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 Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 11:06 pm
:::Prince...Princess...? historical governmental figures associated with monochraticism? But she did remeber what a kiss was:::
A kiss...you mean, a gesture of thanks? :::Thinks back to when Tacitus did kiss her on the cheak::: Yes there was a kiss.
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 11:09 pm
*Tavin blinks, obviously stunned*
You......................................
............... I see.
*Tavin grabs a glass and starts to wipe it down with a fresh rag*
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 11:12 pm
*Luke hears Cora's confirmation. His first instinct is to think - 'Hey what the hell...Go Cora'.... But...his concern for her well being remains.* What like a real kiss? Or an on the forehead deal?
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 11:16 pm
:::Looking over to Luke, not really understanding what he meant by 'real kiss':::
Well...actually, this was different. It was not on the forehead as to which I am accustomed for giving and recieving thanks, but instead he placed his lips on my cheek. :::Her hand naturally found its way up to the spot she remembered him planting it. She would have blushed, but she was really confused about why all these questions about it:::
:::almost suspiciously::: Is this...strange?
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 11:19 pm
*Just as her and Luke's glasses met, a faint bell tone chirped as glass met glass. The chime ringing as it vibrated between the glasses, and then cut short. The cup lowering to her lips for a drink. Clare had never met Tac, leaving the discussion concerning him..and what sounded more like a fairytale to her as very interesting. Hearing it..she was almost positive that maybe the door, that took a life of its own.. disappearing and reappearing on whims belonged to him.*
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 11:20 pm
*Tavin smirks and chuckles*
Now THAT makes sense.... In a way.
*Tavin disappears, and reappears over by where Mya is*
So how are you acclimating yourself to this place? Oh, and can I get you anything?
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 11:21 pm
Ooooo. *He's teasing her naturally* On the cheek.... *Luke, being Luke says* No, no. Nothing strange about that. *He's got a s**t-eating grin on his face.* Just saying that's like second base for you.
*to the newcomer* I'm sorry, I've been accused of being impolite by parties who will remain nameless. *looks right at Cora then turns to the new girl* Feel free to join in this conversation at any time. *warns her in a soft voice* Watch this...it's about to get good.
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 11:23 pm
:::As though on que, to Luke's last comment to the Clare:::
:::Totally lost::: Base? There are bases... where?
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 11:25 pm
*Luke chuckles. He taps his forehead.* Up here. *He drinks his soda.* You keep hanging around this Tacitus guy, and you'll see what I mean.
*another instinct hits Luke, probably close to protectiveness.*
You like this guy?
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 11:27 pm
*Taking a long drink of the wine, she would regret it, catching Cora's expression at the mention of bases. Trying to swallow it..while preventing a few giggles from slipping out, she gave her best straight face and shook her head at Tavin.* "No.." *cough* "I'm fine.. not sure about her."
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 11:28 pm
:::Finally...a question she understands completely. NOT::::
:::smiling and nodding::: Oh yes! I enjoy his company very much. 3nodding
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 11:29 pm
*Luke understands that he's not going to get a straight answer....not that he expected to.*
Uh-huh. Do you enjoy his company more than anyone else's?
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 11:33 pm
*Tavin looks over at Cora and smiles, whispering to Mya*
You really want to see something funny, check THIS out.
*Tavin looks directly at Cora with a beaming smile*
What Luke is trying to ask you is if you would like to mate with Tacitus.
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 11:34 pm
*Luke lets out a loud appreciative laugh and waits on Cora's reaction.*
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 11:34 pm
:::Still thinking about Luke's question:::
Well, I...I don't think so but...it's different...
:::Then at Tavin:::
MATE!? Why...why...:::little flustered::: the prospect of bearing offspring is incomprehensable. I am not of age yet. And...and...the procedure...that was implimented before my time...with...
:::not meaning to sound insulting to Tacitus:::
Nothing about Tacitus' genes...he seems to be very well off genetically, perhaps aside from the cerebral protrusions...but...I
:::Finishing it:::
I am not prepaired for offspring.
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