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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2013 10:28 pm
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She bobbed her head. Okay, simple actions lots of fluff on the words . . . and posing. Right. "Yes, Nurse Joy!" she chirped with the first name she could think of (it was important for someone as important as the main love interest to have a name after all), already slipping into character. She nudged Marcus mildly to lay down, bashful to even touch his bare arm, and began to grow red as she settled his head into her lap.
Oh God this was too much too much 2much oh God. Handholding was practically second base for her, let alone this. Hopefully the apple-red face would help milk their performance rather than detract from it.
"S-Sir, are you okay?" Stormy began, a hand pressed over her heart. "We saw you fall off a cliff and had to check it out . . . Oh, Nurse Joy-samakunlaude! What should we do? He's lost so much blood . . ."
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2013 11:33 pm
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Melvin quirked his brow at the name that was given to him. Nurse Joy? Sounded like a stripper name, but he guessed it worked with what they were going for and went with it. Taking up their roles and wanting to get done with it, he waited as Stormy sat down and placed Marcus' head on her lap, looking flustered and troubled by just having a head in her lap. Yup, she was a girl all right.
'Nurse Joy-samakunlaude', as he was now dubbed, swallowed what little bit of pride he still had left and searched without himself for all the horribly bad acting he'd seen in more pornos than he'd like to admit. Placing a hand to his bare chest, he dropped down dramatically next to Stormy (because girls close together tended to be sexy), and set one hand on the other side of Marcus and then the other to touch his cheek (because most women in these things tended to check a guy's face than, you know, ACTUAL wounds).
Looking at Marcus for just a moment, Melvin looked up and clasped one of Stormy's hands. "I can hardly believe it! A normal man would have been killed by such a fall, but this man's impeccable body has managed to survive the fall." to emphasize this, she released Stormy's hand and touched Marcus' chest as if to examine it. Well, he said bellow the belt, and hell, he'd touch enough skin today so some more wasn't going to matter at this point.
Then, to go for broke, he turned his head and rested his ear on his chest as if THAT was a legit way to detect a heart-rate, before pretending to tear straps off her non-existent skirt. "Nurse Merry-marmalade.." Cause yeah. Why not? "..tear off as much as you can to make bandages for this man to save him." Yup, time to imaginary strip here.
"Sir, are you alright?" It didn't help that the voice Melvin was using was so over-the-top female that even elementary school girls would have been offended by the pitch used.
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2013 8:12 am
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Sherry's eyes shone as she watched Bix stare intensely into the distance. He was really good at that, okay. Very heroic, beautiful, and most important of all, super dramatic. She even let herself flush a little more at the compliment and the wink. It was in character, right? Certainly had nothing to do with the fact that this whole situation was...everyone was just really pretty, ok.
"That sounds very intense! I'll help in any way I can!" That's right. She was the super sexy sidekick with the super sexy motorbike. She put on her best sexy-lady sidekick grin (which may have lost something considering, well, she was not a sexy lady at the moment) as she helped Bix to his feet.
"Yes sir!" Sexy nurse? She could work with that. Sexy-nurse-Sherry-man stepped in close to intense-and-sexy-Bix, you know, in case he needed more help getting to that motorbike. Never mind the fact that she wasn't quite used to being shirtless, or this close to a pretty guy. Or the fact that they were both really pretty guys. None of that mattered. (Except it did, and she was faintly blushing.)
"Let's just get to that motorcycle of mine, and I'll take you right to the baddies, Mr. Hero."
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2013 1:47 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2013 3:52 pm
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Madeline found Jason easily (she didn't know his name before the assignment, but she had just been playing Discovery Channel with Lex over him and Solia so - ), and when she did, she wolf-whistled right into his ear. "Sup, sweetheart." She crooned, her lips curling up into a positively devious grin. If there was one thing she was enjoying about this entirely too ridiculous event, it was her unnaturally good looks and the things she was able to accomplish with them. "I've got dibs on pitcher this time, kay?"
From the way Madeline looked, it seemed like there was no arguing with her - wait, did Jason even know what a pitcher meant?
"Where's our third boyo?" She asked suddenly, draping her arms over Jason's shoulders and looking around with her chin perched on the top of his head. If there was one thing she didn't know much about, bishounen or no bishounen, was personal space.
Oh, Jason. Run away.
poke mattix I'M SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG ASDFKJLKL
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Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2013 4:18 pm
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