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[.::. Nemesis .::.]

Rubix just sighed. "Sorry.. My past is a dark thing and I don't like to think about it." That made him think back to her again.. His only love, dead at his paws, her blood on his muzzle. He whimpered just a little, and hoped she didn't hear.

[Natika]

"I understand..." she agreed, remembering her own torturing past. She was startled when she heard his quiet whimper, but let it pass. If he didn't want to tell her, she shouldn't bring it up. "So..." Freya whispered again, looking around.

[.::. Nemesis .::.]

Rubix titled his head a little, watching her. He couldn't let himself feel anything for anyone.. Not again. Not when he would end up killing them. But maybe this time it would be different. What are you thinking, Rubix? he asked himself. You only just met her.

[Natika]

"I'm rather tired," Frey sighed, laying on the ground. She let her head flop to the ground, completely relaxing despite the smarter part of her conscious that told her not to let her guard down. Yawning, she even risked closing her eyes for a few seconds, but opened them, giving in to her better judgement.

[.::. Nemesis .::.]

"You can go to sleep, you know. I won't hurt you." Rubix stayed where he was, even though he was wanting to move closer. He had a feeling she probably still didn't trust him. Not completely anyway.

[Natika]

"Psh, and trust you? Like hell," she teased, smiling slightly. Something told her she could actually trust him, but it had been a very long time since she'd had the ability to trust anyone. Why should he be an exception, this stranger? "I'm not that tired."

[.::. Nemesis .::.]

He shrugged. "Okay, if you say so. So what you wanna do besides lay they staring at me?" He laughed a little and smiled.

[Natika]

"Hmm..... Make you jealous of my comfy-ness?" She smiled again, less forced. Stretching, she yawned again, baring her pearl, sharp teeth. Her tail wagged slightly again as she continued watching him.

[.::. Nemesis .::.]

Rubix watched her and then looked down at the glass littered floor around him. "Why don't we switch spots?" he joked.

[Natika]

She jumped up, laughing quietly when she saw Rubix start with surprise. A new playful energy came into her limbs, something that hadn't happened to her in a long time. Bounding over to the grassy areas helped a little to subside the yearn to run, plus the sharp little pricks of glass cutting her paws. "It's a good thing I have tough pads," she muttered. "Is this good?" She sat in the soft, moist grass.

[.::. Nemesis .::.]

Rubix just stood there watching her. He was hardly paying attention and had to force himse;f back into reality. He had gotten lost in watching her. "Sure," he replied. He shook his head a little to clear it.

[Natika]

"Then come be jealous of my laziness," she teased. Freya rolled over in the grass, revelling in the coolness of it against her fur. Landing on her side again she looked at Rubix, gazing into his eyes. He looks so lonely sometimes. Almost worse than me.

[.::. Nemesis .::.]

Rubix smiled a little and walked closer to her, stopping and sitting down in a spot where there wasn't any glass. But as he sat there he started to get lost in his own thoughts. And... Freya was in them.

[Natika]

Looking away from him, Freya turned her attention to her paws. They had been bloodied by the punctures of glass, but she hardly felt the wounds. She sat up and picked the shards out, licking her paws gently. Even as she did, she would glance up at Rubix, and she almost felt... happy.

[.::. Nemesis .::.]

Rubix wagged his tail as he watched her, giving her a smile every now and then when she would look up at him. He didn't want to feel alone anymore. He didn't want to part ways from her. Because he liked her company. And without her he would feel lonelier than ever..