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 Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 1:24 pm
Aimee
Aimee nodded silently. It would be weird, calling him that. But what isn’t right now? I mean, a pet demon is folding my underwear. If I can accept that, then I can accept anything…right?... She just hopped that she didn’t lose her nerve to end it. Again. Or get begged into staying with Jason, or something like that; it had happened before, after all.
“Alright then, boyfriend it is.”
Golly, but that sounded weird. Still, she couldn’t help but think that Vincent currently fit the description. A thought occurred.
“ If I get a boy, I mean a real boy, you can’t start acting all jealous and pissy and like a little b***h, okay? You’re my ‘boyfriend’ just so that Lily doesn’t end up selling us to the Government or something.”
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Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 6:05 pm
 XXXC A N D YxLynnxH O P P E R
-----------------»I got birds in my ears, And a devil on my shoulder
-------------» And a phone to the other, And I can't get a hold of her
-----------------» And what's a crush to do? And what's a crush to do when he can't get through?
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Candy's mustang;; vroom
"Oh. Twenty ten."
She said, answering the girls question with a shrug, and glanced over as they got out onto the more open streets. She got a slight smirk on her mouth and raised one thin eye brow.
"So your old."
She chuckled and took a left, slowing down slightly and eased her way down the rocky driveway. She clenched her jaws as she spoke.
"Obviously you are from France? Yes? Your a long way from home."
She said, coming to a stop, and honked her horn. She waited for her customer to hurry his a** up.
"You are in the United states of America. Jacksonville, Florida to be exact."
She forced a smile as a lanky young man came running out to the car. She held out the baggy full of herb and shook it slightly. She wasn't worry about anyone finding her out, he lived in the middle of nowhere. He handed her a small sum of cash, about sixty bucks.
"You will find everything satisfactory."
"As always."
He said and waved at Colette, winking at her, and grinning; his stained teeth looked disgusting. Without waiting for another word, or even Colette to acknowledge the man she rolled up the tinted window, blocking him out as she turned the car around, and sprayed gravel all over as she took off back down the driveway.
 
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Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 6:23 pm
Libby
"At least, you doing something that you love," Libby responded, walking with him to park the bike. The red brickstone edifice was the warehouse type but not frighteningly tall. There were two guards and a line had already formed at the entrance. She had been debating about how to let this night play out. It could take the normal route whenever she was involved: everyone else takes a backseat to her. However, she wanted to see how he got along with his colleagues and even strangers in an unfamiliar social setting. Libby linked arms with her Master and walked over with him to the line. "If anyone asks, I'm a friend just passing through. I want you to be yourself tonight and have fun. Remember, no one is going to mess with you as long as I am here. What are your thoughts?"
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Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 7:32 pm
Vincent
Vincent wasn't as suave as Vassili, but he knew he could charm her into making it a permanent arrangement if he wanted. At the moment though he was happy not to be in the limelight. He thought back and decided Da Vinci was the worst of them all.
"Whatever you say darling." He chuckled lightly as he finished folding her clothing. He set them on her bed and walked to the front door.
"I'll leave you to your homework, unless you want me to massage you while you work? If not, I have some pressing matters to attend to, and I would prefer to do it off this campus, so much easier to find hiding places." He didn't laugh this time.
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Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 7:35 pm
Seth
Seth wasn't entirely sure about this, he always felt out of place at parties. He sorta realized he looked alright, but he wasn't interesting. He never brought up the bike, he didn't want people to beg him for a look, or a ride it was annoying.
"Alright, I'll try. I'm not drinking, or doing drugs. I'll find some way to capture their interest." He would have to break the rule about the bike, but hey maybe that was the key to being confident, talk about what you knew. All he knew was history and motorcycles.
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Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 7:45 pm
Aimee
Aimee started to shake her head at the off of a back rub while doing her homework.
"No, thanks; it will only distract me. Why hiding places? What do you need to hide? Vincent, are you going to go kill someone? Isn't that against the rules? If it isn't, it is right ******** now: no killing anyone, unless they put me in harm, or I tell you to. At least then, I can live with it. I'm serious now. Promise me."
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Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 7:52 pm
Colette
Colette nodded in silence.
"Oui, I am from France, or near enough to it. To a one, all of my masters have been European. We are in the States?"
She stared at Candy's profile in contemplation. Colette wondered idly how her earrings had traveled all the way across the Atlantic since the sixties; her last master had OD'd in a motel's bathtub on Mud in Egypt. It was a long way to go, for a pair of earrings that were most definitely not worn. Or really, even handled. She thought about asking Candy about her home's sojourn...but decided against it, almost immediately; Candy did not seem like the kind of girl to know about such things. Besides, it had probably been in his will to have these sent back to a niece or nephew, but had been intercepted. Yes, that made sense.
"Twenty-ten? In who's calendar?"
The young man made his appearance before Candy would have had a chance to answer. Before long, they were spinning out of the practically abandoned yard.
"Well?"
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Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 8:05 pm
Vincent
Vincent groaned and wanted to protest, but the jewel's compulsion stopped him, his head nodding obediently. He would just have to work for it then.
"Then does your humble campus have a swimming pool? I'll need a towel as well." His clothing began morphing and stopped changing into a speedo, his flat eight pack showing. He was wearing sandals and his hair had shortened. He looked like a surfer, or a water polo player. The speedo bulged in the way that would make women drool. He chuckled as he plodded to the bathroom and found a massive beach towel.
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Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 8:07 pm
Libby
Libby shook her head as the guards let them through the doors. "I would never ask you to do something that could endanger you - again," she added, remembering the scene on the quad.
Inside, the club was dark except for the flashing neon lights. The bar was off to one side with the seating area on the other. Both flanked the centered dance floor and the DJ station was in the back. "Or to do something that you did not want to do," she finished, leading him to the bar and ordered a shot. Before she drank it though, the demon grabbed his and drew circles in his palms. Her eyes glowed slightly as she influenced him a bit. "Take your time. There's no rush if you think about it." A genuine smile and she downing the vodka.
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Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 8:19 pm
Aimee
Aimee raised an eyebrow at Vincent's choice of water-wear.
"...Wow...uh, okay. I don't know if there is a swimming pool or not on campus; I don't swim. I don't really like the water, really. It's too...too wet."
She shuddered.
"Look why don't you just feed off of me? Just this once, mind you."
Aimee flushed cutely as she thought about what he'd said before.
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Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 8:56 pm
Seth
Seth watched her shoot the shot in one go wondering idly if she could get drunk. He got a non-alcoholic beer and began to nurse it as he gazed over the dance floor. The people moved to the music, the mass looked like a single entity. It was erotic in a way. Flashes of tits and a** could be seen as womens' too short and to tight clothing became dislodged. No one cared. Men ground against women, he was sure other things were happening in the crowd, this was notorious for being the raunchiest club on the strip. He didn't realize he finished the beer faster than normal, in fact chugging it very quickly.
"Let's join the party." He grabbed her hand and pulled her into the dancing mob, he was right as they waded about a third of the way in, and could barely believe that the rumors were true. Sex dripped from every where and it was bind blowing, he ignored it and began to move to the music, his eyes fixed on Libby for the moment, a vain attempt to keep his head from spinning.
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Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 9:01 pm
Vincent
Vincent grinned evilly as the words flowed from her mouth. Well he got what he wanted and before she could take those words back he had pushed her against the wall. His lips pressed into hers as one hand moved to her jeans. The button was undone and the zipper sliding down.
"What you think will be just once will turn into more than that. I'll let you keep your delusions for now though. Oh and it is ironic that a water demon is controlled by a water hater." He chuckled as his hand slipped under the waistband of her panties and he began to work. After a few moments he lifted her shirt and trailed kisses down her stomach, stopping to circle her naval a few times before sliding down to his buffet of sorts. He slid her jeans down and then pulled them off her legs completely. Then stopped.
"Maybe we should take this into your room. Unless you want to make your roomy unbearably horny if she walks in?" Vincent chuckled darkly.
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Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 9:24 pm
Libby
Libby was looking out at the sea of humans. What had she not seen before? Obviously not a lot for Seth grabbed her and started dancing on the floor. The look in his eyes was a bit on the hungry side and Libby found that she liked seeing it. The music was fast-paced, lending itself to the already heady atmosphere of having so many bodies pressed against each other. It was not hard to tell the ones who were feeling out of place though, their movements awkward and ultimately unsure. The demon sucked on the spices of such emotions, pulling Seth closer to her - to keep him safe, of course. "Do you see anyone out there that interests you? It's okay to leave me."
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Posted: Wed May 12, 2010 6:00 am
Seth
He wasn't going to lie, there were a few girls he wouldn't mind going after, but something kept him from detaching and doing it, he was sure of himself. He lied and shook his to her. The music kept him moving, it wasn't as mechanical as was when he first got there, it was more fluid and easier to do. He was out of his comfort zone, but he was relaxing slightly.
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Posted: Wed May 12, 2010 10:16 am
Libby
The demon scoffed at his pathetic denial. The girls were basically drooling for him but he had been labeled the outsider, a loner: the one who could fit in if given the right push. At this thought, Libby shook her head. She was not here to be his fairy godmother. It was the same thing every time. She did her thing and managed to protect her latest charity case simultaneously. That was all there was to it, no sentimental bull. Libby looked down at him.
"Fine, then you shouldn't mind me doing this," she stated, locking lips with him in the middle of the dance floor. It was not the kiss that was important but rather the reactions from every single female in the dim room. There were numerous squeals and some huffs as they all pushed through the crowd towards them. Okay, so she spiked them a little but he might actually thank her for it later. Libby let him go, just as the girls were grabbing onto him. With a smug expression, she said, "If you're not going to them, they might as well come to you." She left him there, screaming girls almost blocking her from the bar. They weren't going to hurt him. She was more worried about jealous boys than fan-crazed girls. Once, she was at the bar, the demon ordered another shot and gazed on at the current festivities.
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