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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 12:51 pm
He doesn't stay in the water as long as he might have usually, since the person he was with wasn't interesting in swimming. He gets out, and uses his towel from practice to dry off his hair (thus making him feel almost as gross as before, as far as his hair is concerned) and slipping his shorts on over his boxers, but leaving his shirt until he was drier. Besides, he wasn't anywhere where sponsers or whatever would see his tattoos, matching red wings with black outlines on each shoulder blade, just in a position where a sleeveless shirt would hide them still
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 1:00 pm
Merc brightens again, as Sethos returns, not wearing a shirt. Currently Merc is sitting atop a pair of monkey bars, pretending to play with a little boy on a lower bar.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 1:02 pm
Sethos abuses his height and upper body strength to easily pull himself up there, with a minimum of actual climbing.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 1:05 pm
"You cheat!" Merc cries, swatting at him gently. "No fair!"
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 1:06 pm
'I'm not cheating, I'm just using my natural advantages." Sethos smirks, easily leaning back out of the way of the cat boy's swats.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 1:10 pm
Merc goes closer and closer, swatting the whole time. Suddenly, he looses his balance, which is partially caused by his concentration on Seth's hot bod, and he goes crashing into the other man.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 1:12 pm
When mercutio tumbles against him, he wraps his one arm aroudn the catboy, so he won't fall any further, and uses his tennis player upper body strength and his other arm to stop them from both falling to the ground.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 1:14 pm
Merc blushes as he finds himself in Seth's arms. He looks up to the tennis player, his cheeks flaming. "Sorry..."
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 1:16 pm
Sethos ignores the appology, since it's not like the catboy meant to do that. Concerned for merc, he asks sincerely "Are you all right?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 1:16 pm
Merc nods, and grins. "It takes alot more than that to phase me!" he says, and jumps away triumphantly.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 1:18 pm
Sethos smiles, relieved that nothing bad happened, before deciding to tease the catboy, "Maybe you should play on something safer, like the teeter totter?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 1:19 pm
Merc sends him a playful look and swings around on the bars. "Maybe you shouldn't cheat!" he says.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 1:20 pm
Sethos walks over to the bars and can grab hold of them without removing his feet from the ground, "It's not cheating, it's a natural advantage."
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 1:23 pm
Merc springs around some more and finally lets himself land on Seth's shoulders. "I win!" he exclaims, doing an impromptu victory dance atop the tennis player's shoulders.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 1:24 pm
"You win?" Seth asks, a little confused by the catboys choice of words, looking up at him as best he can considering where the boy's sitting.
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