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 Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 4:10 pm
Poke. Molly reached out and poked his cheek. “ Now, now! No need to be so serious, ‘Kota.” She beamed at him and then went back to peeling her potato. She peeled a smiley face on it and showed it to him. “ Ah, I see! You know, I didn’t use the Twitters at all before I came here…Heh…I didn’t even have a phone as fancy as this one before here!” Molly tilted her head thoughtfully. “ It’s pretty high tech here.” Wait…uh…Molly paused, blinking as she stared at the Moon Hunter. “ You…posed…nude?” Molly looked worried. “… Are all the promotion missions like that?” She whispered. “… Aww!” Molly’s brows furrowed as she seemed in thought. She gave a long thoughtful hum, and then blushed a bit and coughed. “ Well…you’ll have to pardon me Dakota…because I’m not really a singer but…uh…” Molly tapped her knife against the potato she was holding before she got a rhythm and sang a song for him.
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 8:10 pm
Dakota....frowned as she poked his cheek.
And then did it again.
>BT
"I am always...Did you just call me 'Kota?" He flushed at then stared at her potato and just...if he could face palm.
She was so adorable, so ******** damn seriously ADORABLE.
"Same, My mom was a single mom and had me and my sister to support. I didn't have a fancy phone at all." He played with the potato peeler before throwing the potato in the pile of peeled ones and grinning. "High tech in all things that help us I guess. No outside world stuff though."
He stopped in the next peeling before nodding somberly. "Yes they are, be sure to send me a picture when they make you do it." he thought better before adding, "A picture of you nude, so I know you passed the mission."
He listened to her sing. Got up...went over and bent down to lift her in a hug. "Your like a little Irish tart Molly, so sweet it could cause toothaches. I got a real sweet tooth and...would love just to eat you up." He grinned before sitting back down. "When's your birthday Sweet and Petite?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 8:58 pm
“That I did! But hmmm…” Molly tapped her chin thoughtfully. “I think Koty would be a good name for you too! I like the sound of that. Koty.” She beamed. “Oh! Only if you don’t mind, of course!” She batted her lashes at him in a pleading look. A look that said ‘please let me call you Koty.’
She listened to him, making a small ‘oh’ face. It was always so interesting to her to hear about bits and pieces of other Hunters’ pasts, and as curious as she was about his family, she wasn’t sure if it was okay to just outright ask, so she left the topic alone for now. “I think it helps! We have a great way of communication with each other, after all.” Molly looked troubled at this news about…getting naked for promotion. But…she did see that piece of art with a nude Dakota and Marcus…oh dear. Molly wasn’t so sure she wanted to get promoted anymore. “Uh…A…alright…” They were all going to see it eventually anyways, right? Huh…
Molly worked on finishing the potato she had been peeling after busting out into a song, blushing a bit before she was suddenly lifted in a hug. The Misty let out a surprised squeal as her feet dangled off of the ground and she wrapped her arms around the Moon’s neck. Woah. That didn’t happen often. She laughed though, once the surprise wore off. “Thank you!” She chirped, and once she was set back down, smoothed out her apron.
“Oh? Mine? It was March 17th!”
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2012 3:00 pm
Dakota blinked at the nickname before looking down. He liked it, it wasn't...TOO bad. Better then Gumdrop. Though he liked Eva, he didn't not like her childish nickname for him....and it still didn't sound manly, no matter WHAT she said.
"I don't mind, better then some I've gotten. Better then the more colorful ones...." Dakota grinned at her expression, well he did say yes so...it was all for her now. "It's all yours Sweet and Petite, Call me whatever you like..." Cause its what he'd hear in beeeeeeed...
"No doubt, I like being able to send someone something and getting a response quick. I think they might've been better then Radio's...like those old school war movies? Imagine lugging those around to stay in touch? Thank god for this place." He laughed, "And its High tech supplies."
He laughed at her, literally just laughed at her response to getting naked before waggling his eyebrows. "Don't worry, Make sure Julie is the one you get to get promoted though, she's a hoot...sometimes. Crazy...but a hoot." He finished another potato and three it away.
After her song and their talk, and his sudden hug, he grinned as she made the cutest little girl sound and set her back down.
"Kinda of a shrimp aren't you?" He laughed before blinking, wow her birthday was close to his.
And then blinked again. Wait. Molly was irish wasn't she? Pure red headed irish breed, like clovers and green and her birthday was on the day called St. Patricks, a holiday known for celebrating Irish things.
"Molly...." He wanted to say something about all the Irish she was and just settled on, "Your just a true Tart with heart?" He grinned as he remembered some stupid Irish saying he picked up who god know's where.
"Happy birthday to you to." He was still pretty damn close and managed to take advantage of the surprise before....slapping her a** and grinning, moving as quick as he could away from anything thrown at him. "That's a birthday spanking right there, I get what...20 more?" He winked at her and stuck his tongue out.
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2012 4:21 pm
“ Oh wonderful! Thank you so much!” Molly cooed, clasping her hand together as she swayed happily a bit. Koty, Koty, Koty! She liked that. She giggled at his thought. “ Oh goodness, could you imagine all of us lugging around a briefcase that’s like our cell phone or a radio!” Molly mused. “ That wouldn’t be good at all.” She looked a bit uncomfortable at the mention of promiton missions again, but nodded her head. “ O..oh…alright….” Get Julie for a mission, huh? Okay then… “… Sh…shrimp?” Molly looked down at herself. Did Dakota need new glasses? She wasn’t exactly a uh…petite girl…and she was 5’8”! But maybe when you were 6’3”, everything was short. The Misty looked up as Dakota said her name, and waited before blinking. “… Heh…um…I guess so!” She laughed a bit, and then beamed “ Why thank yo—“ Then she got her bottom slapped. Molly squeaked rather loudly, and couldn’t help but look simply scandalized as she stared at Dakota with red cheeks and wide eyes and cupped her face. Did he just spank her!? Molly was 21 years old and she’d never been spanked in her life before! She had spanked her sister on more than one occasion though, if she got too bratty…but oh…oh. Someone was being a naughty young man. Someone also had a birthday too, and you know, her papa always did say an eye for an eye. By the time Dakota turned around to see where she was, Molly was gone. Her knife and potato were on the counter, which may or may not have been a good thing. But…it was probably a bad thing though, as Molly came swooping in behind him and-- WHACK. Cracked a wooden spoon right across his bottom. Girl swung around a giant lance for a weapon. You do the math. She also sported this look after returning the favor: 
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2012 9:58 am
"I can imagine like...Caelius doing it. Though he's on his cell phone all day, everyday." He paused, "I think he lives with it glued to his hand and ear." Grinning, he tugged on another curl. "Don't worry, Julie will treat you right." He tugged once more.
"Yes. Shrimp. Shorter then me, But almost half a foot shorter then him." He waved his hand after his little spanking and chuckled. Though when he turned to look at her, she was gone. Potato abandoned with her knife and no Redhead to be seen.
"Molly-" He yelped as he felt the crack of something on his a** before turning with tears in his eyes.
"Ow QQ." Was all he managed as he rubbed his butt, eyes narrowing on the ginger. And the look she gave him.
"Its on now Molly. It...is...ON." He kept rubbing his butt though, "Don't think I'll be able to sit for a week...Ow..."
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 9:45 am
Huh! Caelius was on it all the time, wasn’t he? Good point, Dakota! Molly did giggle at the shrimp thing though. Yeah, okay, she was shorter and her hair was red-ish. But Molly just smiled oh so sweetly at Dakota was be rubbed his bum. “ Seventeen more to go ~” She sang out to remind him, waving the wooden spoon a bit. She giggled then. “ If you can’t handle the heat, Dakota…” She paused. “… Then stay out of the kitchen ~ !” Did she just really…? Oh Molly, really? She looked at Dakota expectantly with her brows raised…waiting for a comment because…yeah. Just, yeah. She thought she was clever right now, all things considered.
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 11:46 am
"I don't think I want you paddling my buttocks anymore thank you Sweet and Petite.....And you exactly right." His eyes continued to narrow more.
"I can't handle the fire in here...." Dakota pointed at her hair, before taking a fleeting glance towards the exit.
He wanted to be able to sit for the next week.
"If you don't mind, and since I haven't found any cookies......I will take my overdue leave, don't you hit my on the way out Molly or I swear I will..." He was almost there when he stomped back, taking her hand and kissing the knuckles. "Pleasure to meet you as well. Hope we see a lot of each other later." He adjusted the glasses disguise he wore before high tailing it out of there.
BOTTOM INTACT
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 12:39 pm
Molly just smiled sweetly at Dakota. Oh Dakota…she had seventeen more to dish out. The young woman stood her ground, resting the wooden spoon over her shoulder like she would her lance as she just watched him.
Still smiling as he started to retreat, but blinked as he came back over and took her hand and kissed her knuckles. Cue blushing. A lot of it. The young woman squeaked, and was successfully rendered surprised and couldn’t even tap Dakota’s bottom with the spoon again as he fled. She looked down at her hand, and then laughed before she returned to peeling her potatoes.
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