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 Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 9:30 pm
*Ashton murred then bite onto Patch's leg, he didn't wasn't him to move, he was comfy and almost in snooze land. Taking a deep breath he grinned, looking up a bit but still biting onto Patch's leg. He was in a frisky mood and wanted to kill again, but he was so comfy he didn't want to move. Making this decision was getting him a bit frustrated so not meaning to he bite hard onto Patch's leg growling a bit.*
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 11:39 pm
*Being gnawed on by Ashton was something Patch was accustomed to, and he couldn't help but smile at the Ashton's playful grin, however Ashton had a tendancy to bite a little too hard and as soon as he did.* Biting too hard. *Patch said softly, tapping Ashton on the head, not hard enough to really be painful, but just enough to sting for a few seconds. Rubbing his leg where Ashton had been biting him he glanced down to meet his eyes.* You have sharp teeth you know? If you would rather sleep sitting in the floor, I don't mind staying in the chair. But if you bite me again I'll move.
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Posted: Sat Nov 11, 2006 7:29 pm
*Ashton whimpered.* I'm comphy, but you sitting in a chair isn't compy if it's going to be all night. *Taking his time, he finally got up and offer'd a hand to help Patch up.* Manager? What are you going to do tommorow while i'm gone?
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Posted: Sun Nov 12, 2006 12:12 am
*Patch took the hand Ashton offered, thinking a moment.* I know you want to watch me work on the one downstairs, so when your out tomorrow I'll set up the case for the new displays, and have supper ready. *Letting his arm drop over Ashton's shoulders he led him upstairs to the bedrooms, Patch's room, like everything else he kept, was spotless, but comefortable.* Would you like to stay in my room? *He offered, setting his notebook and pencils down at his writing desk.*
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Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2006 7:59 pm
*Ashon nods, wrapping his arms around Patch snuggling him. He clung to him until Patch had to change for bed, then he crawled under the covers to get warmed up, waiting for his manager to come join him.*
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Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2006 9:02 pm
*Patch ever the neat freak, folded his dirty clothes before putting them in the haper, and pulled his pajama's from hangers in his closet. He set his glasses on top of his notebook then walked over to the bed. Patch laid next to Ashton opening his arms to let him snuggle close to him again.* Good night, Ashton. *He said softly, taking his partners glasses and placing them on the nightstand.*
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Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 1:53 pm
*Ashton smiled in Patch's warmth.* Night Manager. *He clung onto patch's shirt yawning.*
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Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 2:18 pm
*Patch smiled as Ashton clung to him, letting his mind rest before finally falling asleep.*
*In the morning, Patch awoke before Ashton, however he knew trying to get out of bed without waking him wouldn't be possible. So instead he laid still, gently stroking Ashton's wing.* Good morning, Ashton. *He said softly as he started to wake.*
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 8:24 pm
*Ashton just yawned so compy for once in the morning. He looked up at Patch and grinned. He murred a bit as his wing was stroked and got up to all fours crawling up face to face with Patch, leaning up over him and licks his cheek.*
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 9:02 pm
*Patch smiled lightly,* I'll take that as good morning. *He reached up and gently scratched the back of Ashton's neck. Knowing how much he loved to be pet.*
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 9:33 pm
*Ashton only murred as he was petted and started to snuggled against Patch affectionetly only to start to nibble on his ear.*
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 10:14 pm
*Patch shifted so they were both more comefortable, gently stroking AShton's back and placing a soft but loving kiss on his forehead, more than happy to let his partner have his way.*
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Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2007 2:37 pm
~Scene Skip~
Mae can add in whatever she pleases later...
~*~
*Ashton lay'd across one of the desks yawning a touch, things were slow and he didn't feel to much on killing at the moment. Blowing his bangs outa his face he let out a long drawn sigh, and lay'd his forhead against the desk as well, adjusting his wing so it would feel better. It was odd having 4 kids, let along giving birth to 4, he thought to himself, if he ever had more kids, his manager better have them, he didn't like it one bit.*
*Erik was usually like his father pat, so clean and sweet, yet he was so different compared to his parents. He hated everything on their lifestyle. He hated the killing, suffering but most of all the blood, it made him queezy and sick, but he wasn't afraid of it since he was around it so much, it just the sight and the smell of it made him nauseated. He preferred to stay out of the way and sit in a clean area, drawing sketches or trying to help his daddy pat with ideas, though he wouldn't take any part in it what so ever.*
*Collen was the strange one of the family, he took after his mother mostly but in such an odd way. He'd be all neat and clean, so civil for the most part, then in a snap he'd be so twisted and insane, ripping things, but mostly victims apart with his bare hands. No one knew about his awful side until one of the victims tried to kill one of his brothers, then he went in a fury and killed the victim, blood everywhere and once it was over he'd just sit there and cry, hugging onto his sibling for comfort.*
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Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2007 2:56 pm
*Patch walked up behind Ashton softly stroking a hand over the wing he had just so carefully moved.* Bored? *He asked, walking around his side and leaning against the desk, gently touching his mates cheek. He glanced around the room watching their children for a moment.* Now see aren't you glad I didn't let you have your way for once? *He gestured over to where the kids were, lightly expressing his point.*
-*-*-*-*-*- (I'll give them colors later)
*Avarice's normal pose seemed to be with his arms crossed, he was more interested in how something worked, he wasn't worried about if harm or good should come of something, just how it worked. He adjusted his glasses and walked over to his father book shelves picking up a larger volume and opening to a page, tilting his head as he read on.* You know most advances happen when people are fighting one another? *He asked no one in peticular.* I wonder why that is.
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*Baston Raphael was what you could call the quiet one of the family. He didn't seem to have much to say on the world, yet, and prefered to sit quietly observing things. He had yet to so much as touch a blade other than at dinner, and still seemed more intune to follow along with what his siblings were up to. Getting bored with the things they were up to at the moment he quietly walked over to their mother, sitting in the floor next to Ashtons chair and looking up for a moment, before mimicing his fater in gazing at his siblings.*
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2007 6:33 am
*Ashton looked up at Patch and nods agreeing, moveing closer to him and leaning his forhead against his back, reaching over and wrapping an arm around Patch's waist.* Next time you're having these lil pimples... *He murmuered in Pat's back.*
*Erik spotted his brother Averice, then looked around quickly to make sure he didn't see anything gruesome on the way to Averice then ran over to his big bro and wrapped his arms around his waist, hugging onto him and leaning his chin on his shoulder, to see what he was reading about.* Ne Ne Avi-chan? What doesn that mean?
*Collen was still a bit flithly, his sleaves now having dried blood on them seeming as if he was emptying his mother tub for him, useing both hands to pull the plug, yet he didn't get it that way he wouldn't mention how it really happen. He had a blank expression across his face for once as he walked over to his little brother Baston and sat beside him, soon leaning his head against his shoulder and frowned.*
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