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 Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 4:34 pm
Viola saw the newly appeared lamp, and, registering it as tacky, moved it outside, holding it by the stem/length/whatever, placing it onto the ground.
Valentine was outside, and watched Viola as she closed the door and went back into the Escher room.
"I'm a fox demon diety, so I do have furry ears and tails. Nice longcat, bee-tee-doubleyou. Hey, my husband made some popcorn, but I hate the stuff, so, here. Get the salt off of it."
She threw some popcorn at it.
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 4:48 pm
Dimitri looked fro something that might give him a vantage point. He began too wonder, just how the gravity worked, he guessed that it pulled down of all sides so that meant... He ran up a set of stairs then looked over the edge, The whole laybrinth seemed too keep going as far as he could see. He aimed for a stair case anit above him, He jumped too it, he reached out and pulled himself too the underside uf that stair. he looked down...or up...or whatever. He stood there a moment, completly inverted. He didn't start seeing red or felt nausiated at all, which was a good sign.
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 4:53 pm
Viola began by swinging her handbag-purse above her head.
[[The shoulder strap is detachable, and has a thick chain underneath the leather.]]
She launched it at him; she intended the momentum to only lightly thwack him, as if it really was a women's purse.
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 4:59 pm
Dimitri looked in time too see the hand bag come at him. He quickly turned and fell onto his back, as the bag came down he grabbed it then brought his knife too sever the chord. He brought his knife down but the cord didn't cut. He swung again, again the chord didn't cut. What is this made of He thought.
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 5:04 pm
Viola went up to him, leaning over him.
"Oh, get up. It's no fun if you're lying down."
She took out her clutch-handbag and lightly hit him with it, though her using her fan would've done more damage.
[[XD]]
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 5:15 pm
Dimitri raised his arms and blocked the bag. He rolled too the side and off the edge. He grabbed the edge and swung himself onto the opposite side of the stairs. He righted himself then moced down the stair abit the swung himself too the same side as Viola, a few feet behind her. "It's no fun if you're standing still" He said.
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 5:19 pm
Viola pouted, and then, taking out her parasol, she aimed a short-distance hit at him [though it wouldn't hurt at all], going even closer to him.
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 5:32 pm
Dimitri raised his arm and blocked the attack. He flipped his knife around and aimed too slam the but of the knife into her shoulder.
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 5:37 pm
It hit, and she grabbed her shoulder with her hand.
"Owwww."
She intended to lightly jab him in the leg with her parasol, which she held in the hand that wasn't massaging her shoulder wound.
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 5:42 pm
Dimtri brought the knife down and crouched at the same time. His knife came down and knocked the umbrella point too the ground and kept it their.
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 5:45 pm
Viola's parasol went out of her hand at this, and then she held her hands up in defeat.
"Ah well. I took my bustle off--"
She pointed to what appeared to be a shopping cart without wheels placed onto the ground, with various weapons inside.
"--and since you knocked my parasol, clutch, and handbag away, I'm defeated. I can't do fisticuffs..."
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 5:50 pm
Dimitri looked at where she was pointing. He grabbed her parosol and stood up then held it out politly for her too take. The match was over, she had surrendered, so there wasn't any reason he couldn't atleast be nice about winning twice in a row.
((Yeah...dimitri's funny like that...he can crush a skull and laugh at it but if the person surrenders he is very merciful))
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 5:56 pm
[[If you were wondering why the hell she held back [besides the fact that she loves him]...]]
Viola took the parasol, and threw it down to where the 'clutch' was.
She stood.
"Gee, Dimitri. You won two times in a row. I'd expect you to get a reward."
Remembering how he did so when he ate the food, she unlatched his helmet and gasmask, and leaned over, kissing him on the mouth.[[/secretplan]]
[[Dimitri probably thought she meant 'monetary'. XD]]
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 6:24 pm
((Probally))
Dimitri's body froze, his hands fell too his side hanging losely. His brain had gone into a complete shutdown.
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 6:30 pm
[[[D'ohhhhh, he's so adorable. X'D]]
Viola embraced him as she continued to kiss him, the blush on her cheeks growing more visible.
[[She's practically making out with him and he's a braindead zombie XD!!]]
[[I think part of her subconscious wanted Wadsworth out of the room...]]
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