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Re: High Moon Tales. Tales of the Wicked West.
Occ: I'm trying to work from my phone on vacation and my attempt at posting came through blank. I'll try to send something Sunday when I'm back home.? Sorry.
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Re: Whispers in the Dark - Scheherazade, Callum
开云体育(2nd attempt - first one apparently didn't go through for some reason) (Sam) “You mean he doesn’t make sense to you?” She asked with a playful smile. “Now you know how the rest of feel when you go all very British on us...oh I’m sorry” she said the smile growing wider. “ all Wales. You’re from Wales.” Sam wrapped her arm around his as he held her. “Umm.” she moaned at his lips on the shell of her ear. He knew her so well and if he kept that up, the things it would lead to...“Why yes you should.” She tease Heat in her voice from his lips. “He is quiet charming and dashing and if you are not careful, he will steal me away.” She said turning to him. Sam rose up on tip toes to kiss his lips. “Are you really feeling okay?” (Branson) Branson kissed her back gently when she pushed herself up, then stroked her hair as she let herself down to the floor again.? His expression grew uncertain at her question.? "Yes... and no," he said finally.? "I mean, I feel okay enough physically, but it's like there's still something not quite right, something I can't put a finger on." His voice grew pensive. "It's like, I don't feel like I've fully woken up from whatever it was that happened to us.? Which _still_ seems damned odd in its own right.? We were out for, what, almost two days? Both of us at the same time.? And that doctor didn't find anything wrong?"? He cocked his head slightly to the side as he looked searchingly into Sam's eyes. "Do _you_ feel the same as you did before?" (Friends) ?Alex and Marc sat in the kitchen watching Miss Margaret make breakfast. “Thank you for doing this.” Marc said you really didn’t have too.” “The mistress requires sustenance, yes I had to.” Miss Margaret said. Meanwhile Greyson moved about the castle. Exploring. He had just found the door to the upper turrets. But it was locked. That gave him pause. (Margaret, Jaimie) "Jaimie, lad," Margaret called out as her breakfast preparations were getting close to done.? "Would ye mind setting the table fer our guests?"? There was no response at first.? Then a voice began muttering grumpily as plates began appearing on the table, seemingly placed there loudly by invisible hands.? "Bunch o' heich 'n' mighty spongers fae some god-forsaken piece o' sod if ye ask me... Whilk nobody does... Na respect, thay hae... Na respect fur whit's richt 'n' proper...." Margaret turned at the sound, her eyes widening when she saw what was happening in the dining room. The housekeeper moved quickly to put herself between Alex and Marc and the doorway into the other room.? "Jaimie!" she hissed urgently.? "What's got into ye, lad?? Show yerself! Show yerself or be off with ye!" ? There was a pause, and then the sound of a remaining stack of plates being set roughly on the table.? And then silence. The housekeeper turned apologetically to Alex and Marc.? "Ah'm sorry, good sirs, but Jaimie seems to be in a bit of a mood this morning.? Could ah prevail on one of ye gents to finish setting the table while I finish the breakfast?" (A Cold Presence) "What do we have here?" the tower stones seemed to whisper around Greyson, the sound so soft he couldn't be sure it was anything but a momentary draft, a bit of chill somehow seeping in through some unseen crack in the masonry. "An intrepid soul, perhaps? Or merely a curious cat? Let us see."? Suddenly there was an audible clink, clink-clank coming from the door's ancient lock, following by a brief squeal of hinges as the door shifted inward a half-an-inch.? "Hello, fly," the voice whispered with that same seductive barely-heard susurration.? "Care to come up to my parlor?" _._,_._,_ Tag - Sam, Friends Translation of Jaimie-speak:? "Bunch of high and mighty spongers from some god-forsaken piece of sod if you ask me... Which nobody does... No respect, they have... No respect for what's right and proper...." |
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Re: Whispers in the Dark - Scheherazade, Callum
开云体育(Sam) “You mean he doesn’t make sense to you?” She asked with a playful smile. “Now you know how the rest of feel when you go all very British on us...oh I’m sorry” she said the smile growing wider. “ all Wales. You’re from Wales.” Sam wrapped her arm around his as he held her. “Umm.” she moaned at his lips on the shell of her ear. He knew her so well and if he kept that up, the things it would lead to...“Why yes you should.” She tease Heat in her voice from his lips. “He is quiet charming and dashing and if you are not careful, he will steal me away.” She said turning to him. Sam rose up on tip toes to kiss his lips. “Are you really feeling okay?” (Branson) Branson kissed her back gently when she pushed herself up, then stroked her hair as she let herself down to the floor again.? His expression grew uncertain at her question.? "Yes... and no," he said finally.? "I mean, I feel okay enough physically, but it's like there's still something not quite right, something I can't put a finger on." His voice grew pensive. "It's like, I don't feel like I've fully woken up from whatever it was that happened to us.? Which _still_ seems damned odd in its own right.? We were out for, what, almost two days? Both of us at the same time.? And that doctor didn't find anything wrong?"? He cocked his head slightly to the side as he looked searchingly into Sam's eyes. "Do _you_ feel the same as you did before?" (Friends) ?Alex and Marc sat in the kitchen watching Miss Margaret make breakfast. “Thank you for doing this.” Marc said you really didn’t have too.” “The mistress requires sustenance, yes I had to.” Miss Margaret said. Meanwhile Greyson moved about the castle. Exploring. He had just found the door to the upper turrets. But it was locked. That gave him pause. (Margaret, Jaimie) "Jaimie, lad," Margaret called out as her breakfast preparations were getting close to done.? "Would ye mind setting the table fer our guests?"? There was no response at first.? Then a voice began muttering grumpily as plates began appearing on the table, seemingly placed there loudly by invisible hands.? "Bunch o' heich 'n' mighty spongers fae some god-forsaken piece o' sod if ye ask me... Whilk nobody does... Na respect, thay hae... Na respect fur whit's richt 'n' proper...." Margaret turned at the sound, her eyes widening when she saw what was happening in the dining room. The housekeeper moved quickly to put herself between Alex and Marc and the doorway into the other room.? "Jaimie!" she hissed urgently.? "What's got into ye, lad?? Show yerself! Show yerself or be off with ye!" ? There was a pause, and then the sound of a remaining stack of plates being set roughly on the table.? And then silence. The housekeeper turned apologetically to Alex and Marc.? "Ah'm sorry, good sirs, but Jaimie seems to be in a bit of a mood this morning.? Could ah prevail on one of ye gents to finish setting the table while I finish the breakfast?" (A Cold Presence) "What do we have here?" the tower stones seemed to whisper around Greyson, the sound so soft he couldn't be sure it was anything but a momentary draft, a bit of chill somehow seeping in through some unseen crack in the masonry. "An intrepid soul, perhaps? Or merely a curious cat? Let us see."? Suddenly there was an audible clink, clink-clank coming from the door's ancient lock, following by a brief squeal of hinges as the door shifted inward a half-an-inch.? "Hello, fly," the voice whispered with that same seductive barely-heard susurration.? "Care to come up to my parlor?" _._,_._,_ Tag - Sam, Friends Translation of Jaimie-speak:? "Bunch of high and mighty spongers from some god-forsaken piece of sod if you ask me... Which nobody does... No respect, they have... No respect for what's right and proper...." |
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Re: High Moon Tales. Tales of the Wicked West.
开云体育[Sicilien]? Sicilien breathed a sigh of relief
once they all finally made inside the jailhouse.? As much as he hated
being inside these kinds of places, it was a much welcome change from having to
contend with a lot of angry people who were hellbent on snuffing their lights
out.? It was strange how they all just suddenly turned on Sicilien and
gang, as if they were enchanted by some outside force.? Nothing seemed to
make sense here since the moment he stepped into this town and all the events
that led up to this just further confirmed this.? From the train conductor
suddenly losing his memory of Miller's Crossing to meeting this ragtag troupe
to escaping by the skin of their teeth...one thing after another just did not
add up.? So when Flynn entered the place buck naked, he didn't bat an eye
but he had to wonder how the man was able to brave the buffeting effect of the
sand against his skin. "Aye, we're in and in one piece, so let's keep it that way," he gruffly answered, kicking the door shut.? His throat was parched and he'd inhaled some particulates, coughing to try and clear out his pipes.? Amano and Yuki were still in his hands and as he lowered them towards the ground, a little rivulet of sand poured out of each of their barrels as he pitifully looked on them.? Sighing in disappointment, he laid them down on the sheriff's table, taking off his sniper rifle and leaning it against the edge as he took off his coat and hat, shaking off a pile of dust, gravel and little bits of foreign matter.? Beneath he wore a white collared shirt that was tucked into a pair of denim blue jeans, held together by a brown belt with burnished brass clasps.? One additional belt graced his waist that was connected to olive colored chaps that tightly wound around his legs, covering his weathered Russet leather boots.? Pulling up a nearby chair, Sicilien promptly sat down on, crossing one leg over the other, as he reached for one of his revolvers and flicked open the cylinder, taking out the bullets one by one so that he could start cleaning.? "So how's that for our first
meeting, eh?? Guess we'll have a quite a tale to tell," he said,
laughing as he looked over the rest of the gang.? Though he was eager to
start asking questions, he wasn't quite sure that he trusted the sheriff enough
to start running his mouth off.? So he was going to wait a bit, taking a
few bits and bobs out of his coat and started polishing the barrel.? He
nodded with his head towards the female that Chase was carrying.? "Is
our lady friend going to be okay over there?" (Etienne)? As soon as she placed on the little
cot within the jail cell, Etienne groaned.? Her head was pounding. Her
face hurt. All and she could think was “what the fuck.”? She blinked her eyes open. But they snapped shut again from the pain. Her hand going to her chin. She was going to have a nasty bruise. Right now it hurt to move her jaw. The fact that she could move it meant at least it wasnt broke . ? She wanted to go back to sleep.
Everything hurt less in her sleep, but she needed to wake up. She need to open
her eyes. She needs to get her bearings. So when she finally did keep her eyes
open she was surprised to see where she now was. Sitting...probably a little to
fast, because the movement made her head spin. Her eyes landed on the walls,
and the bars and the people surrounding her.? It was the same group that was in
the middle of the shit show at the restaurant. Two of them she didn’t know.
What she had just met. And one she hoped she would never meet again.? Because she didn’t want to draw attention to herself, she simply lay back down, rolled to face the wall and pulled her hair over her face.? (Chase) Chase noticed her stirring, he moved to make sure she was ok.? Checking her pulse he had laid her on the cot, he kept eye on the sheriff he had helped them to escape but to what end.? They had to fight a siege from a jail.? Fun, done that before…sucked so wasn’t in a hurry to do it again.? Seeing the other man run in butt naked from being outside made him smirk more than anything.? He was glad his transformations at least left him in pants…most of the time.? He watched his new partner in crime try to remove the excess sand from his body, then his guns only to sit down and start cleaning them.? ‘Smart man we will probably have to use them soon. “She will be fine, good strong heart.. stubborn as hell too.? So she will be ok.”? He replied as he looked at her turn to face the wall.? “Sucks for a first meeting…glad you were there though…thank you!”? He got out as he looked over the others.? He noticed Etienne wasn’t particularly happy to see him.? He on the other hand, found himself glad to see her…alive that is.? He just couldn’t help being drawn to her, even if she wanted nothing to do with him. “So we need to talk!? What the hell is really going on and why can’t we get to Miller’s Crossing?”? Chase just put it out there, it should have simply been a stage ride from morning to dusk and he should have been there a couple of days ago.? So what was the deal and if everyone there was supposed to be there…or not if Amy was to be considered correct what was the deal with each one gathered here.? Someone was playing some kind of game with their lives and damnit he wanted out of it!!? “Anyone?!?”? He simply wanted answers (Callie Carson) Callie shook off the sand and looked to Chase as he demanded answers. She looked over the group then turned to him. "I can tell you what I know," she said. "Contact was lost with Miller's crossing. Flynn and I were sent to find out what happened. Based on what we've seen here, I'd say what we're dealing with is a demonic force. Some of the folks here in Bendo have been possessed by evil entities. Some of what we are seeing are demonic minions. They've used magic to try and keep us from reaching Miller's crossing. We believe drinking water from the town will make you forget about Miller's crossing. "We can hold out here for a while, but if this continues we will need to get to the church," Callie said. "Holy ground is the only place we can truly be safe on. I have weapons to fight these things but they are all back in my hotel room." She produced six bullets from her gunbelt which she loaded into one of her revolvers. "These are silver and blessed. They can kill minor demons. This is all I'm carrying on my person." She looked around at the group, waiting for reactions. (New - Flynn) "Other than what Miz Carson just told you," Flynn said, as he finished buttoning his shirt, "the only thing I can add is that our -contact in Miller's Crossing - Old Ben - ended up here, in bad shape and raving 'they all dead!', and dropped dead on us shortly after we found him."? The pookah shook the sand out of his boots and began pulling them on.? "Personally, I think we need to get out of this town as soon as possible.? Whoever - or whatever - we're up against is holding all of the cards here.? Not to mention the water.? I don't know about you folks, but sooner or later we're gonna be gettin' mighty thirsty. And my tricks won't work on whatever's goin' on with that water." "As for the church, well..." Flynn looked apologetically to Callie, "if we hole up there, I'm not going to be a lot of use.? The church and my kind may not be enemies, but we're not exactly friends either. I won't be able to shift or create any illusions if I'm on church ground. So I'd think twice on that option." "In the meantime, I really need to rest." The pookah yawned and stretched wearily.? "That little dust up used up a lot of my glamour and I need to recharge."? Looking around the sheriff's office, his eyes settled on a bench set against the wall with no windows.? Actually it wasn't the windows that bothered him so much as the iron bars built into them.? And the bars on the cells at the back of the office.? Stretching out on the bench, Flynn pulled his hat down over his eyes.? "Wake me up when some shit happens or when we're ready to go."? With that he promptly fell into a deep sleep, his breathing slow and regular. Tag - Callie, Flynn, Sicilien, Etienne, Charity (jumping in ), Chase |
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Re: Elusive Capture: Beaches. Andrew/Evone’
开云体育(Andrew)The captain of the Elusive managed not so smile at Evone's slip, but it still managed to touch him. "Should I apologize in advance for saying that you are more fair by far than any flower on this island?" he asked, glancing sideways at her.? "For you are." "As for today, well, according to Watkins we will be ready to set sail again by tomorrow afternoon, Andrew went on as they walked past the end of the ship.? "That gives us a day to spend on anything that needs doing.? I've already set the sail-master the task to stitching together some extra clothes for you.? And I believe there is a small stream not far from here if you'd like a safe place to bathe yourself." He shrugged slightly as he added "It would be far less harsh to your fair skin than seawater, I assure you.? And I can have one of the crew stand watch to make sure you are not spied upon while you bathe." "Once we're at sea again, it's on to the nearest port to reprovision. After that, I think we'll head for France." He met her gaze with one of his own.? "I think it best if we do not waste time. Your husband and his pirate confederate have plans, I'm sure. And we need to try to stay one step ahead of them."? He did not mention to her the letters he'd prepared, to be sent when they reached port, advising the admiralty of the encounter with this particular pirate and requesting whatever assistance could be sent.? That could take weeks or even months for a response. Until then, they would have to rely on the Elusive's speed and his own wits to keep them safe. -?Evone' - She blushed at his compliment. “I think you are just saying that because you know I am indebted to you for all you have done for me.” Her voice tailed. He had done so much hadn’t he. He had rescued her from a man who was suppose to love her but didn’t.? Lucas didn’t love her...not at all. He was simply using her...for what money? Her father's money.? “Of course,” she said absentmindedly . Her thoughts everywhere. Was it possible that Andrew was doing this for money too? She was obviously a terrible judge of character. Maybe she was wrong about him too. “Why are you doing this.” She said turning to face him. Why are you helping me?”? _._,_._,_
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Re: High Moon Tales. Tales of the Wicked West.
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Re: What Lies in the Heart. Mikayla/The Dragon
开云体育(Angus, The Dragon)Angus bowed his head in acknowledgement to Mikayla's request.? "At once, mistress." He walked to a large cabinet on the other side of the room, where he obtained a trio of ornate brass incense burners and a handful of mustard-colored incense sticks. Moving about the room, he placed the burners in locations best suited to take advantage of the air currents, lighting three sticks in each one.? Soon the sweet soothing smell of sandalwood began to fill the room. "I will go and prepare the food now, mistress," he said, bowing once again and then heading for the door. ? He couldn't help the hopeful smile that had appeared on his face but did his best not to let Mikayla see it, keeping his head averted as he departed the room. "You're rather arrogant for a girl who was fleeing through the woods just a day ago," the Dragon murmured, a deep rumble vibrating through his scales. He half-wanted to open an eye just so he could roll it at her impudence... but her touch felt too good to interrupt.? That, and her singing was making him sleepy.? But he had to say _something_.? "And I am so letting you do this.? I could eat you, you know."? He sighed contentedly when her fingers stroked a particularly pleasurable spot along his eye ridge.? "I just... I just don't feel like it at the moment, that's all." ?- Mikayla “I did and I am,” Mikayla said in between humming. Her hands soft and firm as she now rubbed upon his head, massaging him...soothing him. “You could...eat me, but Trust me, you do not want to. I’m almost sure I would be too tough and gamey, you definitely will not enjoy devouring me as much and you will like this.” She continued to stroke and caress him, her hands roaming over his back to his ears to his snout.? “Are you still in pain?”
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Re: REPOST: Blood Bonds: Family Ties
开云体育(Draven)Draven raised an eyebrow as he looked at her.? He had a feeling that was not what she was thinking about.? Instead of pushing the issue he said, "let us get there first and feel out the situation.? If all is agreeable then I will send for him.? Agreed?" Once they were settled in the car off they went to do shopping for her gowns.? He took her to a tayler who knew his family well. "Do you have any questions about my family that you would like to ask?"? He asked her as they drove along.? Anais “Yes of course. I would like to know everything. Do you have any sisters? Why do you live so far from home? Is there a family hierarchy? Do you and your brother get along? Are your parents still alive?” Is there any kind of etiquette I should know about? Things I should not say? Questions I should not ask? Am I allowed to talk to your brother?” She said in rapid fire. “I mean that is if it is okay to ask these things. She still has so many questions but she figured she would calm down for now. Tag
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Re: REPOST: A Pirates Life (Khadashee and Draven)
开云体育(Draven)Draven drew her in and returned the kiss as he scooped her up into his arms.? He carried her to the bed and quickly made work of their clothing. The thought of suddenly losing her set him ablaze with wanton need to be as close as possible right now. He moved to be on top of her and slid his sword into her welcome sheath.? Food and dining clearly not on his mind at this moment as he began making love to his willing slave. : Khadashee The last thing Khadashee expected was for Draven to carry her to the bed and sheath himself inside her. It was sudden and not entirely unwanted, for she enjoyed having sex with him, it just wasn’t what she wanted at the moment. She was tired and not quite feeling herself and scared....so very scared She didn’t know why Bakari had sent for her. What could he possibly want. Did he hear she was happy and want her home to hurt her? Ever since his perceived betrayal, he scared her. He had said and had done so many cruel things at the hands of his brother, she was worried for herself and Draven...Bakari could order Draven’s death and make her watch as he was beheaded and there was nothing she could do about... Dread filled her heart...Her mind just wasn’t into this right now. She wanted to be held...not fucked. However she consider that maybe Draven had the same fears and this was his way of assuaging those fears. Respecting his needs, she cooed and moaned and whispered sexy words to him until he released himself inside her. She kissed his lips after his climax and touched his face gently and moved to use the chamber pot behind the screen.? Tag
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REPOST: Blood Bonds: Family Ties
(Anais) “Of course,” she said taking his hand. She moved to step outside with him when his questions caught her off guard. “Pardon,” she said blinked. She began to nibble on her bottom lip. Her brothers always said she was incredibly transparent. ?She felt terrible. She didn’t want him to be worried and concerned about him. She wanted him to know that she was strong and was his match…even if she were not his equal. “I was just wondering if I would be able to bring Hell with us. He has only just returned to me and I really enjoy our morning rides together. It gives me time to think and be one with him and nature. But I did not want to be forward and cause too much untoward stress on you or your family.” Said not mentioning her apprehension about not being good enough for him because of her half-breed status. (Draven) Draven raised an eyebrow as he looked at her.? He had a feeling that was not what she was thinking about.? Instead of pushing the issue he said, "let us get there first and feel out the situation.? If all is agreeable then I will send for him.? Agreed?" Once they were settled in the car off they went to do shopping for her gowns.? He took her to a tayler who knew his family well. "Do you have any questions about my family that you would like to ask?"? He asked her as they drove along.? Tag: Anais |
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REPOST: A Pirates Life (Khadashee and Draven)
(Khadashee) She looked up at him with tears in her eyes. She touched his cheek. “I love you Captain. You are all I want. For now and for always. I maybe a queen but I am willingly your slave. Never forget that. You have nothing to fear. My heart belongs to you. Now and until the day I take my last breathe.” She said the truth of her words in her eyes. “And you are right. There is nothing we can do until we get there. There is no need to beat ourselves up second guessing ourselves trying to understand what my wayward husband could want with me. We will learn all as soon as we arrive. For now, let us enjoy our time upon this fine vessel. Will we be joining the captain for dinner or dining alone?” She said reaching up to kiss his lips. (Draven) Draven drew her in and returned the kiss as he scooped her up into his arms.? He carried her to the bed and quickly made work of their clothing. The thought of suddenly losing her set him ablaze with wanton need to be as close as possible right now. He moved to be on top of her and slid his sword into her welcome sheath.? Food and dining clearly not on his mind at this moment as he began making love to his willing slave. Tag: Khadashee |
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Re: Port Vega: The Real Test Begins.
开云体育(Ooc- please place all new post at the bottom of the old post. Thanks Dolls. You are the best!)
?It was a lovely morning. The clouds bursting forth coating the dusky morning sky. The day was warm for the season and the sun bright sky contained enough clouds to make a child happy to watch the shapes within them. ?The sound of Harrison’s black stiletto knee boots rung out through the hall as she moved to classroom B. As she came in, Chord stood standing at the sideboard along the back wall that was filled with all kinds of assorted breakfast food, meats, pastries and juices. His plate was loaded with eggs, bacon and potatoes. A very large tumbler of coffee beside him. ?“Hungry,” Harrison said as she moved to get a cup of tea. ?“Always,” Chord said. “Besides you know how fast my metabolism is.” ?”I do,” she said coming to sit at the end of the conference table, directly across from him. She was quiet as she regarded him over her mug. “What’s on you mind Harry.” Chord said as he ate his eggs. “滨谤别濒补苍诲.” He sighed and put his fork down. Looking up at her, he could see the question in hers and she could see the apprehension in his. “I know.?She did not come home last night until about an hour ago.” “Did you talk to her.” Harrison asked.? He shook his head. “When I tried she simply told me she would shower and be here by 8 am.” “It’s 7.” Harrison said? And just then simultaneously in all the bedroom the alarms went off. “Good morning recruits.” The sound of the soft feminine Computer voice said. “ Please dress in the clothing provided for you.” The clothing today being simple black jeans and a black t-shirt, black socks and sneakers. “Retrieve the messenger bag on the hook by the door and report to Classroom B. Breakfast will be provide for you there. You have one hour.” Kat) Kat had left Brandons bedroom the night before. She had never thought that her very first time would have been so good. It had been a bit late when she had gone to bed but she had had a god six hours so, she felt pretty good. Her dreams though, those brought a blush to her cheeks. She wanted to go to Brandons room to make sure he was up nut thought better of it. They probably already knew what they had done. Still better to not give them to much. ? ?The alarm had gone off and she dragged herself out of bed. A quick shower, a protein drink and a Gatorade. She looked at the clothing that had been provided. All black. Interesting. It reminded her a little as to what She used to wear. She dressed, put her hair up in a pony, grabbed the messenger bag and off she went.? ? ?It didn't take her long to find classroom B. She could smell the food. As she entered she noticed Harrison and Chord. She put the messenger bag over her shower and moved to the breakfast spread. As she did she spoke. "Morning Mr. Harrison, Mr. Chord." Her tone was light and friendly. As if the previous day had not even happened. After she grabbed her food she looked to the two of them. "Is there a particular place you would like me to sit?" ?(Brandon) ?Brandon enjoyed having Kat as his lover.? Not expected but definitely…needed on so many levels.? He wasn’t worried about being seen.? This place was a virtual ‘Big Brother’ project.? They had already demoted him so what was left?? Kicking him off the team.? He might not put it passed them.? He didn’t want her to get but she still had her place to protect, so he got it.? She told him they would work things out together so he was at least hopeful.? He rested and was up at six.? He got in his workout, his normal body and his powers he didn’t leave his room.? He wasn’t ready to face either of them just yet. <<“Good morning recruits.” The sound of the soft feminine Computer voice said. “ Please dress in the clothing provided for you.” The clothing today being simple black jeans and a black t-shirt, black socks and sneakers. “Retrieve the messenger bag on the hook by the door and report to Classroom B. Breakfast will be provided for you there. You have one hour.”>> When the message came through he was sitting on the table and the times in the room were floating around him everything including him was about three feet off the floor.? He kept it all in perfect arrangement.? He had Harrison to thank for that. She had always been there for him.? Tough as nails but she helped him deal with ‘dad’.? So this demotion…was partly her idea he was sure.? He couldn’t be angry with her, she wanted the best and right now that simply was not him.? It was true. He showered and dressed.? He felt better despite what anyone thought.? He grabbed his book bag and sent Kat a text.? <<Miss you! ?*winks*>>? With the bookbag on, he closed the door and feel over the rail and flipped before landing on the floor.? He hit the ground in a three-point stance and stood back up and headed to the Classroom.? He walked in.? “Good morning everyone, isn’t it a lovely morning?”??He smirked the phrase from one of his favorite comedies came to mind and he didn’t finish the rest as he made his plate that was easily similar to his father’s he sat down, prayed and started to eat.? He was good with not being the leader today.? He was wondering how Ireland was doing.? He texted her. ?<<Where you at boo?>> ? He could never be mad at her for long and this…this wasn’t her fault so he couldn’t be made with her at all.? He was mad with himself and she just happened to be the mirror at the time…that was all.? He loved her! ? TAG:?Posting Order: Kat, Brandon, Gen, Kites, Mia, Ireland, Chord and Harrison ? ? ? |
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Re: Port Vega: The Real Test Begins.
(Brandon) ?Brandon enjoyed having Kat as his lover.? Not expected but definitely…needed on so many levels.? He wasn’t worried about being seen.? This place was a virtual ‘Big Brother’ project.? They had already demoted him so what was left?? Kicking him off the team.? He might not put it passed them.? He didn’t want her to get but she still had her place to protect, so he got it. She told him they would work things out together so he was at least hopeful.? He rested and was up at six.? He got in his workout, his normal body and his powers he didn’t leave his room. He wasn’t ready to face either of them just yet. <<“Good morning recruits.” The sound of the soft feminine Computer voice said. “ Please dress in the clothing provided for you.” The clothing today being simple black jeans and a black t-shirt, black socks and sneakers. “Retrieve the messenger bag on the hook by the door and report to Classroom B. Breakfast will be provided for you there. You have one hour.”>> When the message came through he was sitting on the table and the times in the room were floating around him everything including him was about three feet off the floor. He kept it all in perfect arrangement. He had Harrison to thank for that. She had always been there for him. Tough as nails but she helped him deal with ‘dad’.? So this demotion…was partly her idea he was sure.? He couldn’t be angry with her, she wanted the best and right now that simply was not him.? It was true. He showered and dressed.? He felt better despite what anyone thought.? He grabbed his book bag and sent Kat a text.? <<Miss you! ?*winks*>>? With the bookbag on, he closed the door and feel over the rail and flipped before landing on the floor.? He hit the ground in a three-point stance and stood back up and headed to the Classroom.? He walked in. “Good morning everyone, isn’t it a lovely morning?” ?He smirked the phrase from one of his favorite comedies came to mind and he didn’t finish the rest as he made his plate that was easily similar to his father’s he sat down, prayed and started to eat.? He was good with not being the leader today.? He was wondering how Ireland was doing.? He texted her. ?<<Where you at boo?>> ? He could never be mad at her for long and this…this wasn’t her fault so he couldn’t be made with her at all.? He was mad with himself and she just happened to be the mirror at the time…that was all. He loved her! ? ?(Kat)
Kat had left Brandons bedroom the night before. She had never thought that her very first time would have been so good. It had been a bit late when she had gone to bed but she had had a god six hours so, she felt pretty good. Her dreams though, those brought a blush to her cheeks. She wanted to go to Brandons room to make sure he was up nut thought better of it. They probably already knew what they had done. Still better to not give them to much. ? ?The alarm had gone off and she dragged herself out of bed. A quick shower, a protein drink and a Gatorade. She looked at the clothing that had been provided. All black. Interesting. It reminded her a little as to what She used to wear. She dressed, put her hair up in a pony, grabbed the messenger bag and off she went.? ? ?It didn't take her long to find classroom B. She could smell the food. As she entered she noticed Harrison and Chord. She put the messenger bag over her shower and moved to the breakfast spread. As she did she spoke. "Morning Mr. Harrison, Mr. Chord." Her tone was light and friendly. As if the previous day had not even happened. After she grabbed her food she looked to the two of them. "Is there a particular place you would like me to sit?" ? (Harrison / Chord) ?It was a lovely morning. The clouds bursting forth coating the dusky morning sky. The day was warm for the season and the sun bright sky contained enough clouds to make a child happy to watch the shapes in them. ?The sound of Harrison’s black stiletto knee boots rung out through the hall as she moved to classroom B. As she came in, Chord stood standing at the sideboard along the back wall that was filled with all kinds of assorted breakfast food. His plate was loaded with eggs, bacon and potatoes. ?“Hungry,” Harrison said as she moved to get a cup of tea. ?“Always,” Chord said. “Besides you know how fast my metabolism is.” ?”I do,” she said coming to sit at the end of the conference table. She was quiet as she regarded him over her mug. “What’s on you mind Harry.” Chord said as he ate his eggs. “滨谤别濒补苍诲.” He sighed and put his fork down. “I know.?She did not come in until about and hour ago.” “Did you talk to her.” Harrison asked.? He shook his head. “When I tried she simply told me she would shower and be here by 8 am.” “It’s 7.” Harrison said? And just then simultaneously in all the bedroom the alarms went off. “Good morning recruits.” The sound of the soft feminine Computer voice said. “ Please dress in the clothing provided for you.” The clothing today being simple black jeans and a black t-shirt, black socks and sneakers. “Retrieve the messenger bag on the hook by the door and report to Classroom B. Breakfast will be provide for you there. You have one hour.” ? TAG:?Posting Order: Kat, Brandon, Gen, Kites, Mia, Ireland, Chord and Harrison (OOC please keep this tag at the bottom of each post. Thank you) ? ? ? |
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Re: High Moon Tales. Tales of the Wicked West.
(Callie Carson) ? Callie watched the horrors fade in and out of the sandstorm swirling around them. Dark, demonic creatures who would take shape for a moment, then disappear, only to reappear somewhere else around them. She recognized the beasts. They were minions of something more powerful., lesser demons, but still capable of attacking, killing or bringing other unpleasantries upon them. ? They arrived at the sheriff's office, the light of a lantern inside barely visible through the sand spinning round them. With the sheriff at the door, Callie continued to hold up the rear, weapons aimed at the creatures who were following them. She counted three remaining townsfolk who were currently possessed by evil entities and no less than a dozen lesser demons who were surrounding them. ? "Hurry with that door, sheriff!" she yelled above the howling winds and growling demons. "I'd have preferred the church...but if my memory serves me right that was on the other side of town. Let's hope we can hold them off here." ? (Flynn) ? Flynn stopped when they reached the sheriff's office, realizing he had three problems. The first problem was that he doubted the sheriff would take kindly to a horse coming inside his office. The second was that he'd left his saddle bags and gun case back at the hotel/restaurant. The saddle bags didn't really matter but his gun case had his custom-made brass rifle and that would be almost impossible to replace.? And last but not least, he'd left his clothes hidden out by the water trough when he'd shifted into horse form. ? ? The pookah nudged Callie towards the door, then suddenly took off, disappearing into the howling storm.? Amid the howl of the wind, some yelling and gunshots could be heard.? But just as the sheriff finally got the door open, Flynn came running back - human and quite naked - awkwardly carrying his clothes, saddle bags and gun case.? "Thank you, sheriff," he shouted as he pushed past the lawman and hurried inside.? There he proceeded to set everything down and then calmly begin dressing once again. ? ? "So," he asked nonchalantly, looking at the others as they came in. "Did we all make it?" ? [Sicilien] ? Sicilien breathed a sigh of relief once they all finally made inside the jailhouse.? As much as he hated being inside these kinds of places, it was a much welcome change from having to contend with a lot of angry people who were hellbent on snuffing their lights out.? It was strange how they all just suddenly turned on Sicilien and gang, as if they were enchanted by some outside force.? Nothing seemed to make sense here since the moment he stepped into this town and all the events that led up to this just further confirmed this.? From the train conductor suddenly losing his memory of Miller's Crossing to meeting this ragtag troupe to escaping by the skin of their teeth...one thing after another just did not add up.? So when Flynn entered the place buck naked, he didn't bat an eye but he had to wonder how the man was able to brave the buffeting effect of the sand against his skin. ? "Aye, we're in and in one piece, so let's keep it that way," he gruffly answered, kicking the door shut.? His throat was parched and he'd inhaled some particulates, coughing to try and clear out his pipes.? Amano and Yuki were still in his hands and as he lowered them towards the ground, a little rivulet of sand poured out of each of their barrels as he pitifully looked on them.? Sighing in disappointment, he laid them down on the sheriff's table, taking off his sniper rifle and leaning it against the edge as he took off his coat and hat, shaking off a pile of dust, gravel and little bits of foreign matter.? Beneath he wore a white collared shirt that was tucked into a pair of denim blue jeans, held together by a brown belt with burnished brass clasps.? One additional belt graced his waist that was connected to olive colored chaps that tightly wound around his legs, covering his weathered Russet leather boots.? Pulling up a nearby chair, Sicilien promptly sat down on, crossing one leg over the other, as he reached for one of his revolvers and flicked open the cylinder, taking out the bullets one by one so that he could start cleaning. ? "So how's that for our first meeting, eh?? Guess we'll have a quite a tale to tell," he said, laughing as he looked over the rest of the gang.? Though he was eager to start asking questions, he wasn't quite sure that he trusted the sheriff enough to start running his mouth off.? So he was going to wait a bit, taking a few bits and bobs out of his coat and started polishing the barrel.? He nodded with his head towards the female that Chase was carrying.? "Is our lady friend going to be okay over there?" ? (Etienne) ? As soon as she placed on the little cot within the jail cell, Etienne groaned.? Her head was pounding. Her face hurt. All and she could think was “what the fuck.”? ? She blinked her eyes open. But they snapped shut again from the pain. Her hand going to her chin. She was going to have a nasty bruise. Right now it hurt to move her jaw. The fact that she could move it meant at least it wasnt broke .? ? She wanted to go back to sleep. Everything hurt less in her sleep, but she needed to wake up. She need to open her eyes. She needs to get her bearings. So when she finally did keep her eyes open she was surprised to see where she now was. Sitting...probably a little to fast, because the movement made her head spin. Her eyes landed on the walls, and the bars and the people surrounding her.? ? It was the same group that was in the middle of the shit show at the restaurant. Two of them she didn’t know. What she had just met. And one she hoped she would never meet again.? ? Because she didn’t want to draw attention to herself, she simply lay back down, rolled to face the wall and pulled her hair over her face. ? ? (Chase) Chase noticed her stirring, he moved to make sure she was ok.? Checking her pulse he had laid her on the cot, he kept eye on the sheriff he had helped them to escape but to what end.? They had to fight a siege from a jail.? Fun, done that before…sucked so wasn’t in a hurry to do it again.? Seeing the other man run in butt naked from being outside made him smirk more than anything.? He was glad his transformations at least left him in pants…most of the time.? He watched his new partner in crime try to remove the excess sand from his body, then his guns only to sit down and start cleaning them.? ‘Smart man we will probably have to use them soon. “She will be fine, good strong heart..stubborn as hell too.? So she will be ok.”? He replied as he looked at her turn to face the wall.? “Sucks for a first meeting…glad you were there though…thank you!”? He got out as he looked over the others.? He noticed Etienne wasn’t particularly happy to see him.? He on the other hand, found himself glad to see her…alive that is.? He just couldn’t help being drawn to her, even if she wanted nothing to do with him. “So we need to talk!? What the hell is really going on and why can’t we get to Miller’s Crossing?”? Chase just put it out there, it should have simply been a stage ride from morning to dusk and he should have been there a couple of days ago.? So what was the deal and if everyone there was supposed to be there…or not if Amy was to be considered correct what was the deal with each one gathered here.? Someone was playing some kind of game with their lives and damnit he wanted out of it!!? “Anyone?!?”? He simply wanted answers ? (OOC I just fixed the tagline please do not change it. That causes confusion. Please Just copy and pasted it. Thanks? ?? Tag: ?Callie, Flynn, Sicilien, Etienne, Charity (jumping in ), Chase ? |
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Re: Troy Rising: A Mission for the Queen (Rayna, attn Caldiorone al-Basir-delove)
?(New) Rayna smiled a little.? All this time, and he was the only person she knew who could sneak up on her.? Her court training long ago taught her how to recognize someone coming by footsteps alone, and still she still remembered how her teacher and then Master of Assassins admonished her about not having her back to a door or window.? As much as she had enjoyed toying with her former mentor, she no longer set her back to the door.? This man was a clear illustration as to why.? Not that she distrusted Cali, but if he could do it, so could someone else. "Yes, thank you for coming so quickly," she said.? She gestured for him to follow, and led him over to a nearby table.? Upon it was a well detailed map of the Northlands, along with pieces signifying known and suspected assets of friend and foe alike.? "As you know, our position turned out not to be as bad as I first feared.? Despite the varied Princes denying our armies passage westward, and the subsequent loss of Masden, the current disposition here at Bahn has allowed us to at least deny the eastern half of the Northlands.? We can winter here and be guaranteed a strong position.? If Turriq were to try and move against us now, he'd over extend himself." She half-sighed, and half chuckled.? "I apologize.? I fear I'm about to get quite long-winded, but please bear me out.? Reports have come to me about a mysterious 'light flash' near the Basiya Jiyane.? Now, aside from the fact that every major religion considers that particularly large body of water holy, and the resultant number of pilgrims who travel to its shores, there's also the varied legends and stories of powerful magicks either being performed there, or fantastic beings rising from its waters.? Small wonder that Basiya Jiyane roughly translates to 'Well of Souls'. "I need to know what's happening there.? Did Turriq wake something up, or is something else going on?? Will you do this for me?" (Tag Cali) |
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Re: The Door Between Two Worlds [Roue and Rabbit] (closed)
(Rabbit)
[Roue] Roue could tell he was having quite an effect on his companion.? Though he heard the increase in giggling and whispering, the only thing he was paying attention to was Rabbit who couldn't get out of this place fast enough.? He watched as the waiter was summoned, bringing around some kind of a small tray with a piece of paper on it that he could guess was the bill of sales.? The ticket was promptly paid with a bunch of variously colored bills which he did not recognize, but at this point, it was par due on course with the fact that they were in a completely different universe.? One that was loud and bright and had all sorts of moving pictures on contrasting panels.? The very concept of such was a wild idea in and of itself but it was not something he was going to have a chance to explore or even ask about.? There is that slight caveat of not being able to verbally communicate. "<Whoa, where are we off to now in such a rush?>" he asked, his lips curling into a sly smile as Rabbit prompted him to stand up, then snaked right under him and wrapped his arm around the elf's slim waist.? They rushed past the crowds, slipping into the quiet and unassuming alley, reaching the dead end.? It was not easy as Roue was quite drunk off his ass and stumbling a bit, but held onto the other's shoulder for support.? As they reached the dead end, what was before just a simple brick wall suddenly started transforming into the shape of a door.? He wondered what kind of wizardry this was as he was not aware of any spells in his world that had such magic but there wasn't time to ponder that either.? As soon as they stepped inside, the door promptly shut, leaving the world they were just in on the other side of the frame. As it was before, when Roue transitioned from a brightly lit environment to one that was dim, his vision was temporarily darkened as he tried to adjust to the dim light.? The shorter boy wasted no time in leading him away from the entryway, but as they were weaving through the rows of tables, it wasn't back to the wizard's room but rather through the kitchen and to the back.? Full as his belly was, the smells wafting from the kitchen were quite pleasant and his stomach growled in agreement.? A short walk later and they were suddenly inside a room that was much smaller that the one he's slept in.? It was quite plain and simple, with just a single bed, a wardrobe and a dresser for clothes, and when Roue looked at the shorter boy questioningly, and the other spoke, he understood it to mean the place where Rabbit slept when he wasn't doing whatever it is that he did in this place.? Once the door was closed, Rabbit pushed the elf towards the bed, making him sit as he turned away, removing some kind of a rectangular device from his pocket.? After tapping into the brightly lit screen, it suddenly began playing music not like the one that the wizard recognized.? However, when his companion turned back around with his shirt unbuttoned and began dancing, Roue quickly understood what was going on. "<Oh?? Now, I like this,>" he murmured, leaning back and to the side as he propped himself up on the elbow, crossing his legs.? He watched as Rabbit sensually danced, chest exposed, skin showing through the opening.? Transfixed by the sight, the elf was caught in the shorter boy's gaze which turned very seductive, completely losing their typically nervous look.? Just as the song barely ended up, Roue sat up and reached for the shorter boy as he suddenly pulled him towards himself, scooting further onto the bed as he made the other straddle his hips.? Wrapping his arm around Rabbit's back, he pushed him closer to his own body as his lips alighted on the other's collarbone, half nipping, half licking at the indent.? The wizard didn't stop there however, threading his left hand through the youth's hair and pulling it to the side as his searing hot tongue moved to lap at Rabbit's neck. "<Mmm, you smell, and taste, absolutely delicious,>" Roue purred, an unusually low vibrato that escaped his own throat.? A feverish like feeling began to coalesce on the mound between his legs, pressing against the other boy urgently.? His lips smiled against the other's skin, brushing back and forth in a teasing manner which he hoped would made the other squirm in his embrace.? "<Don't say you didn't ask for this, you sexy little mink, you...>." [tag Rabbit] |
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Re: Port Vega: The Real Test Begins.
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Kat had left Brandons bedroom the night before. She had never thought that her very first time would have been so good. It had been a bit late when she had gone to bed but she had had a god six hours so, she felt pretty good. Her dreams though, those brought a blush to her cheeks. She wanted to go to Brandons room to make sure he was up nut thought better of it. They probably already knew what they had done. Still better to not give them to much.
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? ?The alarm had gone off and she dragged herself out of bed. A quick shower, a protein drink and a Gatorade. She looked at the clothing that had been provided. All black. Interesting. It reminded her a little as to what She used to wear. She dressed, put her hair up in a pony, grabbed the messenger bag and off she went.? ? ?It didn't take her long to find classroom B. She could smell the food. As she entered she noticed Harrison and Chord. She put the messenger bag over her shower and moved to the breakfast spread. As she did she spoke. "Morning Mr. Harrison, Mr. Chord." Her tone was light and friendly. As if the previous day had not even happened. After she grabbed her food she looked to the two of them. "Is there a particular place you would like me to sit?" TAG:?Posting Order: Kat, Brandon, Gen, Kites, Mia, Ireland, Chord and Harrison (OOC please keep this tag at the bottom of each post. Thank you)
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Re: The Door Between Two Worlds [Roue and Rabbit] (closed)
开云体育[Roue] Though he's partaken just a bit of the sake, Roue was completely inebriated at this point.? If he had any inhibitions or reservations, they were now totally gone out the window like the rest of his logic and morality.? Roue didn't even notice how Rabbit wasn't really drinking any, continuing to pour more and more for himself.? When the bottle was emptied, the elf raised his arm and turned to the bar as he shook the container to get the attention of their server.? The impeccably dressed man hurried over to their side and replaced the emptied sake with a refill, taking the one out of his and just as quickly rushing away. "<Mmm, you are so cute that I could just eat you right up,>" the wizard answered to whatever it is that Rabbit was crooning about.? He could tell that the youthful man in front of him was nervous with the way he fidgeted as the most wicked smile graced Roue's face.? Whether or not this place allowed this sort of conduct, he didn't know nor did he care if there were rules against this.? Even when some of the guests noticed Roue's behavior and excitedly whispered about it, his attention was still focused on Rabbit and nothing but.? When Rabbit returned his smile however, he knew that whatever he was doing had a big effect, so he decided to up the ante a little bit, to see where this would lead them to. When he was offered a peace of sushi, Roue opened his mouth, using his tongue to push the bit of morsel inside.? He tantalizingly licked his lips all the while looking at Rabbit, indicating that he wanted him to feed him more.? Leaning forward, fingers gripping the edge of the table, continuing in this matter until he felt his belly was full and most of the food on the table was gone, not noticing how the other didn't seem to be eating any of it.? He thought about it but shrugged.? There was room for coherent thought, only alcohol that literally and figuratively coursed through his body.? The warmth that at first was just in his belly now spread throughout, completely flushing his cheeks and the edges of his pointed ears.? It felt very good, something that he felt needed to be shared with his companion there and then. "<Oh, you seem to have some rice stuck on your fingers.? I wonder how that got there,>" he murmured, releasing the captive chopsticks and piece of sushi from Rabbit's hand, but didn't let go of it, pulling back towards himself.? He splayed out his counterpart's hand, admiring the delicate looking fingernails on each finger and then without hesitation, stuck his index finger in his mouth as he let his tongue taste the flesh.? At first, he did it gingerly, as if to make sure that it was safe for "consumption," but then gave it another, now less hesitant lick as he sucked the moisture off it.? Continuing in this manner, Roue made sure to clean off Rabbit's fingers one by one, eyes half-lidded as he concentrated on the task at hand.? Once he was done, he sat back, casting a sultry gaze at his companion, licking his own lips in delight but then dabbing it off with a tissue, waiting to see how the other was going to react to what he just did. (Rabbit) Rabbit watched wide-eyed as Roue began licking his fingers, deliberately and sensually, one after the other, fixing him with a half-lidded gaze that never wavered. ? "W-wow," the little vampire murmured when the elf released his hand and sat back but continued regarding him with that same capturing stare.? "I guess that k-kinda answers that question, huh?"? He was sorely tempted to take Roue's hand and return the favor tenfold, but their little scene was attracting some stares and giggled whispers from nearby tables.? "Uhm, m-maybe we should, you know, get outta here and go somewhere else more p-private." As quickly as he could manage, Rabbit summoned the waiter over and paid the bill with a handful of colorful slips of paper, then coaxed the elf to stand up once again.? Keeping an arm around Roue's waist to steady him, the little vampire led the elf out of the restaurant, back to the alleyway they'd originally come out into.? At first, the wall now seemed blank, but after a moment the outlines of a very plain, barely noticeable door seemed to emerge. "This will take us back to the Dionysus," Rabbit said, opening the door and nudging Roue to go in.? In an instant they departed the Ginza district and were back in the now-familiar club, with Rabbit closing the ornately carved door and the noise and lights of the Tokyo district ceasing the instant it was shut. "I'm takin' you to my room," Rabbit said as he guided Roue around the edges of the crows and then back behind the kitchen area, down what was apparently a storage area.? Eventually they reached what looked like a door to a service closet. ? "This is where I s-stay," Rabbit explained "when I'm, you know, s-sleepin' 'n stuff."? The little vampire looked up at his companion apologetically as he opened the door.? "It ain' f-fancy or nothin', but nobody'll bother us here." ? The room was small and dominated by a bed which took up a large part of the space.? The only other furniture was a narrow wardrobe set next to one side of the bed and a chest of drawers on the other.? The lighting in the room was low, just enough to see by and no more. Closing the door, Rabbit guided Roue over to the bed and nudged the elf to sit down on the edge of it.? The little vampire chewed his lip as he regarded his guest for a long moment, then stepped back. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his ipod, then tapped on the surface until he found the song he wanted.? When the music began to play, he set the ipod carefully on the chest of drawers and then turned back to face Roue, unbuttoning the upper part of his shirt so that his pale smooth chest was exposed as he began dancing, lip-synching the words of the song.? The little vampire's eyes became seductive, gazing directly into Roue's eyes as he danced sensually in front of the elf.? He knew the stranger couldn't understand the words, but he hoped his moves and expression would transcend the language barrier and make it clear just what he was feeling. And wanting. (This is the song that's playing, and Rabbit is mimicking the lead singer in this video https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PrZZfaDp02o? ) Tag - Roue |
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Port Vega: The Real Test Begins.
开云体育The dawn broke with the usual dual between fog and sun fighting for mastery of the morning.? The reds, yellows and oranges of the early morning sunrise arose over the compound to giving way to bright blue skies and the sounds of birds chirping in the distance. The sun dappled shade over the tree to shine sporadic cascades of sunlight upon the building and in through the various windows.??It was a lovely morning. The clouds bursting forth coating the dusky morning sky. The day was warm for the season and the sun bright sky contained enough clouds to make a child happy to watch the shapes in them. ?The sound of Harrison’s black stiletto knee boots rung out through the hall as she moved to classroom B. As she came in, Chord stood standing at the sideboard along the back wall that was filled with all kinds of assorted breakfast food. His plate was loaded with eggs, bacon and potatoes. ?“Hungry,” Harrison said as she moved to get a cup of tea. ?“Always,” Chord said. “Besides you know how fast my metabolism is.” ?”I do,” she said coming to sit at the end of the conference table. She was quiet as she regarded him over her mug. “What’s on you mind Harry.” Chord said as he ate his eggs. “滨谤别濒补苍诲.” He sighed and put his fork down. “I know.?She did not come in until about and hour ago.” “Did you talk to her.” Harrison asked.? He shook his head. “When I tried she simply told me she would shower and be here by 8 am.” “It’s 7.” Harrison said? And just then simultaneously in all the bedroom the alarms went off. “Good morning recruits.” The sound of the soft feminine Computer voice said. “ Please dress in the clothing provided for you.” The clothing today being simple black jeans and a black t-shirt, black socks and sneakers. “Retrieve the messenger bag on the hook by the door and report to Classroom B. Breakfast will be provide for you there. You have one hour.” TAG:?Posting Order: Kat, Brandon, Gen, Kites, Mia, Ireland, Chord and Harrison (OOC please keep this tag at the bottom of each post. Thank you) |
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Re: High Moon Tales. Tales of the Wicked West.
开云体育(Chase)There was nothing for him to make of this…so he didn’t try.? He could pull his kerchief up to his face but he could barely see.? He could only hope his feet wouldn’t fail him and his determination would push him.? He was sure he could hang on to the mustang given female form in the shape of Etienne.? Seems the wizard remembered the way, He was sticking close to the Sicilian while making sure the areas the he could at least see with his squinting eyes were covered. At least as they moved through the hell sent sandstorm, his gun cocked and ready to be fired just in case.? He still wasn’t sure this was a good idea..they would be hold up inside the sheriff’s office and they needed to get to the other town…something in what Amy said made him think they were working on a clock…time was not on their side.? He knew it…some evil magic…it was pretty simple.? Talking was useless since if he wasn’t careful he would get a mouthful of sand quickly.? ‘Don’t stop!’? He was nothing if not focused. (Callie Carson) Callie watched the horrors fade in and out of the sandstorm swirling around them. Dark, demonic creatures who would take shape for a moment, then disappear, only to reappear somewhere else around them. She recognized the beasts. They were minions of something more powerful., lesser demons, but still capable of attacking, killing or bringing other unpleasantries upon them. They arrived at the sheriff's office, the light of a lantern inside barely visible through the sand spinning round them. With the sheriff at the door, Callie continued to hold up the rear, weapons aimed at the creatures who were following them. She counted three remaining townsfolk who were currently possessed by evil entities and no less than a dozen lesser demons who were surrounding them. "Hurry with that door, sheriff!" she yelled above the howling winds and growling demons. "I'd have preferred the church...but if my memory serves me right that was on the other side of town. Let's hope we can hold them off here." (Flynn) Flynn stopped when they reached the sheriff's office, realizing he had three problems. The first problem was that he doubted the sheriff would take kindly to a horse coming inside his office. The second was that he'd left his saddle bags and gun case back at the hotel/restaurant. The saddle bags didn't really matter but his gun case had his custom-made brass rifle and that would be almost impossible to replace.? And last but not least, he'd left his clothes hidden out by the water trough when he'd shifted into horse form. ? The pookah nudged Callie towards the door, then suddenly took off, disappearing into the howling storm.? Amid the howl of the wind, some yelling and gunshots could be heard.? But just as the sheriff finally got the door open, Flynn came running back - human and quite naked - awkwardly carrying his clothes, saddle bags and gun case.? "Thank you, sheriff," he shouted as he pushed past the lawman and hurried inside.? There he proceeded to set everything down and then calmly begin dressing once again. ? "So," he asked nonchalantly, looking at the others as they came in. "Did we all make it?" [Sicilien] Sicilien breathed a sigh of relief once they all finally made inside the jailhouse.? As much as he hated being inside these kinds of places, it was a much welcome change from having to contend with a lot of angry people who were hellbent on snuffing their lights out.? It was strange how they all just suddenly turned on Sicilien and gang, as if they were enchanted by some outside force.? Nothing seemed to make sense here since the moment he stepped into this town and all the events that led up to this just further confirmed this.? From the train conductor suddenly losing his memory of Miller's Crossing to meeting this ragtag troupe to escaping by the skin of their teeth...one thing after another just did not add up.? So when Flynn entered the place buck naked, he didn't bat an eye but he had to wonder how the man was able to brave the buffeting effect of the sand against his skin. "Aye, we're in and in one piece, so let's keep it that way," he gruffly answered, kicking the door shut.? His throat was parched and he'd inhaled some particulates, coughing to try and clear out his pipes.? Amano and Yuki were still in his hands and as he lowered them towards the ground, a little rivulet of sand poured out of each of their barrels as he pitifully looked on them.? Sighing in disappointment, he laid them down on the sheriff's table, taking off his sniper rifle and leaning it against the edge as he took off his coat and hat, shaking off a pile of dust, gravel and little bits of foreign matter.? Beneath he wore a white collared shirt that was tucked into a pair of denim blue jeans, held together by a brown belt with burnished brass clasps.? One additional belt graced his waist that was connected to olive colored chaps that tightly wound around his legs, covering his weathered Russet leather boots.? Pulling up a nearby chair, Sicilien promptly sat down on, crossing one leg over the other, as he reached for one of his revolvers and flicked open the cylinder, taking out the bullets one by one so that he could start cleaning. "So how's that for our first meeting, eh?? Guess we'll have a quite a tale to tell," he said, laughing as he looked over the rest of the gang.? Though he was eager to start asking questions, he wasn't quite sure that he trusted the sheriff enough to start running his mouth off.? So he was going to wait a bit, taking a few bits and bobs out of his coat and started polishing the barrel.? He nodded with his head towards the female that Chase was carrying.? "Is our lady friend going to be okay over there?" (Etienne) As soon as she placed on the little cot within the jail cell, Etienne groaned. ?Her head was pounding. Her face hurt. All and she could think was “what the fuck.”? She blinked her eyes open. But they snapped shut again from the pain. Her hand going to her chin. She was going to have a nasty bruise. Right now it hurt to move her jaw. The fact that she could move it meant at least it wasnt broke .? She wanted to go back to sleep. Everything hurt less in her sleep, but she needed to wake up. She need to open her eyes. She needs to get her bearings. So when she finally did keep her eyes open she was surprised to see where she now was. Sitting...probably a little to fast, because the movement made her head spin. Her eyes landed on the walls, and the bars and the people surrounding her.? It was the same group that was in the middle of the shit show at the restaurant. Two of them she didn’t know. What she had just met. And one she hoped she would never meet again.? Because she didn’t want to draw attention to herself, she simply lay back down, rolled to face the wall and pulled her hair over her face. (OOC I just fixed the tagline please do not change it. That causes confusion. Please Just copy and pasted it. Thanks? ?? Tag: Chase, Callie, Flynn, Sicilien, Etienne, Charity (jumping in ) |
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