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 Posted: Wed Sep 30, 2009 9:19 pm
Ruby St.Claire Das Steube Rook casually made the motion to follow Kat to her room, slipping his hands in his pockets as he went. Kat paused halfway through the door, turning around to look at him. "What? Not like the couch of something?" Rook paused, leaning against the doorframe. "Something to that beat."
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Posted: Wed Sep 30, 2009 9:37 pm
Kat gave him an odd look, her hand moving to perch on her side. "What is it you want, Rook?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 30, 2009 9:44 pm
Ruby St.Claire Kat gave him an odd look, her hand moving to perch on her side. "What is it you want, Rook?" It was with that statement that Rook's calm facial features faltered. "Oh, hell," He fidgetted nervously for a moment, then looked to her, "Okay. I want to be with you. Like a couple." He let out a long sigh, leaning his head, "Sorry. New to this whole thing."
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Posted: Wed Sep 30, 2009 10:17 pm
"Rook, I don't have sex with guys on the first day I've met them." Kat said, not quite following him as easily as he'd have liked. She settled her other hand on the door. "You should get some sleep. I'll see you in the morning."
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Posted: Wed Sep 30, 2009 10:22 pm
Ruby St.Claire "Rook, I don't have sex with guys on the first day I've met them." Kat said, not quite following him as easily as he'd have liked. She settled her other hand on the door. "You should get some sleep. I'll see you in the morning." Rook furrowed his brow. "Y'know... I think you missed out what I was getting at. Dear god, we just met, and it was hard enough saying that bit. The whole sexy thing... No. Just... No. God no." He took another sharp breath, "Yeap. That's the stupid feeling."
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Posted: Wed Sep 30, 2009 10:26 pm
Jarred frowned, glancing at Maya, shrugging absently. "So how'd you find this place?" He said, glancing over at Rex, who was keeping an eye on the window.
"I figure we've only got another minute before the security bangs on my door, so you tell me what's what and I'll tell them not to throw you out." He shrugged again. "Not trying to be a d**k, but we're in a dangerous situation, and you came at a suspicious moment."
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Posted: Wed Sep 30, 2009 10:45 pm
Kat gave him an even more confused look. "So you don't want to have sex...as in 'god no' you don't want to have sex."
"You know, Rook, I really think we should sleep on all of this....for a few days...at least."
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Posted: Wed Sep 30, 2009 10:48 pm
Ruby St.Claire Kat gave him an even more confused look. "So you don't want to have sex...as in 'god no' you don't want to have sex." "You know, Rook, I really think we should sleep on all of this....for a few days...at least." Rook nodded a few times, very enthusiastically, a furious red tinge creeping up his neck and tinting his cheeks. "I mean... Not like that... I mean... Ah, hell, you're right. Good night!" He all but ran from the room, scampering out into the living room.
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Posted: Wed Sep 30, 2009 10:55 pm
Kat shrugged her shoulders and shut the door after him. "Goodnight." She immediatley headed for the bed. It had been a very very long day, and she was worn out from all the stress and running. She made sure to open a side drawer next to the bed, out of old habit, before crawling beneath the covers and conking out.
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2009 6:55 pm
Roxanna typed in the code into the door handle of Nick's condo. It gave a beep before opening up. The clerk at the entryway downstairs had been more than surprised to see Roxanna alive and well, and informed her the police were looking for her, and had quite a few questions. Of course they had questions, everyone always had questions.
Roxanna walked into the condo, bracing herself for an explosion, though none came. She let out a sigh of relief and closed the door behind her. Not that many people were aware of the condo.
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2009 7:11 pm
((sorry for the mind control, but plot stuff right? If you have a problem, let me know so I can change it back.))
Maya looked at Jarred steadily for a second, as if gathering her thoughts. "I'll tell you on one condition." Jarred waited and then nodded. "Ok. I can talk to stuff. I've always been able to. You probably don't believe me, but I can tell you stuff about yourself that no-one else probably knows, because your furnature is with you and sees what you do and hears what you say. Not only that, but living things also talk to me. For instance, that spider in the corner behind me has been raving about a fly he had not 5 minutes ago. Now....My condition is you shelter me and feed me while I use your house as an HQ for recon so I can find this Krieger. Oh and you might have to pay for some hardware, like hammers, nails, PVC pipe, and the like." When Jarred looked like he was going to ask what for, Maya raised her hand and stopped him. "I am a weapon smith, specializing in improvisatory weapons. IE: 2x4 and PVC crossbow. I have more faith in weapons I make myself than some I could get from someone else. That's all." She turned to the couch, laughed and then pulled a small bowl and rod from in her jacket, into which she rigged some strings and fashioned a guitar, which she started playing.
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2009 7:27 pm
Krieger sniffed and snorfled around the pools he could find, with no avail. Finally, he stopped at a local condomonium in hopes that he could rent a room and recharge. As soon as he stepped into the lobby, however, he stopped. He could smell the scent of his prey here. What luck! Trapped! He sauntered over to the receptionists desk and looked down on the man, literally but not figurativly. "Good evening. I was looking for someone. My friend wanted me to bring her some money so she could go to dinner. Is Roxanne in?" The man nodded and gave Krieger her room number. He bowed and went to the elevator, selected the floor, and chuckled evilly. He got off and switched to infrared vision. Her footsteps were faint on the ground. He sidled up to the door and grasped the handle, pushing it untill the lock snapped under his strength. He closed it gently behind him and called out softly, "Here, pretty! I've got something to talk to you about.nyeh nyeh. Talk indeed!"
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2009 8:41 pm
Roxanna was in the entertainment room, out of view from the entry way, but the moment she heard the voice she quietly ducked down and slunk her way towards the bedroom, attempting to keep as quiet as possible as she made her way towards the bedside drawers where kept a loaded gun.
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2009 8:48 pm
Skulblaka Sol Makina ((sorry for the mind control, but plot stuff right? If you have a problem, let me know so I can change it back.)) Maya looked at Jarred steadily for a second, as if gathering her thoughts. "I'll tell you on one condition." Jarred waited and then nodded. "Ok. I can talk to stuff. I've always been able to. You probably don't believe me, but I can tell you stuff about yourself that no-one else probably knows, because your furnature is with you and sees what you do and hears what you say. Not only that, but living things also talk to me. For instance, that spider in the corner behind me has been raving about a fly he had not 5 minutes ago. Now....My condition is you shelter me and feed me while I use your house as an HQ for recon so I can find this Krieger. Oh and you might have to pay for some hardware, like hammers, nails, PVC pipe, and the like." When Jarred looked like he was going to ask what for, Maya raised her hand and stopped him. "I am a weapon smith, specializing in improvisatory weapons. IE: 2x4 and PVC crossbow. I have more faith in weapons I make myself than some I could get from someone else. That's all." She turned to the couch, laughed and then pulled a small bowl and rod from in her jacket, into which she rigged some strings and fashioned a guitar, which she started playing. "The whole deal was you explain or the security hauls you away, conditions be damned. I appreciate the outright statement of a super power and ghetto-rigging things, but you connected Roxanna to my home. Did you use your talky power, and if so, who all knows about it?" He glanced at the guitar. "Also we can just buy guns."
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2009 11:02 pm
Rook raised an eyebrow, stroking his chin.
"You can talk to things, hmn? Then you can be real, real helpful to me, as I aim to go after this Krieger character." He replied, drummming his fingers on his arms, "And being as we have you by your thumbnails, conditions aren't exactly something to be spouting off."
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