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 Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 8:03 am
"Hmm... Maybe we can just agree that we're both sexy and get it over with." Ski grinned and lowered her mouth to his neck, soflt ylicking and sucking it to soften the flesh. When it had done so, she carefully buried a fang into his neck and drank a small amount of his blood. With an pleasurable shudder, she let the wound close. Ski licked the last remains of the crimson liquid from her lips and mixed the taste with more vodka.
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 8:10 am
Kiriyama heavily breathed as she took some blood from him."Ahh, a blood vodka shot.So Im guessing you love the taste of my blood like I love the taste of your blood."
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 8:17 am
"What can I say? Blood is addicting..." Ski leaned over and brushed her neck against his chin, while her mouth went by his ear. "And your is the best I've ever tasted..."
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 8:20 am
Kiriyama smiled."Hey dont tease me that much.Cant take too much blood after sex.You'll tire yourself out.Plus.......I dont take clean little bites."
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 8:26 am
Skiaska moved back some, but pouted. Thinking her schedule over, she replied, "In about two weeks, my body will have produced enough blood tha tit's unhealthy. I'll let you know when Gail deems me ready for a draining." She instead pulled up for a kiss. After a moment, she broke away and grinned again.
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 9:41 pm
Kiriyama grinned as he kissed her."Alright....I'll have to remember that day.Say......you think I can stay in your room with you? I dont want to be apart from you."He said in a pouting tone.
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2007 6:52 am
Skiaska bit her lip, bit it couldn't hide her smile. "Of course you can, Kiri-kun." She paused briefly to think that over. Yeah, that's right... I'm pretty sure anyway. The honorific 'kun' is supposed to be for someone you like or are attracted to... And it's used for males... Ski nodded at him and suddenly brought her hand up to her mouth to hide a yawn.
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2007 4:53 pm
Kiriyama smiled as he looked at her."Well cant say its the first time Ive been called Kiri-kun. But for once I think it means somthing."He hled his hand over his mouth as he yawned as well.
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2007 8:45 pm
Skiaska smiled kindly at him, with undertones of tiredness. The effects of minor blood loss, sex, dancing, and drinking finally caught up to her. With a teasing tug on his collar, she stood up. "Shall we go to OUR room?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 22, 2007 6:07 am
Kiriyama chuckled and nodded."Sure, why not. Its my favroite room in the whole place afterall."He said in a playfull manner.
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Posted: Mon Jan 22, 2007 3:35 pm
Skiaska chuckled and began walking, trailing Kiriyama along with her. "Hmm... From now on, it will probably be mine, too."
((Exit))
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Posted: Fri Jan 26, 2007 7:49 pm
"Ouch...."
Those were the first (embaressed) words out of Kashkin's mouth. He had just walked into the bar, greeting the smell of alchohal and other rancor things (along with music), and no sooner had he walked to the bar when he tripped over a shoelace, falling flat on his face. People turned and looked at him, some asking if he was alright.
"Eh-heh.... My bad. Clumsy feet I guess!" Kashkin laughed along with them, realizing what a fool he made out of myself. He ordered some cranberry juice, and got it, saying thank you more than enough and going down the stairs, following the music and lights.
'Why am I here again?' Kashkin thought to himself. 'Hmmm.... maybe I was just here for a change of scenery. Well, either that or I'm procrastinating from work.'
He descided to go down to the dance floor area of the bar. He didn't want to do much for a while, so he descided to kill some time by just lougning around on one of the black couches they had down there.
Smiling to himself, he carried his cranberry juice down to the dance floor, making his way along the outside of all the dancing people to the first and only abandoned couch. It was in plain view, but he didn't mind. He was a hunter. And he had cranberry juice.
Sitting down, he leaned back, his head resting against the soft couch as he sunk into the softness. Smiling even more, he simply sat there, stretching his legs out. He had a feeling that it was going to be a good night.
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 8:08 pm
Ani walked into the bar, her waist length braid swung from side to side as she moved, the lights showing the blue stripes in her long black hair which stood out against the white tank top she wore. A rouge blue stripe hung over her green eye contrasting sharply with it, while complimenting the blue one. She took a deep breath a small smile playing across her lips as she headed down towards the dance floor looking for a place to sit. After selecting a couch she plopped down and drew her legs up loosely wrapping her arms around them, while resting her chin on her knees. Her mis-matched eyes scanned the room, drinking in her surroundings. She fiddled with the edge of one of the various holes on her pants, causing it to grow and expose more of the deep blue leggings underneath.
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Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2007 1:35 pm
"Hah..."
Simon watched the club from his seat at the bar, leaning on the stool to the left causing it to tip, and stand on two legs. It was pretty fun, especiaaly when you were watching people trip, something that made Simon laugh, although being rather mean in doing so. The guy looked pretty interesting; Simon thought whilst drinking from his glass of coke. Well, Kashkin didn't do nothing too interesting, except ordering cranberry juice. Did he have urinary problems? "Kidney stones hurt," Simon said to no one in paticular before standing up and walking towards Kashkin.
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Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2007 3:21 pm
Kashkin's ears twitched, taking all the sounds around him. His hair was still covered in cranberry juice, and he couldn't help but try and taste his hair. Yes, as strange as it was, he couldn't help it. Wouldn't you try and taste your hair if it was delicious?
Of course you would. Either that, or out of curiosity.
Still oblivious to everything, he descided to stand up and stretch his arms a bit. He scanned the crowd, looking for any newcomers or people of interest. He found a couple, his eyes hovering particularly over a girl who was on a couch not too far from his. She was fiddling with her pants, obviously searching for the same thing he was. Something new, something to do, or possibly even all of the above and then some. She seemed nice.
Then again, the last vampire that Kashkin had talked to was nice... before she tried killing him with a .50 BMG Anti-material long range rifle. Kashkin killed her quite quickly, suffering only a huge gash across his left arm, left leg, and near his right ankle.
But that was another story for another time.
Just as Kashkin built up the courage to walk over and talk to the girl, he heard a voice inbetween the loud noises and beats of the music. Kidney stones?
Turning around, he looked at the man approaching him (Simon). He smiled, waved lazily, and hopped onto the couch, crouching down, balancing on his feet fairly well. He then turned to the girl (Ani) and waved a little, smiling, obviously shy.
He turned back to the cup in his left hand. It had just enough juice left in it for one sip.
"Better save that." Kashkin said to himself, his mind thinking about random ideas of how to talk to the pretty girl nearby. Well, that, and also talk to Simon. Conversation was always healthy. Besides, a guy with cranberry juice in his hair didn't attract the ladies all too well.
With that, he waited, expecting either someone to talk to him or another drunk person to stumble onto him. Hey, at least this time there wasn't anything to spill.
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