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 Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 8:06 pm
Dion sighed. "You really want to know? Well I'm sure you wouldn't like it." Was all he said, and watched the afflicted soldier bound off. Sighing, Dion walked back to the room he had come from to begin the dance pratice of the day, and got back into his normal attire, which was his combat gear. He was in there for a little while, after changing, hoping to get hte dirty thoughts concerning Faer out of his head before going back out onto the floor.
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 8:13 pm
An eyebrow lifted at that, wouldn't like it? "I'm sure it can't be that bad. I've probably heard worse. I'm not the child I look to be. And as you see, i'm not that innocent either if I have to charm and old man at the pary and kill him I will." Her voice had taken on a hardened edge, then grew soft again. "Sorry, a little pissed still. I really want to kill that man." Her smile looked harmless, but she was still curious. "I also need to change, seeing as I don't want to get this dirty, would you mind showing me to a room. Preferably private, with no Wastelanders peaking?" She heard sighs in the hallway, her herself sighing and shaking her head.
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 8:17 pm
Dion sighed, and had pointed to the other room, before he had entered his. And now, he couldn't help but think dirty thought at her comment, and still he tried to push them away. He wasn't gay, he just didn't have sex often, and so, tried to think about it very little.
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 8:21 pm
Smiling innocently, she walked to the room and shut the door, a click echoed. It was the lock. Laughing to herself, she began to change. Teasing was just effortless fun. Slipping off the dress and looking around for a hanger, not wanting her dress to get wrinkled or dirty. But. There wasn't a one in sight. Unloncking the door and peeking through, keeping hidden behind it, "Do you happen to have a hanger? Or something to hang my dress on?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 8:25 pm
Dion pulled one of the spares that was in his changing room, and took it to her, unsure of what she was planning. She was certainly trying something on him, but it seemed like seduction, and if it was, well, Dion would need to toughen up against it, because he did not want to feel like this over something so simple!
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 8:34 pm
Kelbora had finished her talks with Bartz and had reentered the dance room. She hoped Dion and Faer could handle themselves too...well Dion more so then an ancient Elemental...She looked around and didn't see anyone...perhaps they'd left to take a break? Hmph...well, she had been working Dion pretty hard...she guess he deserved it. After all, none of them might live past tomorrow night.
Kelbora removed the trench coat, it wasn't that it was hot, but the leather against sweaty skin was uncomfortable, so she shed it and frowned at what she saw underneath. The emerald dress was far to revealing for her liking. She was modest in her attire...but then again most battle armor was, so she wasn't a huge fan of flimsy material that clung to the body and exposed far to much clevage. She sighed and walked over to the bed room area she and Dion had converted...she just wanted a hot shower, a change of clothes, something to settle her stomach (she hoped Dion was up for another bite), and rest.
The moment she opened the door and stepped in, she was quite surpised to see Dion flushed in the face and Faer's dress shoes and some garments outside of the area that lead to her quarters. She rose an eyebrow at Dion and crossed her arms. Now she wasn't jumping to coclusions...but this was pretty damn suspicious.
"...Please don't tell me you were doing something indecent while I was gone?" She asked, leaning against the door frame with arms crossed under her ample bossom. It was to uncomfortable to cross above them, and she really wasn't in the mood, "At least keep it on your end. I keep a tight area you know."
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 8:35 pm
She grabbed the hanger hesitantly, for it meant showing her bear arm. But she did it, and he could probably see it. Tattoos decorate her arm. In reality they decorated her whole body, they were a binding of sorts. To keep, if she died, the Void trapped. There were swirls and dots, ornate patterns all over her arm. Knowing he had seen the tattoos, she felt oddly vulnerable. But it was done. Hanging up her dress, she transformed back into her natural state. The inhuman Elemental with unnatural beauty and pupiless eyes. Stretching in her now taller and more comfortable form. With that, she walked out of the room. Her envious Wastelanders in the hall stared in amazement.
((OOC: Now she is wearing clothes! It's just part of her being. It's like a spandex suit. Clings to the skin, same color as the sking, except for her shoulders, which have white lace on them.))
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 8:39 pm
Dion groaned. "I swear, this is not my day with women..." Dion muttered, glad to be rid of the hanger, but when Faer walked out, appearing naked, that really didn't help. Dion simply walked into the other room, and locked the door closed while he tried to get hte image out of his mind.
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 9:03 pm
Kelbora sighed and looked like she was trying very hard to keep herself calm and from snapping in irritation. When Dion walked into the other room and locked the door, she frowned and walked right over to it. She didn't bother knocking or breaking it down...though tempting...she simply used the small amount of magic allowed within the bases confines and unlocked the door as it swung open a bit harsher then she wanted.
"Oh no...not just yet." She said and looked at the now Combat Attired Dion she was used to seeing, she felt...better seeing him like that. He looked much more relaxed and at ease with all that armor and ammo attatched. Any way, "Sorry dear, but I need to eat before I head off to shower, change, and hit the sack." Not that vampires really slept...it was more like a highly alert recopperation period. "Before I ask to take a bite though, have you eaten something yet? I still don't think you're strong enough to let me feed without you feeding first."
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 9:09 pm
Dion sighed. "Listen, Faer there, has not been very helpful for my mental state since you left, so eating slipped my mind. As did a lot of things. And right now, i'm trying to clear my mind of her long enough to be able to think stright." Dion said, really not in hte mood right now, not with the thoughts of Faer in rather dirty images flirting around his mind.
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 8:36 am
Rose walked down the road with a cape on. She hoped that she could get out of the town. She was quickly in San Fransisco. She walked down the streets, The vampires who saw her bowed slightly. She didnt bring body guards with her, this was one vist she need to make alone. She walked into a store and started to talk to the owner he nodded knowing who she was and walked into the back room and got what she need. She came to get the current information, unknowing to her what she was given were lies. She smiled and gave him his credits and left. She smiled and put the plans in her cape.
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 1:55 pm
Faer overheard the whole thing, seeing as they were just in the other room, with the door open, and not even whispering. Walking over she scowled. "It's not my fault! We were dancing and I just happened to start talking about how boring it's been these last few days with you guys practicing dancing and me practicing being a wench! I charmed a whole group of Wastelanders, so they follow me everywhere." She pointed to the hall, where two or three Wastelanders stood staring at the Elemental with wonder and lust in their eyes. "I gt annoyed and came here. Well, after we stopped dancing I asked Jared," one of the Wastelanders waved at the group, and Faer waved in reply with a charming smile, "to bring me gel to fix up Dion's hair when we go to the ball. He went to change after I chased away Jared with a bit of feminine wiles. And since then, he's had dirty thoughts!" She sniffed as though she had been wounded and turned. "I'll go fetch you something to eat." And with that she turned and walked out, her lackeys following and staring.
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 4:52 pm
Kelbora was silent during the entire rant when Faer burst into her and Dion's shared dormatory...even though a sliding wooden wall seperated it. Her eyes remained on the door for a few moments after Faer left...and then she turned her golden head around to see Dion, green locking with brown.
"...I see, so that's why you have such a nervous jitteriness about you?" She asked, already knowing the answer, with a tone befitting a reserved friend after another's embaressing confession. She remained almost frozen in time as she continued to stare with unmoving coldness into Dion's eyes...then she looked away and shrugged, "Whatever."
She then uncrossed her arms, still looking away, and pushed off of the door frame she'd been leaning against, unwrinkling her dress as she went. This must have been an uncomfortable situation for Dion: two women in his place of sanctuary and solitude, one ranting to the other about his embaressing reactions to a dirt set of thoughts, while the other gave no voiced opinion or hint as to what she thought about it. Only a reserved, yet seemingly disappointed pair of deep green eyes.
"I suppose I'll have to feed after your...delivery girl returns." She said and stepped out of the room with one last look at Dion, her eyes never shifting from their vampiric coldness, "I hope you'll be more composed at the party." With that, she turned away and the sliding door closed on its own in her wake.
She was making her way to the bathroom on her side to undress, shower, and change before returning to Dion's side to feed. Other then that, she didn't want much to do with him tonight.
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 5:41 pm
Dion sighed. "I know i'll be better composed at the ball Kelbora, and I'm sorry I let this get to me..." Dion said, and placed his head onto his hands, unable to beleive he had ******** up so badly in one night.
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 6:30 pm
As Faer reached the kitchen she signaled for the cook to make something, sighing as she sat in a bench and cradled her head in her hands. Gathering herself together she stood and picked up the tray, which contained a military grade sandwich and a bottle of water. Traveling down the hall with the trays, she muttered obstinately at the fact she couldn't get privacy, all the while her magic trapped inside. The Void she had subdued into a corner of her mind, taking toll of equipment.
Finally she entered the ballroom, strolling into the compartments of Dion and slamming the tray onto his dresser, walking out and shutting the door. She then went back to her own compartments to shower and rest.
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