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 Posted: Thu Oct 14, 2010 5:25 pm
Zain, shovelling a strange and seemingly indigestible mixture of cocktail sauce, coleslaw and hoi sin into his mouth, didn't reply.
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Posted: Thu Oct 14, 2010 5:28 pm
There was no need for a reply, because Alexi had taken off the instant she caught whiff of the chocolate desserts. Taking a small plate from the side of the table, she began piling on the sweets. She hoped her eyes weren't bigger than her stomach.
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Posted: Thu Oct 14, 2010 5:31 pm
Harata had situated herself by a wall, between the stage and food. The exit was still in sight, naturally, and she was far enough away from annoyances.
Now, if she could just get up the courage to speak to somebody.
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Posted: Sat Oct 16, 2010 2:59 pm
and so they approach...   And Storm, a minor glamor charm placed on him to change his appearance slightly, Stepped into the hall, completely unprepared for what he saw.
This was the first time he had shown himself around the order since Coline's disappearance, and he had simply trained with Gwarn for the last week or two. the place had changed exponentially, made The days feel like they molded into forever, being away from everything. Being away from the priestess... How could he have done that to her..
It was pointless to dwell on it.
Storm Scoped out the Ball, and sighed... These gaians seemed to simply swarm in at the first notion of a celebration. Made him feel alienated due to the faiths of his homeland. By Torm, he thought, This is rediculous...
It wasn't long before His charge walked in behind him. Gwarn looked very regal and proper, yet he still hadn't mastered blending with the human crowds. Turning heads as they walked through the crowd, they made a beeline for the concession stand, carefully watching out of the corners of their eyes for a certain combat instructor and her followers. But all the while, Storm searched for Lorika above everything else. "where is she?" he muttered, under his breath.
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Posted: Sat Oct 16, 2010 3:25 pm
"oh storm, stop being such a melodramatic... The night is a celebration. live it up a little." he cleared his throat, a very bestial sound, if you were used to it even, and continued."who knows, you may even enjoy it." Storm shot him a deathly glance. A salmon fillet in his hand, Gwarn stepped away, into the crowd, tail twitching in anticipation of the party at hand. And really, the music wasn't all that bad either.
But then... Something caught his attention. Something was fishy in here... He could smell it. Looking at the half devoured fillet, he shook his head. that wasn't it, he thought. he followed his nose, stalking through the crowd until he spotted exactly what it was. A bathtub? hmmm.... a slight purr escaped his throat. He had yet to be noticed by the occupants, who were a pair of delicious looking mermen if he had ever seen any.
Slowly creeping up behind the duo, he casually dropped a line to the one eating.
"oh my, I do think I have found the most well groomed fish in this sea," his tail flicked back and forth, and his eyes widened as this hunt came to a close...
He placed his hands gently on the merman's back, before he could possibly have turned around, and slowly began something most mortals never had the pleasure of acquiring. A rakshasan muscle Massage was something most couldn't handle... and other's couldn't live through.
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Posted: Sat Oct 16, 2010 5:23 pm
Zain showily licked the last dab of cocktail sauce off his outstretched finger, settling back into his tub after somehow putting away a volume of unhealthy food that would've made a sumo wrestler's face blanche. He stretched the entire length of his body, or at least the parts of it not being squished by Shinichi, and then snuggled up even closer to his mate. He closed his eyes and nuzzled into the cushion of Shin's hair, and anyone watching may have readily believed that the boisterous merman was about to give everyone a well-deserved break and take a nap (even if his bathtub was inconveniently blocking one of the buffet tables, leaving him unconscious seemed a highly desireable option).
"By the way," he whispered to Shinichi, eyes still closed after several minutes, "I'm totally gonna screw you so hard later. Just so you know."
Or not.
It was shortly after this that an unfamiliar, bestial voice, very quickly followed by a pair of unfamiliar, bestial hands, broke through his rest.
"Why yes, mysterious stranger! Chi-chi does indeed look very well gr- grr... grooo... trrniiighh...."
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Posted: Sat Oct 16, 2010 5:33 pm
"Yes... hmm, your too stressed,my good merman... far too many nots in your back," he said, his hands presed into the muscles and cording of the merman's lower back. "Maybe after i'm done and your a bit more tender we'll see just how tasty you really are... I've heard a lot about your kind." The rakshasa said, eyes almost glowing as the words drifted from his feral lips. "I know a perfect place of which we might be able to see...."
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Posted: Sat Oct 16, 2010 5:42 pm
"Wrrrrrgh," Zain replied.
Massages were meant to be pleasurable, but the look of contorted, excruciating pain on his face, and the fact that he'd gone in seconds from being a perfectly coherent (if mildly irrational) human being fish man to one who appeared to be experiencing a severe stroke told a different story. If help didn't arrive quickly, it seemed Zain may be ready to go from sampling the menu... to being part of it. Who'd have known Thomas' morbid prophecy would come true?
And really, who would have wanted it?
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Posted: Sat Oct 16, 2010 5:50 pm
"Awww, it seems my fishy friend has had enough..." with a shallow pout and a slight purr in his voice, he walked off. His voice trailed behind however.. "Perhaps next time, you may be a tad more interesting to play with, but now, i do think Something a little more along the lines of my own kind will provide me with what I need,". And now, without any reservation he pulled a flask of vile smelling alcohol from his jacket and began firing the putrid liqiud back. Licking his lips and leaving a toothy smile behind, he returned to Storm and started prying as to the whereabouts of Oz.
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Posted: Sat Oct 16, 2010 6:00 pm
Zain stared off into the distance for several minutes after his would-be hunter abandoned the nerve-rending massage. Then, as if emerging from a catatonic trance, his paralysis dropped away with a sudden, violent full-bodied shudder, and Zain started to attention. He held out his hands and looked at them,felt at his flesh, his scales, to make sure he was still alive.
His face contorted again - this time, with rage.
"What - the - ********> he bellowed. Shifting around ferociously in his bath tub and semi-dislodging Shinichi in the process, litres of water splashed onto the ground as he rolled over onto his stomach. One arm pointed accusingly at the back of the beast. "YOU! Explain yourself!"
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Posted: Sat Oct 16, 2010 6:05 pm
Suddenly stopping his search for the pesky kitchen aid, the now tipsy Gwarn halted in his tracks and turned his head over his shoulder, his eyes following, to the bathtub with the now very angry merman. HE turned completely around then, and slowly padded over to the prince. "I simply grew bored with your short ended will and lack of resolve oh, *hic* reverent one," his grin was wide, and his cheeks were almost visibly flushed. "Did you enjoy the massage? I could continue if you like..."
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Posted: Sat Oct 16, 2010 6:11 pm
Oh god, oh god. A brawl already, at the beginning of the night. Zain's pointing hand curled into a fist. With his other, he drew up his mop, holding it level like a jousting lance.
"I'd like to see you try, you stinking animal!" he spat, brandishing the 'weapon' as if daring him to come nearer.
Somewhere beyond the immediate crowd, the door to the stairwell opened and shut, as the unfortunate Oz, who had been hiding nearby, presumeably ran for his life.
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Posted: Sat Oct 16, 2010 6:22 pm
And at this point, Storm Stepped in. ""Gwarn!" he yelled, pulling the beastly creature's attention away from it's 'prey'. "What the hell do you think you're doing? Are you trying to end this party on your own?" by the gods, how could Gwarn be this much of a pain? "Excuse me, Sir..." he interjected, bowing to the prince. "I apologize on his behalf for any and all inconveniences... I can assure you right now that Nothing of the sort will happen again." He cleared his throat, winding up for a second pitch. "I also promise you that my charge, Gwarn here, will be properly discipline-" He was cut off. "No! No.. No Shtorm! I'm not gonna let this royal Assh tell me that washn't the besht masshashe he'sh ever had! and to prove it, I'm jusht gonna do thish!" Having finished his flask, it was clear to all that were observing the spectacle that gwarn was more than tipsy at this point. And he jumped right into the tub, swatting aside the weaponized mop, And leaned over the princes escort, Kissing the prince, full on the lips, sinking his feral tongue right down the merman's throat.
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Posted: Sat Oct 16, 2010 6:32 pm
The immediate crowd, who'd been watching with interest, gasped at this new development moreso than any other that had passed before. Zain, meanwhile, was left floundering like... well, like a fish, as the cat man, who'd just molested his body, turned to molesting his mouth.
Zain, however, was not the helpless little ball of goop he'd been while his nerve centre was being assaulted. His face crossed with fury, he thought about biting down hard on the cat's sandpapery tongue, which was viciously acquainting itself with his tonsils, but thought better of it. Didn't want to get blood all over his faaabulous shirt and capes, of course.
Fortunately, those well-trained muscles of his weren't just for show. So instead, he gave the impudent beast a hard, straight-out punch in the crotch, and then followed it up immediately with his other hand with a firm kung-fu style thrust to his under-chin, intended to thrust his mouth-rapist up and away...
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Posted: Sat Oct 16, 2010 6:36 pm
(( Storm had to run, but he said that Gwarn is now forced off Zain. Lmfao ))
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