Eldritch Pollen [for Altair]

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It isn't often Ivy uses her PINpoint to go home from the Sanctuary. But she had a really good reason. To change into something a little more showy. It was a nice dress that a friend had talked her into buying.

Poor Altair would never know what hit him. It had more color than anything else Ivy owned. And showed a good amount of her legs too, didn't help Ivy was wearing matching shoes and waiting for the chance to say hello to Altair. He might find it unusal for Ivy to be wearing red.

It would just look odd seeing as she's not a flashy dresser and red is well, eye catching.

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Altaїr walked through the Nexus with a frown. He hadn't been here in another couple of weeks, and he didn't particularly want to be here now. He had important things to take care of right now.

His only saving factor was that while he was here he could relax for once in a change. Also, he had the distinct possibility of running into Ivy, which he did not mind one bit.

Course, that opinion could change quickly here in a second...

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Yeah it might change. Mostly because Ivy is feeling rather flirty instead of being slightly reserved. The dress won't help matters because of how it clings a little around her waist which leads right to her legs.

It does help though that's she's looking for him. Just in case he's here. So he might have time to run away if he sees her trying to move around a group of couches.

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Unfortunately for Altaїr he knows not that he should run away rather than walk up to Ivy. Which he does. And then stands stock still as his head slowly starts tilting to the side. His eyebrows shoot up and he starts to say something several times before he just gives up and stares.

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Ivy has the feelingsomeone is watching her. She just has no idea who, yet. And if she knew he was speechless well, she might grin from ear to ear. Then shamelessly sway in his direction. Because if he's distracted by one little dress, what else could distract him, hmm?

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Just about anything at this point in time.

Altaїr coughs once and then clears his throat. "Ivy?" His voice sounds uncertain.

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That nearly startled Ivy. She shfted her stance about to attempt to knock him over but...it was him. So she didn't look like she'd knock him over.

"Oh, hello Altair," she smiles because this is just who she was looking for. She's happy he's here. And his voice. Wow. How come she didn't notice how nice it was before?

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Altaїr tries not to frown. "Hello, Ivy."

When the silence descends Altaїr shifts uncomfortably. He doesn't know what to say, although he has plenty on his mind right about now.

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Altair shifts uncomfortably. When he speaks his voice is low and husky. "...Try saying it anyway."

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Ivy's thoughts dart around like birds and squirrels in her mind. The way his voice had dropped though gave her courage.

"I'm very pleased I met you here," she answers. Her voice had dropped into what could only be called a bed room voice.

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Altaїr suppressed a smile and tilted his head forward a bit. He gazed down at her. His lips pressed against her forehead for a moment and then he gave her a light kiss. He moved his head away slightly after that so he could look at her face.

"Just 'very'?" he says, hard-pressed not to smile.

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Her breath hitched because she hadn't expected that at all. O so he had turned that tables on her.

It didn't stp[ her from lifting her face and pressing a kiss against his mouth once she found it. It wasn't forceful but it did help state what she didn't have the words for. She had missed him alot and well, she also was quite attracted to him. Maybe even habored feelings that she couldn't admit to herself because they were new and in a sprot-like stage.

That said a whole lot more than words could.

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It did, and yet it also left Altaїr at a loss for words. He couldn't describe his feelings at the moment if he tried. Confused, giddy, scared, content... they all seemed appropriate and somehow lacking at the same time. And how could a person be so many things at once? But he couldn't not describe it that way.

He broke the kiss as he leaned away and turned his face to the side. His cheek twitched once from the force it took to keep his face straight. He stared intensely at nothing.

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Ivy felt a pang in her chest because he had pulled back and looked away. That hurt more than it should and she turned her face away. She didn' want him to know that had hurt her.

It shouldn't. She should be used to this. She pulled her hands away from him and took in a breath to calm herself. It would be fine. He hadn't asked her to leave.

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Altaїr shifts uneasily as he steps back and opens his eyes to look at her. "I'm not sure that matters much," he says in a low voice. "I told you: I don't know what I want." He glances away. "Besides, then we'd never see each other... I just know how to kill."

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Iy sighs because every time he steps away it just bothers her. She doesn't want him to leave.

"That's a lie Altair. You're learning other things," Ivy snaps. "You...That time. In your world. You could have killed me. But you took care of me instead. What does that tell you?"

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Altaїr gives her a funny look and smirks at her words. "I don't kill innocents. I protected you because it's my duty. Protect the people." He shakes his head. "You'll have to do better than that."

His tone his light, as if talking about this is easier for him somehow. He continues with a slight shrug. "What I meant was, it's easier to focus on my assassin's duties. To weaken the Templars. To kill my foes one at a time."

He paces back towards the couch and then turns back to face her again. "This place and all it represents is a nuisance to me. The only good thing to come of it is you. And even then half of the time I'm more frustrated than anything else." If she wanted to be frank, he could be frank.

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Ivy frowns in return. "I was talking about when I got myself sick."

"And...I can understand that. It's easier for me to bury myself in my studies." It would be easy if she could shut off her feelings. What's nice is though that cool mask of indifference can slide into place. If he wants to talk like this...fine.

"And yet you so easily push me away." She keeps that mask firmly in place. "I...shouldn't even bother."

This is odd, she thinks. Giving up. But it's easier to turn bck now rather than try to press forward. Besides. They are too different as she keeps reminding herself every time they run into each other.

She turns back to the couch she had sulked on and feels around for the PINpoint.

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He glanced back at her searching the couch. He had this wild impulse to snatch the PINpoint device and hide it. He did grab it. He held it in his hand and studied it boredly.

He looked up at her vaguely and replied lazily. "If that's the way you feel..."

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Ivy pulls away from him. He keeps confusing her.

"Right now I'm not sure what I want." Not anymore. First she wanted nothing but to be near him. She had felt comfortable and flirty. And a few other things she didn't want to examin too closely right now. Mostly because she knows she's angry at him for letting her get close then pushing her away so wickly. But is it fair to be angry at him? Would he understand half of what she had tried to express to him? The mask she wears so well...twitches at the corner of her mouth. She's arguing with herself over this.

Now this snatching up of her PINpoint. It made no sense to her. She was positive he wouldn't follow her if she left. Was he trying to drive her crazy? That had to be it. Really.

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Altaїr looks at her with his head tilted to the side slightly. He peers at her this way for a while before answering. "I suppose you could. But if I had really wanted it... I could have asked. I'm not concerned with comfort."

He shifts his weight a bit and actually sits on the ground now. "Or I could just sit on the ground. No different from home..." He tilts his head forward now, his chin almost touching his head. If she had sight, she'd see nothing of his face beneath the white hood. "You stay comfortable."

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She gives a ghost of a smile. Almost like a monk. But it goes away and she moves her hand to adjust her sunglasses. Up they go hiding her eyes from the Nexus.

"What if I'm not comfortable sitting here like this? It seems quite strange to me to sit at a different elevation than you." She can't order him to join her but she can point out this is a little uncomfortable for her.

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Altaїr frowns this time. "Why?" Height never seems to bother him, but then he tends to be one of, if not the, tallest people around in most situations. Or maybe he doesn't get that it's just not a sight thing--that Ivy can feel its difference and/or knows its rude in the sense of politeness.

He looks up at her expectantly, waiting for an explanation he either already knows or is just too blunt to think of.

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"I...am very aware of my surroundings," she says carefully. "It makes me uncomfortable to be sitting in a higher position than...someone I care for. To me it speaks of a lack of respect." She stops and her cheeks grow red from embarrassment. She actually admitted feelings out loud.

"But I respect you, Altair. I really do. So either I'm going to join you down there or you will sit up here. Please. " She doesn't meant to let her voice grow thick with emotion but it does. Her body betrays her in every way.

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Altaїr sits perfectly still for a moment, his head still bent forward in shadows. Finally he moves in one swift motion and, without using his hands to lift himself, stands. His head remains tilted downward even as he places himself on the couch.

He sits on the edge of the cushion, his legs spread and his arms leaning forward on his thighs. He fidgets again in small ways, mostly his feet shuffling and fingers tapping against one another as he clasps and unclasps his hands. He stays silent.

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Ivy turns slightl then decides to remove her sunglasses. She folds them neatly then pushes them across to him.

Then blinks. He's fidgeting. At least to her he is. That confuses her. "Altair? Are you all right? Have...I done something wrong? Is that what's bothering you?"

She doesn't mean to let that hint of worry enter her voice. But she's afraid of upsetting him. She needs things to be calm right now.