<br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Saturday, January 11th - 6am</strong></span><br/><em>The Cathedral, Front Porch - Entry</em></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://pmcdeadline2.files.wordpress.com/2018/09/davis.png)</div><strong>WHO:</strong>Barthaholmew Alvin Creed (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316749.msg15290256#msg15290256)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Jean and shirt<br/><strong>DOING:</strong>Clean up, scouting, fixing, observing, watching....needing some herb so he can slow down a bit.<br/><strong>NOTE:</strong>Sunrise is still almost two hours away, 7:52am.<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Antigone, open<br/><hr/><br/><br/><br/>Barry knew this was wrong, why did it feel so right.  He wanted not just the body in that armor he wanted all of it and for the armor to repel others…not him.  She didn’t move when she touched him or shy away when his tongue stroked her pulse.  He ached for her and it wasn’t just physical but something deeper more, metaphysical in its claim of him.<br/><br/>When there eyes met he smiled…why cause she brought that out in him.  She told him being with him in the last half-hour made her being accepted become very important to her.<strong><em> 'Hell, it was important to him as well.'</em></strong><br/><br/>He chuckled as she told him to back up.<br/><br/>He looked at her glaring, not in anger but desire.  “You act as if I care.  When they tell you, you can stay…I will help you wash the road from your body my dear one.  You smelling like the road is more than a summoning beacon than a repellent.  And if I am stuck to you or inside of you, it will be more because that is where my Lady wants me!”  He smiled then moved round her so he appeared in four places at once.  “I like that you are intoxicated by me…it makes me…feel like…I am…not…. Crazy for wanting…you…so badly!  My sweet Antigone!”  Each of his four copies kissed her and he stood by the porch now as one being.<br/><br/>“So when next you kiss me you will not be in your armor then?”  He asked.<br/><br/>“Call me when you are ready and I will show you the land.  You make my heart sing Antigone!”  And with that Barry was gone in a bolt of lightning and blast of wind.<br/>