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 Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2006 2:54 pm
Mizuko cocked his head "y are u pretending to be happy"
(gtg ttfn)
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Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2006 2:58 pm
Zayroen Mizuko cocked his head "y are u pretending to be happy" (gtg ttfn) This time he really did laugh a little. "You look pretty cute like that." he smiled for real a moment as he turned to the cooking room. "Well, bakery goddies don't bake themselves, so im off!" he chirped as he pulled his sleeves up and placed a white apron around himself.
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Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2006 11:09 pm
Archangel31 Her laugh had confused him but he smiled a bit. " Thanks for not getting mad. " Hatsu chuckled a bit. " He must've been pretty drunk; He called me cute and tried to pin me. " Hatsu shook his head as he went for the exit of the office " Guy must've been super hammered."
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Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2006 11:13 pm
ichinosai Iramu had just woke up to find himself alone in the Prostituete's quarters, "Were is everyone?"
Shinto's wet hair glistened in the candle light, as well as his damp body. Whether the droplets of moisture were water or sweat was hard to tell, regardless it made him glow and stand out more than any of the other boys.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 3:49 am
Derniere_Danse ichinosai Iramu had just woke up to find himself alone in the Prostituete's quarters, "Were is everyone?"
Shinto's wet hair glistened in the candle light, as well as his damp body. Whether the droplets of moisture were water or sweat was hard to tell, regardless it made him glow and stand out more than any of the other boys.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 5:09 am
Mizuko smiled and followed Sabriel into the kitchen and began to decorate some more pastries "your a very random person" he said
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 10:49 am
Derniere_Danse Her smile faded and her eyes looked at the boy with concern, thinking of all the possible things that could of happened to him. "If only that was the case, Hatsu dear," he whispered and placed a kiss on his forehead like a mother would to a child. "Is there anything else I can help you with?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 12:39 pm
Nolas Along either side of this black-suited man walked two large men, clearly bodyguards of some sort. They weren't big in a fat sort of suggestion, but all muscle. His attire was obviously that of expensive threads, and his hair was combed neatly back. They had just exited from a large, black BMW with tinted windows and were now headed for the door of the 'Gentleman's Club'. The doors were opened for this man, Radevel, as he wasted no sparing glances to anyone. He immediatly headed upstairs and toward Lady B's office. Once there, he knocked loudly and quite abruptly just before Hatsu got out.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 12:41 pm
Zayroen Mizuko smiled and followed Sabriel into the kitchen and began to decorate some more pastries "your a very random person" he said Rion just laughed as he washed his hands clean and began cracking eggs and using chopsticks, skillfully to scarmple the yolk into goo. "Really now? How so??" he snickered as he wanted to know.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 12:43 pm
ichinosai Derniere_Danse ichinosai Iramu had just woke up to find himself alone in the Prostituete's quarters, "Were is everyone?"
Shinto's wet hair glistened in the candle light, as well as his damp body. Whether the droplets of moisture were water or sweat was hard to tell, regardless it made him glow and stand out more than any of the other boys.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 12:48 pm
Derniere_Danse Lady B shot her attention to the door. "Who's there?" she demanded. None of the boys in the house knocked on her door with such force so she was hesitant to open it. The knob turned and Radevel let himself into the room as the other two men accompanying him stood outside. He spared glance to Hatsu with an almost mocking smirk before turning his piercing eyes to the one he intended to see this day. "Lady B," he began, falsing a tone of interest in the conversation, "it's been too long. Regretfully, however, I didn't stop by to chitchat the day away. I'm here to discuss matters of business."
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 1:05 pm
Nolas Derniere_Danse Lady B shot her attention to the door. "Who's there?" she demanded. None of the boys in the house knocked on her door with such force so she was hesitant to open it. The knob turned and Radevel let himself into the room as the other two men accompanying him stood outside. He spared glance to Hatsu with an almost mocking smirk before turning his piercing eyes to the one he intended to see this day. "Lady B," he began, falsing a tone of interest in the conversation, "it's been too long. Regretfully, however, I didn't stop by to chitchat the day away. I'm here to discuss matters of business."
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 1:13 pm
Talis stepped out of the black BMW and leaned against its polished frame. He gazed up at the house in front of him. Black leather, form-fitting pants hugged his hips and a shimmery red shirt was fitted to his torso. 'So this is the place Rad dislikes so much?' he thought interestedly, 'I wonder what's inside...' The boy reasoned that a little looking around wouldn't hurt. Radavel had told him to stay in the car, but Talis had other plans. He would just have to be back before the older man returned. The curious boy went up the staircase and entered the rival harem. The main hall was deserted. Stretching his arms over his head before letting them fall to his sides, Talis ascended the staircase to the second level-- where unbeknownst to him, the more intimate activities of the Gentlemen's Club were conducted.
After walking through the corridors for a bit of time, Talis was beginning to get the idea of the floor's activities. He peeked into a room with an open door. 'Geez. This is place is NOTHING like the Lair. It's so.. ugh, formal and there's absolutely nothing sexy about it....' The dirty blonde observed the ornate lightfixtures with distaste.
Talis tensed as he realized someone was behind his. Praying it wasn't an angry Radevel, he turned slowly. No. This wasn't Radevel. It was a gross, old fart of a man.
A customer of the Gentlemen's Club had entered the room when he saw the delicious frame of a young prostitute. "I suppose you'll do, pretty boy. Why don't you just do as I say?"
Talis's eyes narrowed and he frowned. "I do not work here. Go screw someone else. I have no interest in what you want," he replied, offended and disgusted. He exited the room only to be pinned by the man in hallway against a wall.
Talis squirmed under the stronger male's grasp. 'Radevel is going to kill me if I get caught.' He tried to push the man away, but the disgusting customer ground into his hips, rubbing up and down. "Get OFF of me now! Let me go!" he hissed. The assault was turning into a dry hump. Talis wanted to shout for Radevel, but then he'd knew he'd get in trouble.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 2:33 pm
Radevel almost wanted to laugh at Hatsu being pushed away, but he managed to keep on his best business face, raising his chin scrutinizingly. "Come, come, dear Lady B," he said, inviting himself in further by a few steps. "You know I don't have time for that. And you should also know why I'm here exactly." He quirked a brow suggestively. "Concerning a couple missing boys of mine, perhaps?" Unaware of Talis's disobeying acts, he had thought the boy may be smart enough to listen to him for once.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 2:40 pm
"As you might of already know, Dear Radevel. Those missing boys of yours came to me out of their won accord. I had no part in either sending my own boys after them or convincing them to come. They came by the strength of their own wills and as long as they are under my roof, then whatever they wish to do will be made out of their own judgement." Her eyes hardened and turned icy cold, "That means that you as a guest has no power to force any of them to do your bidding or return."
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