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 Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 12:10 pm
"Sweet goddess, a familiar face! I just got done socking one of those damn stuffed shirts for bashing on gays," Kyuubi said, giving a relieved sigh and wrapped his arm around Kyoko's waist casually. "I don't know what I'd have done if you hadn't just found me. I think I'm going crazy in this stuffy atmosphere."
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 12:12 pm
May had watched the fight in silent awe, regretting the small joke that she had started. It wasn’t supposed to have lead to a fist fight. She merely nodded when the other woman requested a rain check on their dance.
Eventually though, she moved her rooted feet to the table where the mess had been made and bent down low to pick up fallen shards of glass. She wasn’t so sure she’d be able to get the wine stains out of anything, but the least she could do was pick up the glass so no one would harm themselves on it.
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 12:14 pm
Irene chuckled at Crystal's reaction. It wasn't the first time he had seen her doubting his intentions, and it wasn't the first time anyone had. He loved the expression, the half-believing and half-doubting face of every innocent girls he had met. The older ones, more experienced ladies, would simply brush his words off. Flirting was merely a game between them, like a good everyday joke that would make them laugh. Crystal had certainly not been one of their circles. Her feelings were yet too tender for the tricks that the nobles played.
"Anything to please YOU. My lady." Irene repeated the girl's words, only to replace the subject to her. In the meantime he guided Crystal out of the crowd, trying to find a quiet place. Eventually the two walked out of the mansion and into the lawn, where the moon shines gave a calm blue glow to the entire place. There he turned, and looked at the girl in the eyes, smiling.
"Should I take off my coat to make things convinent for you, my lady?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 12:17 pm
Kyoko looked quite sorry. "Gomen nasai...If I'd know how bad it'd be, I wouldn't have asked you to come." She cringed. "I wouldn't have come. But...maybe we can make the best of a bad situation!" Though the grin on her face couldn't be seen, it was obvious in her dark amber eyes. "No stuffed shirt is gonna keep me from dancing! Kinda sucks there's almost no bass to this music though..."
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 12:22 pm
"That's why I taught you how to slow-dance, remember Kyoko?" Kyuubi purred, grinning and whisking the punk girl onto the dance floor. Just like in his lessons, his moves were smooth as silk, and he moved between the stuffed shirts easily. Just because Kyuubi was a punk-goth didn't mean he hadn't been to his fair share of balls. He preferred to avoid them, though...
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 12:30 pm
Kyoko nodded and followed Kyuubi's lead. She had caught on quickly when she was being taught, but her movements were still a bit rough. Despite her talent for dance, some things just took practice. "Yup! And it gives me an excuse to ignore the weird looks. You'd think they'd never seen someone like me before."
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 12:35 pm
Crystal had the presence of mind to grab some small towels and napkins before she was lead outside, trying to keep her wits about her. She could tell Irene enjoyed toying with her, but why he kept coming back to her when there was a gaggle of other willing girls completely baffled her. But then...she felt that was part of his game. She couldn't seperate the sincerity from the game, and it was very difficult to react when she didn't know what was said in earnest and what was to get a rise out of her.
Her plastered grin slid off her face as they exited the mansion, thankful for the cool night air. "I suppose, if I'm cleaning you off, it would, my Lord," she replied to him calmly, still watching his face for signs of a bruise. She took off her gloves and laid them over her shoulder, not wanting to add grass stains to what she'd have to remove from the white cloth. Her bare hands slid over his shoulders to help him remove the jacket, falling back into old habits.
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 12:54 pm
Irene smiled, and procceded to take off his black coat, which was now cold and drentched in wine. He moved swiftly, and tossed the coat to the groud cooly. Inside of his coat wore a dark red waistcoat, which was worn on top of a black shirt. Without Crystal's consent he continued to take off the rest of his clothing, the vest, the shirt until eventually he was left with a tight, sleeveless black top that closely stuck to his body, wet with drinks that was spilt onto him. All the outer clothings had effectively hid his well-trained muscles underneath. His arms and broad shoulders especially, for he was experienced in swords. Surely the scum that had punched him earlier would not take him as a female if he wore less...
Irene shook his head haughtily, letting his long hair fall down to his face. Through the small spaces in between he glanced up at Crystal, and nodded.
"Is this enough for you to begin, my lady?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 1:12 pm
Crystal quirked an amused eyebrow as the jacket was discarded to the grass. "That's not g...going..." That was all she managed to squeeze out before Irene continued to strip as if in the comfort of his own bedroom. Her heart clawed its way to her throat, threatening to strangle her if she kept staring at the man in front of her. Her grey eyes moved over his form, making her stomach do awkward flips, her mind in such a state of shock that she couldn't make herself stop. His voice finally broke her trance, making her squeak and wildly hold up a towel as if to block his body from anyone who may be near by.
"My Lord," she whispered, her eyes wide behind her mask. "This isn't...what are you doing?" She was grateful her face was hidden, as her cheeks were surely on fire. What was she doing, staring at him to begin with? He was a noble and shouldn't be...he shouldn't... She leaned forward and wrapped the towel around his wet shirt, swallowing hard. This night had been far, far more awkward than she had bargained for. Crystal decided not to speak unless spoken to; her lips were numb and she had nothing intelligent to say at this sudden change of pace.
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 1:22 pm
Irene blinked, pretending that he was innocent. "All the clothes are wet, I had to take all of them off or else it wouldn't feel very nice, being stuffed in wet shirts. Of course, if you feel uncomfrotable with this...my lady, I dry these off myself."
He bent over so that her face was right beside Crystal's, almost touching her cheeks with his. He did not, however, attempt to do anything besides cuddling close to her. Instead he took the leisure of sitting on the cool ground, watching the girl do her work. The corners of his mouth were dimmed in dark shadows, indicating a hint of smile on his face. Ah Crystal...what a pleasing sight.
And he wished that he could be in a room so he could take the last layer of clothing off. The wetness had made him more than uncomfortable. Surely the girl wouldn't mind. It was not the first time that he presented himself almost naked in front of other ladies. They loved that, and Irene could see Crystal did, too, even though her reaction was a bit different from those ladies that his mother befriended with...to them, he was a fun toy, but to Crystal...
Irene shook his head, hiding his confused face under his black hair. Crystal was certainly different, although Irene wasn't sure if he really liked this difference or not.
The lower class people were hard to understand.
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 1:24 pm
Finally, having finished picking up all the shards that her eye could spot, May stood up straight again and made her way to the nearest restroom. Upon entering the room she discarded the shards into a trash bin before making a beeline to the sink.
Turning on the hot water she quickly lathered her hands in soap before shoving them under the water, to rid herself of any wine that clung to her finger tips. She made special note to stay away from those fellows for the rest of the night.
Feeling her hands were as clean as they were going to get, she turned off the water and moved for the paper towels. After toweling her fingers dry she threw away the garbage before sighing.
Really, now, she didn’t want to leave the safety of this room. Her head was pounding, and she found no real desire to exit. But the thought of staying in the bathroom wasn’t all that pleasing either.
Shaking her head, she made her way out of the bathroom and looked around for some company she could hold.
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 1:35 pm
"Of course," she managed to say in a normal voice. She had to get a hold of herself. Her nerves were still on end from the fight, so...she was reacting badly. Yes, that's it. Crystal took in a deep breath, looking at his clothes, then to the man himself. Carefully pulling up the skirts of her dress, she kneeled next to him, grabbing one of the smaller towels. Her fingers deftly moved around the hem of his shirt, making a slow motion as if to show him she was going to pull it up. "You need your skin to be clean, then the garments. They're dark, so the stain wont show up much anyway...my Lord. You might...want to not wear this garment after the others are treated. I'll do that first, if you'd prefer."
She was asking for permission to reach up his shirt to take off most of the dampness, which was setting off more alarms in her head than she could count. Her calm, masked face belied her pulse, which was dancing all over the place like a trapped animal. That, and she'd have to go inside to get the proper ingredient to help remove the wine stains.
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 1:42 pm
" I have plenty of clothes prepared, do not worry." A pause, and then a playful, but somewhat relieved smile surficed on his face. Perhaps to the lady's surprise his hand enclosed on hers, then slipped down to her wrist, grabbing her arm.
"Shall I help you, my lady?" Irene grinned almost devilishly. Drawing Crystal up close, he pressed her hand against his abs, then moved it upwards slowly----beneath his wet top.
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 1:59 pm
Crystal looked at the man calmly, although her throat was so constricted it took her a few tries to speak. "I don't...think I'm helping you at all," she managed, weakly holding up the towel in her other hand. Her skin broke into goosebumps, although if it was from the situation or the cold air was anyone's guess. Part of her wanted to flee, and the other to leap upon him; she had to keep telling herself that this was just part of his game, it meant nothing, nothing to him...
She looked away briefly, feeling her head swim. It's just a body, she tried to tell herself, just a body, but it was the body of a noble, and one that happened to have her hand up his shirt. She could not begin to imagine the punishment both of them - her, more than he - would endure if they were caught. That thought was enough to make her slip her other hand under his shirt, using the one under his direction as a guide to gently wipe him down. Her fingers curled against his skin, sending fresh shocks of goosebumps up her arms. The woman simply stared at him with turbulent eyes, her pulse somewhat erratic under his fingers as she made an effort to do more than be uncertain.
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 2:19 pm
"Honestly, you'd think the stiffies had never been outside in their lives," Kyuubi purred softly, twirling Kyoko gracefully. Honestly, the woman had a natural talent for dancing, and it made his eyes roam over her graceful form. She was a beautiful woman. She would make a fine mate for some lucky soul...
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