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<li data-xf-list-type="ul">As Karita explained everything, all Avarien really had to do was sit there and pretend like he was actively listening.  It wasn't hard, his eyes remaining on her face while she talked about her dream, and although his body responded to her talking normally, his mind was far off.  He'd slip back and forth, paying attention long enough to know they were still on the same topic, and then he'd slip back into his own thoughts, most of which that took place no where in particular.  He wasn't much of a listening kind of guy, even if it was a serious problem that someone needed to get off their chest.  Like Jasna, Avarien wasn't capable of properly extending comfort without looking either uneasy, or just plan awkward while doing so.  Which is why he didn't do it often.  Not only did it make him look stupid if he tried, but he didn't have the patience to deal with someone else's problems.  That, and he didn't really think having a heart to heart conversation with his Captain was going to be a super fun thing.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a0cfec"><b>"Whoa whoa!"</b></span>  Avarien's eyebrows pulled together and he shook his head as he reclined into the chair, lifting his hands, playing on the defensive side of things.  <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a0cfec"><b>"There's <i>nothing</i> wrong with you saving yourself for an elf."</b></span>  His lips jutted out into a childish pout, as though he was really affected by the comment she had made.  And, in a way, he was.  He was prideful to be an elf, and if he heard anyone coming down on the race, he usually wasn't hesitant about verbally kicking them in the face about it.  <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a0cfec"><b>"Why would you say something like that, anyway?  Am I not <i>good</i> enough for a human like you, Karita?"</b></span>  His eyes grew darker as he looked at her, his lips pulling back into their usual straight line.  It wasn't hard to tell that from the look on his face, he was ready to stand up and somehow prove to her that he would be better than any male she decided to drag back into her Captain quarters.<br/>
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<div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#c11b17">《</span> <b>JASNA VON SEGUR</b> <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#c11b17">》</span></span>​</div><div style="text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 10px"><ul>
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<li data-xf-list-type="ul">After reaching her room, ignorant to the fact that Howl was stalking her, Jasna entered and closed the door behind her.  Setting her half uneaten tray of food down on her desk, she glanced around for a moment, frustration and irritation fluttering around her stomach.  It was just like him, to be so forward in front of everyone, and watch her squirm under the attention.  With a huff, she crossed over towards her bed.  Sitting on it's side, she started to lean down, unlacing her boots from her feet.  By the time she had the second off, Howl's lullaby was already working it's magic, coaxing her to relax, whispering sweet nothings in her ear.  At first, she didn't notice it as she pulled herself up to the headboard of the bed, expecting to just rest there for a little while before finishing up her food and leaving to check on Karita.  Instead, she felt her body starting to shut down.<br/>
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A gentle hum was made along with the tune inside her mind, something she did absent mindlessly.  Jasna's eyelids started to pull closed, hiding her sight in darkness, before she realized what she was doing and jolted awake again.  She fought the strange urge to fall asleep, her eyes searching for her window again to mentally tell herself that it wasn't anywhere close to being late afternoon, but her body insisted on sleep.  Unable to fight it any longer, she settled down, pulling her sheet over her clothed body, knowing the warmth would bring her more comfort.  Cuddling against her pillow, she closed her eyes for good, permitting sleep to overcome her.  The minute her eyes were closed, and she was asleep, she forgot all about having walked in there and sat down, her mind playing Howl's delusion perfectly, making it seem as though this were all real.  At least, she wasn't aware that it hadn't been real until she woke back up from his persuading compulsion.<br/>
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Jasna's eye grew wide, her eyepiece having slipped a little against her face, the edge of her scar visible from where she now laid.  Her chest was heavy with panting, her mind pounding as she sat up, still unaware of Howl sitting not even five feet from her bed in her chair.  Instead, she clenched the sheet with one hand, her other moving to tend to her eye patch.  After it was secured, she glanced around, eyes catching the colourful smoke easily.  A growl pulled from her lips, and instantly, all sexual thoughts revolving around her and Howl were starting to slip, her anger pushing them into the back of her mind.  Getting out of bed, she set Howl a glare she reserved for people who really got her pissed off, though she knew simply glaring at him wouldn't get her point across.  <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#c11b17"><b>"It's been you, fucking with my head?"</b></span>  Her teeth grit together, right hand clasped into a tight fist, though she was too far from the chair to properly use it.  <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#c11b17"><b>"Trying to get into my personal life is one thing, Howl.  Invading and influencing what happens in my head while I'm asleep?"</b></span>  Despite her anger, she could still tell the arousal from the images he had displayed in her head was still there, somewhere.  <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#c11b17"><b>"Watch what the fuck you do, Howl.  You're wearing my patience thin, and the idea of kicking your ass off his ship mid-air is looking better and better the more you piss me off."</b></span></li>
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