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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 3:34 am
((I do, you need rest, sweetie))
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 3:37 am
Mutt scratched his chin, "Someone strong....smart...handsome wouldn't hurt" he said, looking back at Pontiak, "he needs to be brave and fearless...and have long hair, and it wouldn't hurt if he was wearing a lioncloth and had elf like features" he said, starting to get more specific
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 3:37 am
[IIE! YOU'D BE WRONG!! BECAUSE TOHEI IS A ...ah....STRONG.........GUY...!!
well there go my adjectives and nouns...]
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 3:39 am
"Not now Tohei" he said, rushing over to his computer, to set up a scan for Daemon, "Now get back in bed and be quiet!" he commanded, as he clicked many keys at different times
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 3:44 am
OOC: ::scratches head in confusion:: I'm quite at a loss on how to begin really... redface
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 3:44 am
((Yes, get to bed Tohei. You'll make yourself ill otherwise.))
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 3:45 am
Tohei sighed and managed to make his way back to his bed, where he sat down and watched the unconscious demon lying on the other bed. It was true that he was curious as to what was wrong with the creature, but he also desperately wanted answers. He vowed in his mind that he would not let that doctor leave the room without giving him some answers.
Daemon lay on the bed, the blood beginning to pour off of the bed and onto the floor, making a trickling sound akin to the sound a faucet made when someone forgot to turn it off all the way. Daemon mewed weakly, his voice hardly carrying through the room.
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 3:46 am
[i'm ill anyways..
but despite that, i do want sleep, so i'm going to bed. i'll pause Tohei and Daemon where they are. oyasumi nesai!! heart ]
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 3:50 am
"Would his name preferrably be of the same pronunciation as an American car manufacturer?" Logan eyed Pontiak. "Well? Do you want him?"
Pontiak froze, definitely having a deer-in-the-headlights look. He had known Mutt for less than a day, usually elves spent years in the courtship process. ".... I don't want him to die," he murmured.
"Neither do I, obviously, and he had fewer issues learning not to piss on my rugs." Logan reached out to pet Mutt's head. "If he's the one you choose, you have my blessing, boy. If he fails to please you in any way, I'll have Nathen use the remote on him. Just let me know if he's ever the least bit disagreeable to your wishes or neglects you or your child in any way."
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 3:52 am
SpReAd ThE lOvE //_______________________________________________ when I say [ [ ooc: it's 3:51am... i'm gona take a shower... ] ]
the world goes round _______________________________________________ . . . O v E r . . . 
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 3:53 am
Hikaru Amamori OOC: ::scratches head in confusion:: I'm quite at a loss on how to begin really... redface ((have no fear, things get pretty wild in here and Logan can't possibly have any more nervous breakdowns than he's had already.. if worse comes to worst and the mansion falls on his head, he'll just find a nice quiet bathtub to hide in until the responsible parties fix it again.. oh, wait, you just want to enter, huh? ::smiles:: the front door is always a good bet.. master or slave?))
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 3:56 am
OOC: I'm trying out the slave bit, I'm so used to being a master, curiousity got the better of me.
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 3:56 am
Mutt smiled at the patting, "Pontiak is more then enough for me" he said, forcing his ear into Logans hand so he could scratch it, he tapped his foot on the ground at almost lightspeed, he loved getting he ears scratched
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 3:56 am
((from reading the profile, it's possible he's someone Alexis might know from his recent trip abroad? Alexis being Logan's very trusted rent boy.. if that's the case, that would give him a contact to introduce him into the mansion))
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 4:00 am
Theo blinked and lifted his blond head giving it a shake. He gave a soft sigh of frustration. He had passed out on the desk it seemed. He had been trying to altar the energy absorbing crystal to contain the energy so that it could be used by the possessor of the crystal, it obviously hadn't worked it had just exhausted Theo in the futile attempt. He reached up to run his hand through his hair but found his fingers stopped by two small red horns that now stood out from his skin. He glanced over at the vanity and saw his eyes where also veined with crimson. He gave another sigh of frustration but it came out more as a growl. This was what happened when he tried to use his demon abilities to much, his demon traits started to show. They would melt back into his usual completely human looks in an hour or two. His skin was also hotter than usual. He walked over to the door and locked it. He wasn’t keen on having people see him like this, being in such a condition also tended to cause him to have a much shorter temper.
Alexis had wondered off to look for Caine when the Kitsune prince fled but was having no luck. Which was quite something since Alexis knew practically every corner of the mansion, or at least he had thought that he did, he wasn’t so sure now.. He felt guilty for upsetting him when he had originally asked for his help. He sighed giving up and having no desire to sulk on his own or at least not without a bottle for company he made his way towards the bar, he was a little surprised when he heard voices within. He hesitated until he heard Logan’s voice and opened the door and walked in. He smiled at Mutt pleased to see he was feeling better and by the glances he was shooting at the ‘bodyguard’ The doctor had assigned him it looked like the mate problem had been solved. “Good day Master Logan.” He greeted him.
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