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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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 Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2006 4:22 pm
Though he had his MP3 player up full blast, Ritsu couldn't help noticing the lovely lady who entered the bar as the other two patrons exited. Nor did he hide the appraising, approving look as he eyed her down. Nice bod, and nice fashion sense, according to her clothes. Maybe he was going to like it here after all.
Turnign the volume down, he pushed out of his seat and hung towards the back for a tic, wating to see where she was headed before sliding up next to her at the bar, smiling in a waem and only mildly lecherous way, his Cockney accent at it's most brash and charming,
"Hallo, I don't think I've had the plesure of making your aquaintence yet, mai dove."
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Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2006 4:42 pm
Hotari couldn't help but laugh out at Ritsuka's voice. Dove? She half-purred half mocked. Haven't been called that one, that's for sure! She shifted to rest her back against the edge of the counter, her elbows placed against it as well as she looked to him, the items and liqours she desired moving and mixing themselves as she summoned her drink along. But you wouldn't have had the pleasure, because I haven't been about. She offered him a seductive little grin and winked to him, her apple eyes sparkling in the mischivious way they did when she first arrived in the Underground.
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2006 4:47 pm
He watched, not in awe so much as surprise, his tail flicking back and forth, fascinatedly and he purred, softly,
"Oi'd have to agree with you there, moi dove, mainly because Oi've just moved in."
He met her eyes, grinning rougishly at her, stepping back and bowing, deeply and gallantly,
"Moi name is Rituska, but for the pleasure of your company, you may call me anything you loike."
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 1:18 pm
Well aren't you just charming? Hotari giggled, shifting her hand up to let her blended berry-flavored tequila drink rest in her slender hand. Ritsuka is quite a lovely name. My name is Hotari. And for the pleasure of my company, that's all you should call me. She send a taunting, playful wink in his direction before tasting her concoction, letting the flavor roll over her tongue before swallowing it.
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 9:59 pm
"Hotari," he said slowly, the accent making it come out 'Ho-taw-ree'. He snatched her free hand before she could resist, kissing it smoothly, puring,
"A name like a silveh bell hung in the air."
He smiled standing straight again and moving around the bar to mix his own drink.
"That's quoite a talent you have, Miss Hotari, I'd ask you to teach me, but Oi don't think Oi'd have the knack.And as for me name, Oi'm half English, half Japanese."
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 10:48 pm
Silver bells aren't always that special...Hotari teased, her hand like silk in Ritsuka's gentle grasp. I'm more like a bell carved from the most pure diamonds you could find. she offered, emerald eyes sparkling in the light of the bar as she watched him, sipping from her fruity drink. 'less you come from a magical family, there's not much I could teach you...she started before looking up and down, Save for maybe how to please me. A terribly seductive smirk formed on her perfectly painted lips, and she shifted just slightly in her pose to push forward and accentuate her chest.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 1:05 am
Just promise not to get overly snockered, please? Shinji half plead with Aiji. Sure, you more than deserve a drink after that...but not so much as you make it seem like you're trying to drown it out of your memories. After a short, silent pause, Shinji laughed out, shaking his head. Hopefully you won't want to forget about that...because...that was fun. He blushed faintly and shook his head, moving himself and Aiji towards a booth against the wall since going to the bar was unneccessary with their powers to summon whatever they wished to drink.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 1:47 am
Aiji grinned. Remove what from my mind? The naked image of you ...pleasuring yourself? s/he joked in a low voice, shaking h/er head. S/he made h/er drink, slamming it down. Not a whole lot else happened, m'dear.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 1:52 am
Not that you could see...Shinji snickered as he watched Aiji down h/er drink. You couldn't see the way I saw you...holding your breasts like that...He coughed a laugh and shifted in his seat to summon himself a cranberry flavored vodka drink, taking a long sip of it as he watched his friend. If that's how you handle those, then by all means...keep the woman form!
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 12:05 pm
Holding? Aiji practically screeched, narrowing bright eyes to Shinji. I was preventing you from looking at them with your dirty boy eyes!! s/he spat before refilling h/er drink, finishing it off without taking a breath.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 12:36 pm
Shinji couldn't help but laugh at Aiji. Dirty boy eyes?! Aiji, love...What is it do you think you truly have? He knew Aiji enjoyed being a woman, but he also knew that Aiji was definitely the opposite. Dirty boy eyes...he muttered, taking a long drink from his beverage.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 1:34 pm
Yes, dirty boy eyes... Aiji glared, frowning slightly as h/er eyes adverted to the drink s/he held in h/er hand. I don't have dirty boy eyes, because in order to have dirty boy eyes, you have to be a boy, and you have to be wanting to look at a woman's goodies if you have boy eyes. I don't have either of those qualities.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 2:00 pm
Well it's not like I want to look at all women's goodies...Just yours. he offered on a smirk as he watched Aiji. He shook his head after a moment and laughed inwardly, taking another long drink from his drink. I may have boy eyes, but they're not -dirty- boy eyes...he pouted after a moment, snickering.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 3:37 pm
Liar, Aiji growled, slamming h/er third drink. S/he sighed softly, shaking h/er head. You want to look at your girlfriend's goodies. I bet she's sooo hot under that dress she wears, Aiji grinned, a devious sparkle in h/er eyes.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 4:02 pm
Shinji watched Aiji with a frown as s/he downed the third drink. You should slow down just a little, darlin...he sighed before shaking his head. Why do you always bring Lena up? he half whined, his heart sinking just slightly.
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