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Not Thinking; Chapter One - During "Another Day"
Topic Started: Jun 18 2004, 11:36 AM (717 Views)
Sumo Sniper
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(OOC: Different here. 1-7 is Primary, 8-9 is middle, 10-12 is Senior. Notice the lowercase m, for middle.)

Angel smiled back. With his toes, he pushed off the underwear entirely. They were both entirly naked, pressed up against each other, Angel kissing Eryi continualy, occasionaly moving down to kiss other parts. His hands were going all over her, stopping to massage the chest sometimes, sometimes going to the legs. Eryin was the woman of his dreams, no doubt.
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Eyrin du Nefyr
Tyarel Sorceress
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(OOC( We have an oversupply of primary schools... theres like, four in within walking distance from this house alone... and a hundred more outside that...))

And so it continued. Now to pass the time, a charming excerpt from BTF... as written by Mil, Lil, Shez and B2....

It was a dark and gloomy morning, the sun was up low, shining brightly. The moon was high on caffeine, singing tunelessly in tune and wearing a bright green hat proudly.

Of course, there were lots of smelly dead fish swimming lively through the grass, getting caught in barbed wire fences, gasping for petrol. Although the smelly Mippyites, the native cow-type-thingos of the land, spat on them, they persevered with trying not to cry too much. Bob the flea watched as one dead fish tried to eat him with much success.

On the way to the digestive system, Bob kicked, causing the fish to not notice anything at all, and Bob died. But Bob then came back to haunt those stinky alcoholic fish with decaying skin, peeling his flesh back, then he lived again normally. He would have to shower first. That would be best, oh yeah, definitely...


So came the morning.... shhh! Our heroes are sleeping!!!!

And indeed Eyrin was. Curled up next to the assassin, her hand on his chest, head resting on his shoulder, she looked nice and comfortable.

Then she woke up.

Completely sober now, and getting a huge hangover, she wondered briefly why the assassin was in her bed to start with... and the memories came filtering back. This time her brain was working, and Eyrin bit her lip.

What the hell had she done???

She could not move. Moving would disturb the assassin... if she was going to slip out, she wanted to quietly, get out the door and run for her life. But she could not.

So instead, she waited. Hopefully he would move away, and she'd be free. If not...
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Sumo Sniper
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SumoSniper was getting toward waking, and as he did so, moved toward the edge of the bed. Being rather small, the bed did not alow for this, and with a thump, he fell on the floor, back impaled on the tip of his Katana sheath.

"ARGH!" He shouted, pulling his head up and hitting it on the underside of the bed (he moved a bit). "ARGHHHHHHH!" He slid out, wondering why he had nothing on, why there was a dress on the ground, and why he was not on the bed. He got his nearby shorts and put them on.

'Holy shit.' he thought, it having all come back to him while trying to put it on backwards. He turned.

"Well... good morning." he said, with a very mixed expression. "Wha-" he was about to say 'What did we do?' when he thought that sounded pretty stupid. She looked just about as screwed up as he felt, so without another word, he turned around and started putting on his clothes, throwing Eryi's underwear and Bodice onto the bed, without turning. He was not angry... just... confuzed, mainly because she looked pretty confuzed too.
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Princess Rosalie Delmore
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((OOC: One finds this just a touch disturbing...

Lil, maybe you should consider putting a PDA in place?

Why do I get the feeling 'Angel's' girlfriend wouldn't like this thread in the ickliest bit?

PDA's are good. Aayla can help!

~Aayla

Who's disturbed!))
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Sumo Sniper
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(OOC: Well, we didn't go too far, I mean, we stopped before anything went past MA rating. And my Girlfriend has not a problem with it. We talked.)
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Princess Rosalie Delmore
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((OOC: Not about the Eyri/Sumo relationship! That's cool! It's not you guys personally, it's little digital people. But the whole sick thoughts that go through your mind... You know, I do see your girlfriend, what? Every day of the week! It's called school! MUAHAHAHA!

Methinks she'd be a little disturbed. Hah! Adrian's sickest thoughts, on the internet!

Aayla could ask, but she can't be screwed to run across the other side of the school and see if the girlfriend has left school grounds yet. And I can't see the buses from here! Aw...

Sickly disturbed,
~Aayla))
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Eyrin du Nefyr
Tyarel Sorceress
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(OOC( Thankyou Illi... someone had to say it... you all should know by now how I feel about discussions without proper posts connected in the RP forums. Thankyou Aayla for your concern, and yes... I'm considering a PDA rule. I'll sleep on it... wait a sec, I'm not sleeping this week... uhhh... yeah, whatever. Also, I can do a lot worse than that.... *grins evilly*... but I wont. I'm not totally heartless dear, I do know there's other people on the site.))

Eyrin looked over to the assassin, taking her clothes silently. She was still scared, hell yes, Eyri was petrified. It was not a new thing, men in general set her shaking, but there was something about this one that made her want to be around him... underneath her trembling, she knew she wanted more. However, she also knew that if she wasn't drunk, she'd be too scared to do anything about it.

Slowly, she dressed herself, her eyes darting back to the assassin every now and then, checking where he was, making sure he wasn't sneaking up on her. It wouldn't be the first time. If anything, she was more scared of him than ever. He had her trapped. She couldn't run now, not here... not ever. She should have ran while she had the chance. Eyrin smiled wryly to herself.

Trapped. Again.

His words surprised her though. Had he had that much? Did he not remember the night? She surely did. And almost regretted it. She consoled herself with the thought that at least, if nothing else, she would always have that memory.

A question. He'd asked a question, and questions needed answering. Her voice shook as she spoke, he seemed angry. That was the last thing she needed, him angry at her. He got paid to kill people... he was an assassin. And he didn't look happy.

'We... slept together.' she said, her face downcast, fully dressed now, she sat on the edge of the bed, her back to Angel's. She did not want to see his reaction, or the blow when it came.
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Princess Rosalie Delmore
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((OOC: Heh, this thread came up at lunch today as a major topic. Heather is pestering me for the thread URL. She's such a sicko. Anyways, PDA would be good. Or we might get the old King and his spastic plastic [plastic surgery] wife going at it... And Penny is sicker than all of you! Hehe...

PDA's are helpful.

Ta & Love,
~Aayla))
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Sumo Sniper
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(OOC: Just a clarification, he never actualy asked what they did, but I guess it still works. Also, he wasn't looking unhappy really, just that sort of 'I'm confuzed' look. And Aayla, it really depends on your definition of sick. Why are they sick? They are love things, I mean, it was all gentle stuff. It could have been much, much more sick. Be happy that was all, although I don't think either of us could have gone into more detail about what passed during that night.)

He paused while putting on his back sheath. Well, he knew they did, but looks like that confirmed it. He was really confuzed. Now what? It was pretty odd, knowing that Eryi was scared, and... and... gah. He was very, very confuzed. He turned, put on the back sheath, and was fitting the fighting sticks back on while looking at Eryi's back.

With a smirk, he turned back to put on a shirt, fitted on his katana sheath, wondering where the hell his katana was. He saw Eryi's daggers, and took them. He spotted the katana under the bed, so he aproached carefuly, pulled it from under the bed and sheathed it. He sat next to Eryi carefuly, giving her the best smile he could, and offering her the daggers, holding them by the blades. "Well?"
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Eyrin du Nefyr
Tyarel Sorceress
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(ooc( I don't hear nasty talk again do I? Also, I want this to my phone... like your apology should have been... thank Mick for saving your backside...))


Eyrin flinched as the assassin sat next to her.

Well? What did he mean by that? NOt only was Eyrin now scared, she was also bloody confused.

'Uhhh....' she muttered, taking ehr daggers, and tucking them back in her boots.

'mm?'
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Sumo Sniper
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(OOC: Not nasty. You seem to have a misconception of my nasty side is, because thats not it. Trust me. And I couldn't use normal MSN, so it's not my fault I couldn't send to yer phone. Same case now.)

He was smiling, but was hurt by the flinch. "Well... Well." He said, shrugging, standing, a bit hurt really, and bent down to pick up his dagger sheathes, threading them on his belt, and then putting on his bandolier. "I don't know. What are you thinking, and why do you flich when looking at me?" he said, rather sadly, throwing his cloak and pack near the door, putting on anything else left.

He was, yet again, covered in weapons. More specificly, many throwing knives, 2 crossbows, many bolts, many darts, a belt full of poisons, 2 daggers, a katana, a blowpipe, and a pair of katars tucked into his boots, which he just realised as he put them on that he hadn't used thos katars in a loooong time. He decided his next fight would have to be using katars.

Again, his mind was going off what was happening. He sat down next to Eryi again, looking away, and sighing.
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Eyrin du Nefyr
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(ooc( Darl, if you can't, get someone to do it for you... kay?))

Eyrin jumped as he sat down again. She didn't mean to... she was just...terrified. She'd seen all the weaponry that came off that assassin, and it all looked a hell of a lote more creative than the standard fire-poker she was used to. Chills flew up her spine as she caught sight of the poker sitting by the fire.

Why did she flinch when she looked at him? What was she thinking? The answer to the first was simple. But Eyrin could not say it. She'd done her best to hide the marks, even drunk, Eyrin had had no intention of speaking about her life back in Aklen. The answer sat in the corner, covered with soot. She shivered again, moving her gaze back down to the floor. The floor was safe. Slowly, she moved a little away from the assassin.

She did not want to hurt him. Though she knew it didn't look like it, she cared deeply for the assassin, but she could never admit to that. Do that, and he knew where he stood... knew she would follow. As long as he thought she could run, Eyri felt safer. He could not destroy her, because he did not know her biggest weakness.

Himself.

However, Eyrin reminded herself, just because he does not know he can drag you back, does not mean he is powerless. It was a different situation before, bound by honour and tradition, qualities you trashed when you were exiled, now you are bound by something far more powerful. Don't let it stop you running when you need to....don't fool yourself. You are never safe, Eyrin, never.

Eyes still fixed on the floor, Eyrin shrugged.

'I don't know.' she answered quietly.
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Sumo Sniper
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"Oh well that explains alot." he said in a dark, sarcastic tone. He was a bit annoyed, after all that... last night, she had nothing better to do that to act as if she had done something wrong. She probably did think that, and this now confirmed it: She had no interest in him unless drunk. Well, that explains alot.

All last night, she was drinking herself absolutly stupid. Why even bother if she was going to regret it anyway. He would never understand her thinking when she was sober. By god, are all girls like that when they are drunk? He had to admit that he l o v e d her, but it didn't really seem to go the same for Eryi. She just looked like she needed alot of time to think. Well, he was going to give her that, like last time her left. Except last time, he was rather annoyed. Now he was blank. He stood, put his cloak on, and walked toward the door. He paused as he was about to turn the door handle.

"Your decision." refering to how everything was going to turn out. He knew it would confuze her, he was confuzed himself. What fun.
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Eyrin du Nefyr
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Eyrin jumped yet again as she heard the dark tone in his voice, shaking like all hell from absolute terror... and then, another, more scary proposition...

She jumped up from the edge of the bed.

'No!' she almost yelled. 'Dont go!'
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Sumo Sniper
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He turned, with no expression at all. He left his hand off the door handle, looking at Eryi.

"Give me a good reason not to." He said, with an equally dark tone.
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