Iphigenia has noticed that her friend (and sometimes lover) Phedre hasn't been herself lately, and she's a little concerned. So one evening, she'll go to find Phedre in her room.

"I wanted to see you," she says softly. "How are you feeling?" She stands in the doorway, a gentle look upon her face.

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She reaches for his hand when he sits down, smiling at him.

"Well?" She's blushing a bit, but she's still got the slightly wild look in her eyes, and she really just wants to touch him.

Iphigenia has really been quite content these past few weeks. Although she er, effectively lives in an attic, she's happy to be with her...lover? boyfriend? Abductor? We're not sure what exactly to call him. Anyway, she's pretty pleased ( Read more... )