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 Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 12:23 pm
Andrew's attempt to help had certainly been taken the wrong way. His arms dropped to his sides as they steped around him. He ignored the guy, and the girl for that matter, and came up to the other side of the drunken taur. He took some of the weight of the girl, his arms straining with every step. He kept his eyes forward not wishing to see the expression on the girl's face. He muttered in a matter-or-fact tone, "I'm Andrew..." and waited intently for her response. She's probably going to have me killed! If she doesn't do it herself. He chuckled to himself, quickly glancing at her before looking away.
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 4:26 pm
Grumbling, and eyes narrowing to hard slits, the female said nothing and refused to look at the boy.
He's probably hormonal and wanting to get some tail. She let out a scoff of distgust and picked up her pace.
How pathetic. What female would want to do it with a scrawny thing like him.
Thoroughly enjoying this, he leaned his head down to look at the boy upside down.
"Annndooo.. nahw tha'sssa cyoote nammee." he chuckled deeply, his eyes shutting as if to let the name settle in his mouth.
Nodding a few times, he leaned his head onto Andrew's shoulder, and attempted to whisper but ended up blurting out some of the words.
"'ahm Vlllladaaaameeeeerrr... ann.. *hic* `ahm suure ya can gett some o` thissss taill roight hurr..." his hand patted the back of Priscilla's little deer body again. Grinning in a peverse manner, he added "`sss noiiceee `n plumppppp" a few teeth now showed as he began to laugh.
Priscilla's hairs stood on end and her eyes peeled all the way open as Vladamir grouped her like a plump pheasent. Gritting her teeth, she gave a rough punch to his gut. A blush barely tinting her cheeks.
"SHUT UP, YOU DRUNK!"
Wincing a bit from the punch, he laughed less now, and let his head sag forward.
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Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2009 1:40 pm
"Vladamir eh?" he let the name roll around in his mouth, trying to pronounce it the way he thought the drunken taur said it. Vladamir was running his mouth and upsetting the girl. "I don't think you should keep talking about her like an item..." but he was too late as he was punched in the gut. Andrew winced at the sight, she was truly a force to be reckoned with. He shoved Vladimir playfully, "I'm not looking for any tail," he blushed slightly and laughed, "And at the rate you're going, you aren't going to get any." He laughed much harder now, keeping his eyes away from the female. His hooves crunched the dry leaves as he quickened his pace to match the female's. "So what's your friend's name? I don't think she wants to tell me." He smiled and turned his he toward Vladamir.
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2009 9:16 am
Grinning and chuckling coyly, the male left his head to hang foreward. Shaking it to detest, he sang, "Oooh noooo, `ss quoiite alllrooiiigghthttt..." Tossing his head back with an obnoxiouslyand sudden laugh, he caused the two `taur to probably back track a little. Sighing, he leaned his head back onto Andrew's shoulder. Smacking his lips together a few times, he glanced at Priscilla, then up at Andrew, back to Priscilla, paused, looked back up to Andrew, and kept repeating this for quite some time.
Finally he snirked and bursted out laughing. Pulling his head up, he gave a rough pat on the opposite side of Andrew. Waggling his eyebrows at the boy, he attempted to whisper but ended up talking louder than room volume "Sooooooya are int`rsted in tha merrrchanndise, suur? `Ah knew it!!!" Letting his arm to get a tighter hold on the purple Centaur, he pulled him closer to once again "whisper" to him. His eyes were a bit more serious this time.
"This, m'booyyy.. `s Prisc-lla.. she's got a noice little toight bodehhh.. soo that meansss more fun intha sack.." He bellowed a mighty laugh again.
Totally ignoring the two, she simply kept looking foreward and trudged on.
Not even once did she blink for her focus was just on getting this drunk fool back home and going home herself. The boy would be easy to shake off, so she had no worries of him. Plus, if worst came worst, she could just distract or kill him. A sly grin picked up at the corners of her lips at the thought of that. Her humor rather dark.
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