Robyn had always stolen a few kisses from him, but it was playful and they were young. The thought of it now would hold an entirely different meaning, and he was unsure of how she would take it.
Gritting his teeth, he slowly pushed himself away from the rocky wall and closed the gap between them. He hesitated at first, but then leaned in and lightly kissed her, his lips ghosting over hers.
The kiss barely connected, and it was brief, but the emotions behind it were on a much larger-scale. Seconds later he breathed in sharply, the pain in his shoulders flaring, causing him to lean back against the wall.
Altair tried to look at her apologetically but only managed a small grimace at the pain.
[ 08-01-2006, 12:10 AM: Message edited by: Deiter Leafblade ]
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