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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 7:54 pm
Rile ran his fingers scrapping away the remains of the tea. "That was very, very stupid Zerk. You can do with out dinner, and I will treat you how I see fit. IF you continue this behavior I will spank you like a child."
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2010 4:50 pm
Zerk crossed his arms over his chest. His features dark with anger and injured pride. He glared his most hateful glare, wishing with all his strength that some ill would befall Rile at this moment. The loss of his dinner meant nothing to him in compare to what he perceived was a constant barrage of insults. "Go kiss a Faerie." He cursed angrily and settled back to sulk. He wanted to go HOME!
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2010 4:54 pm
Rile snorted and stood. "I'll leave you here to get over your fit." He had better things to do. Like talking to Kris and Quill about adding a other student and eating dinner with his men. And getting drunk. Very, very drunk.
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2010 4:57 pm
Zerk did not deign to look up at Rile as he rose. Though he felt a small flicker of interest. If he left...perhaps he'd be gone long enough for him to figure out a way to sneak out of the camp... "Whatever."
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2010 5:02 pm
Rile paused glancing around before slipping into the mess tent taking a seat in the middle. He accepted the plate, reaching over of the cup of spiced cider sipping slowly. "I hate my life...Danni has me watching the worse little house brat ever."
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2010 5:05 pm
Zerk closed his eyes and waited. His ears straining to make certain he could no longer hear Riles steps before he pushed himself to his feet. He moved on tip toeing steps to the door flap of the tent. Poking a finger through, he opened it enough to peek outside to see who was outside.
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2010 5:09 pm
A pair of youth wearing padding walked pass the tent talking eagerly both carrying staffs. A older drow wearing a symbol of a magi on his uniform held a device eyes half lidded and muttered to himself.
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2010 5:19 pm
Zerk's eyes narrowed a bit as he watched. It...did not seem like there was much activity... He reached a hand up and ran his fingers through his dark hair. He couldn't hope to blend in very well like this either. Zerk glanced around the tent and moved to inspect Riles things again. After a short search he was fortunate enough to find what he was looking for. It was rather hidden, most likely because it was a spare? The hooded cloak was...by far too large for him. Not a surprise there, seeing as how all the brute had to do was lay on him to pin him down. Zerk's lips trembled with indignation as he thought back to his initial kidnapping. b*****d! Zerk glared at the cloths he had dumped all over the floor and stomped lightly on a pair of pants.
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 8:06 am
Alyion walked slowly lips twisted at the mess of the camp. He walked slowly stopping by his brothers tent and hit the canvas tight. "Rile? You in?"
Rile was pleasantly buzzed and had been talked into a quick round of han ban chou.
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 8:00 pm
Zerk pulled the cloak on and fussed with it. Perhaps of he held up the edge he could walk more smoothly in it? A voice called out and he froze. His cyan eyes widened and he looked at the tent opening. Okay...it wasn't Rile. Obviously. He cleared his throat and called out. "N-no. He's not here. He went to drink or something...go away."
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Posted: Wed Mar 17, 2010 4:00 pm
Aly blinked twice at the youthful voice before snorting in amusment. His brother had a other toy, young and not broken in yet. How fun. Rile wouldn't mind sharing a bit. "He's at the mess then...wont mind if I drop a few things off." He muttered unlatching the tent and stepped inside.
Black hair, bright blue eyes. "Damn, where did my brother buy you?" He muttered grinning. "Half breeds are damn hard to find now a days."
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Posted: Wed Mar 17, 2010 5:09 pm
He expected the voice to go away now. This was Riles tent and he assumed he was someone of some import here at this ugly camp. So when the other entered the tent without hesitation, Zerk was quiet shocked. His stunned mind was rudely shaken though as this other male would assume the most horrible of things. "Guh!? Wh!?" He choked in his outrage. Zerk fisted his hands and placed them on his hips. "I am not some trinket he picked up at market! I'm Zerkxiez Xexsis! Of House Xexsis! And I am Not a halfbreed!"
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Posted: Wed Mar 17, 2010 5:15 pm
Aly purred deeply. "So sassy, I like them with sass, they squirm so pleasantly beneath me." He stalked slowly towards Zerk. "Even wearing my brothers clothing. What sort of naughty games are you in little Zerkxiez? Pretending to be a house drow. Have you been spanked yet?"
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Posted: Wed Mar 17, 2010 5:22 pm
Was he...wrong in the head? Zerk stumbled back a step as Aly approached him with that purr in his voice. "Beneath..?" He choked on the word that should have followed. "Pretending!? I am not pretending! I really am! I'm First Son of the House Xexsis! We're the Second ruling house of Menzoberazzan you little dirt licker!" Zerk's cheeks flushed with the heat of embarrassment and anger.
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Posted: Wed Mar 17, 2010 5:37 pm
Aly reached out to run his fingers overs Zerks face, lingering across his lips."Such a lovely thing. Brother has a rather large pile of comfortable furs for us to make use of...and after you can wash me. You will like that, won't you little pleasure slave?" He leans close running his lips down Zerk's brow.
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