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 Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 8:33 pm
ichinosai Derniere_Danse ichinosai Derniere_Danse ichinosai Derniere_Danse Imaru? That name sounded so familar. "No, I just started this week." "So you were sold," he replied before sighing. "I've got a 15275 yen debt. Long story. Don't bother to ask." "Yeah..." he looked up at the boy directing the line, "I slept with him not knowing he was a prostitute." "Oh?" he had moved from the corner to the boy's side, finding the youth more intresting to talk to. "Did you run away?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 8:40 pm
Derniere_Danse ichinosai Derniere_Danse ichinosai Derniere_Danse "So you were sold," he replied before sighing. "I've got a 15275 yen debt. Long story. Don't bother to ask." "Yeah..." he looked up at the boy directing the line, "I slept with him not knowing he was a prostitute." "Oh?" he had moved from the corner to the boy's side, finding the youth more intresting to talk to. "Did you run away?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 8:45 pm
Rikuo grabbed it before Imaru and handed it back to the boy, "Here."
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 8:47 pm
Derniere_Danse Rikuo grabbed it before Imaru and handed it back to the boy, "Here."
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 8:51 pm
ichinosai Derniere_Danse Rikuo grabbed it before Imaru and handed it back to the boy, "Here." "You shouldn't be embarrased. It's good that you keep your loved ones in up to date." Rikuo fell silent for a moment, "I haven't seen my parents in almost five years."
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 9:03 pm
Derniere_Danse ichinosai Derniere_Danse Rikuo grabbed it before Imaru and handed it back to the boy, "Here." "You shouldn't be embarrased. It's good that you keep your loved ones in up to date." Rikuo fell silent for a moment, "I haven't seen my parents in almost five years."
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 9:09 pm
He blinked once he saw Imaru, "Who are you?" Before the boy could answer, Shinto glared at Rikuo and pointed at him comically, "And you! What are you doing here? You've still got a debt to pay off. Back to work!" His hands were sweeping the air, indicated that Rikuo move a long.
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 9:13 pm
"Din't Lady B tell you? I'm new." he said timidly.
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 9:36 pm
ichinosai "Din't Lady B tell you? I'm new." he said timidly.
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 9:39 pm
Derniere_Danse ichinosai "Din't Lady B tell you? I'm new." he said timidly.
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 9:49 pm
ichinosai Derniere_Danse ichinosai "Din't Lady B tell you? I'm new." he said timidly.
After a while, the line had died away and it was now Imaru and Shinto's turn to get a blood sample.
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 10:18 pm
Hatsu started to panic. He had some unconcious guy that looked dead and he was the only one hear. " Oh.......Crap..." Hatsu squeaked. He didn't know what to do. He knealt down and shook him. " Sorry I punched you. You can wake up now." He whispered to the man. It was inaffective.
Hatsu didn't want anyone to see whathe did. He shoved the man under the counter and out of anyone's direct line of view. Hatsu took a deep breath and stood at his station, hoping no one noticed.
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Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2006 11:24 am
Nolas Slaine had shifted himself to where his head hung backward from the bed's edge as he trained his gave onto the Mizi. His tousled hair fell from his face while his still bare chest was somewhat put into view as the comforter was slipping from his stretched frame. "How about a milkshake?" he asked. "Strawberry.. Actually, make that a strawberry rumshake." He offered a sweet smile. "And while you do that, I'll take a shower." A light blush graced Mizi's cheeks and his violet eyes darted to the side for a moment as Slaine's bare chest was brought partly into view again. It had been that chest that got him trouble last night, even though it turned out to be quite pleasurable trouble. When Slaine suggested his drink, Mizi's gazed back at him and smiled. "Sure," he replied, trying to sound casual, "I'll have it ready when you get out there." Mizi left the room and proceeded down the hallway. The brunette gave his head a shake in an attempt to rid his mind of visions of a showering Slaine. Mizi passed through the kitchen to his drink station. He spotted Hatsu also at the counter. "Morning, Hatsu!" he smiled cheerfully, approaching the other boy. "Have you been very busy this morning?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2006 11:57 am
Slaine smiled slyly with Mizi's eyes on his chest. He gave his body another stretch, allowing the toned muscles underneath to writhe and flex just to watch the others reaction. "Thanks, Mizi," he said, contemptlating just going back to sleep once he left. Nah, the brunette's drink would waiting for him and someone else might take it in his absence. With that conclusion, he finally pulled the rest of the covers from himself and stood with a yawn. Noticing he was still quite undressed, he quickly snatched up his disgarded blanket from last night and wrapped it about his waist and started for the shower.
Shutting the bathroom door, Slaine adjusted the shower water, dropped the concealing blanket and jumped in. The warm water was a nice tool to wake him up, but promised another day of work.
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Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2006 12:33 pm
Mizi moved over toward his drink station. He tied his previously abandoned apron about his waist and took out a bottle of rum. The brunette pulled open the refrigerator door and took out a pack of strawberries and a jug of milk before nudging the door shut with his hip. Slaine could a rumshake, but without any milk, it'd be too runny and gross-tasting. The mixer blended the shake and soon the strawberry "rumshake" sat on the counter. Mizi frowned at his concoction. Something was missing. Whipped cream. His frown was quickly replaced by a happy smile. How could he have forgotten? The dessert topping was Mizi's favorite out of anything behind the counter. The violet-eyed male added the fluffy substance to the top of the milkshake and popped a cherry on the top. His mind wandered back to his encounter with the blue-haired youth the previous day. Mizi tried to fight off his blush by busying his hands with the coffee machine.
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