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[sound of snow crunching, he's walking around in the forest and flipping through the journal :) the footsteps stop when he sees a girl sitting out in the snow, though, glances over to see what she's doing :O]

[ooc: alkja Hope that's okay! I'll be back in a few hours ♥]

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[Said girl in snow is crying but she's not making any sounds. Her right leg is spread out in front of her as she sits against the tree while the other is pulled up to her chest. When she hears him approach, Jenny just scowls; he better not tell her father]

[looks down at her, pauses for a moment as he decides what to do .... decides to be nice ROFL and squats down to be more on her level]

You're hurt.

[she shakes her head rapidly and then tries to stand - but she's never experienced a sprained ankle before and collapses instantly at the pain]

[so she shakes her head again]

[raises an eyebrow, pauses for a moment laskdjd ISN'T USED TO LIKE ... BEING NICE STILL; but after a moment he offers a hand to help her up]

[she eyes his hand with lots of skepticism]

[LMAO JUST STARES and keeps holding out his hand .. OMG HE'S KIND OF A CREEPER :( A NICE .. CREEPER ... anyways, decides to clarify after a moment]

Do you need help getting up?

[still with the staring, but now with the head shaking too]

[pause, and then he withdraws his hand and looks down at her ankle] Staying out in the snow instead of getting that treated will only affect your body retroactively.

[Jenny shakes her head and points out in the distance; she has no intention of staying here]

[glances at where she pointed] You're headed to town?

[eye roll and hand gestures to indicate she's going further]

[blinks, nods to indicate he understands] And you expect to get there with a bad ankle?

[Have a Brendan, eyeing you suspiciously]

No, she doesn't. I'll take care of her thanks.

[blinks, doesn't move, just looks up at this guy curiously]

[ignoring you. Whoever you are. He's bending down at Jenny's side now.]

Let me get you back, sort that ankle out Jenny. Then you can run away, how's that sound?

[moves out of the way, watching curiously]

[she's switched her frown to Brendan now. If he's so insistent on coming with her - fine - but he's going to have to cooperate.]

[She points towards the town and eyes him. Then she points towards the castle and shakes her head rapidly. She's not going back there.]

[he scoops her up, no asking for permission this time]

Thanks. [he offers to the man] I can manage from here.

[he'll deal with Jenny's protests in a minute, when they're alone, for now though - he nods and sighs in agreement]

[raises an eyebrow, but he nods]

[she grumbles silently but doesn't protest -- AS LONG AS THEY'RE HEADING TOWARDS TOWN]

Yeah. She's a wee bit upset. Don't worry, I'll sort it.

[look, she's even wearing his jacket. Clearly they know each other well as he starts towards Town, Jenny in arms]

[nods again, but this time it's more out of politeness; goes back to his walk LMAO]

[he even looks like her dad! all is well, move along, move along, thank you for your help. ♥]

[Jenny mouths the word 'inn' as she wraps her arms around Brendan's neck]

Okay. Whatever you want Jenny. [snow trudging to inn is go! sexy girl in arms, this could turn out well]

[He gets a slight smile for that, and she even settles in his arms - head against chest. Not going back to the castle is good. She can resume her trek after her leg feels better]

[She's not heavy, but the walk is hard going, especially in the snow - and he's fucking freezing too. But he's not about to stop - fuelled by the adrenaline of playing the hero and her body so close to him.]

[he smiles down at her in his arms]

What are we gonna do wi' you eh?

[Probably a good thing that she didn't get far. She shrugs a little and her cheeks colour red. Her face is tear streaked but at least the tears have stopped for now. She may even be silently sighing in his arms.]

[But in answer to his question? "Don't know."]

[he ducks his head forwards, and plants a chaste kiss on her forehead, gentle, caring, not rushed.]

You'll be alright Jenny, we'll sort this.

[Jenny looks a little doubtful at that when her eyes open from the kiss.]

[Male attention is starting to be a weak point for her]

You just need someone who really cares Jenny, and isn't just using you.

[He looks into her eyes, a sad longing in them. He could be that person Jenny. You just have to say the word, or give the nod. He readjusts his hold on her, shunting her up a little, a little closer to his lips, entirely a co-incidence.]

[And the way she leans her forehead back on his lips after nodding is entirely a co-incidence, too. She just wants to be happy and safe and loved like she thought Peter loved her.

Accepted entirely for who she is in a way no one in her entire (however short) life ever has]

You're beautiful you know. The most beautiful woman I ever met. He's a fool for letting you go Jenny.

[he whispers it into her forehead, lips brushing against her cool skin as he speaks, the warmth of his breath, and the subtle touch of his parted lips, telling her could love her in the way she needs to be loved. Perhaps he already does.]

[Really? - the word mouthed this time. She looks like she really, really wants to believe him. But Peter had said so many similar words and look how that turned out]

[he smiles at that, almost dejected, like he knows what he's saying is pointless.]

I wish no-one had ever lied to you or used you, then maybe you'd believe me.

[he leans in close to her lips, only a whisper of breath separating them from a kiss, hesitant, asking for permission.]

[Permission doesn't have to be asked because she closes the gap to kiss him back lightly.]

[Again, she realises, no matter how much he looks like her father, kissing him isn't anything like she'd think kissing her father might be like]

[he takes it slow, no matter the temptation to drink her up with hungry passionate greedy kisses, he holds back. Parted lips caressing hers in slow short kisses. She needs tender right now, not passion.

He surprises himself with how much resolve he has.]

[even if it's warm outside, she's feeling all warm and tingly inside now. Curious, she deepens the kiss and then, just as quickly, pulls her head away.

Jenny smiles shyly, giggling silently.]

[he's tasted her now, that moment of a deepened kiss has taken away any resolve he'd found.

He claims her mouth this time, deep, hungry. 'Don't fuck with me' simmering under the surface.]

Edited 2008-12-10 04:55 (UTC)

[She's taken aback by the sudden force of his kiss and, for a few seconds there, forgets to responded.

But when she remembers, it's with equal hungriness. As it turns out, this is a good way to make the hurt go away.]

[Now that does please him. His arms are aching, and he's freezing cold, but he doesn't seem to feel it. Fuelled by his needs, he's withstood worse.

He wants her. He's wants her for his own. Reluctantly he breaks the kiss.]

C'mon. We need to get inside.

[And when he pulls away from her lips, she can feel the cold bite at her again. Jenny smiles, lips still parted and cheeks completely flushed.

She also looks very embarrassed. But there's a nod of agreement.]

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