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 Posted: Fri May 21, 2010 8:10 am
Vassili
Vassili chuckled softly as she spoke about him being in the diamond. If she knew the truth she would be horrified. Vasili learned the truth after he had been locked away and he wasn't happy about that.
"Yes well I would prefer not to be bound, but if I had to protect anyone it would be you." That wasn't far from the truth at this exact moment and he walked into the bathroom. The shower steamed on he multiple shower heads making a downpour over the whole shower minus one corer. Vassili had her undressed and then himself as he ushered her into the shower and began to wash her gently.
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Posted: Fri May 21, 2010 8:15 am
Seth
Seth's hand didn't immediately fly back to the laptop as it continued to move in intricate patterns across her back, finally almost reluctantly he pulled it away and redesigned the seats, the console and the frame. He had them as an amalgamation of materials now they were all carbon fiber. He removed the mirrors completely, this dropped the drag to point zero five. Redrew the front to flair just a bit more and made the sides a little slimmer, bringing the drag down to just point four six. Now that was slippery. His hand resumed the patterns after as he sat back a little and looked at the design.
"I'll call it the St. Claire." He typed the name as he saved the file.
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Posted: Fri May 21, 2010 8:29 am
Libby
Libby forced some amount of self-control as his hand played across her back some more before returning to the real task at hand. Her lips pursed at his silent concentration and she nearly squealed when she saw the numbers drop bit by bit. He had taken her advice. It was closer to what he had wanted. She smiled at this and rested her head on the bed. The demon had not taken any real notice of the return of his hands or none such that she refused them. A lazy eye opened partially at the mention of her last name.
"Well, I suppose it's only fitting that you do that. Is it any good though, the bike?" she whispered, sighing ever so often.
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Posted: Fri May 21, 2010 8:53 am
Seth
Seth looked down at her and smiled like a three year old on Christmas day.
"It'll move like a dream, flow through the streets as easily as water down a river or a bird flies through the air. The closest you can get to flying without a plane. I should be able to build after two more races. And after selling Raithsurne out there. She'll get a pretty penny." He already had offers of nearly twenty thousand dollars. He used one hand and began pricing out the nearly perfect bike. Just over fifty three thousand to build. This race tonight would be an easy four, two more later in the month were expected to be at ten and twenty thousand pots, but he was worried about them.
"The last two races of this month are going to be tough. I get the invite when I win tonight. Those two will have sponsors at them." He sighed lightly as he noticed that his hand had pushed the tee shirt she was wearing up and some of her lower back was exposed. His hand dropped and he began different patterns across the unnaturally smooth skin.
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Posted: Fri May 21, 2010 9:34 am
Libby
"That amazing, huh?" she commented, almost drowsy with the patterns through her jersey. The dreamy poetic stuff would have pissed her off but he was driving her insane. She listened to his concerns with closed eyes and almost instantly when his spirits plummeted only for a brief second. Something about sponsors. The demon lifted her head to look up at him.
"Don't worry about it. You're a bit rash on Raithsurne as you called her but you're not a bad rider," Libby said. She was still refusing to boost his ego unless he asked her to. Her eyes were drifting back to their relaxed state when she felt his fingertips on bare skin. "Move your hand if you want to keep it." It was an idle threat but her back was her weak spot, damn it.
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Posted: Fri May 21, 2010 9:51 am
Seth
Seth chuckled lightly and didn't move his fingers. He understood the rules quiet well now and knew she couldn't do a damned thing about it except move. With a smirk on his face he grew daring, knowing she could manipulate events so he did die, but it was worth the risk to get her to blush like she was now. He moved his hand under the shirt and began rubbing in gently.
"Oh does the lovely demon have a weakness for back rubs? Does it make you uncomfortable that I can make you blush with just by rubbing your back?" He chuckled as he looked at the time display in the top right corner. Damn his obsessive nature. Having spent so much time redrawing the bike he had wasted time he could have used playing with her. They would have to leave in a few minutes, but till then he was on a mission.
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Posted: Fri May 21, 2010 10:07 am
Libby
Libby tensed as he ignored her threat and slipped under but the subsequent slow circles took care of that. "Wicked," she mumbled, wiggling up against his hand. All she had to do was move but when was the last time that someone rubbed her back like this? His second question struck her. Of course, it did. She was supposed to be the strong one here. However, she was writhing under his palm like a love-stricken human girl, not woman. Just the idea angered her and with that, the demon pulled away from him. Stupid bed was small but she managed to scoot over to the wall further down. "What do you think? How would you feel being reduced to an almost defenseless being?"
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Posted: Fri May 21, 2010 10:15 am
Seth
Seth again chuckled as she finally squirmed away, she was still red in the cheeks from the enjoyment of having her back rubbed.
"Defenseless my a**, you could rip my pride away with a thought, make me shy and shred my confidence into nothing. I think you just want to be treated like a princess for once. A few decades of being a slave and now one person who doesn't give a s**t whether or not you protect him, but wants to know more about you." He put the laptop aside and crawled up to her bringing his face close to hers. His confidence was soaring at the fact he could make someone so powerful blush and writhe in pleasure.
"If you want I'll give you great back rub after the race, after you suck the joy from Angel. I'll make you feel like you sitting on a cloud. How dos that sound?" One hand move and began sliding up her jean clad leg, his lips just inches from hers. He was tempted to kiss er, but there was the restraint in knowing she could rip him apart.
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Posted: Fri May 21, 2010 10:35 am
Libby
"That's why I said 'almost', you half-wit," she shouted but he was already talking, something about a princess. Libby could not hear much else as he closed the space between them, so close. Her cheeks burned brighter at the thought of a backrub after a meal but she brought herself to her senses quickly. Part of her wanted to know why he had not kissed her. It was right there in his eyes and this high that he was radiating was intoxicating. Stupid bracelet. Her leg flung out at his stomach to knock him aside. It would not hurt, the bracelet forming a barrier but the intended result would happen. Once he was out of her way, the demon got off the bed.
"It sounds like a load of bull to me," she spat, "I can't hurt you and you refuse to stop tempting me. I told you already, it won't work out, Seth. Now, go and get ready for your race. Don't want to keep Angel waiting." Libby stood with her arms crossed and her presently, cherry-coloured orbs trained on him. Her emotions were conflicting rather harshly.
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Posted: Fri May 21, 2010 11:23 am
Alexandria
When he pulled her to the shower she didn't say anything but she still couldn't help her cheeks going red a little bit when he stripped her naked. Alex stayed quiet and went in when he pulled her into the shower. She bowed her head under the water letting the water drip over her head as her hair fell over her shoulders and she felt him washing her. "You don't have to do that" she told him "I can wash myself"
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Posted: Fri May 21, 2010 2:48 pm
'Don't, Vincent. Just...don't. Lilly's just a little girl inside, no matter what she says to the otherwise.' Aimee sat at her desk and opened the lap-top. She commenced typing almost immediately and became oblivious to the world and Vincent's little mind blips alike. Lilly, for her part, smiled at Vincent, her arm around his waist; she told herself that it wasn't really cheating, what she was doing with him. Aimee won't mind...
"It gets real pretty out here, at night. It's part of the reason why I wanted to come here. So. Aimee tells me you two meet at the library? You didn't hit me as the kind of guy who would like Utopian literature."
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Posted: Sat May 22, 2010 5:18 pm
Seth
Seth didn't move didn't do anything as she shouted and when she moved him without even touching him he marveled for a second and then realized she would have hurt him without the bracelet. Her clear anger wasn't a sobering thing to him, in fact he wanted to shake her.
"Sounds like a cop out Libs. You can't hurt me, and your afraid you won't be able to control your desire to feed. Sounds like an excuse to me." Seth pulled the suit down and pulled on a skin tight shirt and then zipped the suit back up and grabbed his helmet. He grabbed another helmet and the girls jacket he had.
"Van will be outside in a minute, should be a feast for you." Seth didn't look at her as he left and walked out the back already slipping the helmet on, and programming the heads-up display on the thing. A gift from a old friend who died a few years back. He stopped and walked back and looked into the room.
"Here, I had this made while we were at the shop, dorm master didn't know why I needed a spare, all I said was in case I needed a girl over." Seth set the key on the dresser and trudged out. The roar of the bike was loud even inside the dorm.
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Posted: Sat May 22, 2010 5:21 pm
Vassili
"So what if you can wash yourself, what if I want to wash you." He chuckled lightly as he continued to slowly lather body in the sweet smelling soap. His hands were firm when he came to tense spots, and there were dozens. He rinsed her lightly and kissed her neck gently.
"There all clean, this day is washed away and you can begin anew. Tell me what did you want to be when you grew up?"
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Posted: Sat May 22, 2010 5:27 pm
Vincent
Vincent chuckled lightly at Aimee's warning.
'Whatever you say darling, but if she jumps me don't expect myself control to last long.'
"Really, don't see me as the intellectual. Guess my surfer dude image is a little strong. I have a masters in Psychology, that's why I read up on utopia. A very impossible place. Human nature is to strong. Though if we did remove the baser emotions, jealousy, fear, anger then we could have a utopia. Would we be humans, that is the question." Aimee was right Lilly is just a little girl, naive and innocent in the way she clung to him. She just wanted someone to notice her it seemed, to treat her like Aimee was getting treated by myself. Well I can do that. If only I had a steady supply of energy I could split myself and have both of them as two guises. Tidal Vincent and Vincent Tidal.
((Sorry ladies, I was watching anime and I became a little engrossed. Gun X Sword is amazing, I suggest you figure out a way to watch that shitz.))
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Posted: Sat May 22, 2010 7:05 pm
Aimee
Aimee hardly even noticed the blip from Vincent, much less had the inclination to retort; she was too much involved with the keyboard before her and the words running through her head. Aimee probably would've have even noticed that the dorm was on fire, to be perfectly honest. Lilly for her part was smiling.
"Don't be so modest! Aimee, for all her faults, has decent tastes in men. Intelligent men, anyway."
She frowned up at Vincent.
"I disagree. Utopias are highly plausible; human nature, all of it is a virus, a disease. It then, by very definition, cane be cured. 'Humans' or 'normality' is just the norm because it is the most common. If something else became more common then it would become the norm. It's all relative."
[You're finally watching Gun X Sword? About time! ^.^]
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