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Baneful rolled 2 12-sided dice:
5, 10
Total: 15 (2-24)
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 Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2017 2:00 pm
Lawrence was practically draped against Melvin as he pursued his neck, finding it hard to think, hard to focus as he found himself pitched into a situation he couldn't quite deal with.
"It kills." he said, and that word was one he liked.
"It'll make mincemeat of you pardner, turn you into jerky." he added with a far easier grin.
And he tightened the talons around him.
HP:38
Dmg: 9
Charge: 3/3
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2017 2:29 pm
Partner. Melvin narrowed his eyes, watching Lawr as he continued to bite into his ear and feel the talons crack against his shield, sinking more against that resistance coating him like an egg shell.
"Would it? Plenty can kill. Would you want to see that? The husk of me drained of all the filler? Would you still savor my taste then and chew me into shreds?"
And then he pushed his back against the talons, testing their grip. If he let go, what then? And if he noticed a struggle?
His mouth left his ear as he leaned back more, hands moving down to slip to rest against the waistline of his hips.
"It only kills those who don't eat. The others hunt to curb that need." And he squeezed hard until he could feel his fingers strain against Lawr's muscles. "So who is going to eat first?"
HP: 50
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2017 2:54 pm
"I wouldn't want any harm come to you my lil' man." he crooned, smirking. "All this talk of eating, you'd think you were starvin' or somethin."
He didn't seem bothered as the claws were pushed back, still breathless but with a keener, colder sort of focus in his eyes that bordered on amusement.
Nor, did he seem phased as Melvin squeezed against his shield hard enough that he knew it would have bruised otherwise. "Sounds to this cowboy like you are offering to swallow."
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2017 3:06 pm
"Very much. I'm famished." He said with a smile, watching him and taking one hand to pull at the collar of his shirt to peek down.
His attention did flicker up at the word, feeling warmer at what he hoped was an offer. "What a kind, merciful cowboy to leave a man wandering the desert a wholesome drink." He said with a smile.
"And what waterskin would you offer me?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2017 3:35 pm
"Just about the most rare and refreshing one on all the trails in all the world pardner. And probably just in the nick of time, cause to me, now I think about it, you really are lookin' like a man in need of an oasis in a desert."
"I'll be your oasis if you'll come on a ride with me."
And both of his gauntleted palms came to rest on Melvin's behind.
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2017 3:36 pm
Smiling, he leaned in to kiss him. "I'll ride whatever you want, cowboy."
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