<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=41976.msg2118234#msg2118234">Quote from: Misery on 09-08-2009, 05:05:16</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Feeling the time was right, with the ale adding to his courage he quickly and gently lifts her from the stool.  As he lifts her, he turns her so that he may look into her eyes.  Isakar takes a deep breath, he whispers her name, “Ayame” and bends down to give her a kiss.  He tenses as their lips touch bracing for a slap or worse yet a dagger in the stomach if the ale has so dulled his senses that he made a poor decision.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Ayame gasped in suprise as she was lifted from her seat and found herself staring into Isakar's eyes. Her heart skipped a beat as he whispered her name and she found her body unbearably warm. "Isakar..." She whispered back and kissed him with a passion that could rival the ages.