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 Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 12:06 am
It was difficult to decide whether to be entertained or annoyed by her insistance, and Chert finally settled on a strange mixture of both. His natural tendency was to balk at the suggestion, but he was also tickled that something as simple as a little lax grooming could be such a turn on. There might even have been a small impulse (very small, you understand- miniscule!) to acquiesce to the request and see what would happen.
"You hungry?" he asked in an attempt to steer the conversation clear of body hair.
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 11:26 am
"Possibly," she murmured, hand raising up to mess her own hair up in thought, "Though a shower is in order, and alas my crutches are over there." With a motion towards the crutches that were still sprawled over the floor by the couch, Antony gave him a cheeky grin before stealing another kiss.
Though, she'd need to put that damn garbage bag over her cast to keep it dry. Stupid thing.
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 5:25 pm
Chert returned her grin. "Alright, Gimpy, I've got ya covered." He was strategically distant from the bed when he said it, already halfway towards the crutches.
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 5:30 pm
She made an offended scoffing noise in response, crossing her arms over her chest as she was about to inform him that he could have simply carried her to the shower, but stopped to watch the scenery instead.
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 5:50 pm
He turned around, curious about the lack of retort... Ah, well that explained it. Funny how a person could still suddenly feel a pang of self-consciousness after spending the night. He rolled his eyes to cover the emotion and handed Antony her crutches, sitting down on the edge of the bed. One hand rearranged the sheets while he tried to figure out where his pants had gotten to.
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 5:54 pm
Antony raised an eyebrow at his look, but took the crutches from him with a simple "Thank you" before getting up to hobble into the bathroom, not really caring that she was still naked. "You coming?" She called from the other room after turning the water on.
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 6:16 pm
Chert was not exactly well-versed in matters of intimacy, despite a few previous relationships. He raised his eyebrows at the unexpected offer and glanced at the window. The light still carried a pale hint of morning, enough to blunt the growing urge to head back out into the world and continue his search now that he was fully awake. There was still time. There's always time for that! a part of him argued. Admittedly, not the part that resided in his brain... But it really was an attractive offer. Chert padded after Antony into the bathrrom.
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 6:27 pm
Having just finished brushing her teeth when he walked in, she hobbled to the shower to test the water, adjusting it when she found it to be too hot. Her cast was covered in some sort of garbage bag, but more refined. Well as refined as a cast rain jacket could be. It wasn't long before she had slipped into the shower, leaving it open for Chert to join her.
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 6:45 pm
Chert slid the shower shut after him. The warm water was soothing, washing away yesterday's staleness with its touch. He gave Antony a crooked grin of sympathy for the inconvenience of the cast. It'd be a pain the a** for awhile yet, and in the end there'd be that multi-month-old funk to look forward to after it was removed.
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 8:39 pm
The five tails seemed to absorb water quite readily, and per usual since she got the cast, Antony stumbled a bit at the added weight. "I declare it your responsibility to keep me from falling," she stated after righting herself and shampooing her hair, and fur on her face, first. The tails would have to be done last.
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Posted: Mon May 15, 2006 9:38 pm
[Reserved for rest of ze RP]
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Posted: Mon May 15, 2006 9:50 pm
As the couple was leaving Antony's duplex, Markeron, the guard that seemed to have risen as the "head hauncho" sense the Aubrey incident called out to them.
"Hey - you two!" He hopped out of the parked Jeep and approached them quickly. "You there. You're uh... " he checked a peice of paper. "Brian Sanders, yeah?"
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Island of Moreau Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon May 15, 2006 9:57 pm
Chert raised a suspicious eyebrow at the guard. "Technically," he said, gaze flitting quickly from the Jeep, to the guard that had spoken, to the paper in the man's hands. Something icy and unpleasant squirmed in the pit of his stomach. He didn't know what business, exactly, had brought Moreau's uniformed dogs down to the duplexes, but he'd have to be a complete fool to believe it was anything good.
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Posted: Mon May 15, 2006 10:03 pm
Antony had seen the jeep before she heard it, and immediately stopped and leaned on the railing for support. "********," she muttered under her breath as her tails were almost rigid behind her. Making it look like she were simply shifting her weight, the squirrel woman conveniently loosened her grip on the crutch closest to Chert. Just in case s**t went from bad to worse.
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Posted: Mon May 15, 2006 10:12 pm
"Yeah, can you come here then." Markerson reached down in his car and took out a small metal case. His rifle was strapped to his front, crossing the front of him in a very obvious way.
He started over towards him, unlocking the case. Inside was a syringe filled with a blue substance and a little cottom ball soaked with alcohol in a plastic baggie.
"You," he said, pointing to Antony. "Step away. Sanders come here. I got something from you from the doc."
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