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 Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 8:00 pm
As Blade pulled on his arm to lead him away Klyde just allowed it. He was so out of it at this point his steps were staggered and not very steady. "My legs feel odd." It was then that something else caught his eye and this time he pulled Blade along until they stopped at the window of the candy store, the place empty at the moment but the candy still on display. "Do want." He said with wide eyes, his face pressed against the glass of the window.
"Heeeeh Desmond won't drop me," Retracting her hand from his shirt Mitsu leaned over his arm, tilting her head back to look at Shun. "You're upside down....Are you ticklish Shun?" She asked with an impish grin her arm reaching over to poke and tickle whatever she could reach, the hand that held his trying to bring him closer.
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 8:21 pm
After they left the bar, Riyo's steps seemed to become more wobbly as well, the fun drained out of her. "I don't feel very good..." She admitted, staring down at her feet as if they were 100 feet long. Pulling her arm away from Blade temporarily, she weakly reached up to pinch herself. "Scratch that... I don't feel anything..." Frowning, Riyo's legs seemed to cave in right under her, though she didn't complain about it. "Need to sit for a few... Or more..."
Yeah. he'd like to see Shun try. Though he didn't say it out loud. Really, he didn't want to pick a fight. he just wanted to get back and put Mitsu to bed... If she'd even go. As the girl shifted, Desmond did his best to keep a good grip on her. "So... Uh... Nice night tonight, huh?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 8:28 pm
Glancing at the two as they both commented on their legs, Blade also noticed they were both having some difficulty walking. Was this because of the drugs? He didn't know what they had in them, and he wasn't too savvy with all the different things out there so he had no clue. But the fact they had this going on at the same time was a little strange.
Though, there wasn't really any way he could carry both of them if they collapsed.
"Ah.. we should be there soon, so try and hold out alright?" he said more to Riyo than the vampire, feeling fairly concerned here. The thief didn't know what the hell to do with Klyde once they reached the dorms. Perhaps he could try dropping him off at the vampire's room as well for the night.
Looking at Mitsu as she addressed him, he didn't really know how she could trust him... even while drunk. Blinking as he was pulled a little closer he tilted his head as he was being poked and prodded.
"I dun think so. Though no one's ever tried so who knows?" he answered... which was true actually.
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 8:43 pm
It seemed like Klyde was winding down as well, but that didn't make him any less touchy as he started to pet Blade's arm and chest idly. Glancing at Riyo as she collapsed to the ground Klyde decided that was a good idea. This epic adventure was tough stuff. "This searching for.....for....what were we searching for?" He had already forgotten. "It's rough. So much walking." And they really hadn't gone that far though in reality he wasn't really tired, the drugs running through his system was just making him lethargic and loopy.
Mitsu's attempt to find a ticklish spot on Shun only lasted a few more seconds before she fell limp, draped over Desmond's arm like a towel. Her grip on Shun's hand fell loose but she hadn't quite passed out. A second later she pulled her head back up, wide black eyes staring at Desmond. Her hand once again started to touch his face, fingers tracing his lips with care like she couldn't believe what she was seeing. "I wonder what you taste like Desmond. I think you'd taste like ice cream." Without warning she leaned forward, her tongue running under his jaw and chin.
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 9:17 pm
Riyo looked up at Blade rather pitifully as he told her they had to keep moving. "Okay..." She said softly, grabbing Blade's arm to help her back up... Though she didn't let go after she was on her own two feet again. "Your skin's really warm." She sighed, leaning into Blade and pressing her cheek to his shoulder. "Lets all take a bath together. That'd be nice." Her legs were still wobbling as she continued on.... But at least she was managing to walk.
Desmond had high hopes that Mitsu might stay out for awhile so the two of them could get back to the dorms without a hitch... But as it so turned out that wouldn't be happening.
Oh God... Desmond thought to himself as he felt that warm tongue slide across his skin, immediately looking the other way and trying not to think about it. It was hard to deny that he severely missed nights with her and all the 'fun' they'd had.
He really shouldn't be thinking about that, though. Shivering as the touch ended, he tried to shrug it off and think of the least appealing thing he could. Oh yeah. That time he walked in on his parents. There was a soul crusher. He just had to keep that horrifying thought in his mind and he'd be alright. "Uh... W-what flavor?" He asked reluctantly.
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 9:24 pm
Since Klyde had gone down too, Blade gritted his teeth and tried to pull him back up, though froze momentarily as the guy started to pet his chest. That was.. awkward but he tried to ignore it to continue on. Holding up the vampire was putting some strain on his wounded area, so he was feeling some bits of pain now and then as they walked.
Some color rose to his cheeks as Riyo leaned against him and asked to bathe together. Somewhere in the back of his mind he was shouting "HELL YEAH" but the logical part knew that really wasn't a good idea. Besides... Klyde would be there too. That was not really something he wanted to see.
"Ah... I don't think the tub would fit everyone," he said, trying to shoot down the idea.
At least it seemed that they had forgotten about the unicorn thing. For now he ignored Klyde's question, not really wanting to give an answer lest he incite something else.
Shun's eyes twitched as he saw Mitsu lick Desmond and his grip on her hand tightened briefly as some more agitation brewed up inside of him. He couldn't say for certain why he felt that way, but it was there.
"Hmph," he huffed while looking away. Earlier she said he was delicious and kinda spicy. That was better than ice cream right? ... Right?
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 1:18 am
Being pulled back to a standing position, Klyde kept walking, though it was apparent he wasn't going to be walking for long with those wayward steps he kept taking. "You know what we should do?" He grinned from ear to ear, those eyes growing all the brighter. "We should be super heroes. Oh no! Super villains!" He nodded as if approving his choice. "Super villains have all the fun and do what they want." Turning to Blade he chuckled. "Blade....Your name sounds like a vampire slayer....hehehe." Not much thought apparently went into that.
"Hmmmm...." Mitsu seemed to contemplate the flavor unsure but she flinched a little feeling the grip on her hand suddenly tighten. Tilting her head back again she looked at Shun's agitated face. Though from her position his frown looked like a smile. "So where are we going again, Mr. President? I can't be out too late my dress will turn back into a pumpkin." Again her hands started to wander into Desmond's shirt, grabbing and touching whatever was near. "I think we should play some strip poker, that was such fun before."
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 7:15 am
"I think you'd be surprised." Riyo cooed, her cheek rubbing against his shoulder in a cat-like manner. Besides her awkward steps, the feline seemed rather content. But not enough to ignore Klyde's suggestion.
Thinking about his idea, she realized something. "I think... I'm already a villain." Because her mind couldn't think of a superhero with the kind of disposition she had... Then again, she wasn't thinking very hard. "I'm a baaad girl." A giggle followed her statement. Suddenly unsatisfied with what she was doing, one of her hands hesitantly released Blade's arm to sneak up under his shirt. "Wacha hiding under there captain?"
"We're taking you back to your dorm room and putting you to bed." Oh God, why did she have to mention the strip poker? Letting out a huff, he tried to remember the soul crusher as he spoke. "It was, but not tonight." This was getting harder and harder (teehee) to put up with. When she wasn't touching him, she was putting suggestive thoughts into his head. When she wasn't doing either or, she was doing both... And it was driving him crazy. "All we're doing tonight is making sure you get back safe and sleep off whatever you're high on." But he sure as hell wished there was more.
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 7:54 am
Raising an eyebrow at Klyde, Blade had to wonder if he realized that he did happen to share a name with a vampire slayer comic book and movie hero... It was really hard to say at this point.
"I.. could probably be considered a villain to some degree already too," he mused, seeing how much he stole and all. Looking back at Riyo as she continued to rub up against him, he wasn't really sure what to make of it. However, his eyes widened as his movements became a little more stiff as she snuck one of her hands up his shirt.
"N-Nothing Riyo..." he stammered out. He'd never thought that his first time getting felt up by a girl would be so awkward.
"Strip poker? N'ver played that," blinked Shun. It sounded interesting though. Then again... he didn't really want to see Desmond with any less clothes on. He was sound enough in the head right now to realize at least that.
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 12:00 pm
Klyde chuckled, his movements awkward making him lean on Blade for support. His gaze shifted downward as Riyo asked what he was hiding, seeing her hands sliding up the thief's shirt. While something about it annoyed him another thing caught his attention. Like he had been completely oblivious to the fact...he realized he had no pants. "My god where are my pants?" He was still rather unaware of the fact that he had no shirt but he intended to fix the pants problem.
"Blade....Blade.......Bl...Blade....Blaade." He repeated as if he was having a hard time getting the thief's attention. "I lost my pants I need to borrow yours." Not even waiting for a reply Klyde's hands moved down to the button and zipper of Blade's pants intent of removing them and taking them for himself.
As the small group passed by the liquor store a familiar figure emerged, bags in hand of newly purchased booze. Checking over the contents once, Neko looked up ready to head back to his house and get smashed on his own when his gaze settled on a familiar glint of blonde hair. Focusing in a little more he realized Blade was there....as well as one of the vampires...in a skirt and really nothing else.
Brows raised, he grinned slightly. "Now this is quite a sight. Granted I don't really know you but I never would have pegged you as playing both fields there Blade."
"Awww," Mitsu whined when Desmond said they wouldn't be playing tonight. "But I don't want to go to bed. I want to do stuff." Looking back at Shun Mitsu grinned. "Yeah, strip poker is fun. I was drunk last time so Desmond had to help me take off my shirt." As if a brilliant idea hit her she retracted her hands from Desmond's shirt reaching toward Shun to grab at his. "Hey, take off your shirt and I'll take off mine. We can just skip the poker part I don't get it anyway." Pulling her hand back she started to reach for the hem of her shirt and hike it up her stomach revealing the scars she had incurred during Halloween and after. "Desmond needs to play too."
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 12:20 pm
Smirking as the thief tensed, Riyo looked back up at him."Hehe, your muscles feel nice."
And Klyde just seemed to make the situation bett...er, worse. "Then Blade can wear the skirt. I bet he looks... good in it..." Her eyes caught a familiar sight as her sentence slowed, tilting her head as her drugged mind processed who this newcomer was. "N-neko!" She shouted happily, immediately releasing hold of Blade and staggering over to the janitor...
Ending up in a face plant.
"I didn't even feel that." Riyo giggled, crawling the last few feet and latching onto her teacher's leg. "You smell fantastic."
Oh Christ... "M-mitsu! Keep your shirt on!" No, take it off. He really wanted her to take it off. Oh God did he want her to take it off..
But they were walking down the street. Oh how it ******** sucked to be 'that guy'. "Shun, please help me." Probably the only time he'd ask the guy for help.
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 12:39 pm
Color rose to his face again as she said she liked the feel of his muscles. It looked like Blade was about to stammer something out but Klyde grabbed his attention. Very quickly.
"Woah woah! Get your hands off my pants," he cried out as he let go of the vampire to pull away as well as to zip his pants back up. It seemed that Klyde was working very well to counteract any of the various urges and feelings that Riyo had managed to stir up.
"I am not wearing a skirt... I'm keeping my pants."
And as if to make things worse, they ran into Neko.
"I don't, Neko," he said flatly before attempting to explain the situation, "These two managed to get themselves drugged at a party and now they won't stop feeling me up. So I'm just trying to get Riyo back to the dorms before something happens. I don't know what the hell to do with Klyde."
For a moment, Shun really liked the idea of just stripping. Especially Mitsu just stripping. But, there were two things he realized here.
"It's too cold, Mistsu," he said while putting a hand over hers lightly. Not only that but he secretly didn't want Desmond or the random people on the street to see Mitsu. He managed to keep that to himself though.
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 1:11 pm
"But I need some pants," Klyde whined as Blade pulled away. He was too lethargic to keep up with the action so the thief pulled away rather easily.
Neko quirked a brow at Blade's explanation, his grin never wavering. "Well, it seems perfectly clear that the vampire knows what to do with you." He couldn't seem to remember the kids name so 'the vampire' would have to do.
Eyes shifting to Riyo as she approached Neko watched in an almost disinterested fashion as she face planted only to crawl the remaining distance to latch onto his leg. "You are as high as a kite aren't you?" Shifting the booze in his arms he tried to kneel and pull her arms away from his leg so that he could help her up. "Come on, wrap your arms around my neck or something. I'm not putting down the booze."
As soon as Shun stopped her, Mitsu's arm fell limp across her exposed stomach. Looking at no where in particular she blew a raspberry to let them all knew how she felt about it. "It's not cold." In reality she was burning up small beads of sweat forming on her forehead. "It's warm out here." Snuggling in a little closer to Desmond since he was nice and cool, Mitsu's head fell back again.
Eyes shifting about as if looking at something Mitsu finally settled on Shun. "Heeeey, Shun. What do you like to do for fun? We can do it back at the dorm....hehehe do it." She giggled to herself, eyes closing as she did so. Apparently she had a bit of a hidden perverted side or had been exposed to Riyo enough to catch onto certain things.
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 1:49 pm
Riyo's tail wagged back and fourth as Neko told her to climb up. Almost immediately, she forced herself back up and gently wrapped her arms around his neck. "Is that what this is? Haha, wow. Drugs." As if unable to keep any shred of dignity she had in tact, she pressed her cheek against his. "I feel like if I stop touching somebody, I'll start convulsing and die. Is this what other people feel all the time? Is this why everybody is always being so touchy-feely? Can I taste you? I bet you have a licorice flavor. I wanna watch some porn. Unicorn porn. Hardcore. What kinda booze did you buy? I got sex on the beach from a porn star today." She finally stopped talking when she ran out of breath, forcing herself to inhale.
Half way there, Desmond old boy. You can make it that far, right? Right?
Though, he couldn't help but gawk at Mitsu's newfound perverted side.... And feel pissed that she'd offered 'it' to Shun.... In a strange drug-induced kinda way...
"Cute." He mumbled in an obviously displeased tone, eyes staring straight forward in the direction of their destination. What was he, chopped liver? There was no way Shun was better than him. The guy was about as emotional as a brick. Kinda like Atticus. He couldn't imagine that led to many sweat and sex filled nights. Desmond had experience... And lots of it. Probably more than he cared to admit. So what the hell was the deal?
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 2:09 pm
"It's not my fault Riyo made you wear a skirt," he mumbled to Klyde before moving behind the vampire to push him along as well as to try and keep him from falling over.
Letting out a sigh at Neko, he frowned at Riyo's stream of words there.
"You can do that when you get back to your room.." he said before looking to the Janitor, "Do you mind helping me out a bit here? Dealing with these two like this is ... a bit much to handle. .. Please take Klyde off my hands."
"Kill people... wait.. that's not really fun," rambled Shun. He seemed to think about it a bit but then the goofy grin reappeared as Mitsu offered to do it. With him. Not Desmond. That made him feel special. He may not be a playboy in any way but he wasn't as inexperienced as one might have expected.
"Issat what you really want?", he asked, "Issit gonna make you happy again...?"
Enough of him was there to recall that Mitsu's mood didn't last long after he did anything. She would always slip back into this depression she seemed to be in. At the thought, he slowed down, suddenly looking somewhat sad. Drunk, but still sad.
"..You never stay happy.."
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