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 Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 1:12 pm
Sammy of course did indeed have a smart response, "Yes yes, send the little thing my way, I always need practice for punting when gnomes show up. Have to say, you always struck me as a lace panties, wild flare under that dress of yours." Edging back with her box she grinned dancing just out of reach of the mindflayer. Meanwhile Ixxy sat up on the box yipping curiously at all the mini's near by as she awoke. "The do not enter on the back though seems like a nice tough~" Okay so Sammy was being just a BIT of a jerk right now, but Riley didn't seem too horribly upset so she figured she might as well ride the train to the bank with these jokes.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 7:37 pm
Altair's hand retracted immedately. Part of his inherent ability as an incubus was to feel the emotions of others, and in fact to feed on them. He was therefore all too aware of Shehk's discomfiture, and dropped his hand to his pocket nonchalantly, aware he had overstepped his bounds.
Still, he couldn't quite resist watching her face. She was quite enchanting, and he wanted to comfort her, but he sensed that touching her would not have good results. He shrugged and continued on, amused by her inability to speak, testing the waters by teasing her light-heartedly.
"Goodness, I didn't know you were so averse to touch. Has no one touched you before?" he quirked an eyebrow at her.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 8:17 pm
"I'm not...averse to being touched. I just didn't expectitthat'sall..." her voice sort of shrunk into a mumble, the level of 'awkward' seeming to build up further in her mind... though... "I mean...I dunno... wasn't expecting it..." she finally decided would be her excuse, though. Then again, it was mostly the...touchy-touchy-touchy back-touchy-rub-rub...something about it seemed... intimate. She'd admit that the 'more intimate than she was used to' was part of it.
If pressed for it, that was.
However. She didn't offer up much more of an explanation than that, forcing her tail to top assuming the 'scared puppy' position and her ears perking right up. There. SEE. ALL WAS WELL. At least in her mind, forcing at least some semblance of a confident smile back onto her face.
"But to answer your earlier offer; I don't want to be entirely coached. A few hints to help be figure out the rest I think would be plenty." she said with a light shrug.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 8:30 pm
Altair smirked, feigning surprise. "A pretty girl like you doesn't expect people to want to get close to her? Don't be silly, love," he winked. As they walked along, he sensed the tense undercurrent in Shekh's facade, though he couldn't place precisely what it was without intuition. At her words he paused and Aquila slowed, looking back at him. He turned towards her, slowing his pace, catching her elbow gently and drawing her towards him making her slow.
"Well, Shekh, let me offer you a hint. But before I do, I need to ask you for a favor," he raised his eyebrows, eyes twinkling, raising a finger, winking at her, smiling cheekily.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 8:43 pm
Shehk's brows furrowed together. "'Pretty' doesn't always outweight 'Living Dead' for some people." she answered, scratching the stitching in her face out of some nervous habit, as though confirming it was still there and her face wasn't falling apart. It hadn't yet, but there was always time for a first. She just prayed to Jack it was never in public.
"So I'd expect it from Nukpana. I wasn't expecting it from you." she said, lightly shrugging her shoulders, causing Precious to protest again before moving to take perch instead in the lower branch of a nearby tree, ruffling her feathers and shrieking squawks of disapproval.
At just what? Well..whatever. Precious eyed Aquila in particular though. Unhappy around others, that bird. Or perhaps just finicky.
"Hm?"
Shehk paused when the demon grabbed her elbow, ears standing fully alert as she looked to him curiously.
"What kind of favor?" she asked, fully aware that it was within Altair's rights to ask for one in return for his 'hint'.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 8:55 pm
Altair just smiled in response to her remark, making it all too clear that living dead meant little to him. He didn't see the stitching as a flaw, and grinned when she mentioned Nukpana, watching the bird alight on a branch, glancing around to see that they were far into the woods, near the hill to the dorm, but out of sight. Aquila sniffed around, ignoring them, several feet of lead ahead of them.
The incubus pulled Shekh closer. "I need you to trust me," he told her, letting go of her elbow, raising an eyebrow at her, a little challenging.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 9:09 pm
.... Okay... Shehk was obviously getting a touch puzzled..and maybe a bit suspicious as the Incubus drew her closer and made the puzzling request of 'I need you to trust me'. She wasn't sure...what he was up to with that as the favor, but.... she'd...roll with it? If nothing else, she could blame everything on him if something went horribly wrong.
Though it really depended on whatever his 'hint' was. Hmm.
The look didn't really leave Shehk's face though, one brow rising evveeerr so slightly at the suspicious statement on his part. "I... think I can do that. Depends on how far you push me." she replied, placing one hand on her hip in a sort of contraposto.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 9:56 pm
The tall, lean demon was a being born of affluence, used to high breeding and a luxurious atmosphere. Some would say he had never known hardship in his life. Looking at this undead vampire girl, he was amused by her slight figure, her alluring looks, her adorable uncertainty and confusion, tongue-tied at his advances, stepping a little closer, lowering his head towards hers, looking at her from under his lashes.
"Well then, close your eyes, Princess," he grinned down at her, raising an eyebrow, his own voice smooth and confident, his tone low and silky, naturally deep. "If you trust me. I vow not to do anything my mother would disapprove of," Altair smirked, teasing, trying to put her at ease.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 10:04 pm
Princess?
Shehk had to admit the 'pet' names were still throwing her a bit, but she made a point of at least being proper enough to stand up straight.. or straighter. Man, her posture was pretty amazing around Altair. She would have been more inclined to slump about in Nukpana's company. Wasn't trying to impress any silly skinwalker most of the time.
He seemed smitten enough with her without the extra effort.
However, the Pricolici sighed and closed her eyes anyways. What was the worst he could do? It was just a hint. He was probably going to play with the 'I whisper in your hear all sexily like' or something..right? It was obvious to her that'd be it... or something. Maybe she was being a bit..er.. too openly trusting to him though.
"Well, fine. If you put it that way...." she said, though it was another few seconds before her brain actually formed a cohesive thought along the lines of;
'If he's an Incubus, wouldn't that make at least one of his parents a.......'
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 10:17 pm
Altair grinned at her stiff posture, pleased as she closed her eyes, nodding at her assent, though she couldn't see him. He felt like a fat guy at a Chinese buffet with her standing before him, and he used his most coaxing tone as he spoke to her next.
"That's it. Now relax for me," he murmured, wetting his lips with his forked black tongue, eyeing his innocent little prize greedily, reaching out to rest his hands loosely on her hips, sliding up lightly, pulling her a little closer, and leaned down to brush his lips against her cheek, his smooth lips brushing over the stitches, teasing her, then turned his face, tilting his head to catch her mouth with his own, kissing her full on the lips, his hands sliding down again to hold her hips loosely against him. He was feeling very bold today, indeed.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 10:42 pm
Riley turned a lovely shade of dark purple when Sammy revealed that she'd actually noticed what Riley's underthings had printed on the back. Her eyes narrowed to slits, and she hissed out at Sammy directly. Do you mind, I'd appreciate it if not everyone in the area knew my personal business. Jack knows they've seen enough already. Yes, she sounded angry. No, she wasn't going to do anything about it. Sammy was one of the lucky ones.
Cam, on the other hand, had noticed that it's mindflayer pet was no longer paying attention to another creature, so it swiveled around and went scampering off for it's next meal. This was, of course, after having successfully sucked it's head in so tightly that with a soft popping sound it was able to slide out of it's leash and wander off. As if it could smell it's scent, it went straight for Shehk.
There was something on the bad tasting thing's face! CAM HAD TO GO GET IT OFF. It tried it's best to climb up Shehk's leg to help, but as usual, ended up just humping her leg instead.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 10:47 pm
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?????!???????????????
Certainly she'd formed her first logical thought about the position she was being put into a little bit too slowly. It was very easy to try and pretend that MAYBE THOSE WERE JUST FINGERS ON MY STITCHES. Not so much with lips.
It was probably to the Incubus's great satisfaction when Shehk's posture just jolted right up, tail lifting alertly and her ears going from a neutral 'relaxed' position to standing right up on edge. It didn't help when one woe built up upon the other, the Pricolici managing to not pull together a complete action up until that point.
When the mindflayer's pet got at her leg again.
It was at that point that Shehk immediately pulled away, not looking at Altair, but down at the one offending her leg with a somewhat dazed expression. Hard to look angry when you were light headed. Not to say she was going to weave about all over the place...
but it was hard to be completely there when all the blood had just rushed to one's face....
".....What the hell is with this thing??!" Shehk blurted, obviously too flustered to get her priorities straight, in terms of her worries.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 11:10 pm
Altair didn't wait for her to respond to him, stroking her hips, his lips moving over hers slowly, enjoying her, his devil tail swinging. As she pulled away, he opened his eyes, blinking, a smug little smirk replacing the flushed deer-caught-in-headlights look, eyes gleaming, though a little frustrated. Way to harsh my boner, man, he thought unhappily at the minipet glancing down at where it was climbing her leg, humping it in the processs.
The incubus regarded the mindflayer with distaste, glancing over at Riley as the offending owner, unable to discipline her pet, though cute in her own way. He didn't antagonize her, waving at her before he looked back at their dillema. He didn't blame Cam, as Shehk was highly attractive, now flushed in the chill October air, and he wanted to take the mindflayer's place. But he knew his place and there was certainly a time and a place for that behavior-- not right now. Altair glanced at Aquila, obediently standing aside, though his golden scales were bristled, red eyes focused on the thing humping the girl's leg, cobra tail flared, raised in strike position, ears swiveled forward, horns pointed at it.
The demon collected himself as she broke away, waving a hand at the Chimaera, prompting the beast to look up at him and whimper, lowering his ears and tail in disappointment and sitting back on his haunches, panting and giving himself a scratch.
Altair would attend to this pest himself, and he reached down to grab it and try to pry it from Shehk's leg, grunting, golden eyes flashing with demonic might.
"Let go of her, pervert. Get in line, why don't you?" he growled at it.
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2011 1:58 am
"Hmph! You have got to get up some time!" Astra complained at her minipet. Just then she saw two of the students doing..wait..were they REALLY doing that?! holy Jsck they were! Astra placed a shocked hand over her mouth, then saw one of the minipets start to hump the girls leg. Well...at least she wasn't the only one having trouble with her pets..
She glanced at her sleeping minipet and figured it wasn't going to move anytime soon, so she dropped the leash and ventured over to the group.
"Umm...hello, there..." It felt awkward to say hello to the group since..well, they all seemed to be doing various things. especially some of them, and she didn't want to intrude. Then she noticed Riley, and thought back to the school trip. Didn't she see her during it?
"Ah, I remember!" she said out loud, and jumped so she was hovering on the ground and not having to look up at everyone. "You were riding that large red dragon! I think..?"
Menawhile, Ryu had lifted his head once his owner had flew off, and went to go back to sleep. except, now he was irritated. He could hear a annoying yipping sound, and it was coming from a water scareon not far off. He glared at the creature, growling to show his displeasure.
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2011 2:41 am
Someone was putting their hand near the cthulhu! DELICIOUS. Leg forgotten, Cthulhu now latched it's tentacles on to Altair's hand and tried to suck on it's fingers. Don't let it to that for too long, it will suck the skin right off. Finally, a snack!
Riley didn't expect someone to recognize her, though it was rather difficult to have missed the giant dragon that had trounced around Christmastown during their adventures. I was. His name is Jericho. Her mental voice had a touch of wistfulness to it. She hadn't seen Jericho since their trip, and she had to admit she kind of missed him. Or maybe she missed being carried everywhere. It was unclear. And mine is Riley. I regret to say I do not recall meeting you, though our circumstances were certainly not optimal for social interaction. What is your name?
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