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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 3:27 pm
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She lightly walked along the surface of the water, eyes transparent and yet headstrong on the object that had caught her eye. The walking on water technique, something traditional and yet useful in situations such as these. Vayne's billowing cloud hair would seem to laminate behind her, an eyebrow raised as her rapier would aim for her brother's throat, pausing him mid-swim else he wished to devote his life to speaking with pencil and paper. Her eyes were downcast to him, and as he looked up he'd take into view the feathered cravat that remained in a fluffed layering about her neck line and covering what would expose her chest, the simplistic lace shorts that prevented anyone from really determining her gender. It was quite clear she found being completely exposed... belittling to herself. Chin raised she would speak darkly, " Hath you lost your tag? Clearly I hath naught granted you such ..." Lowering to meet his gaze her finger would jerk his chin up, fingers grasping him mercilessly as her furrowed brows made it clear she was angered with him. " And to whom's bed were you eluding to? " She'd whisper to him, fingers brushing his lips as she pushed herself back upright, " Speak with thane's silver lips.....i'll grant ye my audience before thou's debt is due in full" Her sword would not falter, neither the venomous glare cast to him as she would remain with her lips pressed firm in a sign of content. Their resemblance to ne another seemed near impeccable to disregard the fact that they were birth right twins.
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 4:23 pm
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" Swine less need speak what is already in stone of your character...Vanity" She was unphased by his words, he was disappointing her and how she did not enjoy being disappointed. Even as he attempted to deliberate with her his innocence, her gaze of ice did not seem to come undone. Vayne knew her brother, she knew him better than he allowed himself to believe she could have. It was nearly her own fault to entrusting him to understand commitment, but lessons could be taught to anyone. Now if only he'd open his ears to listen, that was where her issue began to brew. Such disloyalty he'd shown her, and yet she could not bring herself to harm him to the point of jeopardizing his life. Morbidly she would look to him, rapier's place being led stray from his throat and lingering on the center of his chest as he began to pull away that the strings that kept her long shoes sturdy. He was only provoking things, injuring her in the weakness that already had been reserved for him alone. How she found no use in being restricted in what she had brought to claim. Finally she would express some form of pleasure, lightning would strike within her crystal optics as her swords would suddenly fling past his face, littering his cheek with a fine shower of untamed silver threads. " Luster is not nasty...She is what will defend thou and thee...." He'd hear the quickness in which her blade was sheathed, it's metallic resonance seeming to create ripples on water's surface. Her leg was lose and soon her shoes would be lost in the drifting warmed waters about them. " To not accuse ye would bring me much misfortune...." Her right foot would release the chakra in timed breaths, lowering her to him in a graceful plunge as her hand would catch his wrist, " Oh? How delicious such days had been in our splendid youth...." Kindly she spoke to him, but her actions meant otherwise. Forcing him against the granite of a small stone that lingered in the midst of the springs, she would keep his wrist above him with a single hand, " Speak another lie.....Taunt me, I must enjoin this act..." Her gaze kept with his, hair making a trailing along the water's surface as her eyes kept a dull lackluster on the situation .
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 5:41 pm
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The flustered voice of uncertainly he would dispel would bring the corners of her lips to uplift. This what she wanted, whether he spoke truth or fault, hearing this alone was coaxing her pride at ease. Even though she loved him, dehumanizing him was something she couldn't dismiss in her short list of things she beloved out of life. Yet it was ruined with his next line, a quirky look of equal confusion and skepticism was present. Did he just...moan? Her lips would purse, resisting temptation was not her best suite but she would be resilient for this once. Still, her gaze must soften. She could not look to him with such determent as she had. Then his hand would transverse upon her, gaze being led down to it before returning sharply back upon him. The pink veil to her face not allowing her strength to derail, " Oh? Then I suggest you stop living in the.......GAH!" The kunai would quicken like wax upon her treasured fabrics, unveiling her raw. Immediately her arms would come to cover her chest, pushing back as she submerged herself neck down into the waters. " You witch! How dare you ******** unclothe me? Hath I given you permission?! Do you take me for some clown to dance as you gain?" She looked to him with a serious expression, the one now in panic her own as she would feel the water for her blade. Damn it had drifted a bit, and she felt much to ashamed to show the world the truth in her clothing. Alas, the accursed female body. She would muddle in her own depression suddenly, murmuring to herself how she would destroy every ounce of perfume she found in his room.
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 7:37 pm
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She'd roll her eyes on the comment of there mother. Holding herself tighter as she would only feel discouraged at the very statement. Compare her to that thing? The mongrel, she'd drill him into hell if she had one chance to gain her blade. Still she would childishly simmer in her rage, cheeks filled with air as she looked away from him. That trademark scowl never ceasing to make her rage known. Yet his touch would bring her to quicken her gaze to meet her his own, sharp eyes no different then the angry jaws of a great white shark. Ravenous, ready for a frenzy and yet she allowed such actions to be permissible. He could do this to her, she could not say no to him. It was something she was incapable of doing. She felt as though they were one whenever they touched liked this. Vayne would take this as an invitation for an apology, although she found it hard to reclaim her dignity in the ridicule of her true form. Whatever, she was only with the more questionable of the two after all. People fell into a stupor when they witnessed him and it was even more a disaster when others presumed her a lesbian when they took intimate company before others. Preoccupied with coaxing her pride she'd be unaware of the kiss until it landed, They'd be kissing alright, but her hands would to his throat, grip tightening as he would be forced to rely on her own breath for air. Oh no, she couldn't end this argument with him winning. That just wasn't right.
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 11:04 pm
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