Blue Ridge School of Witchcraft and Wizardry


June 19th, 2012

Blue Ridge Camping Trip @ 05:23 pm

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From:[info]nowords
Date: June 20th, 2012 05:03 pm (UTC)

Ace/Ellie

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Ellie made the tiniest of surprised sounds when Ace rolled over on her. She smiled up at him and ran her fingers through his hair, watching him. She never imagined they would be able to have such a blissfully normal moment. It made her heart swell and almost brought tears to her eyes. Gemma had nearly ruined this for them.

She stretched her neck up and pressed a kiss to his lips. "You're right, maybe I should ease up on that," she smirked. "I can be nice to you on your vacation... but you better get that serious look right off your face."
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From:[info]stopthat
Date: June 20th, 2012 05:19 pm (UTC)

Ace/Ellie

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Ace kissed her back before settling his head into the crook of her neck, pressing his eyes closed and trying to etch this into his memory.

"How nice?" he mumbled.
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From:[info]nowords
Date: June 20th, 2012 05:42 pm (UTC)

Ace/Ellie

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She sighed contentedly and closed her eyes. With her finger tip she traced the words she had been dying to say onto his back; I love you. She let that settle in for a few minutes, wondering if he had even noticed the distinct pattern that her fingers had traced.

"I can be very, very nice to such a handsome man, especially one that smiles that way you do."
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From:[info]stopthat
Date: June 22nd, 2012 03:55 pm (UTC)

Ace/Ellie

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"That tickles" Ace grumbled, laying his head against her chest to hear that familiar beat, he would never get tired of hearing her heart alive and well. Of course he realised what it meant, he felt like he might be able to float.

"You only want me for me body" he joked.
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From:[info]nowords
Date: June 22nd, 2012 04:16 pm (UTC)

Ace/Ellie

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"You're such a baby," she teased, running a hand through his hair.

Her chest rumbled into silent laughter. "Yes, and don't forget that scruffy, sexy beard of yours," she grinned. "The gruff mountain man has always made me weak in the knees... even if you don't know what you're doing in the mountains."

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