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 Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2007 2:19 pm
Storm sideled up to Natasha, grinning. She slid her arms around her waist, pulling Natasha close up to her front. Storm leaned forward, and put her face just above the other women's.
"Ah my dear, I am quite taken with you."
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2007 3:25 pm
Jay stuck her tongue out in mild disgust. "Where is that monkey?" she mused, "I need to SHOOT something..."
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2007 3:26 pm
Kibo: I'd go look for it if I were you. She'll be coming to you next.
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2007 3:33 pm
Storm gave a light laugh
"Oh yes, Jay. I am a promiscious little elf, and you are attractive."
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2007 3:38 pm
Kibo: I'm serious, Jay, run while you can. You won't get far, but at least you'll make Storm work for you.
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2007 3:52 pm
Storm sent a pout Kibo's way, arms still around Natasha's waist.
"Must you make me work? No one likes a sweaty girl."
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2007 3:57 pm
Kibo: I figured you'd like hard-to-get people.
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2007 4:00 pm
Storm turned back to Natasha.
"Now, why would he go thinking a thing like that, sweetling?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2007 4:04 pm
Kibo: Maybe by the fact you're trying to marry me?
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2007 4:12 pm
Storm grinned.
"Mister Botch flatters himself."
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2007 4:16 pm
Kibo: You mean, if I were to turn and run down this alley right now, you wouldn't chase after me? Why, that's not a very nice thing to say to your fiancee.
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2007 4:22 pm
Storm looked at Kibo.
"Mancer, to chase after you would mean I would have to pull myself away from Natasha. Which would tear both of us to pieces."
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2007 4:24 pm
Kibo: Sounds like you two are quite fond of each other. How about you marry her?
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2007 5:02 pm
"Many thanks for the advice, Kibo..." Jay said hurriedly. She was fast for a teenager, so she took off running.
As she ran, she was looked over her shoulder to see if Storm was chasing her...
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2007 7:14 pm
Storm smiled.
"I would think it was considered to be bad form to marry your own maid of honour."
* * *
A shadow detached itself from the wall and stright armed Jay. The newcomer sneered down at her.
"Slow slave, aren't you?"
He looked up to see Storm hanging off of another women and sighed. His voice was quiet, but the others still heard him perfectly.
"What are you doing, Alauniira?"
She made a face at the use of her given name and detached herself from Natasha.
"Making converstation."
The man snorted.
"You were ever the one to invent new meanings to the most banal words, weren't you, sister?"
He picked Jay up, slung the girl over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and strode back up the ally with his prize.
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