Alisa Reinford (
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midnightstar2018-02-21 09:54 pm
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Since graduating from the Academy, life has been..interesting for Alisa, to say the least. She's been kept very busy, since she was upholding her promise to her mother on showing her the proper way to run the company, and it wasn't easy to put in those changes. Though it would have been a lot harder if she didn't have the support of those around her. But because of that, she hadn't been able to get time to get to visit Rean as much as she liked.
Translation: As much as she liked = every day. She did get to visit - or vice versa - at least on the weekend, and she talked to him almost every night thanks to the range on the ARCUS. Just as finished up for the night, she made her way up to the penthouse, glancing around to make sure she was alone (And you never know with Sharon) in order to take out her ARCUS once more and see if she could get a hold of Rean before bed. She was planning on seeing if he was in the area - alternatively, she was sure she could get away for a visit, if he wasn't busy.
Translation: As much as she liked = every day. She did get to visit - or vice versa - at least on the weekend, and she talked to him almost every night thanks to the range on the ARCUS. Just as finished up for the night, she made her way up to the penthouse, glancing around to make sure she was alone (And you never know with Sharon) in order to take out her ARCUS once more and see if she could get a hold of Rean before bed. She was planning on seeing if he was in the area - alternatively, she was sure she could get away for a visit, if he wasn't busy.
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Sharon, having gotten her picture, laughed quickly and went to fetch the food and set the table for the couple. She'll be extra nice since she did get Rean in trouble earlier.
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"Thank you for...choosing me. For making my dreams come true even if just for a while."
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Aidios it's too early for him to hit her with the charm. "...I could never choose anyone else. From the day I first met you... I would want to be with no one else but you. And that will never change."
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"I had no idea how much hearing that would mean to me today back when we first met. Things were so much more simple." Oh how he longed for those simple days sometimes. Maybe then he could have gone on more dates with Alisa. Slowly working things up instead of falling hard and fast like they did.
"I love you. I love you more than I can ever properly say." Rean confessed with the gentlest of tones.
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Any kind of time she spent with Rean was so precious, moreso when they had to stay apart. And... and then he said it. He said those words, she never expected to hear from him, but had wanted to hear. And it was like getting an emotional gutpunch - she felt lightheaded and weak all of a sudden, "R..Rean..!" She stammered softly, tightening her grip on his arm. God even the way he says those words hits hard, and it's a good thing he's holding her, because she's not so sure she can stand under her own power right now. Her words come in a tone of stunned disbelief, but hopeful at the same time, "Do... do you really mean that....?
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He knew those words were powerful. He knew they were not to be spoken casually. But he also knew they were so very true. Especially after yesterday. So he wanted her to know. Even if she would have said no he would still want to tell her. Rean felt her hold onto his arm for support and for a moment there was some worry in his mind. That was until he heard that hopeful question.
"I do. This is not something I would just throw out if I wasn't sure of the truth." He nodded gently.
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"Alisa..." He mumrured reverently a he squeezed her soft warm body to his chest.
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"I always will. No matter what you think of yourself, or what you have to do, I'll never stop believing in you, or loving you, ever."
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"I really...can't beat you when it comes to this..." Rean chuckled softly, defeat but also happiness slipping into his tone as he pulled away just enough to put his palm to Alisa's cheek while the other rested on top of her hip as the two lovers slipped away into their own little world just from the moment their eyes met.
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"And I'll say it as many times as I have to." She would have been perfectly happy to stay in his arms, gazing into his eyes for hours, if not for the soft, bubbling giggle from behind them.
"My, I do hate to interrupt such a touching scene, but I should note that your breakfast will get cold, if you stay there much longer." Sharon advised, bemused.
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A pity the spell had to be broken by reality shortly after that. Rean turned his eyes back up again when he heard Sharon and with great reluctance he turned his head to the side and pressed his lips to Alisa's palm before lowering it into a hold.
"She has a point. We better go eat so we cna start the day properly."
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That said, she curled her fingers through his and padded over to the table, where another feast was laid out - not QUITE as much as their dinner was, but it still had a hearty selection of various types of juices, eggs, pancakes, rice, sausage, toast, and a few assorted jars of jelly and butter.
Alisa eyed the spread as she claimed her seat close to Rean, "Sharon, you know you're only cooking for two, right?" Good god.
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That being said even he was a little floored by the amount of food arranged at the table. So much so that he had to narrow his eyes a little as he looked over to Sharon.
"We're not expecting anyone else for breakfast are we?"
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"Yeah, and if we ate everything you had here, we'd be growing -outwards-." Alisa grinned.
Sharon looked thoughtful, "Maybe I did make a little too much. Why not take the leftovers with you when you visit Reinford's Research Division?"
Well Alisa wasn't against that idea, at least. It was better than wasting the food, and she knew that a lot of the researchers and engineers tended to get so wrapped up in their work they forget to eat.
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Ah, if only she could catch them sleeping in the same bed or something. That would be prime photo opportunity - Alisa's mother might not approve, but Gwyn would get such a kick out of it.
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Sleeping in the same bed...surely that couldn't happen quite so soon. Though in all likelyhood now that the two had reaffirmed their feelings for one another, Alisa would not really care what her mother thought about her relationship with Rean. So maybe Sharon would get her wish.
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"Well, let's tuck in. Eat all you want, Rean." Though with the quantity there, there was waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too much for two people to eat, even if they wanted to have seconds. Alisa loaded her plate with a cheese omelette, some toast and a few sausages, whiel Sharon moved over to the table to pour drinks for them, looking to Rean, "Coffee, Master Rean?"
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"Yes please, Thank you Sharon." He answered with a curt nod before popping the tomato slice into his mouth followed the the omlette.
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Sharon beamed, carefully filling Rean's cup and setting the coffee pot down again. It'll be a miracle if she doesn't follow them around to get candid camera shots of the happy couple, honestly.
Alisa side-glanced at Rean's plate for a second, then glanced at the spread before them, - something clearly on her mind. Finally she nods a little to herself, "H.. Here Rean, ...try this." She's picked up a bit of the pancake and... yes, she's offering it to Rean to eat. To -feed- him. Though since Sharon's watching, she's blushing and trying not to look into his eyes too much.
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Rean blinked curiously as Alisa fidgeted and gave him the option to take the food from her fork. But then he quickly realized what this was about and with a hiint of a blush tinging his cheeks, Rean leaned over to take the pancake piece into his mouth slowly.
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