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Lost : Chapter 3
Sol ran out of the window , holding his left shoulder in pain . A little blood trickled out of the wound left by the projectile impact . His almond coloured eyes were drained of their lust inducing flair , replaced by disappointment and anguish . He and I returned to his small , comfortable abode and entered a small , narrow room . It seemed that the more I explored his living quarters , the smaller it became .
" Sol , " I said , resting my bloody hand on his shoulder . He didn't bother to move it , despite my high body temperature . " Are you okay ? "
Sol turned around and removed my hand , wiping away some of the blood . The fire in his eyes was gone .
" Cordelia , I'm really sorry that you had to see that , " he said , crying softly . As I looked outside the window , perspiration was falling from dark , heavy clouds . The entire room grew dark . I looked at Sol . He just stared back .
" Don't apologize , dear . It wasn't your fault . " The breeze picked up a bit , sending a fresh wave of air in the room . I coughed , forgetting that the air here wasn't exactly the same as at home . Sol winced a bit and removed his shirt , wearing a black , sleeveless undergarment .
" We need to clean ourselves up . " Sol said , pointing at the notion that we were covered in blood and dirt . Sol took a thin knife and handed it at me , handle up . I took it , puzzled . Sol swallowed hard and shuddered , rubbing his unscathed right shoulder .
9.
For some reason , my face and ears felt warm and my heartbeat increased substantially . I realized that I was overwhelmed with an unexpected infatuation of Sol's body , mentally fawning over it despite him being a practical stranger still . Sol blinked slowly , inadvertedly beckoning me to gaze into his eyes … again .
" Cordelia , you are going to have to remove the bullet from my left shoulder , " he said , pointing at the thin knife an my grasp . " With that . " I nodded and dropped the knife , opening my hand . The bullet levitated out of the wound and dropped into my palm . Sol looked in bewilderment at the bloody , metallic pebble in the center of my hand .
" Are you okay ? " I asked .
" Yes , but is that a power of yours ? "
" Yes , magnetism is a basic ability of mine . "
Sol smiled slightly , brushing a bit of hair out of the way of his eyes . " Thanks for making the extraction painless . "
" You're welcome .
" Thank you very much ."
Sol looked very distressed .
" You are very strange . " Sol said , jokingly .
" You are very pretty . " I responded , light-hearted . Sol smiled and rested a hand on his left cheek .
" Thanks . " Sol said , still pink in his face . " What about you ?"
" Pardon ? "
" Your injuries , I meant . " Sol looked up and down my body as if searching for some sort of cut of gash . He found none . Staring at me in shock , Sol unzipped the collar of my leotard , exposing some of my chest . For some reason , I felt more aroused than offended . Actually , I wanted him to unzip the entire thing and stare at my uncovered torso , but that was insolent sexual crave speaking . He looked for a moment before zipping it back up and sitting on the small room's floor . The storm outside was raging with intense ferocity as wind and rain was beating on the structure we were in .
" I don't get it , your clothes are pricked and punctured by bullets but none of them entered your skin . In fact , none of them even grazed you . "
I still looked at Sol , blushing very hard . Although , through my purple skin , it looked more violet than red .
10.
" I need a change of clothes ", I said . " My old clothes are too exposing ." And it was . Holes of all sizes damaged my suit . One particular hole was an uncomfortable position near my …., and since I wasn't wearing anything under this , it made me even more embarrassed than before . Sol didn't seem to notice , or he did but doesn't want me to feel ashamed due to the fact that he didn't say anything about it to me .
Sol nodded but faltered slightly . " I need a change a change of clothes too but I don't think anything I have can fit you , Cordelia . "
He was somewhat true . Even in my shortened state , I was still twice the size of him and I can't shrink any smaller so … it wouldn't work out . But I'm sure that there is some sort of clothing on Earth that can fit my height and width .
" Are you sure ? " I asked him . Sol shrugged his shoulders .
" We can try . " He took his torso's undergarment off .
11.
“Sol , please have some decency at least . ” I grabbed my left wrist tightly , wishing that I hadn't said that . Sol blushed and got up , leaving the small room . Closing the door behind him , I glanced down at my uniform . Holes and tears at every stitch ; deplorable , very deplorable indeed . If my mother had seen me like this , she would've sent me to the Purgatory . Then I remembered that I had a spare uniform in my back storage pocket . Taking the glass tube out , it started to glow and form into a pair of blue pants composed of some hard fabric and a pink torso garment .
Glancing back at the entrance , I unzipped my leotard and slid it off , reaching out for the pink garment on the floor .
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" Sol , " I said , resting my bloody hand on his shoulder . He didn't bother to move it , despite my high body temperature . " Are you okay ? "
Sol turned around and removed my hand , wiping away some of the blood . The fire in his eyes was gone .
" Cordelia , I'm really sorry that you had to see that , " he said , crying softly . As I looked outside the window , perspiration was falling from dark , heavy clouds . The entire room grew dark . I looked at Sol . He just stared back .
" Don't apologize , dear . It wasn't your fault . " The breeze picked up a bit , sending a fresh wave of air in the room . I coughed , forgetting that the air here wasn't exactly the same as at home . Sol winced a bit and removed his shirt , wearing a black , sleeveless undergarment .
" We need to clean ourselves up . " Sol said , pointing at the notion that we were covered in blood and dirt . Sol took a thin knife and handed it at me , handle up . I took it , puzzled . Sol swallowed hard and shuddered , rubbing his unscathed right shoulder .
9.
For some reason , my face and ears felt warm and my heartbeat increased substantially . I realized that I was overwhelmed with an unexpected infatuation of Sol's body , mentally fawning over it despite him being a practical stranger still . Sol blinked slowly , inadvertedly beckoning me to gaze into his eyes … again .
" Cordelia , you are going to have to remove the bullet from my left shoulder , " he said , pointing at the thin knife an my grasp . " With that . " I nodded and dropped the knife , opening my hand . The bullet levitated out of the wound and dropped into my palm . Sol looked in bewilderment at the bloody , metallic pebble in the center of my hand .
" Are you okay ? " I asked .
" Yes , but is that a power of yours ? "
" Yes , magnetism is a basic ability of mine . "
Sol smiled slightly , brushing a bit of hair out of the way of his eyes . " Thanks for making the extraction painless . "
" You're welcome .
" Thank you very much ."
Sol looked very distressed .
" You are very strange . " Sol said , jokingly .
" You are very pretty . " I responded , light-hearted . Sol smiled and rested a hand on his left cheek .
" Thanks . " Sol said , still pink in his face . " What about you ?"
" Pardon ? "
" Your injuries , I meant . " Sol looked up and down my body as if searching for some sort of cut of gash . He found none . Staring at me in shock , Sol unzipped the collar of my leotard , exposing some of my chest . For some reason , I felt more aroused than offended . Actually , I wanted him to unzip the entire thing and stare at my uncovered torso , but that was insolent sexual crave speaking . He looked for a moment before zipping it back up and sitting on the small room's floor . The storm outside was raging with intense ferocity as wind and rain was beating on the structure we were in .
" I don't get it , your clothes are pricked and punctured by bullets but none of them entered your skin . In fact , none of them even grazed you . "
I still looked at Sol , blushing very hard . Although , through my purple skin , it looked more violet than red .
10.
" I need a change of clothes ", I said . " My old clothes are too exposing ." And it was . Holes of all sizes damaged my suit . One particular hole was an uncomfortable position near my …., and since I wasn't wearing anything under this , it made me even more embarrassed than before . Sol didn't seem to notice , or he did but doesn't want me to feel ashamed due to the fact that he didn't say anything about it to me .
Sol nodded but faltered slightly . " I need a change a change of clothes too but I don't think anything I have can fit you , Cordelia . "
He was somewhat true . Even in my shortened state , I was still twice the size of him and I can't shrink any smaller so … it wouldn't work out . But I'm sure that there is some sort of clothing on Earth that can fit my height and width .
" Are you sure ? " I asked him . Sol shrugged his shoulders .
" We can try . " He took his torso's undergarment off .
11.
“Sol , please have some decency at least . ” I grabbed my left wrist tightly , wishing that I hadn't said that . Sol blushed and got up , leaving the small room . Closing the door behind him , I glanced down at my uniform . Holes and tears at every stitch ; deplorable , very deplorable indeed . If my mother had seen me like this , she would've sent me to the Purgatory . Then I remembered that I had a spare uniform in my back storage pocket . Taking the glass tube out , it started to glow and form into a pair of blue pants composed of some hard fabric and a pink torso garment .
Glancing back at the entrance , I unzipped my leotard and slid it off , reaching out for the pink garment on the floor .
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