Waiting for Nothing but our Beating Hearts Who: Katrina & Nubajek Past Encounters: http://shadowlack.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=2347one</a>http://shadowlack.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=2485 two</a> http://shadowlack.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=3250&hl=three</a> Mia 17th, 81380 Eyes unfocused, his head rested limply against the rough and dying bark. Nub was waiting, again. Crumpled, read and reread, a worn piece of paper rested in his callous paws. Another sweeping glance before it was neatly folded and carefully put into the breast pocket of his blazer. <span style='color:limegreen'><span style='font-family:Times'> Mia 17 Dear Nub, I'm sorry that I haven't written. I only just got back today. You should know that I never intended to leave the way I did. I hope you will give me a chance to explain by meeting me in the courtyard today at lunch. Love, Kat </span></span> Would she come? He'd been ecstatic when he had found the note, but all the confidence of the morning had left him. Instead, he felt nervous, and a little vulnerable, too. What if she didn't turn up? She hadn't specified where in the Courtyard they should meet, but he felt that it would be fitting to meet under the oak tree. Their tree. <span style='color:limegreen'><span style='font-family:courier'> I'll be there. ~ Nub </span></span>
The tiniest flakes of white down lay sparkiling in Kat's windblown hair. The air was cold and biting, but she stepped into the courtyard just the same. She had to see Tael not too long ago. There was something rather important the young dragon's brother had to tell her that took her away in quite a hurry. She had not seen Nub for ages. Since she had had to leave on such short notice, actually after no notice at all, she had not told Nub a thing. Surely he would be curious... Hopefully he would be curious as to where she had been. Katrina brushed the hair out of her eyes and wrapped her violet scarf around her neck. She had left him a note, a simple note, but would he come? All Kat could do was hope. She turned a corner around the trees that had provided shade that first day. The first day that she met Nub. Lo and behold he was there, waiting. Honestly she would not have been surprised if he had given up on her, if he had decided not to come at all. But he had come, he was right in front of her and it was all she could do not to run to him. "Nub..." The rest of her words caught in her throat as she stood a few feet away. The wind was at her back, catching in her scarf, seeming to pull her toward him with all its might. "hello..."
Thoughts of Kat carried his mind away from the courtyard, from the physical world, and into the realm of memories. He recalled their last encounter, with its laughter and its revelations. He remembered the way she had smiled when he had placed a purple flower in her silky locks. Then those thoughts were briskly banished, and punctually replaced with more pressing events. Such as the very real Kat, whom he had just spotted, and who was even now approaching at an alarming rate. <span style='color:limegreen'>"Hi."</span> he lilted encouragingly as he stood to greet her. Nub willed himself to reduce the space between them, but his legs would not obey him. He willed his stupid nioti-like embarrassment away, but the crimson blush refused to part from his dark cheeks. He felt the bittersweet and suddenly familiar flutter of butterflies as they constricted his chest, and hewilled those away, too, but to no avail.
