<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=20898.msg808671#msg808671">Quote from: Inerrant Lust on 14-09-2008, 05:27:42</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The young man ran his hand through his dirt blonde hair, sighing as he began to speak, "Listen... Dymiira, was it? I-"<br/><br/>Arvin went silent, though his mouth was still open. For a long moment he was speechless, but he eventually gathered the strength to speak again, "I came here to... ask you to leave Lucy alone."<br/><br/>His blue eyes wandered away from her own, unabashedly exploring her body clad as it was in such sensual evening attire. Arvin himself, seemed to have just gotten off of work and certaintly didn't see any need to dress up, wearing a peasant's tunic and trousers. "I would hate to see you two fight..." He idly said as his eyes caught themselves staring at her and he turned his gaze back towards her eyes.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>She looked into his eyes very attentively and nodded as he told her his concerns, seemingly not noticing where his eyes strayed. "Oh, I would hate for us to fight... I've only just came to Oakhurst, and I wouldn't want to have a poor welcome here."<em>So easily bent, as all men are.</em><br/><br/>She touched the side of her bosom lightly, where bits of lace were visible just above the dress, and trailed it down to her hip.<br/><br/>"I intend to be around for some time, you see... I don't want to make any bad impressions."<br/><br/>Smiling at him brightly, she opened the door further and stepped back a bit. "Please come in... it would be rude to keep you out in the hall while holding a conversation."