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Post by PLATINUM BERLITZ-SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 9:24:11 GMT 9.5
That was very true, though Platinum had dared to hope she could make him see why an annulment would be something positive for both of them, but clearly to him it was an unnecessary task and she was unlikely to be released from their union without true reason. "Am I really that worthy of a trophy wife to you? It is not as if you have feelings for me, nor do you want me to produce you an heir. Would you not wish to be able to choose to show your feelings for someone you had more care for?"
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Post by FERNANDO SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 9:35:17 GMT 9.5
"What makes you think you're a trophy wife?"
It's a quick deflection for Fernando to rethink his stance on Platinum's position. Sure, he has plans for her in the future but for now she's nothing more than a figure in the side line. He's an adult now with no time to play with simple, one dimensional toys.
"And my feelings are irrelevant."
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Post by PLATINUM BERLITZ-SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 9:40:56 GMT 9.5
"I am not an ordinary wife, nor am I your companion. I am merely a name and a face attached to your arm as a trophy, as an image." Platinum allowed herself to half-sit on the desk, making sure to avoid the screen with the Pokemon inside. "Is that not the definition of a trophy wife?"
Pressing her hands into the edges of the table, the heiress let a small sigh escape her lips. "No, they are not. Your feelings are as important as anyone else. You and I may come from places where emotion is regarded as weakness but that does not mean we do not have them. It also does not mean they are irrelevant, just less noticeable. You are a powerful man, Fernando. You have earned the right to them."
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Post by FERNANDO SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 9:53:57 GMT 9.5
A hollow laugh creaks from his throat. Clasping his hands together, Fernando sinks into his chair before turning to face her. "This is why I couldn't teach you business, my dear wife. You put too much value into things you don't quite understand - things that are meaningless."
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Post by PLATINUM BERLITZ-SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 10:08:24 GMT 9.5
"They are not meaningless. Perhaps you do not put enough value into them." She replied coolly, meeting his gaze and crossing her ankles where she sat. "You have a unique opportunity here, you know." She forced her eyes to remain steady on his and not back down.
Platinum briefly thought of Diamond and Pearl. Of what it might have meant could she have married one of them. Happiness, security, friendship. She let her eyes close for a few moments to shut the thoughts out before continuing.
"You could learn to appreciate things for the good they have in life. To unite the people against the Knights using love and joy as your guide. Feeling is not meaningless when you use it correctly, when you gather people behind it."
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Post by FERNANDO SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 10:40:58 GMT 9.5
"I'm in this war to win, Platinum. I have no intention of committing suicide any time in the near future."
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Post by PLATINUM BERLITZ-SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 10:43:07 GMT 9.5
"You need people to win a war, Fernando. People win wars. Platinum shook her head. "People like having something to gather behind."
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Post by FERNANDO SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 10:49:37 GMT 9.5
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Post by PLATINUM BERLITZ-SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 10:59:51 GMT 9.5
Platinum pulled her lips back into a firm line. "What will they gather behind if there is no emotion in what you do? Or in your heart?"
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Post by FERNANDO SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 11:24:51 GMT 9.5
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Post by PLATINUM BERLITZ-SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 12:07:52 GMT 9.5
Platinum's eyebrows flew up, "Justice for who? For yourself?" She folded her arms over her chest. "I will stay with you if you give me a reason to support you."
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Post by FERNANDO SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 12:11:07 GMT 9.5
Fernando's expression finally defaults into a flat line.
"You don't really have a choice."
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Post by PLATINUM BERLITZ-SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 12:19:00 GMT 9.5
"But you will have my support, that is something which you do not have control over. My image, if you want me to be your wife, is a support." Platinum raised her eyes to meet his again, "Also considering that we have not consummated the marriage, legally we still have the opportunity to fight it."
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Post by FERNANDO SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 12:29:22 GMT 9.5
“Oh. Is that what you came here for?”
Fernando rises from his chair, tall and proud. “You put such a frivolous importance on it. But, we can fix that.”
He comes in closer.
“Right here.”
Dangerously close.
“Right now.
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Post by PLATINUM BERLITZ-SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 12:36:14 GMT 9.5
Platinum blinked, then froze as he moved closer. One hand raised to put flat on his chest. "I think not." She managed to keep her voice flat and even, "More important is that you could have my support without it as a necessity." Her voice cracked a little, suddenly uncomfortable as her eyes searched an escape route from the desk.
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Post by FERNANDO SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 12:38:23 GMT 9.5
Her hand stop his chest but not his advance. She can't hold him back as his face dares to inch forward. "What's wrong, wifey? I thought you wanted to make a heir with me."
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Post by PLATINUM BERLITZ-SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 12:54:02 GMT 9.5
"I never said what I wanted other than freedom. I merely said that we had not done so and thus I was a trophy wife." Her head leaned back, her hand pressing firmer against him. "Do not pretend that you suddenly want me as more than a possession."
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Post by FERNANDO SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 13:06:23 GMT 9.5
"Do not pretend that you know me and what I want."
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Post by PLATINUM BERLITZ-SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 13:27:49 GMT 9.5
"This is not the appropriate time or place to be discussing this particular matter. Would you not rather I backed you willingly in your endeavours?" She tried, moving one leg out in an attempt to move out the way of his closeness.
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Post by FERNANDO SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 13:35:06 GMT 9.5
“There is no better place--” her resistance is met by a show of force. No longer is she protected against Fernando’s ambition. If she wants him to treat her as his equal, as an adult, as someone he can look eye to eye, then it’s time for her to pay her keep. Spread out in front of him, Fernando steels himself between her vulnerable legs.
“than here and now.”
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Post by PLATINUM BERLITZ-SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 14:14:07 GMT 9.5
"I am fairly certain there are much better places." Platinum interjected, putting both hands against his chest now and pushing herself up onto the desk away from his persistent moving closer. "It is a very sudden and important decision to make, after all." Always working to find the words to get out of a sticky situation, that was Platinum.
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Post by FERNANDO SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 14:47:15 GMT 9.5
“Trust me,” Fernando taunts, “I’m intelligent.”
Platinum can push him away as much as she wants. But, for every action there’s an equal reaction. Strong, cold hands cup around her bum, grasping at the loose fabric of her hiking skirt as he pulls her waist closer. Unlike before, Fernando holds no resistance to tearing her apart. No longer is he an untamed animal lost in his own primal desires. He’s a changed man and his habits are no different. There’s a more particular way for him to go about such things. It’s the only reason that Platinum has yet to be violated.
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Post by PLATINUM BERLITZ-SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 14:58:35 GMT 9.5
Platinum was running out of escape routes. His hands on her body were pulling her nearer instead of moving away and words were clearly not getting through to him. In this situation she was a trapped creature locked in a room with it's predator and she was frightened. Using the hands steeled on his chest, she decided to try a different tactic, no more attempting to convince him. Struggling was only making the uncomfortable situation worse and perhaps she could shock him into letting go. Her fingers curled the fabric into her fists and she raised her body to sit straight, locking her eyes on his. "Please stop it, Fernando. This is no way to treat your wife." Regardless how she moved, Platinum knew she wasn't likely to break out.
Acting like a spoiled child and wriggling was going to get her nowhere fast and likely just cause him to become more violent. She contemplated kissing him, as if the shock might just be enough, but that would be a last resort should her attempts to reason more firmly with him fail.
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Post by FERNANDO SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 15:58:40 GMT 9.5
“No, this is exactly the way I should treat my wife. To show her my feelings and how much I want her. Wasn’t it you who told me that I should act on them? For my sake, for the good of both of us?”
Her body is rigid against his. He can feel her body warmth tingle against him, their clothing being the only thing to separate skin from skin. Fernando lets her go. They both know that if she moves away he’ll only rope her back in. But his hands never stay still for too long. They’re tracing up her back, drawing ever so closer to her exposed nape.
“Close your eyes.”
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Post by PLATINUM BERLITZ-SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 16:12:28 GMT 9.5
It was on the tip of Platinum's tongue to argue with him that he didn't have feelings for her and acting on false ones was as bad as not having them at all but she figured now that he was ignoring her at the best of times. Who wanted to spend hours arguing with someone who didn't want to listen? She closed her eyes as instructed, nose slightly wrinkled in annoyance as she pulled on his shirt and - in one last act of defiance, pressed her lips against his. At least she could claim some control.
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Post by FERNANDO SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 16:30:42 GMT 9.5
“…!”
Surprise, surprise. How unexpected. Fernando’s not quite sure what’s going through Platinum’s mind right now but he doesn’t hesitate to pull away. A wild, unplanned kiss like that does nothing to please him. It’s far from satisfying but intriguing nonetheless.
“Excited, aren’t we?
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Post by PLATINUM BERLITZ-SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 16:32:27 GMT 9.5
This time it was Platinum's turn to smirk as he pulled away and she opened her eyes. "Hardly. I just do not plan on giving you control over everything. If you are so sure you want this then I at least want to have some say in what happens."
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Post by FERNANDO SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 16:35:17 GMT 9.5
“Then let’s raise the stakes. Close your eyes.”
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Post by PLATINUM BERLITZ-SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 16:36:59 GMT 9.5
Her eyes closed again, this time the heiress remaining still. Before anything could happen, however, she asked, "What do you mean by raising the stakes?"
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Post by FERNANDO SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 16:52:26 GMT 9.5
“You’ll find out.”
His hand cups her chin, tracing his finger tip against her exposed throat. It curves upward toward her jaw line, coming closer to her closed mouth as he ventures upward. He pauses. “It’s okay, Platinum,” he whispers into her hear. His other hand drapes around her neck, tucking her hair back to expose the rest of her neck.
“It’s okay to be scared.”
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