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 Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 11:58 pm
J a c k i e
Jackie Stripe shot a look at the umbreon, showing daggers in her eyes. She was a professional fighter. She could wreck any of these pretty little faces if she wanted to. The skuntank clenched her fists, hearing her knuckles crackle as she cracked them with her thumb. Her arms remained at her side, stiff. Jackie wasn't really in the vaporeon's face. She was a few feet away from him. About twenty two inches away. The skuntank watched as the umbreon came between her and the vaporeon, threatening her.
Jackie glared at him, her purple eyes showing anger. This boy had nerve. Threatening her. She could probably kick his a**. But he wasn't worth it. Yeah, he was hot. But honestly, she didn't care. The skuntank snarled. Normally, a guy wouldn't threaten a girl about hurting her. Jackie growled at him. Her mohawk covered a single eye, but her eyes looked sorta as if they were glowing viciously. "Watch yourself. I may be a girl, but doesn't mean I can't kick your pretty little a**!" she threatened him.
This umbreon was quite territorial over his eeveelution friend. Whatever. Calming herself down, she took a few deep breaths. Her eyes closed as she counted back from five. Jackie's face softened. 5.....4....3....2....1. She was calm now. She looked to the two eeveelution friends and sighed heavily. Taking a few steps back, she stared at the two. Defensive. Jackie remained silent, until she muttered and apology. She knew her shrink would tell her to apologize if he was right here. The skuntank remembered what he did to make her apologize after her Jackie bomb. She shivered at the thought of the terrible thing he did to her to make her apologize.
( jackie is a bit of a b***h. and has anger issues. sweatdrop )
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2010 12:34 am
 I'm not here for your entertainment
You don't really wanna mess with me tonight
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He didn't care if she was a woman, he had fought women in wars, a woman can fight just like a man can and if a woman did something to deserve getting hit, he wasn't afraid to hit her. When she tried to act tough, he got the feeling that she believed her words. Maybe the girl could fight but that didn't make Dendera helpless. Not only was the man skilled in hand to hand combat but he also was packing around weapons that he would use without a second thought if it came to self defense.
"I dare you." he spoke slowly, taking a step closer to the woman to show his complete lack of fear towards her. "You get one swing if you do, make it count." he spoke completely seriously, to make sure that there was no doubt in the girl's mind that he meant every word of it. He didn't shoot at anyone just for the hell of it, and he did value human life. But if a swing was made at him or at Silas for that matter though it seemed she would rather swing at the umbreon now, he would gladly knock her out, either with his fist or the butt of his shot gun.
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Just let me have my fun
I'm not here for your entertainment
I was fine before you walked into my life
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2010 12:55 am
"He's a beautiful monster" "You're a knife, sharp and deadly"  
Silas was...surprised? Stunned? He couldn't really get his mind to make sense of what was going on other than the fact that a fight could possibly erupt at any moment. He'd never seen someone act that way in front of him when he was involved, and he'd never seen the Umbreon quite as serious and territorial as he was now. It wasn't registering too well in his mind, and it was taking longer than usual for him to sort everything out. For now he decided to skip over the fact that the man was defending him, and looking so protective, that was the hardest part for him to understand. So, instead, he skipped to thinking about their situation instead. They came to the house to settle Dendera's 'issue' with the rumors, the woman came here for her own reasons but they were similar in nature, she was looking to do something in the house as well. No one came here to fight, not that Silas ever really minded a fight. But, a strange part of him that he couldn't make sense of didn't want to see the man get injured, even though it was obvious he could take care of himself.
"I don't mean to ruin your 'fun'," he started, speaking up after a moment and setting a few fingers on the man's shoulder lightly, "and as much as I enjoy a good fight..Didn't we come here for another reason." Silas glanced over at the man as he finished speaking, his expression calm. Inside he was still feuding and annoyed, but he knew their time in the house was just beginning and it wasn't exactly wise to have some sort of 'show down' in not only an abandoned house, but an old one. The house wasn't exactly 'solid' and 'stable' everywhere, though the fact that they were on the first floor did help some, unless there was a basement beneath them.
"And it's me that you cut into" "But I don't mind"
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2010 1:14 am
J a c k i e
Jackie Stripe listened to the Egyptian. His red eyes were cold and defensive. He seemed very protective over his friend. She kept a calm expression over her face, but her blood was boiling. She wanted to come here alone and these people were here. Jackie clenched her fists tight, her white painted, sharp nails digging into her skin. They were claws, pinching the palm of her hand.
Jackie felt he was protecting his friend and was willing to hurt her. A professional fighter. One who had kicked many people's asses. Huge men with bulging muscles. She did mean her words, but she remembered to calm herself down. Jackie had been taking anger management classes, but they weren't really helping. Especially with this idiot. When he took a step towards her, her purple eyes stared at him.
Jackie smirked at him. He was just waiting for her to kick his a**. He actually wanted to feel her punch. The skuntank shook her head. She didn't do dares. Jackie knew by the strong slim body of the Umbreon, she knew he must be a good fighter. Maybe a challenge. Turning to the Vaporeon, she took a step back, smirking slightly. "Your friend is right. I don't have time to play these childish games," she said, turning on her heel. Jackie began to walk away, ascending up the stair case. She had jewelry boxes to raid.
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2010 5:37 am
 Aefes Colim ------------- I'm 'bout to make you do the walk of shame,
you never thought you would...
Time is ticking, halters skipping, ready to move
feel like my logics lifting, head is spinning out of control!
You've got my body twitchin', thirst is quenchin', ready to go It didn't take long as they stood there for a noise from up stairs to be heard, suddenly making his hair rise for moment until he saw it was just a mortal. A very angry one at that, & merely watched as two more others joined them while also noticing someone he hadn't even seen before which made him jump slightly, about to question when he got there, but got cut short as a flamed fight insued. Instead his eyes wandered back to woman, whom at this point wanted to smack as well & he wasn't even really that involved. It seemed her temper just rubbed off on everyone else around her. By some sort of miracle though he bit his tongue & kept quiet, even as she turned tail & left. After she was gone though he returned to smiling brightly. "Geez, what crawled up her cooch & died." Aefes chuckled at his own comment, but made point to look over the others there before glancing to Thea & then looking back at the Sableye through the darkened room.
"Uhmm... Why don't we get going as well, I'm aching to find out if these so called ghosts exist." The Feebas spoke with his usual cheery expression & made way to Salem slowly. It seemed that idea of his wouldn't quit, especially since there were more people here now. It made it all more exciting to him. The excitement of being caught. It seemed the idea wouldn't settle 'til he had his fun, but he had to find some way of doing without Thea knowing about it. Either way, Aefes also wanted to findout about these so called life taking ghosts, thus why he even came here to begin with. Once he was at Salem's side he stopped briefly to look at him with those same hungry eyes, then continued on his way up the opposite set of stairs the woman went up.
(( Fffff- Gosh I actually leave early for the night & come to friggin 11 new posts in here! D8 ))You got my mind in the gutter when we touchin' on each other,
rollin' round under covers blowin' kisses like we're lovers,
I like the way you taste when your all up in my face,
bodies touchin', minds corrupting, cause my mind is in the gutter
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2010 6:03 am
Ｔｈｅａｄｏｒｅ "Ｍｉｍｉ" ------ Thea's slate blue eyes looked up at the Combee briefly as she tried her best to cheer her up, but much to her dismay, Thea was just a coward, plain & simple. She knew full well this wasn't anything like a game, & even if it was, she wouldn't be playing it. Instead her face turned back away from Miyabi's & looked to the floor again with a frown. She just wished she could be brave like Miyabi, but with low confidence like hers there was no doubt she wouldn't be able to pull it off. Being a coward her whole life didn't help either. After all she'd become accumstom to it. Again the Combee spoke up, but said something that seemed quite unlikely. Destroying a curse with an anime dance? Silly...
The thought didn't linger though as an angry woman came out & started hollering over them being there, only making Thea's trembling worse as she cowered further into the Combee. She never did like yelling, it only reminded her of all the fights in her family that only led to worser things, & all the hollering from her sister directed at her for no reason at all. So when all the hollering ended she was more than glad & opened her eyes again, briefly looking up Miyabi, only to glance towards Aefes as he commented & then mentioned going their way now. The red head merely nodded, waiting for Miyabi to follow after the Feebas with her. ------ ◯◯◯
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2010 7:28 am
 《♠Taroro ℕezumi♠》 ___________________________________________________________________ __ _ _ _ _ _ _ It wasn't exactly his idea of a fun day. The place was spooky, creepy even and it was all that Haunter's fault. He had dragged the boy here, telling him that they were going to go to somewhere fun and exciting. Unfortunately for the boy, he fell for it and ended up in this deserted old mansion. Not only that, but at one point of time, they had gotten separated from each other. The reason for how they got separated was still unknown, but once he had turned his head around, the man was gone.
Taroro was used to the dark since his work hours usually ended at night and considering how poorly lit the streets were, he was pretty much used to it. However, this was a different story. The atmosphere of the place just sent chills up his spine, making his hair stand. This wasn't right, the boy wasn't supposed to be afraid of anything and this was just a whole bunch of superstition. He sulked, annoyed to admit that he was lost in this so called 'Haunted Mansion'. His vision in the darkness wasn't as good as the Haunter's and he needed the man to move around safely.
"Why did I even bother..." The boy mumbled to himself, feeling agitated by the thought of the Haunter who was probably busy scaring people right now. Still, this place seemed to attract many curious souls, he was sure he could find someone to accompany him, somehow. The mansion wasn't that big so there were probably people in every room or maybe something else. The thought was kind of disturbing to him and it didn't make the 'stroll' in the mansion any more pleasant than what it was already. The boy stared at untouched objects, their colors were fading and dust had already set comfortably on them. He dared not even touch a single object in sight, fearing that it might move something or break something. Maybe even worse. The best way was to hopefully find his way out first. If there were any. ____________________________________________________________________________ __ _ _ _ _ _
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2010 10:25 am
xxxxxxx► c σ м в ε ε ◄ ▍ ｈａｃｈｉｍｉｔｓｕ ▍ ► ＭＩＹＡＢＥＥ◄xxxxxxx
Miya wasn't worth much on consoling people, and as Thea continued to hide in her sleeve, she was busy looking over all the dusty decorations that lined the walls. She absentmindedly followed Aefes' lead, ignoring the commotion that had come from the strangers inside. More people meant more challengers in this event, and Miya took her role as an explorer more seriously. "I hope they do, then we can debate things out, like whether or not they have feet, and why do they like this house so much, isn't it kinda dark?" She wasn't interested in, of course, the larger questions about life, but instead found their supposed appearance amusing. She set about peering into every relic, hoping to seek out where they hid. Miya also had no qualms about poking things, which she did every now and then, dusty or not. "Do you think they like haunting vases or mirrors more? I think I'd rather be in a mirror, you can peek at people that way. It's rather squished in a vase, don't you think?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2010 10:33 am
J a c k i e
Jackie Stripe ran up the stairs. Hopefully, they would jsut leave soon. She wanted to search through the jewelry boxes and drawers in peace. She was annoyed by the fact that they had to come here the same day as she. Her mohawk bounced as she bounded onto each step. As well as her breasts. Her shoes made a soft clicking sound as they pressed against the marble stairs. Once reaching the top, she gave a heavy sigh and then turned left, entering a hallway. There were many doors on the right wall, leading to different rooms. While the left wall held acrylic self portraits of people from many many years ago.
They creeped her out immensely. Turning her direction, she approached the first door. Twisting the knob, it broke, right into her hands. Stupid knob. Throwing it to the side, she took a step back. Raising her clenched fists, covering her face, she took a deep breath. She raised her leg and did a round house kick, knocking down the door. The door broke off its hinges and left splinters flying in the air. It wasn't hard to kick down. It was quite ancient.
Jackie stepped inside, standing on the broken door that was stiff on the ground. Her purple eyes wandered. It was a nice bedroom. But it reaked of dust and death. Gross. Jackie turned to the king sized bed. The sheets were made of cotton and silk, beautifully hand crafted. There was a nicely carved vanity a against the wall, near the foot of the bed. Its mirrors were distorted and faded. The skuntank glanced at the painted portrait that hung over the bed. It was of a beautiful woman in her early twenties. She had silky, curled, golden locks and wore a beautiful necklace of ruby. The portrait must be the owner of this room.
Jackie smirked. She walked off the door, hearing it rattle slightly from her weight shifting from different sides of the door. She moved to the vanity, looking into it. She could barely see her own reflection. Jackie smirked and then looked down to the medium sized jewelry box. It was made of beautiful maple, carved with calligraphic leaves. Her eyes glistened with greed as she opened the wooden box. She looked inside, finding many rubies and pearls. Jackpot. A sly grin swept across the Skuntank's face. She took her backpack, removing it from her body. Unzipping it, she pulled out an empty duffel bag. Pulling it from the bag, she opened it.
Jackie's hand took the jewelry box, and dumped the jewelry inside. If any got broken, she knew a guy who fixed jewelry. The skuntank then tossed the little handcrafted box into her back pack, sorta liking it. Zipping up the back pack, she tossed it onto her back and gripped onto the handles of the duffel bag. Jackie then moved on to the next bedroom. But it was the bedroom of a man. She did, however, find solid gold pocket watches and golden cuff links. She also found a golden tooth. How odd.
Jackie continued this raid for four more bedrooms, tossing beautiful and rare jewelry into her bag. The skuntank then came upon a bedroom of a little girl. About six. She had a large jewelry box with lots of jewels and necklaces made of pearls, rubies, diamonds, amber, and many other gems. Jackie continued to grin, showing her sharp canine teeth. Pouring the jewelry into her bag, she chuckled darkly. Looking back up at the vanity, she saw a little, old, dirty, antique lamb made of wool and cotton. She smirked. It looked cute. Must be the girls. Taking the stuffed animal, she walked out of the bedroom of the little girl.
Jackie held the stuffed lamb in one hand, and the duffel bag in the other. As she walked down the hall, she tripped on the rug. She could of sworn it lifted. The lamb tumbled out of her hand. Jackie looked to the duffel bag. It was fine. She sat up and attempted to push herself onto her feet. Then, a sharp pain hit her ankle. "Crap," she muttered beneath her breath. Her ankle became swollen. Sprained. Jackie took the duffel bag and groaned. Pushing herself back onto her feet, she didn't place pressure on her left foot or ankle. She then felt hands on her butt, pushing her back onto the ground. Grunting, she fell back onto the ground. She heard a soft giggle of a young girl. What the hell?!
Jackie's purple eyes searched for who did this to her. Eyes full of rage. Then, her gaze softened as she watched the lamb stuffed animal, float in mid air, back into the bedroom she just came out of. Her eyes widened the shock. Taking her hands, she rubbed her eyes, making sure that wasn't an illusion. That was freaky. Was that the little girl in the portrait? No. That's impossible. There are no such things as ghosts.
Jackie was freaked out.
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2010 6:22 pm
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┏━━━━━━━━━┓ Taking a quick breath, Lumiente looked up to the top of the haunted house. He didn't know what interested him but after all that happened to him as a teen, a quick jump out of the dark would not fear him. Especially since he's always quick to attack, especially since all his favorite drama shows had at least one haunted house episode and of course they ended with the person seeming like an idiot. Except that one show where it was actually haunted...and everyone...
Gulping and just assuming that this haunted house was like MOST shows and childlike, Lumiente walked up to the door. He normally would of bought his motocycle but he decided to walk today. It was harder to turn around after walking 2 miles as opposed to riding a motocycle who's u-turn was much easier than actually walking. Fixing his headband and fixing his gloves, Lumiente could feel his temperature raise, which always excited him. New journeys weren't as exciting as the adrenaline rush he felt as he experienced them. Entering the door, he saw that everyone in the house was as normal as him...which calmed him down. Fewhhh...and I thought I'd be greeted by floating bloody bodies...guess I was over reacting Slightly more confident, Lumiente walked in with a little brovado in his step.
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Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2010 12:15 am
I'm not here for your entertainment
You don't really wanna mess with me tonight
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But Silas was right. Now wasn't the time for a cat fight and it seemed that the woman agreed as she went off her own way. He could assume she was here for some foolish reason, curiosity being the number one excuse around here apparently. Not that Dendera was a stranger to curiosity, just that his main priority here was a bit more urgent than that, at least that's what he thought. "Sorry." he muttered, an apology to the blue haired man, not to the woman that had just encountered his temper. He felt that he owed him that considering that he had been brought here for a reason and now the umbreon was getting distracted from that, thus wasting the vaporeon's time.
"I guess we should start looking for these...'ghosts'." Dendera announced to his companion, almost bitterly. He despised thoughts of the being used to toy with people, he simply did not believe in the super natural. There were other people there, they might have some sort of belief in spirits and the like haunting this place and so he would try to be respectful and not make too many remarks about his disbelief. He felt they were welcome to stick around himself and Silas if they wanted to, but didn't think that telling them such was necessary considering that they were all here for roughly the same reason.
As he had come to make a habit of doing, Den grabbed hold of the fellow eeveelution's wrist, leading him away from the entrance way in search of whatever was causing the supposed 'haunting'. He wasn't exactly a ghost hunter or anything but he at least knew how to search a building, browsing through the rooms and leaving no corner unsearched. There wasn't nothing particularly out of the ordinary that he could notice thus far, aside from the fact that such a fancy place was so abandoned and down-trod. He slipped his hand down to grasp the vaporeon's hand rather than his wrist at some point, subconsciously knowing that it seemed like he was treating him more like a child by dragging him around in that manner. But it was nothing more than a minor switch to him.
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Just let me have my fun
I'm not here for your entertainment
I was fine before you walked into my life
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Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2010 12:55 am
E r i s Eris, the Absol Gijinka, lightly bounded up the old steps of the 'haunted mansion' she heard of. She felt that this might be a nice place to cry and go emo without anyone hearing her. Maybe she would get kidnapped by ghosts. She only hoped. She hadn't smiled in ages. Eris sighed softly as she reached the final step. She the looked up, seeing a tall door with large knockers. Wow. Does a Giant live here? Eris's red eyes trailed down the door, then she noticed it opening. The loud moan of the hinges made her jump a little. It worried her that the door's hinges might break and the door would crush her. Squishing her flat.
Eris watched it moan as it opened. Then, a loud thud echoed as it hit against the wall, wide open. Seeing no one opened the door, she stared at it curiously. That's odd. Automatic doors? Did they have them back in the day? Eris shrugged and just walked into the lobby. Her red eyes widened with amazement. The mansion in the inside was beautiful! Despite the dust and cobwebs and creepy paintings. It looked so luxurious. Eris then heard voices, echoing in the mansion. Looking ahead, she saw a group of people.
What were they doing here? Eris noticed men in the group. The group was made up most of men. Her eyes widened with shock. She was sorta scared of men. Ever since...that day. She had feared men. But she is still attracted to them. Getting a feeling that some disaster was going to occur, now that she was around people. Eris just knew it. Something was going to occur. Then, she heard the jingling of glass above her and she looked up. Seeing the cobwebbed covered diamond chandelier. The chord above the lobby shook. Eris looked to the group, right beneath the chandelier.
Eris gasped. Then, the chandelier stopped shaking. It was fine. A heavy sigh escaped her lips with relief. Where ever she walked, mischief hid in her shadows. Waiting to spring out and cause chaos.
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Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2010 1:00 am
"He's a beautiful monster" "You're a knife, sharp and deadly"
Silas didn't bother replying, though took note of the bitterness in the man's tone of voice. If he had to guess why, that bitterness was probably because the Umbreon didn't believe in 'ghosts'. He himself wasn't really sure what to believe about them since they rarely occurred in his line of thoughts. But, if he had to say anything, it would be that there was always the possibility. He never closed himself off to those, unless they were proven wrong or fact already.
His eyes glanced at the others that had come to the house, as well, going over their faces briefly as he was suddenly dragged off by his wrist. At this point the Vaporeon was used to it, to his dismay. The man had the bad habit of pulling him around by the wrist like a child or rag doll. He always felt like protesting but knew it would probably be pointless. More often than not, they'd always reached wherever they were going before Silas could get out any of his complaints about the 'overly familiar' action. So, he just kept quiet as usual.
Now, though Silas kept himself open to possibilities, he was starting to find that he didn't much favor old abandoned, 'haunted' houses. Eventually, after some walking, his eyes were subconsciously darting around, looking for signs of anything that might jump out and listening for any sounds that didn't belong to him or the Egyptian. They'd gone through a few rooms already, and at some point he felt a warm hand in his own instead of on his wrist. The Vaporeon's eyes darted down, looking at the odd sight. Usually he'd jump straight to being angry, but at first he was..confused? No one had ever held his hand before, not like that. Even his parents had never done it when he was still very young. It felt strange to him, which was starting to be a common thing around the Umbreon, and he didn't know how to really react at first.
After being dragged along a bit further, his eyes still on their hands, he felt his cheeks get hot and found himself blushing again. Before too long he pulled his hand out, pausing in his steps, saying, "What are you doing?" It was a genuine question, and he was most certainly dumbfounded. He couldn't understand it, not that he hated it, it was just...well, he didn't really know what it was. He didn't get very far with his confusion, though, hearing a whispy and odd sound coming from close behind him. Silas stood straight up, his body going stiff for a moment as a chill ran down his spine, eyes a little wide with surprise and even more confusion. That was about the time that he quickly closed the distance between him and the man, wrapping his arms tightly around one of Dendera's arms and snapping his head back to where he had been standing. "Did you hear that..?" he asked, his voice unusually short of breath, eyes glancing around the lengthy hall.
"And it's me that you cut into" "But I don't mind"
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Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2010 9:50 pm
  and maybe....you're gonna be the one that saves me...
Salem laughed loudly at the rather upset mohawked female. She seemed rather psychotic to him. Women like this made him glad he was gay, he laughed at that thought. The skinny male just watched as she was quite roughly told off by the umbreon, who appeared to be quite the hard a**. Carrying guns around, and whatnot.
The sableye could see that this was going to be a very interesting night, but at least it was yet another chance to escape his somewhat hectic lifestyle, and hang around with that interesting feebas once again, there was just something about him that kept drawing Salem back...
The petite male climbed the stairs with the rest of the group, though he was getting a bit tired of just going where everyone else went, they'd never experience anything staying in a big group tromping around. Or so he thought, anyway.
 I miss your purple hair
I miss the way you taste
I know you’ll come back some day
On a bed of nails I wait
I’m praying that you don’t burn out
Or fade away
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Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2010 10:53 pm
Aefes Colim ------------- I'm 'bout to make you do the walk of shame,
you never thought you would...
Time is ticking, halters skipping, ready to move
feel like my logics lifting, head is spinning out of control!
You've got my body twitchin', thirst is quenchin', ready to go You know how hard it is to resist temptation? Really hard, especially when your staring it down, even glancing at it. But for the sake of not getting caught in front of Thea he restrained his self as they continued to wander the halls, peering into emptied rooms but eventually temptation was bettering him & he slowed his pace so Thea & Miyabi took the lead, & with his luck Miyabi would distract the Krabby. It was wrong, & he honestly felt like a jerk, but he couldn't resist any longer & at the right moment halted next to an empty room slipping inside to look around briefly before swiftly turning around & grabbing the Sableye's arm & pulled him in, not bothering to shut the door behind him. It was all part of the excitement after all. Or atleast to him. A soft giggle was released as he mowed the male over onto a large bed, & toppled onto him with a toothy grin. Just the feeling of the Sableye's skin over his own sent him into that feeling he had the night he was given ecstacy from the male. Chills ran up his spine while a fluttering feeling was busy bursting inside him. With a cocky grin he looked down over Salem with a hungry look in his eyes, & leaned down to feel the heat over his skin emanating from the Sableye. "Mmm, how about a replay of last night?" The Feebas murmured, his voice sounding smooth as it usually did when he was in need of feeding his hunger, then just as swiftly ran his tongue over Salem's neck, again chuckling a bit darkly as his hands didn't waste any time slowly roaming the males body. It was a mystery even to him how he could keep such a perfect figure like this, but knacked it all to he just had high metabolism. The nights he'd been sneaking out to be with the Sableye had usually been well worth it, & it seemed at this point that he'd be around for a while to continue feeding that never ending hunger of his. "But maybe an audience would entice things..." He murmured once more with a grin & softly kissed his collarbone.You got my mind in the gutter when we touchin' on each other,
rollin' round under covers blowin' kisses like we're lovers,
I like the way you taste when your all up in my face,
bodies touchin', minds corrupting, cause my mind is in the gutter
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