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 Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 12:46 pm
No pain, no gain. She supposed that was true. There was a lot to be learned from a real fight that sparring practice simply couldn't relay. And the atmosphere of an illegal fight... she couldn't wait to see what that was like, though she imagined it could be a while before that happened. Devin was enough of a straight-shooter that he wouldn't stoop to such levels without having a desperate reason to do so.
"Well, you let me know the next time you have one. I'll cheer you on ringside." Her tone and her grin suggested that maybe afterward, she could even-- well, she'd leave that up to his imagination. No doubt, he could come up with more... exciting notions on his own. She was just there to provide a context for his fantasy, whatever that might be. It would certainly be interesting to know what he could do with a suggestion.
She laughed again and shook her head. "Oh, I can do a lot more for you than that," she replied. "But I'll do my best to drop by." Always a pleasure.
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 12:55 pm
"How kind of you." He laughed, "In that case I'll be sure to put on more of a show, and then you can see what I am really capable of without having to get pummeled in the process. Everyone wins." He caught on to her faint implications and made a mental note to think more deeply on it later, but for now it would be too distracting. One thing at a time.
"Well by all means if you would like to, shall we say, offer me your services, feel free." He purred again, not bothering to stifle it this time. He didn't need to worry about being too forward with this one, that was for sure. "Stop by any time you like, I'm sure that Naomi will appreciate me having a good influence." He joked, his tail wagging ever so slightly.
"Who knows? Maybe your human will get along with her." He shrugged, "Not that it is of any consequence if they don't. Still, it would give me more excuses to look at your pretty face." And pretty everything else, but he decided to leave that out for now.
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 1:16 pm
"Everyone wins," she echoed in agreement. No doubt, it would be beneficial to see Imnir's fighting tactics without having to be on the receiving end of them. Just to get a more comprehensive idea of what she would be up against the next time around. And if it would help inflate his ego to have a pretty girl sitting ringside and cheering him on, then all the better, and Seven would be more than happy to acquiesce.
A good influence? Seven thought she was hardly that, but she liked a bad boy from time to time. And her services... she chuckled inwardly. Not a bad euphemism. But first he had to beg for those. She wasn't that easy. Not by far.
"In that case, I'll have to bring him by." Getting along in human terms probably didn't mean what she had in mind. It was probably a good thing. Devin wouldn't know how to have fun even if the pretty lady fell into his lap. Who knew, maybe Imnir's human could change that. Then she'd be doing a good deed, and getting her share of fun in the process. Not a bad deal.
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 7:23 pm
"It's a date then." Imnir smirked, "Maybe while they are talking we can talk more about what exactly you have to offer me. My standards are pretty high, you know."
He flicked an ear to one side as he heard Naomi's voice coming from inside the house. He sighed and turned to look, and she was making some fuss from behind the window, probably upset that there was another Mokai in the yard with her 'poor hurt little Imnir'... What ever. If she felt like having an issue about this, she could feel free. He decided to ignore her for the moment.
"Such a handful." He laughed, gesturing back to Naomi with his paw. "Nothing I can't handle of course, but you know how it is I'm sure."
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 7:32 pm
"Nuh uh, soldier boy," she quirked a brow. Not that easily. "That's something you'll have to figure out on your own." And there were plenty of ways for him to do that. A girl had her needs too, and Seven wasn't taken enough with Imnir to ignore hers for his. He wasn't the only one with standards.
Her gaze flitted to the window, ears pricking momentarily with interest. A clingy-type human, then? She wasn't sure. The only thing she could tell at this point was that Naomi had enough love for Imnir to drive him crazy in public. But that was the problem with macho men. Seven herself had no problem soaking up all the affection Devin could throw her way.
"Oh, there isn't too much to handle with mine," she said with a smile. But that was probably only because her method of "handling" was more proactive than anything. All she had to do was channel her inner cuddlebug before Devin got too clingy, and then she had him eating out of her paw for the next several hours. "He's more low-maintenance."
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 7:52 pm
"Playing hard to get?" Imnir raised his brow at her, "I guess I can do that, if it would make you smile for me." He chuckled, never growing tired of his own charm. He was honestly surprised that he had never done it this much before. Wonder what that could be about.
Imnir heard the door open and Naomi begin to approach, apparently she wasn't asking this time. "Looks like it's time for me to be leaving, there is another lovely lady who needs me right now." He winked and began to wander toward Naomi, tail high and wagging slightly. He allowed her to bend down and give him a hug before he let out a soft whine and pulled toward Seven, trying to communicate that he was friendly with her.
Naomi glanced at the female with a confused look on her face, unsure what to make of the apparently injured Mokai in her yard. "Are you two friends?" She asked, getting a quick nod from Imnir. "Well you can play some other time when you are both better. Go on inside, Imnir." Imnir reluctantly obeyed, sending one last wink at Seven as he did so.
"Now you had better get home too so you can rest." She said to Seven, striding across the yard and opening the gate for her.
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 9:00 pm
And that was her cue to leave. Hopping to her feet, Seven made her way over to the opened gate - a much improved entrance over the trash can. Humans. So confused; so adorable. With a small purr, she rubbed herself up happily against Naomi's leg, almost begging for a pat. But without waiting for a response, she broke into an uneven trot while keeping minimal weight on her bandaged leg, and made her way for home.
Today had certainly been productive.
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