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 Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2011 8:33 pm
You kissed her? Both of Riley's eyebrows rose in surprise. How forward of you. Christof, I am even prouder. But, alas, I understand your worry.
She sighed, and brushed her fingers through his hair. Her nails scratched against the scalp in a scritching motion. But you must heed my advice. Worrying about the future, and your time out of this school, will give you no relief from your feelings. Live for this moment, Christof. You will not harm her. I know you won't. And if you do, I promise I will be there to punish you. Did her nails just dig in a little deeper?
But for now, enjoy the time you have here. While you can. It is all we have left of happiness, and it is meant to be enjoyed.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2011 9:59 pm
With each gentle caress of her hand, the hunchback seemed to tilt until his head rested on her shoulder, face still wrought with worry. He stiffened as her grip on his head dug into the seam across his scalp. Master says we are all just Parts. But I would never use her for Spare Parts. She doesn't really have Parts of her own to use anyway. He shifted, finally pulling away to wobble back to his feet again.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2011 10:16 pm
Good. I am glad to hear it. She watched him carefully as he decided to move away and get back up, curious as to what drove him to assume their conversation was now at an end. Have I completed your request for help, or are you just not getting anything from me at this time? She asked mildly, while sitting back up straight.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2011 10:28 pm
Yes... no... I don't know... The hunchback paced a few feet, back and forth with a whine, But... I mean.. if... if... hypothetically... if I were to... to... "Hrnn..." Pursue her... properly. I mean. Not... I mean not... for Parts. He knows all, he sees it, he'll see it and... and if he gets angry... I mean it is all fine and good to slack off and... and pretend your responsibilities don't matter here... well, I mean... I mean home responsibilities. I mean... but the price...
But... but I mean *hypothetically* if I were to... to... to try... I mean... I wouldn't even... know where to start. I tried to bring her breakfast afterwards, I know Master Barth likes that, and... and I've brought you your meals before and it always seemed to please you, I thought... but she hardly touched it!
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2011 10:31 pm
Riley watched him pace, and started to get a headache.
She is an undead, Christof. Riley reminded him. She does not need to eat. It may not be something she does often. Perhaps you should take her out on a.. date.
A whisper of a chuckle threaded around the thought of that last word without her realizing it. Something, ah, romantic. I hear Calder is good at planning those sorts of things. There was a bitter sound to her voice when she said the kelpie's name, but it passed instantly.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2011 10:36 pm
He snorted, wobbling back to sit again, at least, Calder... Don't want to speak to Calder. He is trying to steal my Master from me.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2011 10:46 pm
Now Christof had Riley's full attention.
He.. what? Elaborate.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2011 10:48 pm
He grunted with a strangled noise of disapproval, Apparently Master and he are... his nose wrinkled, still unused to the word, dating.
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 12:18 am
Riley stared for a long, heavy moment. What Christof didn't know, was that behind that silence, she was laughing to herself. She needed time to stop, before she responded again.
Well. Now you have even more reason to court Amrita, don't you? More time to yourself means more time to enjoy the delicacies of coupling.
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 12:19 am
His brows furrowed, glancing up at her with a baffled expression. Delicacies of Coupling, Mistress?
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 12:20 am
Riley's expression rose, just slightly, and her chuckle was deep.
You figure that one out on your own.
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 12:23 am
His brows furrowed as he tried to complete The Task at Hand like a good boy.
Something... about... it being delicious? I do not have a tongue, Mistress, I don't really know what things taste like...
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 12:25 am
Riley sat up very quickly, and grabbed both of his hands, pulling him up to her. Her voice sounded just a tiny bit anxious.
Shhh. I am serious. I will not discuss this subject with you. It's.. just.. shh. Go date Amrita. Enjoy yourself. All right?
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 12:28 am
He looked honestly hurt as she pulled him to his feet, and a touch confused, Why not, Mistress? I am not stupid! I am sorry if I have frustrated you in some way...
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 12:33 am
Frustrated.. Riley growled. That is one way to describe it. Just, it's something you should explore for yourself.
New topic, new topic.. aha.
Ah.. Christof?
She let his arms go and lounged back on the couch. You mentioned a previous recipient to these feelings of yours. Who was the lucky ghoul.. boil? Ghoul. She settled. Why did you not come to me for advice then?
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