((It's ok Garden hun.  I hope you're finding this enjoyable though.))<br/><br/><strong>Giselle Do'Urden<br/>Time; Early Afternoon, Day 1<br/>Location; Library<br/>Tagged; Lionel</strong><br/><br/>She was utterly powerless to Lionel's gentle and compassionate nature.  There were few people that made her feel so warm and loved, and now she was considering Lionel to be in that very small and select group of people she called friend....and more when fate hadn't been cruel to her.  She had been told something quite similar from Neria when she had finally broken down and told her all she suspected or down right knew for herself from her powers to talk to the gods themselves when answers weren't easily gotten otherwise from those that sought her out.  So she took the librarian's advice and let her mountain high mental defenses crumble and poured out her heart and soul through the body wracking sobs that followed.  It took her a good half hour to release so many long years of sorrow and sadness, pain and anguish, but eventually she started to calm once more, indeed feeling better although her eyes were red and puffy and her voice hoarse as she breathed a little easier into the man's furry chest.  There might had been a few bruises from her beating her hands against him, but if he noticed she couldn't tell, not really coherent at the moment to really notice anyway until she opened her eyes once more.  "Where were you when I was younger Lionel?"  She whispered, barely audible even to his ears as she slowly looked up into his face.  "You....were right.  I've kept all that inside for far too long....and now that it's gone....I feel a hundred years younger, to tell you the truth.  I didn't realize just how badly I needed to do that until now."  She offered a strong smile then, her eyes lighting up in a way that said all that needed to be said.  "You're wise beyond your years Lionel, and if I didn't know any better I'd have said you had some elven blood in your veins given your vast wisdom and life lessons you have at your fingertips.  Even an old soul like me could learn much from someone like you."<br/><br/>Sitting up fully once again in the chair she had pulled over, Giselle wiped her eyes with the back of her sleeves, knowing she probably looked terrible at a physical level, but she didn't really care at that moment.  She'd been through worse, and her physical appearance wasn't all that important to her anyway in most cases.  Her way of life was a rough and dirty one more times than not, but she wouldn't have had it any other way.  Getting back on track however, the half Drow's dark cheeks turned a shade darker, realizing how she must look to the strong paladin Leo-Sapien.  "I must look like a mess after that little display, but all that aside, Neria means the world to me as well as she would say the same about me I'm sure.  Hell, I wouldn't even be here if not for her as I might have said before.  Regardless Lionel, I....before you got me to let all that negative shit out, I might have considered you a good one night fling if nothing else since love and me as you've surely realized, hasn't gone well together.  Now....I don't know, but it would definitely be more than an one night thing I can promise you that much.  I don't know if I'm yet ready to love again for fear of it falling apart on me as it has before twice over, but....given enough time and patience.......on both our parts....?"  She let the question hang in the air, being far more careful this time around about opening herself up as she had in the past.  Sex was one thing, but love?  That would be an entirely different ball game until she was ready to try that path to oblivion again.