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 Posted: Sun Jul 26, 2009 7:29 pm
Pants on, shirt in paw, Lucifer paused, turning enough to gaze at Noel over his shoulder. What the ******** man, just...what the ********. That was starting to get creepy, though if he were to actually think about it, it might have been more creepy that he actually tolerated it. Anyone else and he would have already punched them in the face, kicked their a** out the door, and set their tail on fire. And yet, he tolerated the little fanboy,
"Settle down man, or you'll draw their attention."
And by 'them', he of course meant the demon deer, not his teammates, oh no, not at all. A twitch of his tail, Lucifer pulled his shirt over his head.
"I...haven't really thought about it."
And if he had thought about it, well whatever thoughts he'd had were immediately lost after that wake-up.
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Posted: Sun Jul 26, 2009 7:43 pm
Noel cocked his head to the side and wrapped his arms around his head and smiled, "Sorry mate," He hadn't realized he was blowing the saviors cover. After all he didn't want others to know who or what he was. Now everything was making all that more sense.
"Right, I'll go ahead and wait out side then. We can frol... I mean.. play watchmen for any stray anti-christ like deer. " Phew, almost let out frolic. Frolic was so not cool. No, not at all.
Playing patrol for anti-christ deer on the other hand was manly. Also styling hair and fashion. ALSO manly.
"Hey maybe if you want I could do your hair Lucifer ~" He chimed as he walked out the cabin door. The mod leaned against the side of the cabin arms crossed waiting for his favorite red head. Oooh, the fun times to be had with Lucifers hair.
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Posted: Sun Jul 26, 2009 8:07 pm
"Sure."
Except for the whole 'playing' part, and the watchmen part, and the deer. God, the kid was so easy, demon deer, maybe it was part of his charm. Charm? Wait, wtf was he thinking? Arggg!
There was a sigh of relief as Noel walked toward the door, one awkward moment done, or at least so he thought.
"No."
It was a flat answer, 'doing his hair' was absolutely -not- going to happen, EVER. If Noel touched his hair he -would- punch him in the face, seriously...or feed him to Laz3r.
For a moment he thought of going back to bed, or at least flopping back on his mattress. But it only took the memory of waking up with Noel staring at him to drive that thought far, FAR from his mind, god he never wanted that to happen again.
Sunglasses pushed on his nose, bag over his shoulder, Lucifer walked for the door to meet the cute little fuzzy fanboy who would surely latch onto his tail the moment he walked out the door. CUTE? No, he did not just think that!
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Posted: Sun Jul 26, 2009 9:15 pm
Noel didn't latch onto Lucifers tail. Instead he wrapped an arm around the saviors waist. Lucifer was to tall to reach his shoulder with out it being really awkward for both him and the mod.
As much as he wanted to do Lucifers hair the mod didn't argue. But Noel did pout. It was clear he wanted to do Lucifers hair with his pouty lip. Oh well.
With an arm around Lucifer and his head resting on his arm he was happy.
And the two totally didn't look gay together.
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Posted: Mon Jul 27, 2009 11:38 am
Lucifer froze, his fur ruffling, standing on end the moment Noel touched him. His tail twitched as he struggled to bite back a groan, or a growl. Latching onto his tail he could handle, following him around like a clueless little fanboy, fine, he had even forgiven the mornings wake-up call (not that it didn't still make him shudder), but this? No, not going to happen, no, no, NO!
Deep breath, Lucifer pried his arm free of Noel's grasp, placing paws on both shoulders, pushing the little fanboy away from his side and hopefully a bit behind him. Here, wouldn't you rather cling to my tail? Nice, soft, fluffy tail? Flickflick, see, much more snuggable.
"I can't protect you from the deer if you do that, okay?"
Yeah, deer, that was it. Don't want to scare off the cute little fanboy, but he did NOT like being clung to like that.
"Let's go check the lake."
Or something...
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Posted: Mon Jul 27, 2009 11:48 am
Noel whimpered a little at being pushed behind his savior but did not argue. He was being way to forward.
The mod did , however, take the tail tat was dangling infront of him. It was so soft a fuzzy and warm and oh god he wanted to to hug on Lucifer right now. -sniff-
"So to the lake then?" He tilted his head and hung onto Lucifers tail for dear life.
((TO THE LAKE = D))
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Posted: Sun Aug 23, 2009 1:10 pm
 not wanting to disturb anyone who might be inside sleeping, ozzie quickly padded up to the sharks' cabin door, posted up a flyer, then headed off to other areas of the camp to do the same.
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Posted: Mon Aug 24, 2009 8:30 am
 Hearing footsteps, Tiffany blinked her eyes open. A great yawn escaped her mouth, and she looked around. It was practically empty. She hadn't been feeling well the past week, and therefore had missed the challenges. But now? She was ready to step up her game and help her team out - or get eliminated. She just knew she couldn't think about Noel - because she knew, deep down inside, he was still with that other bi- er... girl.
Hopping out of bed, Tiffany stretched out her arms. She walked over and opened up the door, preparing to head to the mess hall, when she spotted a flyer. "Oh..." Tiffany looked at the piece of paper sadly. She'd heard about Ozzie - he was a sweetheart who cared a bit too much about his stuffed animals. Kind of like a little kid; Tiffany had always had a soft spot for little kids. Sighing, Tiffany continued out of the cabin and toward the mess hall.
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 10:25 pm
Marlo flopped onto his bed. Mannnnnn...no one was around it seemed. No one. Talk about a let down. he was looking for some pranks to pull but...It's hard to pull a prank when you're by yourself.
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