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 Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 4:18 pm
Invictus Draconius Kalsidius VI
Draco looked at the formula she wrote next to the other one, realized she was right and smacked his forehead. It was so obvious, he had been trying to make it stronger than regular cocaine and undetectable. Well this way it would be just as potent, but undetectable. He turned and hugged her, then jumped away like he had been burned.
"Sorry, spur of the moment. Thanks though." Draco set about to reset the brewing process. It would probably take just as long, or take a day or two shorter.
"How much of an effect have you gotten from your mud there. Has the room started spinning yet, or have you gotten to the point where your body feels like jello." Draco laughed. Side effects of his brand of Heroin. He had mixed a tiny bit of LSD and Ecstasy into the formula, not the whole thing just the parts that release and insane amount of Dopamine and Endorphins into the brain. In a few minutes she would slide one of two ways, uncontrollably horny, or uncontrollably happy.
"Thirty six percent chance of you going the way I hope you don't go. Oh well, everyone reacts differently to the Devil Juice. Oh that's what I call my brand of Heroin." Draco finished the first part of the brew for the cocaine and then sat on the small couch he had in the lab, unrolled a cigar, then rolled a fat blunt.
"Would you like a hit?" Draco offered the now burning blunt.
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 6:16 pm
Amelia Valentine
"It's fine..."
There was this dumb little smile plastered on Amelia's face and she kept running her finger tips along her skin, revealing in the feeling. It's like there are little ants running all over me. Her smile widened and music began to play through her mind, just a little whimsical tone.
"The spinning has passed, but no jello yet."
She hummed it quietly, taking the small tour around Draco's laboratory, ending with her on the couch beside Draco. She shook her head at the offer of the joint and giggled as the world began to spin again.
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Posted: Sat Aug 07, 2010 5:32 pm
Invictus Draconius Kalsidius VI
"Well that's good, you are reacting slowly to the drug. Must be your daily use of the regular. I'll have to create a concentrated version for experienced users." Draco wrote this note on yet another notepad, one that never left the shed. His phone buzzed.
"This is Raith. Yeah I got some stuff. Usual price for a pound. I'll be at the Hideaway." Draco shut the phone and slid it back in his pocket, leaned over Amelia and opened the safe there, pulling out a pound bag of regular Heroin. He set it on the table on his side of the couch.
"One of my dealers, well the only dealer that calls me. I think he gets a lot of supply from different people and then sells that to street dealers." Draco took another huge hit from the blunt, and talked as he held the smoke in.
"Anyway, you might recognize him, don't say anything." Finally after a full minute he started exhale slowly, a long stream of smoke.
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Posted: Sat Aug 07, 2010 8:46 pm
Amelia Valentine
"We're not daily; weekly. I don't think we could afford daily. Have you seen my wardrobe? My summer homes?"
Aimee giggled. She'd be a liar if she didn't say the pound of pure didn't make her mouth water and her stomach cramp...despite the fact that she had a most lovely concoction flowing through her already. She rested her head on Draco's shoulder, liking the way he smelled. Almost like Em...Every now and again her blue eyes flicked to the bag just there, begging to be stolen. Or tasted...stop it, Amelia.
"Who is it?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 4:38 pm
Invictus Draconius Kalsidius VI "Did you hear that song, I Love College, Asher Roth. Him." Draco didn't care, he was just a recognizable face. He did however notice Amelia sometimes glance at the bag of Heroin with a hunger. She wanted it, and it was amusing. In her slightly loopy state she would probably do something if he asked. He really wanted a kiss from her, maybe that would get her out of his head.
"I'm in a generous mood today, seeing as you did lighten it with your decision to join the band, and Yesiv's yes as well." Draco finally finished the blunt, put it out and nudged her back into a sitting position, reached across her opened the safe once more and pulled out a half pound bag, set it next to the pound bag and rested his hand on it.
"This is a half pound of Devil Juice, street value a little over three hundred dollars. Seeing as I have seven pounds sitting in that safe, and that would make me enough to buy the materials to make fifty pounds how about an exchange." Draco looked over at her again.
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 7:49 pm
Amelia
Amelia shrugged; she didn't recognize the name, but then she probably wouldn't. At least, not if he didn't run in the right circles. She looked hopeful at the mention of the Devil's Juice. She liked it's taste, but couldn't it replacing her straight Heroine. It made her feel good...but Amelia didn't think it would keep its effect for long. Still...eight ounces...
"Three hundred dollars? That's what, a little under eight hundred pounds. That's not bad. What kind of exchange? We can pay the eight hundred. I don't carry that much in my pocket book, but between Em and I, we can pay you today."
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 10:48 am
Invictus Draconius Kalsidius VI
Draco smiled as he made sure the conversion was correct. He could take the money if he wanted, but it wasn't money he wanted, he wanted her out of his head. She was intoxicating, and he was sure cause he couldn't have her to himself. She was just to wrapped in her brother's finger. So then I'll take what I can and be done with it.
"No I don't need the money, like I said I can sell the rest and make a profit. What I want is very simple." Draco sat up straight and leaned over her, his hand raising to trace her lips slowly.
"I want to taste these, just for a little bit, just to see what my brain thinks it is missing out on. Then maybe I can get on with prowling for other girls." He leaned in, but a knock on the door and he was up, the pound of pure in his hand. He let Asher in, they talked quietly and then he was gone, Draco was caring a thousand dollars in hand.
"Now where were we?" The money vanished into a pocket of his jacket that was laying on the table.
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 3:12 pm
Amelia Valentine
"Just a kiss?"
Amelia had run the details over thoroughly in her mind, looking for any hidden loopholes. The deal stank dangerously of borderline prostitution to her on top of the fact that Emerson would probably kill her, if he ever found out. He did not like it one little bit when she was with the boys. Thinking of her twin cemented Amelia's will and she nodded. It's just a kiss after all. What's the worst that can happen? She immediately regretted her choice of phrases as a the images of what was the worst that could happen poured through her thoughts. Stop it.
"Alright, fine. Just a kiss."
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 7:26 am
Invictus Draconius Kalsidius VI "I thought you'd say no, something like a mental Emerson shouting at you." Draco sat back down on the couch and picked the half pound of Devil Juice and tossed it into the air and caught it again.
"Well then Valentine my groove got screwed up by Roth, so how bout you come over and kiss me." Draco put the bag down and motioned for her to come over.
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 6:25 pm
Amelia Valentine
"Em doesn't control me, Draco."
Amelia knew that Draco was just trying to reaffirm his position. Classic macho bullshit. She complied though, given that he had what she desired. With a skilled little movement Amelia was suddenly standing between Draco's legs, his knees brushing the bare skin between where she her socks ended and her skirt began. She bent down and forward, and pressed her lips against Draco's; Amelia reached out an arm and caught her balance on the back of the couch, beside his head. The only alternative would've been to touch his Draco himself, and she deemed that such a move would be too far, even for her simply because of what it invited. After a long minute, she pulled back, her nearly sad and completely empty smile back into his proper place.
"Eh bien? Ça vous a plu? Worth a measly eight ounces, da?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 8:52 pm
Invictus Draconius Kalsidius VI Draco nearly wrapped his arms around her as she kissed him, and that was just barely. It was exactly how he thought it was and then some. Her smell, her taste, her looks, it was all intoxicating, and his high was not helping at all.
"That was worth quite a bit, maybe just under five ounces. How bout we finish paying that debt off." He leaned up and brought her head down to his and kissed her, and got a little taste of her again. Well it was official, he wanted her and now he had made it worse. Finally he broke the kiss and leaned back sighing slowly.
"I think that's good. Though it didn't do what I'd hope it do." Draco sighed again and realized he was now officially screwed on the woman department.
"Well then Valentine, I believe our transaction is complete." He picked the bag up and pushed it into the hand that wasn't keeping her balanced.
"Enjoy, and I am always open for business." Draco chuckled as her used a move her learned a long time ago to gently dislodge her and dump her back onto the couch.
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 9:33 pm
Amelia Valentine
"Thank you."
Amelia giggled and settled on the couch; her lips burned from where Draco's had touched them. It felt...odd, kissing someone beside Emerson. She felt like her skin was on fire, every nerve was electrified, way too sensitive. Must be the Devil's Juice. Hm...this will be great with Em; he'd really love it. She closed her eyes and let her fingers trace over her upper arms, drawing goosebumps in their tracks. Amelia shook her head and drew her fingers away. She tucked the bag of Devil's Juice away, making sure to tie off the top of sack so that it wouldn't spill all over her backpack.
"Am I allowed to pay in cash when we need a refill? Or do I have to neck every time."
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2010 7:56 am
Invictus Draconius Kalsidius VI
Draco stood up and stretched ignoring her question for a second and walked around checking the cooking drugs. The Cocaine was actually coming along better than last time. Well then, I might become a billionaire sooner than I thought. He sat back down, and his hand moved automatically to her leg where it began making small circles.
"Seems like your trying to tell me that I'm a bad kisser, but that can't possibly be true. Its up to you, I'm a sucker for a pretty face, a nice smile and a kiss. I seem to owe you more anyway for that formula, seeing as it is working." He pulled out a two Lucky Strikes and lit them both and passed one to her, his hand still making tiny circles on her leg.
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2010 3:15 pm
Amelia Valentine
"Well you aren't a fantastic kisser, I'll tell you that right now. Obviously the girls...and boys...like you for your other...features."
Was it the drugs making Amelia so bold? It must have been. She didn't even mind the hand on her leg. Well mostly didn't mind. Of course the formula works. I fixed it, didn't I? She took the cigarette Draco offered and puffed on it silently for a few minutes before speaking again.
"I know what you're trying to do. You are trying to woo me. I just can't figure out why."
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2010 6:06 pm
Invictus Draconius Kalsidius VI
Draco listened to her voice, like liquid chocolate to his ears at the moment. His hand had moved her skirt so he was touching that soft skin underneath, the circle turning to figure eights.
"Never said I was a fantastic kisser, just not a bad one. You'd have to unzip my pants to see for yourself wouldn't you." Draco chuckled and then she continued, that liquid chocolate flowing through his mind.
"I could give you a hundred answers to that question and I'd still would be lying to myself. So I'm going to give you a non-committal one, cause your cute, your smart, talented and you don't want me. At least not sober." Draco chuckled again as he let his hand drift more and soon he was at her upper thigh, now making swirling patterns down the thigh to the knee.
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