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Posted: Fri Mar 24, 2006 2:13 pm
She grinned, taking a long drag, eyes closed, "No, it really doesn't matter much. They just give me a nice, tingly feeling, and depending on the brand, they taste nice, but that's the great thing about being undead; no real healh risks in things like this."
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Posted: Fri Mar 24, 2006 2:20 pm
"I can see your point." Lounging back and enjoying the smell, he decided he needed her around more often. "I've never seen the use of them, even after getting my human form, I guess I have enough smoke in my body."
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Fri Mar 24, 2006 2:30 pm
She laughed softly, taking another drag before standing and moving to the window. She cracked the curtains, just snough to push the window open enough to tap her ashes out into the open air. "So, you're half-morphed. Can you go all the way?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 24, 2006 2:36 pm
He rolled his eyes and sighed, "No, the idiot woman that helped me with this wasn't kind enough to finish the job." Running a hand over one of his horns he shrugged, "I do suppose it gives me character though," he finished with a laugh.
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Fri Mar 24, 2006 2:40 pm
"That's one way to put it," she quipped, taking a long drag and tapping again, leaning back in the windowframe, "That is most definitly one thing, at least, that you have in your favor. You're utterly unique."
She grinned and looked him over, more directly now, not afraid of him noticign her looking.
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Posted: Fri Mar 24, 2006 2:46 pm
Running his tongue along his lips he pretended to be hurt, "And you don't find it necessary to list off my other favorable traits?" Smiling lightly he leaned back on the table and rolled his neck, "Man, you make a pass at a girl and she dogs on ya.." Rolling his eyes he watched her in the window and enjoyed her looking him over, "Don't let me talk like that again, right?"
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Fri Mar 24, 2006 2:59 pm
At the slang in his speech, she looked at him with mock horror,
"Believe me, I shan't. If you do, you'll be lucky to keep your tongue in your head, as opposed to a jar on your shelves there."
She took the final drag and flicked the still-cmoking cigarette butt out the window, skin warming uncomfortably in the sunlight, then she tucked the curtains closed tightly again, sidling back over.
"Other good traits . . . .hmm. You're handsome, obviously. But you know it. You're intellegent, but you know that, too. There are so many things one can be, but they turn sour, or have the chance to, if the person knows about the."
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Posted: Fri Mar 24, 2006 3:05 pm
Laughing, he nodded his agreement. "It won't happen again, I assure you." Flicking his tongue back over his bottom lip a final time he shrugged, "That's where temperance and moderation come in. I can't be called too terribly arrogant because I keep my words to myself." Grinning he held a hand to his heart, "And if I recall right, you were just mocking me for that."
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Fri Mar 24, 2006 3:11 pm
She grinned, takign a seat beside him again and tucking her legs underneath her.
"Mocking requires humour. I was entirely serious."
She lifted a hand and let her fingertis graze his horns, curiously and boldy. He could likely gore her with the wickedlooking things, if he were so inclined, but she touched curiously, fearlessly.
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Posted: Fri Mar 24, 2006 3:19 pm
Smiling back at her he tilted his head so she could look at his horns better, with a chuckle he couldn't help himself, "They're bigger when I'm in my real form, I swear." Watching her face with interest he closed his eyes and let her explore his horns in silence before speaking up, "If I do as you claim I should, wouldn't I simply come off as arrogant and mean-spirited?" Laughing deeply he re-opened his eyes and rolled them at the thought of anyone but this woman caring, "I suppose you're right then."
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Fri Mar 24, 2006 3:23 pm
She let her fingers trail down into his hair, more lightly, there, slipping her fingers along his scalp and scritching softly, as one would a cat. "That's why no one really takes my advice. It's not so much advice as a pack of overly large opinions."
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Posted: Fri Mar 24, 2006 3:29 pm
Leaning into the scratching he smiled, "That's all advice ever is." Humming lightly in pleasure he rolled his eyes again, "I must say, this is something entirely new."
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Posted: Fri Mar 24, 2006 3:34 pm
She smiled softly, continuing, as she murmured, "I thought you might enjoy int. Reptiles aren't unlike cats, after all. Not much. No offense meant, of course."
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Posted: Fri Mar 24, 2006 3:48 pm
Smiling he shook his slightly, "None taken, I thought about getting a cat when I first got this form, actually." Loosening his tie he let his eyes drift closed as her hand continued to be in his hair.
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Fri Mar 24, 2006 3:59 pm
She smiled softly, shifting on the couch and tugging him around, gently, so that he lay in her lap, and she against the arm of the couch.
"Such a sweet thing, are you always like this, or am I just special?"
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