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 Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 12:22 am
Ignoring that he was being chastsied he continued to fight back against the chair, this other one was loud and annoying not to mention USELESS. Rolling back the other way he felt the wood slide against his back and when he could no longer feel it he tried to lift up only to hear..
CLIK CLAK.
Snarling again he took ahold of the center peice and pushed against it another long drawn out crack was heard as he did as he did before and used a clawed foot to hook onto and push against a chair leg.
C....rrrraaaaaaaCCCCCkkkk, and a second peice was sent sprawling onto the floor.
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 12:28 am
Luthor dropped the piece of wood he held and hurried forward to catch hold of Pepper, "S-Stop! Your gonna break it all up into nothing but pieces!" He said, tugging on him. If the chair ended up as nothing but a heap of bits they were gonna be in even more trouble. One piece could be an accident, shredding the chair on the other hand...
The second piece was broken off to slid off in a random direction adn Luthor started to tug on him again, "No more breaking!"
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 12:35 am
Pepper only snarled as he felt Luthor try and stop him he lashed out...as per instinct his eyes were wide his pupils narrowed he was not having fun..in fact the whole senario was starting to freak him out. His attack was wild and missed though he wasn't trying to hit him but more to get him to back off.
Throwing his weight into it he felt the chair lift a bit as he tried to scramble back onto his feet. The weight of the chair won this tug of war though as it dragged him back onto his back.
The sound of wood hitting the tile was loud, but he tried it again, scrabling to lift himself . Lucky and unluckily the to front legs had been ripped off, and thus no resistance was offered when he finally managed to sit up.
Then again...there was nothing there to stop it from toppling on top of him either.
A shriek of pain or rage ensued as the chair...hung inthe air breifly only to come down upon the kid. Now what was worse? being on his back? or having his legs hit by a chair?
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 12:42 am
It was official... the chair would never stand again Luthor thought himself, watching as it fell forward to get in an attack on the kid that had broken off two of its legs... and he did his best not to laugh again, "Your... not very graceful... are you?" He asked as he walked over to pull the broken chair off of Pepper, giving a little sigh, "Not very bright either... how could you get beat up by a chair?"
He knelt down to look his legs over, wondering if he got scratched or bruised up, a little worried he might end up all bloody again if he didn't stop fighting with the chair, "You don't look like your bleeding anywhere." He murmured, glad for at least that.
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 12:47 am
Finally free of the chair he scrambeled back as if wanting to be as far away from it as possible. And....he went and hid under the bed. Two glowing golden eyes could be seen as he peered out. He was lucky it was deep enough he could slid in with no problems. If he had that much trouble with a chair...a bed would own him.
The chair was broken....chewed upon and looked rather worse for wear...and the tile was rather scuffed up from where his claws has scrapped against.
There was a low growling sound coming from under thebed....and it gave a new term to monster under the bed.
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 12:51 am
Luthor spent one long, drawn out moment starring at the chair... the poor dead, dead chair... and then turned around to where the other kid had disapeared too. He could see his eyes under the bed but that was about it... and there was growling coming from there as well. Luthor gave a shake of his head, "Sheesh... gonna hide now?" He asked before he walked over and sat down next to the bed, looking under it, "How long you gonna hide?"
He lifted up to look over at Almas, giving a sound of relief, he was sleeping deeply... maybe because he worked so hard and because of how much he'd been through today, Luthor hoping and praying he wouldn't wake up yet to find the dead chair hadn't hurt either it would seem.
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 9:54 am
More growling continued as his eyes narrowed he then reached out a hand and clamped it on Luthor's ankle. His grip was tight though not anything that was life threatening. Perhaps it was showing his distaste at being laughed at or that he really was beggining to dislike this one that kept laughing at him. Who knew what was going on in that brain of his.
But soon another hand clamped onto the same ankle his fingers were abnormally long and they seemed to easily fit around the tykes small ankle. He gave another snarl though he didn't...do anything. He just continued being growly.
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 2:57 pm
Luthor gave a squeak when Pepper reached out to catch hold of his ankle, eyes going rather wide when his long fingers wrapped around him. He lenaed over again to look at the other boy only relaxing when Pepper did nothing more but catch hold of him.
He reached out to run a finger tip curiously over the strange skin that the other boy had, "Neat." He murmured, seeming to be for the moment oblivious to the fact that petting and inspecting a growling Pepper might not be the best idea but... it seemed he was just growly. Something he'd done a lot since waking up so maybe Luthor had just gotten used to the sound.
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 10:24 pm
He was being touched...then again he was holding onto the other one...so it wasn't like he could do much. His grip tightened a bit, a part of him wanting to shrink back under the bed and away from the prodding another wanting to strike out against the unwanted touching.
Giving another final warning growl the boy pulled himself forward, closer and closer to the ankle he was grasping and then pausing only a moment...sniffed the skin, then opened his mouth.....and....bit.
He was biting rather hard....though not hard enough to draw blood yet. What had brought about this? Who knew. Only Pepper did and why he wasn't even sure about.
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 10:28 pm
Luthor gave a jerk of surprise, eyes going quite wide when he felt teeth on his skin. His body went side, his gaze turning to look at all the bite marks in the dead chair before he turned back to Pepper, "Hey... no... biting." He murmured, reaching out catch hold of some of Pepper's hair, "No biting me."
He didn't like this one bit, didn't want to end up with as many bite marks on his skin as that poor chair had all over its legs. He wanted to get those sharp teeth off of him... stupid Pepper! Didn't he know that biting wasn't nice? Luthor gave a huffing sound, "Let go." He told him, trying to keep from panicking though he felt like he might if those teeth bit in any harder.
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 10:42 pm
Feeling his hair being pulled he gave a grunt and yanked his head back in retort. He didn't like that one bit, not at all and his response to the pulling of hair was another n** before he released his hold on the boy and withdrew back under the bed. His claws leaving bright red lines from where he had dung in as he let go.
It was apparent that Pepper had no intentions of moving from under the bed once he managed to yank himself free of Luthor's grasp.
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 10:46 pm
Luthor refused to cry even a single tear as the claws drug over his skin, leaving behind the red lines... the only thing he had to even out the fact that he had gotten scratched by the demon boy under the bed was the hair that was left behind in his hand. He looked down at it before shaking his hand, dropping it to the ground, "You are just like a cat." He muttered, he even scratched and shed like them!
Luthor got up to his feet as he glared at the bed for a long moment... trying to think of a way to get back at Pepper for scratching him like that. An idea came to him after a time... and he crawled up onto the bed and went bouncing across it.
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 11:05 pm
You have never seen something bolt as fast as he did as the bed's underside began to rumble and move. Though he managed to get back out from under the bed instead of fleeing like it seemed he would.. he scrabbled on the tile turning as his claws scratched their way across to find grip...and was now be lining his way towards Luthor.
Lips drawn back in a snarl he lunged towards him...half missing the bed and was forced to claw his way up.. it was apparent he was intent of getting to Luthor...and quite possible harming him.
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 11:09 pm
Luthor gave a little giggling sound as he watched Pepper go scramble out from under the door, flailing about, claws scratching on the tile. He blinked a couple times when he saw Pepper rushing back his way... he gave a littl squeak sound looking back and forth before he grabbed one of the pillows off the bed and threw it at Pepper hoping he would attack it instead of him...
Mental note... the demon boy didn't seem to have any sort of sense of humor at all did he?
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2009 6:40 pm
Pillow met the face and then the pillow met the claws and though it cost him his precious hold of the sheets, feathers soon erupted from the pillow. The floor seemed the best place for the massacre to continue. The sound of fabric tearing another gush of pillow innards into the air.
Using teeth soon became a nono as he didn't like the taste of feathers, but his claws on both hands and feet made quick work of the pillow. Shredded pillow casing and the pillow itself were everywhere, and breathing as if he had forgotten his primary objective for a moment he then started sneezing with all the feather down hanging in the air.
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