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 Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 3:27 pm
Her cheeks were a bright red as she gazed at his bare upper body, not even realizing that she was staring at him so openly until he started to speak again. Shaking her head as her ears laid back on her head, she took the shirt from him and gently folded it across her forearm. "Y-yea, that... sounds nice," she murmured faintly, finding herself looking at him again and noticing the piercing now. Turning away from him as he started to smoke his joint, she started to rummage around in the drawers to see if she could find the necessary items. "You want to do that while I look," she asked him, actually finding a thing of white thread already. Her tail had gone back to swaying behind her as she waited to see what he'd do while she closed one drawer then opened another up.
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 3:40 pm
* His leather trousers flexed as he bent downt towards the fireplace. There were plenty of logs to keep a fire going for the night, all Sophus had to do was light it.
He shut his eyes and sung a song quietly to himself, hoping that Hope wouldnt hear.
The song 'Fortissimo' was a short melody Sophus uses in battle. It focuses a beam of energy from outside his mouth and generates immense heat.
He fired a soft verison of it at the fireplace, creating a ball of hot energy which already started to ash the closest log to him.
Once he had opened his eyes again he could start to feel the heat burning up his chest.
It was nice, he was content .
He stretched his back as he raised from his knelt position, a crack signalled something was wrong with it so when he sat into the sofa he made sure he was fully sunbk into it.
He rolled his eyes to the top of his head to see Hope in the distance behind him*
Its all ready, just waiting for the host of the evening.
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 3:47 pm
Turning to look at him as she heard his words, she smiled softly and nodded to him as she picked up his shirt before making her way to him and the couch. "I found the things I needed," she told him as she slowly sat back against the couch. Her left leg bent under her with her right leaning off the edge. Her tail curled between them and the edge fell off with the edge moving across the top of it.
Glancing at him out of the corner of her eye, she smiled softly before brushing her hair from her face then went to work with his shirt. First starting on the seams and slowly tearing the stitching out in order to insert the pieces of wire into it. Not too far from the fire, she could feel the warmth washing over them as she purred faintly, growing comfortable there.
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 4:01 pm
*He felt Hope seat herselft next to him and start stitching away at his shirt for him but he didnt take his glance off of the crackling sound of the fire .
The mixture of drink and drugs had sucked him into a solid stare before the hot flames.
He could hear the solid pounding of his heart beating fast and rhythmically.
A fuzzy haze flew around his nerves, he senses were hightened but strangely delayed.
It was bliss.
....He blinked a few times to withdraw himself from the trance and turned to Hope who was still busy stitching.
For a moment as he gazed upon her, staring through her long dangling hair, which she seemed to flick in her own little way he felt carefree and daring.
He leant towards her, closing his eyes slowly as he drew near and kissed her on her cheek softly.
The feel of her skin sent a mad rush through his system, he opened his eyes slowly. Awaiting her expression nervously.
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 4:08 pm
Feeling the gentle kiss on her cheek, she turned red once again and simply sat there in shock for a few moments. Blinking in surprise, she smiled softly as she reached up to put a hand on her cheek before turning to regard him. "W-what was... that for," she asked him, watching him with dark eyes. It was a surprise to her to be so suddenly kissed by a man, and a good looking one at that... She didn't think she had attracted his eye, or was that pretty in the first place. Lowering her hand back to her lap, she idly toyed with the needle while waiting for his reply, feeling even more nervous now.
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2008 6:11 am
Sitting at the bar or rather on the bar, Logan smirked to himself at the thoughts and the things he had planned for Roan. He was suppose to be there for a merely check in and to get more his next orders...but he thought he maybe able to convince Roan to take the evening off. Of course... even if she didn't take the evening off, he would still give her the things he had "hidden" from sight for her.
Logan was wearing his normal outfit, but until of looking so dirty and torn, he had actually bathed before the meeting this time and got out some of his clothes that looked at least a little better. His jeans were even pressed so that there was a crease running down the fronts. His shoes had been shinned until he could see his own reflection in the toes of them. The typical sleeveless shirt he wore was replaced with a button up shirt, but he had left the shirt untucked and the top few buttons undone. His typical collar was visible from beneath the unbuttoned shirt and he had the usual gauge in his right ear, the earring itself had even been cleaned and made to look new once again. His long dark hair fell before his face and eyes, refusing to stay away from his eyes.
Laying beside him on the counter was the usual folder that had all the details on his duties and about the Mekhet that he had gathered. He had even found a new cluster of the clan that he doubted that Roan knew of already. Besides for the normal papers though... there was something else underneath the folder's top flap, which was what was causing it to stick up so much. The folder had been turned in such a way if Roan was to come in through the doors she couldn't see what was hidden, but when did Roan do what was expected of her?
Under the flap was a silver rose, not in the sense of the petals were dyed silver... but the whole rose had been dipped into a pot of silver then pulled out to dry. When the rose had finished drying, the flower had been encased in a beautiful silver, keeping the rose persevered forever. When he had it done, the person doing it had gave him a strange look when he requested it in silver; typically roses were encased in gold, but he thought Roan would rather have silver then gold. It wouldn't compare to Roan's roses that grew in her garden, but it was the most beautiful rose he had seen outside of that garden. When he gave it to her, he'd even include the whole cheesy line of, "It'll last forever... just as my feelings for you will."
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2008 4:53 pm
*Tired. So much going on, she just felt weary... but still, work was work and Logan was a useful agent and deserved her keeping her appointment.
The bike she rode tore up the road, revealing it to be CORBIN'WS motoslave. WHY she was riding that behemoth of a bike was unclear, and she didnt feel like explaining to anyone this eve as she vaulted off it and stalked into the bar, brushing her hair out of her eyes and stretching under her leathers.*
Logan? Grab me a drink would you, Im parched...
*she glanced at the folder briefly as she entered and threw herself ona seat, tossing her phone in the bin as it began beeping again*
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2008 5:04 pm
"Long day," he remarked with a smirk as she threw the cell into the trashcan beside him. Doing as he was asked, he lifted his legs slightly while spinning around on the counter before pushing off of it. Straightening back up as he turned around to the countertop, he nodded to the folder. "Don't read the papers now... but open it," he told her while grabbing a glass. While he waited to see if she'd open it or not, he took out the knife in his pocket and cleaned off the blade quickly. Once it was clean, he sat it to the side then rolled up his left arm sleeve before pressing the blade against his forearm and dragging it across his skin with ease. Logan let enough blood pour out to fill the large glass before placing it on on the counter before her.
After she had the blood, he grabbed a towel to press against his arm then tore another in half to make a make shift bandage. "I hope you like it," he told her, looking up before noticing he had dripped blood down the counter and started to clean it up as well then his blade before pocketing it for the time being. He seemed like his thoughts were more on her and the first gift then his wound, but it was merely a flesh wound and would heal in time.
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2008 5:15 pm
*Roan heard his words, but she focused on his actions behidn the bar most. SHe was starving, and his act made her chest heqave as if alive, breath coming fast as she licked her lips... then shook her head and controlled herself, taking the glass instead and drinking deep. Then she flicked back the portfolio lid, brows crossing a sshe saw the rose*
Whats this? Something you picked up from one of the sites I sent you to?
*Work. It overode everything else in her mind. Not even for a SECOND did she think itd be something else*
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2008 5:23 pm
Shaking his head lightly, he didn't answer her at first as he moved over the counter once again and took a seat beside her. "Get your mind off work for a little bit," he told him, smirking faintly at her before reaching out and gently brushing a few strands of hair behind her ear. It was a gentle gesture, something he wasn't normally one to do; as Roan would know, he was more into giving and receiving pain then being kind. "Today's Valentine's. I know it's all commercialized now.... but I thought of you when I had it done," he told her before shrugging slightly. Reaching under the counter once again, he pulled out something else that was stuffed inside of bag with the typical tissue covering it from view.
"And... I don't see you into collecting or even having these, but it reminded me of the typical Brujah stereotypes," he went on to say before nudging it to her and waiting to see if she'd burn it or actually keep it. Inside the bag was one of the teddy bears that had the leather biker jacket attached to it and the sunglasses, but there was no cheesy words, heart or anything like that on this one. The leather was even the real stuff, not the fake crap they put on the stuffed toys. Logan had obviously taken off the fake and put on real... even had it measured down to size it correctly.
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2008 5:35 pm
For... me?
*she looked confused, darting back a little as he brshed her hair back*
What ARE you doing?
*She looked at the bear as it was presented, holding it up and fingeringthe leather*
Logan are you ok? This is ME here. Im not exactly miss romance...
*she picked up the rose, and stroked her fingers down it, admiring the beautiful object. Then with a shrug, she tore the jacket off the bear and grinned*
This'll fit Bahamut better. Hes one of my lizards.
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2008 5:48 pm
"No, it's for the woman that's behind you," he retorted with more of a smirk before chuckling at her reaction to him touching her hair. "So, you may not be Ms. Romance... but you are Ms. Beautiful and beautiful women deserve nice things," he told her with a slightly shrug as his eyes stayed on her. Even with all the scars, or maybe because of them, he thought she was one of the most beautiful women he had seen before. The honestly would ring in his tone as he called her 'Ms. Beautiful'. Chuckling once again at her words on the leather jacket fitting Bahamut better, he shrugged and moved away from her while speaking. "It's your's to do as you wish... but you sure that big jacket will fit it?" He hadn't seen the lizard(s) in question, so he wasn't thinking how big it would be and that the jacket would probably fit it perfectly.
"Couple more things," he murmured before rumming around in the mini-fridge then standing up with a small box of chocolates... of all things. "Not what it looks like... I know how much you enjoy my blood... and women love chocolates, so I mixed the pair together," he explained to her before laying it now before her. The chocolates are a thin layer of such and hallowed out to let my blood fill the insides.
After the chocolates were given, he grabbed yet another bag... the last one there was. Inside of this bag was a large assortment of various sex toys, some of them to enjoy together... and others for her to enjoy while she was alone and without a male on call.
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2008 5:58 pm
*She looked at him like he was mad.(
Beautiful? Are you bonkers?
*she chewed on her cigarette tip, exhaling in incredulity as he revealed the last of his gifts*
You are not a devil, nor are you a monster. WHERE do you find beauty in this visage? Im a WARRIOR, Logan, not a lover.
*Looking athe sex toys, her tone changed, IN a flash, she vaulted the bar, shoved Logan back and held him against the bottles of the back wall by his neck*
Oh Logan... dear Logan.....
*She leaned in, smoke wreathing around her*
Do you REALLY think you can handle me?
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2008 6:06 pm
Not getting a chance to reply to her words on her beauty, for her was suddenly pressed up against the bottles by the back of his neck, he could only look down at her and purr in reply. "I handled you last time," he replied to her, it had worn him out greatly... seeing he was still a mortal, but he had managed to somewhat keep up with Roan. Despite the cold and deathness to Roan, it had been an interesting occasion for him. It hadn't been completely new.. he had been with Ice before, but it was still interesting and one he planned on repeating. "I take you at least like the last gifts," he said before grinning more at her. Wrapping his limps about her body, he tilted his head to the side while still making that strange purring like noise. "Ready to try out some of those toys," he asked her, glancing over at the bag for a moment then back to her.
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Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2008 12:17 am
Poor silly boy... You DO know I could break you in two without trying, right?
*She could only smile at the man as he wrapped himself round her. Not many were suicidal or ballsy enough to dare try what he had tonight with her, and maybe it was for that reason alone she allowed him to have his way. Regardless... she wrapped one strong arm around his waist, nabbed the bag with her other hand, and towed him upstairs, banging into the first room she came across. Tossing him down on the bed... she got ready to show him a night he would never forget, her style*
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