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 Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 6:57 pm
"Methinks the demon doth fear his own humanity. Are you afraid if we do rest in yonder town house you will actually feel?" His arm didn't move instead tightening ever so slightly. "That we might perk you interest and lower the shield you wrap yourself in away from any emotion besides disdain?”
He leaned in closer, breath tickling the other ear as he spoke. “Are you frightened that I will make you inquiry about our motives or feelings.” He was provoking Marks trying to con him in allowing them to stay by speaking of fear. A gut feeling told him Marks would not stand to belly thoughts of weakness.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 7:18 pm
Uh...... was Vain... hitting on him?
Jesus ******** Christ. That was weird.
Marks declined to react to Vain's breath, though admittedly it was a little bothersome... Man, he really needed to get laid. By someone he'd never seen again, preferably. "Hey, sorry - takes a little more than that to get into my pants," he rolled his eyes. "Like cash - or something. What's with the seduction?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 7:34 pm
Vain chuckled. "To think your sorry a** would be interested makes me seriously wish to puke." His eyes danced in mischief. He had been raised basically in a brothel; hence he did learn a few things. He laughed harder, scarlet tears rolling down his cheeks from purple eyes. While this had not gone where he wished to tread, the idea, faiths he hadn’t laughed this hard in years. He sat down hard, forcing the laughter down into chuckles, and then breathless gasps.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 7:52 pm
...Okaaaay...
Marks leaned over Vain, looking down at him with a mock-concerned expression, "Hey. Psycho. Why'd you try it, then?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 7:57 pm
Vain wiped away a tear of mirth. "Perhaps to see how much I could make your skin crawl. Perhaps because I was raised in a place little bit more then someone's idea of a brothel. Or I just wanted to."
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 8:01 pm
Marks' expression was, to put it lightly, unamused - because he was beginning to classify Vain as not only irritating, but mentally unstable. Not necessarily in a dangerous way, but to remember how Skittles had gone so batshit at Peregrine made him question.
"You're being weird," he summarized unhelpfully - either to himself or Vain. "Was that all you wanted? Sheez. You coulda done that back at the fountain."
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 8:09 pm
Vain gave Mark's the mid finger. "I'm going back to the fountain now and telling Alex to lead us to this town house. " He was going there one way or another and staying, at least till Skittles woke up and was on his feet. "And a little weirdness is healthy. To much norm is dull.”
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 8:20 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 8:29 pm
Vain replied with a cheerful one-finger salute. He was rather enjoying causing mayhem against Marks. The b*****d deserved it from the mess with Alex earlier. The fox could of gutted the angel.
Skittles was just rousing judging by the increasing of his heart, fluttering of those lashes, and breathing. Good, he hadn't been looking fowards to lugging Skittles there.
"Guess what Alex? Marks does not mind us over." He offered his hand to the angel. "Care to lead the way?" The poor demon was probably seething behind him. While he wouldn’t put it past Marks to clock him, he had enough faith in his own abilities to judge he would not at the moment.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 8:42 pm
It had been soothing to deliberately not pay attention to whatever Vain and Marks got up to. Because so far, it had not been a soothing day. The one interlude of peace at the shop had been shattered with the realization of the general non-soothingness of it, and Alex had rather been looking forward to finding another moment of calm. Thus, he had occupied himself with simply holding Skittles, drizzling the fountain's water over any visible bruises.
As the fox's eyes shivered to life and Vain offered his hand, Alex settled for sitting. Well, waiting, actually. The sitting was secondary. Waiting for a sign that Skittles needed to be carried, supported, or could walk on his own. Deigning not to comment on what was probably a falsehood (that Marks was fine with the house guest situation), he smiled, "Provided I can find it," he agreed easily. They were on a side of town he was unfamiliar with - which wasn't that odd, considering he wasn't familiar with most of the town - but it did beg the question of how to find home again...
Marks was less likely to clock Vain than to shoot him, but neither option was in his immediate intentions. Poison, though. That didn't sound bad. Or a really strong laxative. "How come I can't lead?" he asked off-handedly, well aware that it was probably because Vain didn't trust him to lead them to the right location, or not to keep them out all night.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 8:51 pm
"Mmm cause Skittles might think you look tasty." He replied simply. It wasn't an actually lie per say. Skittles might be a little cranky after the situation and well take it out on Marks. The little thing actually like Alex, judging how he woke slowly and not in a fast jerk.
Skittles yawned, blinked his eyes and smiled sleepily at Alex. He gave a little giggle, sitting up, and stretched somehow making the innocent moment seem erotic. “We going somewhere?” He muttered, rubbing sleep from his eyes suddenly seeming like a child.
“Their place for a few.” An actual shower would be a blessing. A bed to rest in and a lock on the door, paradise give us manna.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 8:59 pm
"Fair enough," Marks said with a lazy shrug, slipping his hands into jean pockets. He decided not to tack on 'minutes' to the last of Vain's words. Though surely he preferred it if they'd be gone in a moment, it wasn't a likely turn out, and he suspected Vain would spitefully stretch the stay into weeks or months if he said 'days'.
Returning the smile genuinely, Alex stood without Vain's hand and looked around with a slightly outstretched neck, pondering on the direction from whence they'd come. He really had to get his hands on a cellphone. "That way," he decided, tilting his head in a particular direction and taking the lead. It was a... relatively new experience for him, as he far preferred fading into the background of most situations, but when it was either him or the troublemaker Marks had decided to be today... ah, c'est la vie.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 9:09 pm
Skittles instead took it with a grace that spoke a natural movement. He stood using the other slightly as a prop, till his feet where steady beneath him. "You where crying?" the fox questioned, looking up at the red streaks reaching a hand up to brush them away.
"Mirth only, Marks can be quite the comedian if you ask the right questions." A quick scan assured him Skittles would be able to walk by himself. “Shall we?” He questioned giving a little bow to the fox’s delighted giggles. He straighten and still holding Skittles hand lead him to a few paces behind Alex.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 9:10 pm
((Shall we just skip ahead to arrival? Or was there anything else ye had in mind? =D))
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 9:17 pm
((Lets skip ahead. I had nothing planned. ))
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