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 Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2012 11:16 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2012 10:04 pm
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"dakthing, m'gel, wouldn't be the first blinkin time I've bally well heard that phrase and I bloomin well bet it won't be the last."
The gargantuan snake bristled at the manhandling, flopping down to the ground in a heap of coils, but then again, he probably hit a sore spot with this she demon. Evidently she jolly well thought it was important. Jor resolved to reserve judgement until the time came, there were plenty of powerful trinkets in the world that promised untold power when synched with a will that was strong enough to resist being consumed by the raw energies.
He flicked his tongue out, savoring the ham scent. Pride can take a beating later. There was food to be eating!
As soon as the oven was opened, the enormous snake struck with breathtaking speed that belied his size, seizing the cooked ham and dragging it out of the oven. Scarfing the hot substance with alarming alacrity, he engulfed the meat with his large jaws, making sloppy wet noises in the process.
"...nuff bickerin....capital stuff, marm...." Bits of food flew from the ferocity of the attack as the snake seemed to be unperturbed by the heat from the meat, not even letting it cool for a fraction of a second.
With a satisfied grin, the snake smiled, his hunger mildly sated. Licking his snout to remove a torn bit of flesh, he erected his long neck, twisting so he could look at dakki upside down.
"Thanks are in order, dakthing, for the smidge o' snackin. Since that eye is super amazingly important, you bloomin mind givin me a mite better splanation besides tellin me a piffling amount?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2012 11:04 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2012 11:19 pm
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Jor resisted the urge to roll his eyes at dakki's comment. Fine, bloomin lady wanted to be mysterious and add some mumbo jumbo about equality, fat lot that was going to do if he was going to be risking life and limb...well mostly life...trying to deal with getting that mad brother of his to focus.
Hah, good thing he did, she petted his snout and even apologized. Baby steps. Or rather slithers. This she demon was a different lot than he was used to dealing with.
Crafty and jealously guarding her secrets.
Something two can play at.
Instantaneously at the touch, Jor found himself half closing his amber eyes and doing that strange, hissing purring.
"Mmmm....equalifying info is a bit hard when I've gotta convince a jolly mad sibling o' mine..." He lazily flicked out his tongue, licking her wrist and trying not to wince at the taste. It was more of an acceptance, polite gesture anyways. "But yeh bally well survived playing things close to the chest wotwot, and I've learned my own blinkin manner round these sorts of gigs. Consider it an ol god's insatiable curiosity, really."
The serpent nodded, bobbing his head. He was patient. He had thousands of years under his belt to seek a taste of freedom and to suck knowledge from the worlds around him. A non-infernal demon playing miss mystery was the least of concern, so long as he had a seal removed.
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 12:14 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 7:32 am
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 3:21 am
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 10:05 am
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