The Host discussion

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He leaned down and gave her a much better kiss. Camden wrapped his arms around her waist, going by instinct again. He pulled his lips back, resting his head on hers. "Am I a good kisser?" He asked, pushing his hands through her beautiful red hair.

Karen smiled lightly in the dark as she tried to breath. "I wouldn't be the one to ask. I haven't kissed many boys..." she said quietly. She knew that her room was right around the corner. If they "did" that again... Would she allow him to go all the way? She wasn't sure yet.
She smiled, "Maybe you could try it on one of the other hurls here?" she suggested as a joke. Bug when she thought about it... He may want to have another girl. After all she was one of the first ones he'd ever met so he hadn't had any options before. But now he did...

His smile instantly fell to a frown. "Never." He hissed, taking her hand in his again. "Never." He repeated in a much calmer voice, rubbing her forearm. "I was just wondering if you were satisfied. I should be more careful with my words.." He shrugged, playing with the ends of her hair. "So where is my room?" He asked, rubbing her arm softly.

Karen sighed, "There is no "your room" for you yet. Not enough rooms to sleep alone. So my room is your room." she told him. Looking up at him.

"I like that.." He whispered, leaning down to give her another kiss. This one was short, but hot. He gave her another right after it, this one much longer. "I'm tired. I haven't got any sleep since the night before you came."

Karen smiled in the dark. Then when she heard he was tired she told him, "My rooms just around the corner..." she had already had his hand and was pulling him lightly in the direction of her room.

He smiled again, stopping at her door. He opened up the door, dropping his bag off. "I have a surprise." He grinned, crouching. He opened up his bag, pulling out a huge plastic thing. He then grabbed out a small black box with a tube coming out of it. He stretched the plastic thing out, plugging the black tube into it. He turned the box "on", and the plastic started filling with air. He stood up, resting his hands on his hips. "It's a mattress." He told her, turning to her. He took her hands in his, kissing both of them. "You said you wanted a mattress." He tried explaining it, running out of words. He turned back to the rapidly filling mattress, rocking on his heels. "If we set it up on the cot it'll be as tall as a normal bed, then we can put all the blankets on it." He nodded, suddenly worried she wouldn't like it as much as he expected.

((another switch to Karen's room:O))

Yep

Seth entered the hallway and leaned against the wall. His head hurt and he was unable to think straight.

Camden stopped when he saw Seth in the hallway, tensing up. He tried walking away without bothering him, but he wasn't sure where he was supposed to go. He walked past, hoping he wouldn't start a fight.

Seth eyes flew open and even in the dark he could tell who it was. Out of anger he grabbed his shirt and pulled him back, back towards the dark and the other wall. Then he blocked the path of light.
"Where do you think you're going body thief?" he asked in a threatening low voice. Even though he was young time living out here had made a big impact. He was tall, strong, and quick. And it was easy for him to hold up in a fight.

"You're not angry at me, you're angry at the society and your fate. But you can fight me if you want, I don't really know how to fight back. It might do me good to learn how real pain feels." He leaned back against the wall, watching Seth with half lidded eyes.

Seth growled and relaxed his fighting stance, "I'm not gonna fight a guy who won't defend himself. And I do hate you. I hate that my sister trusts you, or at least seems to. And I hate your guts. I would hate you for who you are but that would be useless."

"You can hate me, but it doesn't mean you are angry at me. Unless it's for making you an angrier person." He sighed, moving out of his grasp. "I could probably fight, but I won't." He moved back down the hallway to the kitchen again.

Seth let him go. He wasn't worth chasing.

(Icommented in the kitchen)

Willa strolled slowly in the corridors, thinking secretly about what Karen could be saying to Caine.

Seth walked parallel to her but a few feet away. His hands were in his pockets and he was thinking.

"It's good to see you're okay with your sister again." she said suddenly, smiling.

Camden sat against the wall, purposely away from them both. Lea looked between the two "territories", deciding whom she wanted to talk with more. She thought Seth might want to talk with Willa alone, so she sat next to Camden, smiling.

Seth nodded, "I guess it was my protective brother instinct..." he said with a little laugh, "I love Karen too much to let her hurt herself."

"That's the spirit." she glanced back at Camden momentarily, twitching her mouth before turning back to Seth "We need peace in these tunnels."

"I definitely agree with that." Seth said. His dark eyes looking into hers. "We would not have survived this long without peace among us, and we aren't changing that now."

She smiled even more broadly. "So, Camden." she turned fully to the soul "I guess this means there is peace between us for now. I'll treat you like I'd treat anyone else. Unless of course..." she stuck out her hand.

Camden looked a little unsure, having learned wariness over the past few weeks. Of course, if you were like lea, he'd instantly trust you unless he was prewarned. Lea whispered something to him and he stretched out his hand to shake hers.

Willa smiled lightly and nodded a thanks to Lea for the assistance.

Seth watched as Willa and Lea easily accepted Camden and wondered if he had done anything to cause the strain for them in the first place? He pushed the thought away, not caring to try to wrap his mind around that.

Willa grinned at Seth in turn. "Penny for your thoughts?"

((?))

Seth shook his head, "Just confused is all..." he said somewhat quietly.

Looking at Willa again he said, "We'll I better get off to my job... Don't want to be caught slacking." He said with a half smile. He wished he knew where Karen was, but pushed that aside as he made his way to the kitchen.