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 Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 7:09 pm
Micheal smiled at him, his eyes drooping slightly as the drugs and alcohol begged him to let his body lay down to sleep. Only then would the mind-hazing effects be completely removed from his system. He liked the Cookie Master joke, it made him smile but he didn't repeat how funny he thought it was.
He bent down and stuck his whole lower body into the cabinet by the stove, pots and pans clattered as he moved them around with little coordination. "Ow!" He bumped his head as he pulled himself out of the cabinet, large cookie sheet in hand.
"Oi'm an animal!" Morgan declared, the overly-large incisors in his smile growing even larger and his eyes flashing with the collected bits of the fading sunlight. Yellow and green reflections in the growing darkness.
His dirty blond scruff of a beard started to grow thicker, the color changing to a dark ruddy brown. "An' Oi'm 'ungry. Can'nea say fir whot jus' yet..."
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 7:45 pm
Kira smiled, watching Micheal.
"Don't hurt yourself now.." he teased. He took the sheet from Micheal and sat it on the counter. He watched Micheal move, smiling to himself. The fallen angel fasicanated him.
"come on Cookie master." He nodded. "Show me the ways of making the tubbed cookies."
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 8:55 pm
Micheal grinned stupidly and grabbed a knife that was much too large for the task at hand. Either way, he managed to cut the tube of dough into little disks which he placed almost neatly on the pan. It was obvious that these cookies were something that he often baked when...well...baked.
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 9:06 pm
color=darkred]"Oi'm an animal!" Morgan declared, the overly-large incisors in his smile growing even larger and his eyes flashing with the collected bits of the fading sunlight. Yellow and green reflections in the growing darkness.
His dirty blond scruff of a beard started to grow thicker, the color changing to a dark ruddy brown. "An' Oi'm 'ungry. Can'nea say fir whot jus' yet..."
"Hu..hu..hungry?!?" FIore all but squeaked as his eyes widdened before narrowing to slits, he had had quite enough "I am NOT food!!!" he hissed as his eyes slited and his own fangs grow longer as did his claws. he began to bite and claw peices out of Morgan's arm and chest as he fought "you can't just eat someone without at least asking!!!" he hissed as he fought
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 9:06 pm
Kira chuckled, stepping back to watch Micheal.
"Little large for the task don't you think?" He asked, shaking his head. The knife looked like something for steak...not cookie dough in a little plastic container. He laughed to himself that Micheal would try this.
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 9:35 pm
Micheal shook his head, "Na-uh...I'm havin' trouble seein' th'other knives. They're all tiny." He handed Kira the tray. "I'mma go lay down while they back, you wanna come with me?" He yawned. "I'm sleepy."
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 10:36 pm
Kira shook his head and chuckled. Micheal was entertaining to say the least. He walked over and set the tray in the oven and turned back to look at the man.
"Umm...sure.." He was taken aback from the question, but sadly...he was growing attached to the fallen angel.
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 10:43 pm
((*waves hand in the air* question! is it just me, Kusabi and Craid that are in this?))
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 10:50 pm
Micheal didn't make it to the bed, he hit the couch and he was completely out. The scent of sugar cookies was pleasant as the darkness and shame filled him. God...maybe if he was lucky, Kira wouldn't hate him. Maybe if he was lucky then he wouldn't be there when he woke up. Micheal couldn't face him, he knew he wouldn't be able to.
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 11:03 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 10:40 am
Kira followed Micheal, his wings still folded behind him.
He stretched and a smile forced itself on his lips.
"Tsk tsk..to much to drink." He sat down, leaned back and drummed his fingers on the couch. He was now stuck with making sure the cookies didn't burn
He looked over at Micheal, studied his face, his hair. How his chest rose and fell with each breath. "Heaven..."
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Posted: Sat Jul 01, 2006 2:19 pm
((I'm here, sorry I didn't post before. Sorry I didn't see your post Zay.))
About an hour later Micheal woke up, he didn't open his eyes and he strove to keep his breathing even and deep as if he were still asleep. Was Kira still there? He hoped he'd had the good sense to go on home. Just grab his keys and leave. A moment of careful listening dashed that vain hope, he could hear the other breathing and he sighed mentally before forcing his eyes to flutter open as if he'd just awakened. "K-kira? What are you doing here?" It would be best if he just pretended he didn't remember anything, it would give the other man an out, an escape so that he wouldn't feel like he'd hurt his feelings.
Morgan grinned as the other man changed, Oi knew it... He pulled the demon, kicking and clawing through a door at the back of the alley and smiled. He knew this place. He held on to the other beast as he shrugged out of his coat, he hated getting fur on the tan leather. It was bad enough that the demon had clawed the sleeve to hell.
He let the change take over completely and became a full animal, his face stretching into a toothy snout and his eyes taking on the full golden yellow of a wolves. Still, somewhere deep inside those eyes was a knowledge and depth that was far too human.
"Ye're a foighsty 'un, Oi t'ink Oi know zactly whot Oi'm gunna do wit' you?" Without further explaination he seized the back of the other's head and kissed him, letting him bite at his mouth as he would. There were more types of hunger than just for food and he only had to satisfy one.
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Posted: Sat Jul 01, 2006 2:25 pm
Kira shook his head.
"You passed out...I didn't want to leave you to your own devices. Thought you might hurt yourself. Also..you're cookies would have burned."
He glanced over at the man on the couch. He then turned and laid back against the back of the couch, closing his eyes again. He didn't want to leave again..but knew he most likely would. It always happened.
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Posted: Sat Jul 01, 2006 2:37 pm
Micheal frowned and looked up at Kira, he should have acted stupid and said something along the lines of "Cookies?" but his heart just wasn't in it. He couldn't act like he didn't know what was going on. "Kira...why did you stay with me? Really? Cookies don't take that long, you could have been gone ages ago..."
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Posted: Sat Jul 01, 2006 2:42 pm
Kira yet again shook his head, his long hair falling around him.
"I told you...drunk..didn't want to leave you alone. I've seen people hurt themselves."
He kept stalling..not knowing what to say. He looked over at Micheal, catching his eyes.
"Heaven.." was all he said.
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