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 Posted: Fri Nov 15, 2013 8:07 pm
M-m-miniskirt M-m-muh-monday?! Al's eyes sparkled like a thousand stars at this foreign but very-welcome concept. His moment of bliss was interrupted. ********, not her. He furrowed his brows irritably at Candace and her presence before... well. Who knew bras came in fun colours? His mind wandered to euphemisms about candy wrappers before Noah gave him a nudge and grounded him with that scoring. He shook his head defiantly and threw up five fingers of his own. He deducted points for being an evil succubus.
He was barely listening to any of their conversations beyond keywords like 'miniskirts' and '********'. Yep, he was staring at you again Candace.
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Posted: Fri Nov 15, 2013 10:36 pm
Nevada smiled as her girlfriend joined her, moving to accommodate space for her and only making a small whine when water was taken away. And then blushed when Chelsea groped her butt. "Chelsea..." She hissed, elbowing her girlfriend playfully.
She leaned back out and smiled at Kat. "Lance has thing for his ladies of mist to be in miniskirts. Somehow one girl did it, then more and suddenly most of the mist ladies are wearing miniskirts on mondays."
Nevada made a face at Candace, "Not even for our fearless assistant leader Lance, Candace?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 16, 2013 4:38 am
One of the divisions had a miniskirt thing for girls? Was that ... was that allowed? Noah's eyes went very round. There were so many fascinating subjects to think about and so much to look at. Those two girls were definitely sharing a shower and he couldn't quite see. Still, it was an amazing confirmation that these things really did happen in real life.
He looked confused at the low score Al was giving Candace and nudged him again, drawing a question mark in the air with his finger before making an expressive and appreciative chest-size gesture.
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Posted: Sat Nov 16, 2013 6:58 am
Al shook his head 'no' at Noah before holding his hands up like claws and making a 'scary' face and then upon coming out of the expression, jabbed a thumb in Candace's general assumed direction outside the closet.
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Posted: Sat Nov 16, 2013 9:02 am
She thought nothing of the girls sharing a shower, her biggest concern here was her shirt, really. "Couldn't pay me, sweetheart," Candace replied simply. She sighed and turned away from the sink, leaning back against it and idly picking at her bra to adjust it after that sudden run she'd taken. "I don't even own any miniskirts, so it's not like I could do it even if I wanted to." So that was a victory in Candace's favor. She had a couple skirts and dresses that stopped above the knee but nothing higher than that. "Have any of you gone grocery shopping yet? I was thinking of going soon." Candace called to the three girls, frowning as she pushed up to check her bra. Was that a..? Oh. No. Good. Nothing had bled through her top. She would have flipped.
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Posted: Sun Nov 17, 2013 11:06 am
Blessed be, they had showers!
Low pressure and cold did not count as a shower. It had kept her clean. That was about all she could say for the lightning quick things that had been passing for showers up to this point.
So it was with eager excitement she made her way towards the girl's showers, not surprised in the least when she heard other voices already inside. "Hello Ladies," she announced to the room at large, grinning to all the familiar faces, as she walked directly in front of the cracked door.
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Posted: Mon Nov 18, 2013 1:24 am
Noah blinked at the pantomime. He peeked at Candace again, just in time to see the self-examination. Then he looked back at Al, shook his head solemnly, and adjusted his score to a 7. Even if she were indeed a she-demon, damn.
He froze when he heard a new voice, and peered cautiously back through the crack in the door. It was Peyton, the girl he'd fought in the tournament; he didn't actually know any of the other girls currently in the locker room, but he knew her name, and she'd seemed to think he was okay when they'd fought. Oh, s**t. What if she discovered he'd been peeking? Their bit of minor mischief suddenly assumed more threatening proportions, and Noah shot a panicked look at Al as a thought suddenly crashed in on him: what if this screwed up their chances of actually dating cute girls at some point??
SHOULD HAVE THOUGHT THAT SOONER, Laz said, chuckling.
Thanks! Thanks so much!
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Posted: Mon Nov 18, 2013 4:16 pm
"I think Alaska and I might..." She leaned over again as another voice rang out, tipping to see Peyton.
"Hi Peyton, Welcome to the Mist/Sun shower girl party." Cause seriously it was all sunny mist here.
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Posted: Mon Nov 18, 2013 4:16 pm
Al was glued to his one little crack. His one solace. His one pleasure. It wasn't much, but it was his everything right now. He knew that was Candace fussing with her bra. He didn't care right now. His eyes grew and grew until... ... he was cut off. It was as if his quarter had abruptly run out on his peep show and all he was left with was blackness. He glanced at Noah... and caught the panicked look in his eyes with a slight jump. Oh s**t! Were they caught? Was it escape plan Alpha go time?! Was he missing something?? Al's baffled stare turned to silent questioning before... it happened.
Hic-thunk........... hic-thunk.................. hic-thunk...............
He slapped his hands over his mouth as fast as he could, but it was not enough to stop the involuntary shudders of his diaphragm. The more he fought, the louder the sound seemed to become. His heart raced. Thoughts repeated and filled his mind. Just one word. Over and ********>
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Posted: Mon Nov 18, 2013 5:02 pm
"Nevada! Long time no see, how've you been?" From the closet the boys would have been able to see Peyton drawing a t-shirt over her head to reveal the bright, clinging fabric of a a teal camisole. That was as far as the dainty Sun got to disrobing before the strange, displaced sounds from the closet beside her caught and pulled her attention. She turned slowly to note the crack in the door and lavender eyes, wide with curiosity, narrowed down to suspicious slits as the sound continued. It sounded an awful lot like hiccups. Frowning, she reached out for the handle and pulled. The door opened slowly, and light flooded in to high light the pair of boys sitting on the floor of the closet, clearly peeping. There was a long, quiet second where Peyton did nothing but stare down at the pair, then, slowly, a wide, forced grin slid along pale lips. "Hello boys, are you enjoying yourselves?" Her tone was sugary, but there was a hard edge to it that promised a world of pain. It was poor Noah who Peyton snatched at, grabbing hold of the front of his shirt to drag him forward so she could smile down into his face.
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 3:06 am
Al had the hiccups. Jarring, painful-looking, loud hiccups. Noah stared in sheer dismay. It was over.The conversation outside paused. Then the door was pulled open, slowly and inevitably, and Peyton was staring at them. Maybe they could claim to have been hiding from someone, like, they'd just ducked in here and then they'd gotten trapped. No, that wasn't going to work, because they'd brought snacks. There was no excuse or defense that would save them now, or at least none that Noah could think of in the middle of a whirl of resigned panic. He didn't resist being dragged. His expression resembled nothing more than that of a guilty puppy caught smack dab in the middle of a tipped-over garbage can.
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 4:22 am
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 12:42 pm
"If you need a third I would be happy to join you," she told Nevada with a smile. She greeted Peyton when she arrived before checking on her top in the sink. It was during this that Peyton discovered their audience. Wait. What?
Candace looked up and raised a brow. "What do we have here?" She asked with a playful tone as she stepped away from the sink. It was actually kind of funny until some dumbass fired off a flare. Candace stepped back at first until she saw who it was. She frowned, running up to try and grab Al by the back of his shirt collar before he could hit Peyton.
"What the hell is wrong with you?!"
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 1:58 pm
"Third? I'll ask when we get to it......" She reached over to scrub Chelsea's back gently, purring as the girl played with her hair.
The loud crashed had her head tilting out of the shower room, a blush automatically spreading as their was now boy's in their showers.
"Chelsea...." Nevada moved to use the girl to shield her body. She wasn't shy, but she was completely naked and thus was not okay with boys seeing her. As well as her eye was not covered, scarred and there for them to see as well.
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 3:00 pm
Al felt the abrupt tug against the back of his jacket and immediately went limp like a newborn kitten by the scruff. It did not stop him yewling loudly in desperation however, "It's no his fault! Don't hurt him! It was all my idea, okay." He limply wiggled his head around, eyes wide and lip curled in a pout that physically hurt. Desperate. "Please," he whimpered.
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