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 Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 9:20 am
Rajin let out a chuckle as he watched his love's expression. That was the cutest expression Joshua had made. Could it be that his little swordsman was bashful? Yeah, that could be it. Maybe that was part of the beorc's odd behavior. Too shy to show their true feelings.
Suddenly, he heard Joshua shouted. Roy? Who was Roy?
The tiger looked up in the direction the Swordsmaster was shouting at. The only person walking by was that red-haired teen. Did his love know him? Hmm... Looked too young to be his love's ex-lover. Must be a friend then.
But if that teen was Joshua's ex-lover, he would let him know that Joshua was his. After all, he was quite territorial of what was his. But he had nothing to worry about that. That teen was too young to be Joshua's ex-lover and he continued to walk away after his lover called out to him.
When the teen walked away, Rajin slid his other arm around Joshua's waist and smiled seductively. "Well, what about it? You want to find out who will end up on top of our bet?"
There was no way he was going to let Joshua win. He would toy with Joshua like a cat toying the mouse. And when that time came, he would pounce on him like a predator.
((Crummy post... ._.; ))
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 9:25 am
((................))
He pulled the red-headed lord up so that he was standing straight rather then have him dipped down as if he was about to fall over at any moment. So Roy was doing good, that was excellent to hear. Ephraim was about to let go of the boy's arm until he felt something penetrate the back of his spine. Oddly enough, it didn't hurt but...somehow....he felt different..he had this warm feeling down his gut.
The morph obviously was completly forgotten since all that went through Ephraim'd mind was the teenager standing right in front of him. "I can..fairly say I am doing well" the lancer purred, glad the question was asked especially by oh so cute little lord in his arms.
((INTERRUPTION, BECAUSE AT THIS MOMENT I'M KINDA JUST BASHING MY HEAD INTO MY DESK XD ))
A smirk formed across the lancer's lips and he suddenly pulled Roy close, one wrapped around that...thin....waist, the other hand...came to the side of the red-head's, carressing it softly. "I would have to agree the bishop that this is indeed a wonderful holiday..Tell me, Roy. Care to join in a little....afternoon tea?" that was totally not an invite to bed..noooooo of course not. What in anyone's right mind would thi- ok maybe it can be bu-ZIP IT!
No matter, Ephraim shifted where he stood, bringing the young lord with him and suddenly, out of no where pinned him against the wall. "Or would you prefer something....different..?" his right hand made its way to that small chin, raising Roy's head to look at the lancer himself. "...Well?"
(( *insert 74389243924328 head desk here* ))
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 9:48 am
~Ninian~
It was Valentine's Day. Everywhere, couples were fulfilling plans to meet and celebrate the holiday, with much joy and cheer involved. Even people who were simply friends took advantage of the occasion to indulge in lots and lots of sweets.
Oh yes, it was Valentine's Day. Perhaps more appropriately known as Single's Awareness Day.
Ninian slowly made her way toward the Hostess Club. Today would most likely be an excellent day for business. Knowing full well what today was, Ninian had volunteered to work, hoping that it would take her mind off things. Rather than wear the traditional pink, red, and white, she had opted for a dress of yellow and cream, her sheer blue cape attached around her neck, with black boots and gloves. She left her hair down, placing in it a simple yellow flower ornament with black and silver accents. She couldn't exactly hide her eyes, but her hair did hide the faint scar on her forehead. With Ninis's Grace on her finger and the silver locket Nils had given her around her neck, she was as ready as she'd ever be for this bleakest of days.
Despite the promise she'd made to herself, she would not think his name today.
Thus she wandered down the street, averting her eyes from the merriment around her.
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 9:50 am
Well what’s so bad about a little coin toss now and then?
The Tempest King Ahhh come on. Live a little! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I'm betting my happiness life on this one Okay Roy was a p***k, Joshua could guess the expression the lord had on his face (Little did Joshua know that his revenge was being carried out). Back to the situation though it was definitely time to go to Plan B before anyone else he knew saw Rajin snuggling him like he was a cuddly red-haired teddy bear….. a teddy bear that he wanted to have sex with. As the second arm slid around his waist Joshua smiled back at the Tiger lovingly, "I think I already know who will be on top." He sighed as he leaned against the love struck tigers chest and wrapped his arms like a harness under Rajin’s armpits and rubbed the big kitty’s back. And the academy award goes to Joshua! "Hey Rajin?" He cooed softly as if he was totally stricken by love as he leaned his face close to the Tiger's ear so his facial expression of closed eyes couldn't be seen, as his arms slowly crept up closer to the Laguz's neck and started stroking the muscles there softly. "Sweet dreams!" Suddenly the swordmaster’s face took on an insane look and twisted grin as his eyes snapped open, "Ha!" The hands on the tiger’s neck suddenly snapped to where that gambler in a Jehanna pub had showed him, to grab a nerve that should get him out of this mess. Twisting the nerve quickly in a move that would knock out a beorc for a good half-hour, Joshua's grin became wider before he realized something, Rajin was a Laguz and could have a different anatomy, all sorts of things could happen after he grabbed the nerve! The tiger could be out for only five minutes or it could have no effect at all. And God forbid that what he had hit was an erogenous zone, then he was literally ********. Rajin seemed to be one step away from making this thread R-rated. C’est la vie, -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tell you what, We'll flip on it, Heads, I win Tails, you lose DIE
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 9:55 am
 There were many thoughts running though his head at this point.
Who's this woman?
Why is she asking me about muppets?
Haven't she ever heard a South Etrurian accent before?
Why is she so damn squealish?
...why is she seductively showing her well-shaped legs like that?
Lance wanted to turn away his face, but he couldn't quite...take his eyes off her. It was probable that part of it was because he had been living in involountary celibacy for the past few years, but he also had a feeling if he'd turn his face away from this girl, he'd suffer dire consequences, like having his ears cut off, or his body drained of blood...
Suddenly, he felt a sharp tension in his chest. He felt like gasping, but nothing came out. He looked up at the girl's face. W-what did this girl do to me?
And that's when it happened.
His eyesight blurred out the corners of his eyes, like a frame, and was completely focused on this...airhead of a girl. He felt his temperature rise, and he had a sudden urge to drop everything and just...fondle her. Only one type of ailment had these symptoms.
Aw crap. Aphrodisiac.
He was all too familiar with it. His mind quickly drifted over to his past experience with the drug, and how he nearly got raped by his fellow male companion at one point.
Was the same about to happen?
Lance briefly muttered "Excuse me" before taking out a small vial, and drank its contents. Luckily for him, he had an antidote for the said drug, and in time, the effect would wear off--
All the symptoms earlier mentioned suddenly got intensified, making everything feel even stronger.
What why it's supposed to work immediately why isn't it is this some sort of new aphrodisiac that I haven't encountered yet and frankly I don't give a damn anymore what was I doing mmmmm those hips...!
Lance rose to his feet, and if he had been watching himself now, it would've felt like the vision of him was from his feet, going up towards his face, while he was moving in slow-motion towards the squeal girl, flipping his hair sensually, and all the while, there was some...heavy luting and drumming in the background, in a very rocking soundtrack...
This, of course, was an illusion, and he actually moved in real-time, but still, that was the signal he felt like he was emitting.
He approached the girl, and stood really close to her, when he did an old magician's trick, being producing a rose out of thin air, and held it up to the girl.
"Monsters...? No, not really a monster, but they are quite...dangerous, I admit..." Lance spoke with a calm, collected tone, completely devoid of his usual accent. "Danger...I get the feeling from you that you are one to approach danger, are you not? Do you like...flirting with danger? If so..." he chuckled erotically before continuing, as he wrapped his arm around her shoulder, with his face a mere inch from her face, breathing lightly down her neck, "...well, here I am."
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 10:04 am
Ganon growled, stomping out of the Hostess Club with his guitar in hand and looking around. "Yeah, ghosts my a**, somebody's stealing cakes," he muttered, searching around for whatever mage was out here sneaking cakes through the air with magic. He swung his reptilian head back and forth, then sighed and hopped down the stairs. Whoever it was was long gone by now, but, he decided, he may as well step out for a bit and enjoy a warm day. He slung his guitar across his back and wandered down the street, stretching. "Oof, it's nice to get out." It wasn't as warm as perhaps he might have liked, but maybe he could spend an hour basking, if he found a nice spot on a roof or something.
He turned a corner leisurely, and found himself quite suddenly face to face with one of the lovely hostesses! "Oh, Ninian!" he said, breaking into a smile. "Take your time getting into work, everyone's scampered out 'cause they think there's a ghost. How was your weekend?" He yawned, turning his head to the side, and shook it fiercely. "So hard to come out of hibernation," he muttered softly. "Wanna grab breakfast? I haven't eaten in two weeks."
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 1:45 pm
Meryl only laughed a little as she watched him do his thing. Drinking from some random vial, and then all of a sudden being suave and debonair? Looks like he was some kind of anti-drunkard, getting more appealing after downing strange substances. Really, after the types she'd been around growing up, this was a very welcome change.
The way he flipped his hair, it was kinda humorous. He had to have done that just to look good, and it wasn't really working. After all, the thugs and ruffians of Verdane did things like that all the time, except they made it ugly. This man, he was just defying expectations, left and right. He was attractive, he was different, and he seemed like much less of an unsavory character than she'd ever been around.
Meryl couldn't stop a smile as he got almost uncomfortably close to her, and pulled out a rose. This place was so much cooler than Verdane, totally. It had a homeless man who hid roses on his person without being uncomfortably creepy! And really, with as entertained as she was, the thief was doing nothing but just standing there. After all, if she broke the man's flirty stride, she wouldn't be having fun anymore.
...and he was really, really good at figuring her out. Was she shallow, impossibly easy to read, things like that? Goodness, if the homeless man could do that, she might have to worry about the normal people! Meryl began to pout just a little, but quickly moved to cover it up.
"Well, mister dangerous, as wonderful as you are already, I think a name would help..." Hopefully, he'd take the frown as simple sadness towards not knowing his name. If not... she'd work with it. After all, if he was already breathing down her neck, she might have finally found someone to suit her fancy.
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 3:02 pm
Lance couldn't help but gasp jokingly that she was asking his name in such a manner. Her frown did not concern him, not majorly at least. Whatever reasons she had for such a face, it did not matter to him. At this point, if she was sad for some reason, all he wanted was to hug her and make her feel better. "Please! Milady! Surely you're not sad about not knowing my name! There is never a reason good enough to turn a face as beautiful as yours sour by pouting! But if knowing my name will ease your troubles, I will tell you! However, since danger is part of my life, knowing my name may place you in dire peril yourself, and how my heart would ache if I knew that you could get hurt just by that knowledge!"
Lance took his rose and made it disappear, just as soon as it had appeared, when he smiled and knelt down in front of her. "My name, is Lance Dartel. You may call me whatever you like..." he paused to take the girl he previously thought was annoying's (he had no idea why he did, she was absolutely LOVELY) hand and kissed it gently, still kneeling, and then looked up into her eyes "...may I only know Milady's name as well!"
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 5:02 pm
Lance Dartel. It was quite the dashing name, really. And putting her safety so high on his priorities, when he'd only just met her, too! If only she'd met men this chivalrous back home! Heck, just meeting this man made her loathe the very prospect of going home, where there was nothing but rude, gross thugs.
Meryl clearly blushed, turning red like a tomato, when Lance kissed her upon the hand, forcing her to look away for just a moment. When she looked back into his eyes, which were really quite gorgeous, like golden diamonds, she began to smile. He asked for her name, and he called her Milady. Had she found a prince, or a knight, or something? This guy was absolutely perfect!
"My... My name is Meryl Calanthe, Sir Dartel." He called her a lady, so calling him a sir was the least she could do. She contemplated mentioning how, if danger came, she could handle herself, but he was making her feel warm and fuzzy inside. Why ruin the moment?
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 5:51 pm
Lance chuckled. Wow! He never realized he had been away from women this long! And then suddenly, as if by fate (although he wasn't much of a believer in fate, what the hell) he suddenly met someone that seemed to really take what he said to heart! Unless she was a golddigger...but there was no risk in hell this beautiful, giddy girl was anything like that!
"Meryl Calanthe...a most beautiful name, but I had not expected anything else from someone with such a divine face as yours!"
He felt like he had to comment on the 'Sir' part, because he wasn't noble or even knighted, but he was afraid that saying it the wrong way would tick her off the wrong way...
"Though being called sir...I'm sorry to say, Milady, that I am not a knight in such a manner as you would initially think, neither am I a lord...I am, however, quite certainly a knight of the shadows! And as opposed to a normal knight, I have no liege...as such, I can swear my alliegance to whomever I want to...and the very first moment I saw you, Milady, I knew! I knew!" He spun her around, and held the back of her head with one of his free hands, and his other one over her arm.
"This was the person to whom I would give my life for! For you have not only smitten me, but also stolen my heart, but with the subtle smile that only a goddess can possess! And if you would deem me worthy, I would follow you, Milady! My heart, my body, my soul! It is yours for the taking!"
Lance suddenly paused awkwardly, his eyes darting to the side for a moment. "Then again, I may not be the standard knight in a shining armor most princesses would dream of..."
His eyes flew back to look deep into hers again, and his face lit up with a bright smile again. "But it also means there is less armor to be in the way for me and my passion for you..." he said with a devious grin.
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 6:24 pm
Roy felt a sudden chill down his spine. Sure, there was no possible way that he could see Psyche, or the arrow that was supposed to be for him but instead got Ephraim. All he knew was that he had narrowly escaped a horrible situation.
Only to find himself in an awkward situation instead.
Ephraim had his arm around the young lord's waist, and he had a feeling there was more behind the mere 'afternoon tea'. The writer right now is currently headdesking because he cannot find anything else to write besides how awkward it was for Roy right now, because he was usually the one to pull stunts like this on girls, and that was only if he was close enough to them in a relationship. Ephraim...not a girl, and definitely not close. Body distance-wise, he was a little too close.
"I seriously hope you mean the tea we can find at like...the Hostess Cafe...and not what I think you're attempting to suggest." said Roy.
And then he was pinned against the wall by the prince, feeling the man's hand lift up his chin. Roy's eyes narrowed as he looked up at Ephraim.
"If you're using me as practice to learn how to get a woman or Kishuna, you're failing horribly. This is pretty close to rape, which is frowned upon in most civilized societies." the young lord said coldly.
Now if you will excuse the writer, he will now go headdesk for a little while to get all the bad images out of his head.
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 6:31 pm
Again with the compliments! Meryl only smiled, and blushed more. After all, she didn't have the best luck with people period, and she's all of a sudden in some other town, meeting the most charming man she'd ever laid eyes on! She definitely didn't care if he wasn't a normal knight, or anything like that, he was shaping up to be quite the knight in shining armor, to her.
Her face contorted from ecstasy to wonder as he spun her around. She didn't see it coming, really. He only continued to impress her with each word that came from his mouth. He was even talking about pledging himself fully to her, on top of it! Meryl mused to herself for a moment, unable to stop herself. Any other time, she would be the one pledging herself to another! ...of course, the moment things got to the weird place, she'd do away with them.
But hopefully not Lance Dartel, here. He was so nice to her, she couldn't see anything possibly forcing her to end her relationship in that way! After all, with as chivalrous as he was, he'd hopefully be quite content with keeping the little armor he wore on for only a little longer. She did just stumble upon this land, and falling for the first man she saw may not bode well, if she stuck around. And then her mind moved to what should have been the first thing on her mind...
"Hehe, Lance, knight of the shadows, you've got me interested. I'd love to hear stories all about you, and what you've done..." Meryl giggled, unable to feel elated at his bright smile. "But, well... I don't even know where I am..." She began to frown again, because really, knowing nothing about where you were, when you were in the middle of some large plaza in the middle of a bustling city, could possibly do wonders for one's perception of your intelligence. Or maybe she'd come off as a bubbly airhead that didn't care about anything! She didn't want to dash Lance's image of her, whether she thought it was true or not. And where was she, anyway?
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 6:52 pm
Oh ho ho, fiesty little guy wasn't he? His statement didn't make sense actually. Its not like Ephraim had any sort of...body part....leaned against on this poor soul in any way. Noo..not a all...besides the arm that's still around his waist, and a hand to the chin..nothing else really. So how was this going to be considered rape?
Practice? For the girls? Kishuna? Pshaw, really now? Roy was obviously clueless on to these things if he was going to act so coldly. Oh look, he's not even resisting. How sweet~. "Technically my boy, I'm not doing anything to you. so I would hardly believe this be close to rape~" besides having him close and against the wall? Yea, that can be taken as mugging actually. "Now..if I did maybe..this" once again, the teenager was pulled against the lancer's own body, but this time, that...hand of his came to grasp that a** of his. ((*HEAD DESKS*)) "Now this you can consider close..but I'm not that kind of person you see" the hand moved away, but still keeping Roy close to him as he possibly could.
"I just hope you know...this cold attitude of yours only makes you more attractive...its almost...oh how should I say it...hot..? As you would say?" that smile never left his face..oh no, it stayed there the entire time.
Rapist grin? Surely nooo, but what was Roy going to do hm? He's not resisting, playing hard to get? Sure, maybe, but that only made the young lord a little more attractive to the Prince's eyes.
And now for somethign completly different, at this point this person's writer shall now go bang herself into the wall because Kishuna has been forgotten and should he even APPEAR in this event, oh oh fiesty drama lama fest!
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 8:14 pm
~Ninian~
"Oh, Ninian!" a voice called.
Ninian looked up, slightly dazed. It took her a moment to recognize the bard. "Ah . . . Oh, hello, Ganon," she finally said. She shook her head once to clear it. What is wrong with me today? Almost running into the bard, completely spacing out . . . this was most unlike her.
"Take your time getting into work, everyone's scampered out 'cause they think there's a ghost. How was your weekend?" Ganon asked. He yawned widely, muttering something about hibernation. The dancer opened her mouth to answer when he continued. "Wanna grab breakfast? I haven't eaten in two weeks."
She blinked. "Two weeks? That's a long time to go without eating," she said without thinking. "Oh, I'm sorry; that was rather rude of me. Ah . . . breakfast sounds nice."
She had skipped out on the first meal of the day in favor of getting to the Hostess Club early to make up for all the time she had missed while . . . unwell. And since today was a holiday--don't think about that!--she had taken the time to dress up. Thinking about it, her stomach growled softly, reminding her of its current empty state. She laughed, embarrassed. "Ah, shall we?" she said, gesturing for Ganon to lead the way. "Um, if you don't mind my asking, what was that you mentioned about a ghost?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 10:46 pm
(( ....... ))
Just like Ephraim and Roy's writers, this creator's writer wanted to bang her head to the wall. But instead she was facepalming herself to the situation she was given. Anyway.....
The tiger let out a smile as he watched the Swordsmaster smiled back and leaned against his chest. Well, it seemed that the Swordsmaster loved him too. He wondered when did Joshua love him. Maybe when they first met?
Rajin let out a soft growled purr as Joshua wrapped his arms behind his back and rubbed. Somehow, that spell that the stupid cupid had placed had turned him into a soft, cuddling kitten. If the tiger was in his right mind, he would never let that happened to ruin his image. However, since he was "lovestruck," the tiger didn't care.
"Oh, really?" Rajin smirked back at Joshua. It seemed that the swordsman knew what position he was in. Well, that was a good thing to know. After all, most animal fought for dominance and surely, he wasn't different from them.
Rajin snuggled his face into the Swordsman's neck, taking another deep breathe into his scent. Somehow, the tiger couldn't get enough of him. If he ever dared leave Joshua, he was sure that he would forget him. No. He had to make sure that the Jehanna prince would remain in his heart and mind.
"Yeah?" Rajin replied as he pulled his head out and looked at the swordsman. He could see Joshua's face moving in close. Was he planning to kiss him? Hmm, he never kissed a guy before. Only women. He wondered what Joshua's lips would feel and what did it taste like? Maybe he would get his answer as the Swordsmaster's arms moved up to his neck and rubbing it. He let out another purr. Maybe he could lower his head and-
"Sweet dreams!"
What?
"Ow!" Rajin yelped as he jerked his head back and grabbed the Swordsmaster's hand away from his neck. "What the hell was that for?"
That was a failure move for the Swordsmaster to put the tiger to sleep for the nerve that he was looking for was at the bottom base of the neck, not the neck itself. That move would be more of choking the tiger. And even if the swordsman did pinch the base of the neck, it would be hard for him to put Rajin to sleep. After all, Rajin had been into many fights before meeting him; therefore, the skin was tough and it would be hard to locate the nerve.
Now what the hell was Joshua doing? Why was he trying to choke him? Surely, it couldn't be what he said (Again, his writer facepalmed herself). He didn't say anything to offend him. So what could it be?
Ah.... I get it. Rajin thought as he let out a seductive smirk to Joshua. Now, why didn't he see it before? It made sense now.
"Joshie, dear. That's not how you gave a hickie." Rajin grinned wider.
((His writer now had the urged to bang her head. ))
It wasn't that Rajin was dumb. He just didn't understand much about the beorc's cultures. With so many people from different worlds, there were many cultures that were different from where he learned the beorc's cultures in Tellius. Maybe Joshua was from a different world and this was how he showed a hickie. These beorc were so strange with their cultures.
"Let me show you how to make a hickie."
Within a second, he let go of the Swordsmaster's hand and placed it behind Joshua's head. Suddenly, he quickly lower his head toward the Swordsman's neck and began to kiss it, followed with teething and sucking it. If the tiger heard Joshua's scream, there would be a smirk on his lips as he continued kissing it. He could sense the swordsman's body moving, but he held his waist firmly. He wasn't going to let the hickie be unfinished.
After thirty seconds, he pulled his head back and let out a prideful smug while licking his upper lip as he lowered his hand from the head to waist. At the base of Joshua's neck was a hickie. It wasn't the mark of the mate, but if the swordsman wanted, he would be glad to do so. In addition, Joshua tasted kinda sandy with a hint of spice... Yummy!
"Have anyone ever told you that you've tasted good?" Rajin cooed smilingly.
Now if you could excuse the writer, she needed to find something to bang her head to get the image of this situation out...
(( EAT MY CRACK DUST, EPHY! No one dares steal my shticks and gets away with it. LOL XD))
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