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 Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 3:19 pm
Zar couldn't help but be puzzled at TG, but on some level was happy simply to have someone with an interest in him. He had a lot of questions too, but those were also something that Zar enjoyed, questions you could neatly address one by one and feel accomplished once you did, neat and orderly. " My mother is indeed hot, she takes tremendous pride in the fact, I do not think that just any demoness could have broken the wall of ice that is my father let alone proved themselves worthy of his time and fear expenditure towards a pumpkin. She appears in various magazines, we had many around the home. They did not have much text in them. Her friends range in ages similar to her I would imagine, some are very old though of course do not look it. As far as silverware is concerned most of their piercings are in typical places, you know, ears, lips, nipples genitals."
He tapped his chin with a claw. "The human was simply a project of mine, my mother would not condone it - I did not kill her after all. And finally, my name is Zar. Pleasure to meet you TG."
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 3:40 pm
TG just stared with wide-eyed wonder and awe as he was told the best snippet of a great story ever. His smile, which could go from one pointed ear to the other, spread out to show the many sharp teeth he possessed, and he listened with full and focused attention.
...so cool...
..So Cool...
"Ahhhh, you're so cool!" He whined, sitting down on the armrest and holding his horns as he thread his head back in anguish. "Why couldn't I be born to a Succubus?!" He whined to the Almighty Jack.
Dropping his hands he huffed. "All I get is bankers and here you get to struck with hot mommas all day and get your mom to hook you up while she bounces around. I bet I've seen her too somewhere." Probably in the vast library of dirty mags he owned.
"There's no eye-candy in banks." He huffed, typing Zar's name into his phone.
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 3:50 pm
"I would trade in a heartbeat." he confessed. "The whole situation has left me quite torn between two extremes. My father is very much a businessdemon, he runs a business which he is adamant I will inherit and is equally adamant that I will become suitable to inherit it in the first place. My mother would rather I came to work with her and learn her particular trade. I do not feel I am particularly cut out for either."
"You have probably seen her around I should imagine. She typically goes under her working name, Aura. I know she does a lot of work for Hornz, she is where I inherited my own endowment." He tapped a horn with his claw. "I'd rather be in your situation. And I would not disregard the eye candy potential in banks, my mother is always saying some of the kinkiest demons you will ever meet work in the most tedious sectors of work."
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 4:19 pm
TG's head swam. "Au~ra?" He knew that name well, and he wouldn't admit that Zar's mother had gotten TG through many a teenage, cold, night. Instead, he hoped that by sticking around Zar, he could hope to attend one of these wild parties and meet her - and maybe some silverware-d friends.
At Zar's concern, TG frowned. "Ah, I see. You're an only child or are you the eldest? I'm a only kid so my dads want me to work hard to prove which bank i can handle." It wasn't a nice set up, but he didn't need to bring out the more grim details of his existence in his fathers' business world.
"Can't you just be....what is it your dad does? Can't you be that and just have some fun on the side? That's what my dad does. Never with anyone from the bank even if you say their are kinky ones there. I never get to meet them." Then again, he didn't have full access to the banks and was usually tutored or kept in various areas of the house.
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 4:38 pm
"Only child. My father believes in selective investment, he didn't want to destabilise his company by having many children competing to inherit it. He didn't really take into account the possibility that maybe his offspring wouldn't much care to lead anything. Because that's just it. I don't particularly want to do what he does." His tail curled about him defensively. "But no one ever asked me what I wanted to do, I was always simply told."
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 4:42 pm
TG stood up, claws curling to hold his chin as he thought over what Zar said before leaning against the demon boil's shoulder. "Well, what do you want to do?" He held up his hands. "Deal with your dad's company.." He held up one hand as if holding the concept like a ball. "...or hot tits?" He said, holding the other hand and giving it a little squeeze.
He grinned.
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 4:50 pm
Zar looked from one hand to the other, tensing up just slightly at the contact from TG leaning on him, he was still suspicious of other people in many ways, but the other boil seemed earnest enough. Thinking about it, he reached up and tapped the tits hand with a claw. "That. I should think. Easier said than done. I am already conditioned quite significantly the other way."
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 4:55 pm
TG let out a snicker that he covered with one claw, but then broke into a full cackle. "Not conditioned enough if you went for tits!" He laughed, slapping the boil on the shoulder as he leaned off him. "The rest is just fun and games, and I do love me some games!" It was, in a way, a long history with his kind - aside from the less pleasant accounts of minion-work that imps put behind them.
"I have just the business I'm working on for fun and games. We can get all the lovely ladies and the hot action here if we work together. You can be part of my crew." He offered.
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 5:12 pm
Zar actually smiled, a very rare thing all considered, showing his teeth. "Well they are certainly worth appreciation, though any beautiful body is as much a work of art as the most eloquent novel" TG's enthusiasm was contagious though and it was hard not to get caught up in it. "I have never indulged in much fun or games. I will have to defer to your knowledge in that matter to start out with. I should be happy to be part of your "crew"." He had never really been a part of anything, it was a thrilling prospect.
"Though I would hope it isn't a crew that restricts itself solely to ghouls, there is action as you put it, to be found everywhere."
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 5:19 pm
TG just rose one of his thick, dark-red, eyebrows, and gave Zar a look. "Uh, sure. Whatever. Do what you want. More for me." He said, and flopped to sit back down on the arm rest, his tail curling and uncurling as it swayed behind him. "Give me your number and I'll get you in our next project."
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 5:27 pm
Zar fished around in the recesses of his jacket and produced an expensive looking phone, rhyming off his number. "I've never had to call myself." He tried not to think about Nuru as he eyed the now blank background that had been a photo of them both. He needed to move on, as the boil seemed to have. "I must warn you that I am not very useful for a great deal, whatever charms come naturally to others of my kind don't yet come quite so naturally to me."
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 5:33 pm
TG waved it off. "No biggie. I'm sure you're more than you think. I don't associate with trash." He jotted down the number into his BlackScary and his Eyephone, and tucked them back into his coat pocket. "If anything, you can help assist in some other way." Though TG tended to keep track of the seeds.
"And if you need to, you can just take lessons from me." He beamed up at the boil, confident in TG's own abilities to woo the ladies. "You stick with me, kid, and you'll be in Titsville in no time."
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 5:37 pm
Zar smiled earnestly. "I'm always willing to help at least, however I can. And I will have to see about those lessons."
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 5:40 pm
TG hopped off the chair, moving across the chairs to the ashy table to blow it out before picking up the valuable mail he left there. "Then welcome aboard." To which he hopped down and with a wave, walked off.
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