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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2009 6:21 pm
Marche was unbuttoning his red suit-top. "But I merely can't help myself... and the sun is beating down on me, it seems..." His hand extended for a moment, and a second later Eileen's bonnet was undone and in his hands. "Uh-huh. I've still got it..."
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2009 6:28 pm
The Guard threw his hands up in the air and stepped back. "Sorry Eileen, but once he's high there's no way of going back." Hatter turned to the table and grabbed a cup and teapot, pouring himself some he stood just out side of the two. "Just a fair warning, Eileen." He placed the pot on the table, "Try not to fight him, that's the closest thing to an antidote there is."
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2009 6:32 pm
Eileen tried her best to hide her smile. "Awwwriiight. This is what I came here for..." [[She's just as bad!! XDDD]] Eileen got up, and casually began to walk away. When Marche jumped up out of his seat, she laughed and ran inside Marche's home, Marche following her. The Dormouse looked up from his teapot, seeming to grimace. [[I play the dormouse on occasion when it's necessary and when nobody else is playing him.]]
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2009 6:37 pm
Hatter looked at the mouse and sighed, taking a seat he blew out deeply. "Well now Hatter. This is rather lovely, tea with yourself." He held the cup up as if to toast, "Here's to being stuck with a mouse." The Guard took a long swig and nodded is head. "I just don't get why she complains about him then makes a 360 and makes out with him. " [[curses! i'm stuck on ideas Dx]]
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2009 6:39 pm
"Treacle!", the dormouse cursed. "She's a woman, all woman are like.... thhat..." He fell asleep again. [[Eileen's tsundere, I guess.]]
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2009 6:43 pm
Hatter glared at the mouse as he slept, mumbling under his breath he took a sip of tea. [[Hatter: WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WHILE THEY'RE HAVING SEXY TIME!!! DDDx]]
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2009 6:46 pm
[[Timeskip, of course.]] A while later, Marche came outside, obviously very proud of himself. "Yeah.... I still have it... Heheheheheh." [['Marche, you're only 21.' '...shut up.']] Marche drank more tea. "Ughk, my throat is so dry."
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2009 3:25 pm
Hatter was reclined in the chair and snoring, his feet propped on on the table. At Marche's voice he sprang from his seat grabbed the autolock and fired at a nearby tree screaming. "GET OUT OF MY HEAD YOU STUPID RABBIT!!!"
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2009 3:26 pm
Marche laughed. "Calm down, Hat. It's only me." He grinned. "Excuse me if I glow.... It's the AFTERglow, you know."
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2009 3:32 pm
Hatter stopped breathing heavily and replaced the weapon in its holster, he cleared his throat and straightened his hat and coat. "Was you merry frolicking fun? Wait..don't answer that." The Guard crossed his arms and half grinned at the Hare, "I can see what you mean by 'afterglow'. "
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2009 3:36 pm
Mare dusted off his coat proudly. "She never stood a chance against the mighty Marche! Heheheheh." He drank more tea. "I nearly fell asleep, it was that easy. Heheheheheheh."
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2009 3:39 pm
Hatter puffed out his chin, "I DID fall asleep." He grabbed a cup and teapot and poured himself tea all the way to the rim then chugged it. Wiping his mouth on his sleeve he calmly asked, "Where is Eileen now? Dare I ask...."
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2009 3:43 pm
Marche cleaned off his teeth with his thumb. "Heheheh. In my bed. Passed out. Hopefully not wounded." He then looked at his watch, and then, slightly shocked, drank more. "I beat my old record." [[XD]]
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2009 3:47 pm
Hatter nodded his head slowly, "Yes yes, never doubted it for a second." He grabbed the tea pot and removed its lid, casually he sat down and drank from the pot.
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2009 3:50 pm
Marche pouted. "Hat! You're supposed to use teacups. Makes things much tidier."
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