Slowly his kisses ceased, he wanted to pretend he hadn't heard her.. but as quickly as that thought came he pushed it aside and pulled away to look at her. She was watching him, her hands had rested on his shoulders, his skin had this odd sensation running though it where ever she let her skin stroke against his own. His hand slipped from around her waist and his fingers reached up and gently the tips of his fingers touched her lips. How could she ask if he was alright? Aside from the memory loss, being so hungry and tired his body was starting to hurt, the slightly consistent and dull headache that had been haunting him all day and the fear of losing what little memory he was given back.. he had never felt better.
He had Catherine.. he had her wanting him to go back to the Institude with her.. she was in bed with him.. in his bed.. of course he was alright.. Letting his eyes return Catherine's searching gaze, he then smiled warmly, his fingers moving from her lips as he closed his tired eyes, leaning forward partially so his lips where hovering just beside her ears as if ready to tell her a secret..
"..I love you.." The softness in his voice and tone came without Riley even needing to try, his arms wrapped around her once again as he whispered to her.
Riley: So, tell me about your dream. As a Psych major, I'm qualified to go 'hmm.'
Re: Riley's quaters'I love you.' She felt the warmth from his breath brush against her ear, tickling the sensative skin on the inside of her ear. She looked over at the wall behind him as his hands lifted to wrap around her, pulling his body close to hers. She lifted her hands to his face, placing her hands on either cheek, she leaned in close and pressed her lips against his.
Cat broke apart from him, her eyes running over his face, picking out the tired lines around his eyes. She moved her hands to stroke the lines in an effort to get rid of them.
'You look tired.' She said rather gently, moving her other hand to stroke the stray front strands of hair from his face. 'Did you want to sleep? ... I don't mind, I'll have a shower or something.' She said her eyes drifting over to the shower room and then back to his face.
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The feel of her fingers against his cheek caused him to close his eyes again, he liked it when she held him.. he could her leaning in, her lips pressed against his and he returned it right away. But as she broke her lips from his, he opened his eyes, her fingers moving across his skin as if trying to rub away the tiredness he felt.
'You look tired.' As Catherine spoke, her hand had began gently stroking his fringe as her eyes seemed to scan over his face.
'Did you want to sleep? ... I don't mind, I'll have a shower or something.' He continued watching her, even when she looked off towards the bathroom, as her eyes returned he smiled. Allow his hands to find hers, his fingers curling around them as he leaned back so he could lay down, holding her hands as she remained sitting on him.
"Rest with me when you're done?" Of course, she could have said anything and he would have agreed with it.. 'Hey, let's escape now'.. or 'I wonna shoot you with a needle'.. if she thought it was worth doing.. it was worth doing as far as he was concerned. He seemed momentarily distracted with her hands, as if he had never seen anything like them before, simply tracing over them with his own fingers as he memorized ever curve of her hand and the smooth texture of her skin.
Part of him wanted to say he wasn't tired, have her sit with him more.. but he knew she had seen how tired he was, so there was no point denying it, but he didn't want her to leave with alone for the rest of the afternoon because he was sleeping.. There was a slight flinch in his fingers, the very right corner of his lips giving the faintest of twitch as he closed his eyes. His hand placed down Catherine's on his chest as he reached up and let the paln of his hand stroke over the side of his head before resting it over her hand once again. Waiting for her response to his earlier question, ignoring the spark of pain that had just lightly shocked him, though it was already fading so he didn't feel it at all needed to complain about.
Riley: So, tell me about your dream. As a Psych major, I'm qualified to go 'hmm.'
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She watched him lye back, his head resting on the pillow, she looked down at him smiling slightly. His larger hands were still holding onto hers, her gaze dropped to them for a moment then her eyes found his again.
'Rest with me when you're done?' She nodded in response to the question she'd just been asked, she'd come and lye here next to him if he wanted her to. She tired to imagine what it would be like to fall asleep in his arms, to wake with him in the morning. She decided then and there it was going to be a quick shower, her eyes drifted once again to the door to the bathroom then flicked back to his again, missing the momentary pain he was suffering.
'Back soon'. She smiled lightly and dipped her head to kiss him upon the forehead, her soft lips pressing firmly against his skin. Cat then shifted her position, moving off the bed and towards the door, her eyes looking back at him as he lay upon the bed watching her as she walked.
She closed the door behind her, slipping out of her clothes, hanging them on a hook on the back of the door, stepping towards the shower she turned on the hot water. A moment later she was under the deluge, the hot water smaking into her tired muscles, soaking her in seconds.
A little while later she stood in a puddle of water on the shower floor, struggling still half damp into her clothes, the towel wrapped around her long hair in an effort to dry it. She paused to lay a hand on her stomach as another hunger cramp ran through her body. She sighed and tip-toed from the room, closing the door quietly behind her, her eyes drifting over to the bed, landing on the form of Riley. His back was to her and his breath quiet, she smiled again and sat down on the end of Jon's old bed to pull on her socks.
Her eyes wandered over to the remaining plate of food, her feet seemingly pulled over towards it, sitting down again but this time on the desk chair. She regarded her boyfreind ... her boyfriend as she ate.
Once she'd eaten she moved to stand beside the bed, she didn't want to awake him, he looked so peaceful as he slept and she knew he was tired. She could have left then, she could have moved to the door, pressed the relase button, tired to escape without him, but she didn't want to. She wanted to be free, but at the same time she wanted to be where ever he was.
She let her hair fall free from the towel, moving back to the other bed she pulled several of the blankets free and walked back to Riley's bed carefully covering the sleeping man. She looked down at him, it was only a small bed and Riley took up rather a large amount of space, not that she minded, she wasn't big, she wouldn't take up much room. She moved to the bottom of the bed, crawling into the space between Riley and the wall, pulling the blankets over herself.
Cat curled up slightly, the lingering warmth of the shower and Riley's body heat warming her, she wanted to reach out and touch him but she didn't dare incase she awoke him, he still looked tired even in sleep. She cuddled down as close to him as she dared in an effort not to disturb his sleep. Her head lying under the warmth of the coveres just below the pillow and his head. She wondered what it would be like for his arms to be around her, she blinked her eyes sleepily before closing them, letting her mind drift away.
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With the lingering sensation of her kiss still upon him, Riley turned his head slightly and watched her leave towards the shower. What would it be like to have a shower with her? He could hear the water running, and almost as if there was a window between them instead of a solid wall, Riley rolled over to give her some privacy. He stared at the wall for a moment, before his eyes eyes began to lose their struggle as he was hoping to wait for Catherine to return, but as they closed and his mind drifted off he couldn't help but think to himself.. that his girlfriend was on her way.. to sleep in his bed.. within his arms..
'What are you doing Claire?' There was an extremely displeased sounding voice coming from a rather groggy Riley as he sat up from where he had been sleeping on hish shared bed. Her reply was so slurred from her night of drinking he didn't understand anything other then the giggles she was trying to supress.
'What do you mean?' She managed to repeat in a far more proper form of speech, it was hard to believe she was majoring in English as well as Psych. Riley gave her a rather disapproving tone as he replied, his eyes instantly losing their tiredness.
'We have Psych exams, you come home 4 hours before we're meant to wake up.' But at his concern, the young dark haired girl gave the 19 year old worrywart (a name she had given him) a roll of her eyes and a tired sigh at his persistance.
'Well then why don't we do something to pass the time?' She asked slyly as she climbed onto their large bed, Riley stared at her rather blankly for a moment as the girl wrapped her arms around his neck. He glanced at where she normally layed as if making sure this wasn't something else sneaking into the room while Claire slept..
'You're drunk..' He stated rather dumbly as he tried to figure out the sudden change in her usually 'keep him at arms length' personality. But she smiled faintly and inched closer to him, her kiss taking him by surprise, yet the disturbing taste of strong liquier causing him to pull away.
'Claire.. do you even like me?' The way she signed almost in annoyance as he brought this up for - what it felt like to Claire - the billionth time, Riley frowned and pulled his legs from under her.
'If you're my boyfriend Riley, shouldn't you start acting like it?' She still sounded annoyed with him, and she had never really called him her boyfriend before.. most certainly not when it didn't involve her wanting something, so on the few occasions she has called him that he always had to wonder what it was she was wanting..
But as he stood, he watched her walking away from him, frozen to the spot, his feet refusing to chase after her, feeling more alone and truly unwanted then he has ever felt before. Agents filled the room, rushing all around him, ignoring the fact he was just left all alone, he stared down at the ground almost in dispair. But a hand gently slipped into his, he looked down at it, already aware of who was there beside him, he knew it was her because it had suddenly become much more bareable to live.. Everything seemed less darker and the movement of agents less threatening, his heart stopped hurting and he even had the strength to look up at her and offer a smile.
While Riley dreamed of wrapping his arms around her, his arm had gently wrapped around Catherine's resting form as his mind sensed her presense beside him. His dreams seemed much more pleasent after that, although all of them where based around Catherine, his mind still fresh with the emotions and feelings she had given him just before. His mind played over different events he could do with her, dfferent places he could take her.. different ways to hold and kiss her..
Riley: So, tell me about your dream. As a Psych major, I'm qualified to go 'hmm.'
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Cat awoke slowly, as if not wanting to awake, clinging to the tendrils of sleep. She snuggled down slightly, her body instantly aware something was different, someone was holding her, a piar of arms were wrapped around her, nestling her against something warm. She blinked and opened her eyes, realising that they were his arms and it was his chest she was snuggled against, her cheek lying agaisnt his bare skin.
She yawned slightly, looking up into his face, his eyes were still closed and he didn't have the apperence of someone who would be awake in a hurry. She curled up slightly more, making herself comfey her eyes trained rather sleepily upon his face waiting for him to wake up.
She threaded one of her own arms around his waist, her fingers lightly so as not to disturb him stroking over the skin of his lower back.
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His dreams had turned from romac to the daring escape they where trying to pull off tomorrow, running down halls after halls and twisting and turning through corridors to find a way out. A thundering sound all around them as gunfire rippled through the air, suddenly Catherine is grabbed by her other hand, Jon pulling her back into his embrace. Riley turned around but he couldn't even raise his weapon before Joan shot him, the bullet striking him point blank.. the pain causing his resting form to flinch slightly as he slept, the chip giving him another shock.
His eyes shut more tightly before relaxing again, his head sleepily stroked against the pillow as if the aggitating pain might be brushed away like some loose strands of hair. His mind was only partialy awake, even from that stab of pain he was still too tired to simply burst into life. But he was up enough to realize the warm touch of Catherine's body against his, and as if he hadn't noticed a single moment of agony, he slowly opens his eyes and stared down at her with a rather warm and pleased smile.
Riley: So, tell me about your dream. As a Psych major, I'm qualified to go 'hmm.'
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Cat had almost drifted off into slumber once again when she felt him flintch slightly, his head moved on the pillow and his eyes blinked. They opened sleepily and he looked down at her with a smile, she felt her own face instinctivley brighten in response.
The hand which had been stroking his back was still lying over him though she'd stopped rubbing her skin against his. She felt her cheeks colour slightly as his eyes regarded her, wondering how long they had both been asleep, she didn't want to move now, it was nice lying here with the bottom half of her legs pressing against his chest and the tops of his legs.
Cat usually slept curled up and she looked across at him, her hair now dry lay untidily out behind her, she moved her head slightly so it was resting against the pillow so she could see him better and her head was level with his. Her hand slipped from about his waist to trace the lines of his face with one finger, her skin lovley and soft from the shower she'd taken earlier.
'Good sleep?' She said yawning slightly and streatching the length of her form out, cuddling down against him, her whole body now pressed against him. She liked this, lying here in his arms, liked it a lot, she felt now like she'd been missing out on this for years.
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As her face brightened, her smile shinning through the dim lights of the room, he enjoyed the thought of her arm resting over him. His smile became partially an amused grin as her cheeks had a slight tint of colour shading them while he looked over her face. Following her eyes with his own as she shifted her position, her arm slipping from around his waist and the tender touch of her finger gently tracing over his features. Closing his eyes for a moment as he quietly enjoy her simple touch, light, tender and her skin so soft and warm..
'Good sleep?' With a yawn, Catherine's voice had caused him to open his eyes and once again be taken by her presense.. he was about to reply when she stretched her body and then cuddled up against him. He waited for a moment, closing his eyes again with another smile still upon his lips, he was very sure he could hold her like this for the rest of his life and never grow tired of doing so..
"I dreamt I was holding you." He replied rather dreamily as he held her, fully content and forgetting how hungry he was. He could still fel the ghostly touch of her finger across his face, the lingering taste of her within his mouth.. the warmth of her lips against his own.. He could have been sleeping on a bed of nails and he would have still enjoyed his sleep.
Riley: So, tell me about your dream. As a Psych major, I'm qualified to go 'hmm.'
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She blushed slightly more as he replied to her question, his hands wrapped securley around her, pulling her against him, her hand leaving his face, moving to wrap around him again.
The sensative skin on the bottom of her fingers brushing over his frame making the tips of her fingers tingle, She would have liked to have dozed off again in his arms but she didn't know what he had planned for the rest of the day. Her eyes looked over his face, the lines around his eyes had faded now but the expression in his face was sleepy.
The sole of one of her feet rubbed agaisnt the lower half of his legs for a moment, her eyes looking over at him ... it was alright ... this ... wasn't it, she was allowed to lye here like this, there was nothing wrong with it. There couldn't be, it felt so right to be here with him, like this, she snuggled her head against his chest, she couldn't see his face anymore, but the soft skin of her cheek pressed against his chest.
Don't frown, you never know who might be falling in love with your smile
It felt nice having another body against him.. her warmth.. her embrace, whenever she moved and stroked against him.. it all felt nice.. 'Be my girlfriend.. just till tonight'.. what if tomorrow she didn't want to be his girlfriend any more? What if she was still just testing to see if she liked him.. This thought unsettled him slightly, shifting his position so he was laying flat on his back, though he made sure not to disturb Catherine too much. His eyes traced over the ceiling above him for a moment, could she still be unsure, could she decide come morning that she'd rather be without him?
"Catherine.." His hand had taken up her own and they both rested over his chest, his thumb gently stroking over the back of her hand as he seemed to be thinking about something to a great degree.
"Tomorrow.. when we're back at the school.." All he could think about where her lips.. part of him was really embarressed about how they had been.. pressing against each other... It was probably the fact he had enjoyed the sensation she was giving him simply by doing that that was making it feel embarressing. After all, it's not really something you learn or talk about, and yet he was doing it with her.. and the thing that probably made him more nervous was the fact he kept wondering when might be the next chance he can hold her like that.. what would it be like to be with her.. to be allowed inside of her.. give her the one thing he could never take back..
"..Would you still want to be with me?" He tried to keep his voice sounding casual, but it was easy to tell he was anxious to find out the question. His thumb had stopped stroking her hand as if worried that the unheared sound might drown out her voice some how. After a short pause, he then added rather softly..
"Because I want to be with you..." The tips of his fingers began lightly tracing over the back of her hand, he really wanted things to stay they way they where.. her in his arms.. her lips against his.. he didn't want to lose any of that.
Riley: So, tell me about your dream. As a Psych major, I'm qualified to go 'hmm.'
'Hmmmm.' Her head was lying against his chest now, her cheek flat against his warm skin. She really didn't want to move, but they'd have to get up soon wouldn't they?
'Tomorrow.. when we're back at the school ...' If her ears could have pricked up they would have done, she was going home tomorrow ... if you could class the school as home. 'Would you still want to be with me?' She lifted her head from his chest, looking up into his eyes. She blushed slightly and her eyes slipped down from his, the t-shirt she was wearing was rather crumpled now, along with the combats but she wouldn't have cared even if she knew.
'Because I want to be with you...' The words seemed to drag her eyes back up towards his though her cheeks coloured as she looked at him.
'I guess ... that is ...' She blushed and nodded, her eyes falling from his again. She remember what she'd been told of Riley ... that he always had loads of girls after him. What if they got back and he realised he didn't like her that much, what if he'd had feelings for someone else before and he remembered when they got back. For a moment she was sure she just wanted to take him away somewhere where there was just the two of them and there would be no one else to interfeer. She chewed nervously on her bottom lip for a moment ... she'd just have to convince him to stay with her then wouldn't she. She leaned up slightly, her heart leaping in her chest at the idea of kissing him again, her lips touching his a moment later.
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Re: Riley's quaters"Amm.. ? ... mmm.." His next question was suddenly drowned into her lips, though he rested his hand lightly on the back of her head to stop her from pulling away too quickly. When it became slightly awkward for him to kiss because he was grinning brightly at the fact she had agreed to stay as his girlfriend.. to remain together.. He seemed determined to ask the question on his mind, rolling her onto her back as he rolled ontop of her, his elbows pressing into the bed on either side of her arms to make his weight extremely light upon her.
"..And.." He continued now that he had her attention, though he had to pause as he gave her a gentle kiss before speaking again.
"..Later.. when everything's ok again.." He trailed off slightly as her lowered his head beside her own, hiding his face in the pillow, holding her as best he could without putting any weight on her body.
".. Can we go to.. I mean.. I'll pay for you.. and we.. we go to Iowa... for.. a few days.." He raised his head and pressed his lips against her deepening his kiss even more before slowly pulling his lips away from hers.
"You can think about.. a lot of the people I know are always complaining about seeing their partners parents.. I don't want ot force you to go if you don't want to.. I just.. I would like you to come with me.." He let his body remain hovering lightly over hers as he waited for her response.. he liked having her so close to him..
"And.." He added with a rather sheepish smile, his lips now lightly touching her cheek as her kissed her softly while he spoke.
"May we go to the hall for dinner soon? The salad wasn't very filling.. we won't have to stay there long." He was hoping for something that was with very little salad.. with the wide selection of foods to choose from, he hoped even Catherine would find something that'd make her agree to eat..
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She felt him turn her onto her back while he moved to rest his body on top of hers, his weight gently pressing her back into the matress. She stared up at him, feeling his lips press against hers, she smiled slightly as he broke apart from her so he could continue speaking.
'.. Can we go to.. I mean.. I'll pay for you.. and we.. we go to Iowa... for.. a few days.' His head was burried into the pillow by the side of her head, his cheek pressed against hers, he lifted his head to kiss her again. She could tell it meant a lot to him, her coming to Iowa with him. There was a pause while she thought over what he's said.
'Partner?' She said with something like a hint of worry in her voice. 'I'll come with you if you want me to.' Her voice was quite shy, wondering what his parents would make of her, she hoped they'd like her as much as Riley seemed to like her.
'May we go to the hall for dinner soon.' She realised she was still hungry and since the food she'd eaten before didn't seem to have done anything to her she could assume that the canteen food should be edible.
'Alright.' She said lifting a hand to his cheek, she wasn't to keen on wandering around the initiative but she was equally as unwilling to stay here alone.
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Again her soft tender hand rested against his cheek, now would be as best a time as any to get up and get ready to leave.. But he had to just linger there a little longer... she was so beatiful.. everything about her was amazing.. he'd do anything for her.. all she had to do was ask him and he'd do it.. He'd try even if it was impossible, he'd try so hard to do it for her.. whatever it was she wanted.. And yet he didn't even know her favorite colour.. he wanted to find out, he'll find out everything about her in the next week..
They had so long together he couldn't wait to be able to get out into the real world with her and take her out to places.. he hasn't seen many places himself.. They could travel together, they could see lots of things, he had the money, he had more then enough, he or Catherine would never have to work for the rest of their lives, he's put all his money where even the Initiative couldn't find it..
As he slowly sat up, pulling his knees up to Catherine's thighs and sitting up on them comfortably just over her legs, though barely touching them, his hands taking hold of her smaller ones tenderly and gently pulling her up towards him. His hands let her own rest over his shoulders before his own moved for her slender waist, a small smile still on his face as he held her.
".. 'If I want you?'.. " He asked almost curiously at what she had said before about going if he wanted her to go with him.. That was an odd reply.. or so he thought, didn't she think he'd want her to always go with him to places? Or even worse did she assume he only wanted her there for support and not just because he loved her and wanted her to be with him for that reason alone.. As his arms wrapped more sacurely around her, he leaned forward, also pulling her lightly against him as he held her more firmly within his embrace, making sure he kept enough strength in his legs so that he wouldn't be allowing any of his wight on her.
"..I'll always want you." Softly kissing the top of her head, there was a short pause before he carefully removed himself from the bed. He knelled down on the ground before his draws of clothes and pulled open the very bottom draw, shifting through his tops, yet seeming to find none he desired to wear. His fingers fiddled with the tags around his neck, paying more attention to Catherine's one then his own, instead he simply grabbed his military top from the floor, pulling the army patterned shirt over his head so he matched Catherine's army attire.
Staring down at the faint wrinkles that barely creased the fabric, Riley's hand obsessivly tried to stroke out the wrinkles, he looked extremely uncomfortable for a moment as he stared back at his draws. Pulling that shirt off, he opened another draw and pulled out a new uniform shirt, wearing that instead of the faintly creased one. Glancing at Cat's bound wrists as he stood, checking that she was alright and didn't need a new binding, he then moved into the bathroom and placed his used shirt into the laundry basket behind the door.
When he left the bathroom, his fingers where running through his hair to tidy it up, moving towards his boots and scooping them up in his hands before taking a seat on the bed next to Catherine, handing her own smaller boots to her. It was only when he was ready to put on his shoes did he notice the creases over his pants.. there was a long pause of hesitation as he stared at the wrinkles before he forced himself to his feet and over to his draw yet again. Was this who he was; Riley Finn - Obsessive Neat Freak? He wasn't sure he was fond of this.. he couldn't even move about in a slightly creased top or pants.. don't people think he's weird? Did he normally care what they thought? ..Well as long as Catherine didn't think too negativly of his habits then he was ok with them..
He pulled out his spare uniforms pants and even new socks just incase.. he'd hate to come back here with Catherine watching him fuss so much over what he was wearing.. Drapping his pants over his shoulder and his new socks placed under his chin, pressed firmly against his chest while his hands undid his belt as he moved back towards the bathroom. Once he had removed his socks and pants, he instantly dropped them into the basket before putting on his new ones to replace them. He glanced back at Catherine as he weaved his belt around his waist, staring back down at his belt buckle as he began tightening it up.
"My mother always said if I respected those around me I'd make sure to present myself nicely for them.. then they tend to drill the same things into you here. I hope it doesn't annoy you, Graham had to switch room partners last year with Forrest because Forrest couldn't stand our room always being tidy.." Obviously he was a little uncomfortable with his habits, always seeming to share rooms with other people tends to allow them to make comments about your habits and not all comments where nice.. even if the habit was keeping things clean and tidy. Though Riley had enjoyed spending the remainder of the year with Graham and then the first half of this year until he was assigned rooming arrangements with Jon.
He patted down the thin material of his pants, the light and thin fabric making Riley's slightly warm skin feel more cool as he walked about. Returning to the bed, he slipped on his boots and tied them up throwing an expecting look towards his door, knowing that soon Graham and Forrest would be dropping by to pick him up so they could walk together to the Center like they normally do.
"Graham, his wife Jess and Forrest, possibly with his new partner Kristin, normally swing by and we all walk there together.." He told Catherine so she was aware that they'd be walking in a group, last thing he'd want where strangers walking up to his door and Catherine worrying over who they where..
Riley: So, tell me about your dream. As a Psych major, I'm qualified to go 'hmm.'
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She watched him change his top, only then to remove the trousers he was wearing too, she couldn't understand why he was doing it at first, why change and in the middle of the day. She couldn't have changed even if she had wanted to, she had nothing to change into, she glanced about looking for her combat unifrom but she couldn't see it. It slightly unnerved her not to see it, it was the only thing that belonged to her that was here. Apart from that she had nothing ... not even a hair tye, she didn't like the feeling at all, what she was wearing at the moment felt very alien to her. Nothing was comforting and reassuring ... except for the figure of Riley. She sat cross legged watching him intently as if if she removed her eyes from him he would vannish and leave her all alone.
'My mother always said if I respected those around me I'd make sure to present myself nicely for them.. then they tend to drill the same things into you here. I hope it doesn't annoy you, Graham had to switch room partners last year with Forrest because Forrest couldn't stand our room always being tidy...' Cat glanced down at her attire, looking at the crinkles, catching sight of her tangled hair out of the corner of one eye. It wasn't like she cared though was it, she'd never cared in the past what people thought of her.
'Graham, his wife Jess and Forrest, possibly with his new partner Kristin, normally swing by and we all walk there together...' Cat looked worriedly at the door, she wasn't sure how to interact with these new people, they were her captors and she was a prisoner.
Her eyes moved back to look at Riley, only to fly back to the door a second later when someone hammered upon the other side. She nervously watched as Riley turned away to answer the summons, unconciously thinking about what Riley had said about respecting poeple one of her hands moved to tug at the bottom of her t-shirt, trying to pull the creases out of the material, the attempt failed. Instead she lifted her hands to her hair, her fingers pulling at the tangles, but a she did so the door slid open and she had to content herself with tucking her hair back behind her ears. Her eyes dropping to the floor, not looking at the new people who'd entered the room ... she lifted her eyes again after a moment, this was silly ... was she worried about being accepted by his friends?
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It was strange for Riley, he recognised these people so vividly, and yet it was difficult to remember everything about them. Jess was a well tanned girl about 5"7 with rather dark chocolate brown hair which fell about her shoulders, she had deep purple streaks faintly seen in her hair, but only noticed when she was under a direct source of light. Her grey-green eyes seemed extremely friend as she stared over at Catherine, her slender arms wrapped affectionately around Graham's own muscular dark arm. Kristin was blonde, her hair tied in a low bun with thin plaits flowing from around it with tiny pink beads at the tips instead of hair ties. Her stunning blue eyes glanced about Riley's room from beneath rather dark eyelashes, both girls rather pretty, though Kristin was much lighter in skin tone then any of the other girls, the whole group was still dressed in their military uniform.
"Catherine, these are Kristin and Jess, Forrest and Graham.. you've already met." He added rather hesitantly before holding out his hand for Catherine to take, gently pulling her up to her feet as he spoke.
"And team.. Agent Catherine Hall." He finished up the introduction on a rather proud note as he introduced Catherine to them, and while the girls gave friendly smiles and 'heys', Forrest seemed to be displeased with something. Forrest always had a habit of being negative, especially when it came to something about Riley and his odd habits or beliefs.
"I thought that rich boy you're roomed with now said she was a nut case-Ow! And *what* was that for?" Forrest was rubbing his arm where Graham had punched him, unlike Riley and Graham, Forrest currently didn't have a chip, so other agents could harm him. Since chips had a 5-8 year life span, Forrest recently had his removed for a replacement one to be given to him in a few days.
"You need to learn to watch what you say." Graham warned his old school friend before quickly staring at Riley was standing behind Catherine now with his hands on her shoulders.
"He lied." Riley stated rather calmly, though the hint of dislike towards the boy was hard for him to cover with the tone he had taken.
"You didn't mention she was cute Riley." Jess teased as she moved towards the door, eager to get the party heading towards the Center and off this not so cheery topic that had drifted on to.
"Well he didn't really mention much at all about her did he?" Forrest replied to Jess's comment as they began to follow her out of the room, Graham stared over at his old friend once again but Forrest ignored the attempt of eye contact. Riley hovered nervously beside Catherine as his friends walked ahead of them.
"Well he was a tad side tracked with other matters.. wasn't he?" Kristin added rather defensively as she pinched her boyfriend on the arm, causing another agitated 'ow', Riley's eyes downcast as he if he suddenly found an extremely interesting invisible line on the ground that he was watching pass underneath them.
"Do you think we should warn her about him? After all.. she might not know what she's getting involved in.." At this statement Riley's fingers curled searched for Catherine's hand, his eyes closing as he took comfort in her touch and tried to ignore Forrest constant bullying.
"Gee, give it a rest Forrest, you've been bringing this up every chance you've gotten for the past 7 years, you'll have to excuse him Catherine, he's a jerk at best of times." Jess apologised, she too was a student at Mass.Acadamy so she's known the guys just as long as they've known each other.
"Yeah, well.. I just think it's weird, it's too much of a strain on a relationship to tell a girl 'I won't sleep with you unless we're getting married in the future.' What do you think?" Forrest glanced back at Catherine as if hoping for her support, but was distracted by Riley's quick reply in a very upset tone.
"How I was raised and what I say or do with the girl I love is between her and myself and you have no right to make her uncomfortable like this." His left hand had slipped from Catherine's grasp as his right rubbed the side of his head, which only agitated him more. Forrest liked making Riley's female friends uncomfortable around him simply because Riley always had a lot of pretty girls talk with him yet never showed any interest, where as Forrest would have to fight to get there attention and keep it. Graham had dropped beside Catherine for a split second and spoke very quietly with her.
"Kristin had commented on how sweet Riley and you looked together when he helped you up off the bed, Forrest's just venting off some jealous steam." Riley looked over at Graham with a highly displeased frown, and at a comment coming from Forrest that must have had something to do with Riley again, he stared unhappily at Forrest's back.
"Ba' jou nor ka lest triska." The girls turned back and stared at Riley who had just spoken almost demandingly towards Forrest who stared rather blankly at Riley as Graham gave a soft chuckle.
"Riley man, not all of us have aced our Demonology Classes just yet.." But after Graham spoke, the two girls that had been piecing together the words they understood to form the sentence Riley had said, spun about with rather pleased grins.
" 'I'm ordering you to shut the hell up!' " Kristin and Jess replied rather cheerfully as they gave Forrest tiny smirks which hinted they agreed. They where approaching a corridor and both Riley and Graham had suddenly gone quiet as they stared over at the four armed guards standing watch by the door. Riley's hand found it's way to Catherine's shoulder almost protectively as they drew nearer to the corridor, the armoured troopers readying their weapons as if about to open fire on the wondering group.
"It's high security, the doorway leads to an elevator that goes up a level, they are ordered to open fire on any trying to pass without clearance." Riley had warned Catherine in a whisper as they turned before approaching too closely to the armoured group, heading down another hall much more quietly. They turned another corner, but Riley had stopped blocked Catherine's path, forcing her to stop and not follow them around the corner. It took a moment for him to tear his eyes up from the floor and look at Catherine, shifting slightly his weight from one leg to the other. His hand reached up, his fingers curling gently to the back of her neck as his palm rested on the side of it, his body leaning forward slightly as he pressed his lips her forehead before taking a step away.
"I'm sorry.." As his guilty sounding voice spoke, his eyes dropping down to the group as Graham's louder voice was heard summoning them to hurry. Forrest embarrassed Riley, Riley was Catherine's boyfriend, which means - in Riley's mind - Riley had been an embarrassment for Catherine and he didn't want to cause her any embarrassment..
TBC: The Center - It's Always Chat time at Dinner Time
Riley: So, tell me about your dream. As a Psych major, I'm qualified to go 'hmm.'
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