[b][u]The Forest[/u][/b]

          A hour had past and Ceceria and Gorgamesh seemed the best of friends. She had been leaning on his shoulder for about half a hour each taking turns of drinking from the gourd which was quickly running dry. When they had finished she frowned.... "Sorry I did not mean to drink it all I promise." Gorgamesh smiled  and laughed at her shaking it off. He then moved a arm around her clasping the opposite shoulder. He would then point to the stars telling her stories and she would listen. She did not stare at them however, only at him. He had a look about him that drew her in. Was it the scars? was it his free spirit? was it his insanity? She figured it was all three. She could see that in his eyes there were no color just emotions all of them bunched up causing him to behave unlike most. When he caught her just staring at him he paused and coughed a little. The moon light caught her eyes and made them sparkle with his visage and for a minute there it almost looked like she would kiss him and then he pulled away. She sighed and went back in a sitting position but still rather close to him. She liked him and she did not know why.

        She looked to see Ishmael staring at her with a raised brow and she had to laugh. "What?...we all have our tastes in people. I just like him that's all" She said. Ishmael nodded and snorted. "Yeah remember how you had your arms around me?" He asked and she went quiet and then twiddled with her thumbs. " Well your taken so... I decided to pick someone else. Who is this woman that has claimed you anyways?" 

  "Don't worry you will meet her soon." He said and she frowned. "Your no fun."