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 Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2011 5:42 pm
"You're boyfriend?" Neko questioned. It seemed he was a little surprised by the statement but he wasn't willing to dwell on it long. He worried about Riyo for some odd reason, but he wasn't about to show it. Looking to Blade he shook his head. "You're a better man than me. I probably would have left him with the first burly man looking for a good time."
Downing the rest of the liquid in his glass Neko moved back into the kitchen to fill it back up with something else. "Riyo if you can manage to get up why don't you make Blade some hot chocolate or something?" Kids like hot chocolate right?
Mitsu struggled within the dark confines of her shirt for a moment longer until Desmond told her to raise her arms. Doing just that she felt the material finally raise up passed her head allowing her to see again. "It's light again." She giggled, reaching for the button of her pants but unable to work it with her numb fingers.
After a few more seconds of struggling with that Mitsu threw her arms at her sides in frustration. "I can't make it work, guess I can't go to sleep." Rolling over on her side she tried to push her way up looking around. "Where's Shun?" Apparently she had already forgotten they had left him in the hallway. "He's not under the bed is he?" Leaning off the side of the bed Mitsu lifted the covers to look and found a pair of bright green eyes staring back at her. "Hello Tim, have you seen Shun? He's kinda tall, black hair, serious face." She tried to mimic the face for the cat but ended up laughing instead.
With a meow Tim sauntered out from under the bed. Well, he sauntered as well as a cat could with a limp but he made it work. He was already turning into quite the large cat, his growth having finally kicked in once he had been fed properly. Once he was clear of the bed he turned and jumped up on it, rubbing against Mitsu's side with a purr.
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2011 6:09 pm
As Blade questioned her previous statement, Riyo's brows furrowed. "Don't you judge me Blade." She said defensively. "You don't know the whole story." And she wasn't about to tell him, either. Finally managing to get on her fours with a twinge of rage as inspiration, she tried to slap Blade away with her tail. "You ever been unforgiven? Refused a second chance because of something horrible you did? It's one of the worst feelings in the world because the people you care about... Who you thought cared about you, won't even give you a chance to make it right."
With a wobble, she threw her hands out to gain some balance. "I don't even wish that on Klyde. So. As long as he's willing to try, I'll let him make it up to me."
And then her face changed. "Hot chocolate time!" She shouted, her mood immediately changing back.
Desmond could see out of the corner of her eye what Mitsu was doing, and it was just his luck that she couldn't go through with it.
... Maybe he should just wait until she passed out herself. Couldn't be that long, right? Because... He sure as hell didn't think he could take stripping her of those pants tonight. "I already told you. He's off in dreamland." Desmond sighed and grabbed Mitsu's pj top, ready to put it on her... Until he noticed the cat. "T-tim?" He asked, surprised to see an animal in here. "Where did he come from?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2011 6:18 pm
Flinching as he was slapped away by her tail, he furrowed his brow and just let out a sigh. Feeling kind of guilty for the comment, he glanced away, not really able to say anything back to that. Blade wasn't quite able to shift gears as quickly as Riyo on the mention of hot chocolate either.
He didn't object to it though.
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2011 6:38 pm
Neko might have normally commented on Riyo's sudden mood change, but he was well on his way to being lit as he set a sauce pan on the stove so Riyo could heat some milk for the hot chocolate. "The hot chocolate is in the cabinet by the refidgerator. The marshmallows are there too if you want any." Though who didn't take marshmallows with their hot chocolate?
"Do you guys want anything to snack on?" Might as well be hospitable whether it was willing or not. Opening the cabinets he looked through what he had. "I have chips, some cookies..." more booze.
"Dreamland....where is that I wonder?" Mitsu questioned thoughtfully.
"Tim hails from under the bed. Usually he stays under Riyo's though. He vanishes sometimes though and I can't find him." Which really didn't explain at all where the cat had come from. Unable to pull herself back up Mitsu decided to slide off the bed to the floor. Once there she pushed her way into a sitting position still looking around for the assassin.
Turning toward Desmond, Mitsu's gaze seemed to settle in on his 'problem.' "Do you have a soda bottle in your pants?" She questioned curiously as she crawled over toward him.
Tim in the mean time took to sitting on Mitsu's vacated bed, chirpy purr still roaring on. He did however turn his gaze on Desmond just staring at the vampire in an almost awkward or accusing way.
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2011 6:57 pm
"Okay~" Riyo said with a smile as she stumbled into the kitchen. With clumsy fingers, she reached up to get the hot chocolate and almost dropped it... But it seemed that she'd caught the box just in time. The milk seemed to walk itself over, though. No problems there, surprisingly. "Want some Nekoo? I can mix in something for you~" Not like there wasn't plenty of booze to choose from, after all. "And tomorrow I'll make somethin' nice for breakfast. Like... Steak. yeah. Steak." Totally not a breakfast food but damn did it sound good.
Desmond tilted his head at the cat as Mitsu explained where he was from. Well, that really didn't answer his question, but whatever.
The vampire looked like he was about to stand up and try to catch the girl... But it looked like she had everything under control... Kinda. Sighing in aggravation, he sat the pj's aside. To hell with it. If she wanted to sleep in a bra... that was her prerogative he supposed.
His eyes had fallen back on the cat until he heard Mitsu's question. Soda bottle? What the hell was she talking about? Maybe it was the dru- Oh God...
Desmond's eyes widened almost immediately as he put two and two together, reaching for one of her pillows to cover himself. "No! I mean... Yeah. It's a soda bottle. Mhm." Sure, that worked...
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2011 7:05 pm
Watching Riyo, Blade wondered if it was a really good idea for her to be making hot chocolate. Or rather if it was a good idea for her to handle anything that could possibly spill and burn her. He went after her... just to kind of keep an eye on her.
Though, at the mention of steak, he realized just how hungry he was. The thief hadn't really eaten anything earlier..
"Um... sure," he said to Neko. A snack probably wouldn't be enough for him right now but it may call off some of the hunger that just hit him hard right now. On that note, he shifted a little further away from Klyde... recalling the vampire saying how hungry he was earlier at the party though he hoped that he wouldn't get any ideas from the offer.
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2011 11:24 pm
"Yeah I'll take a cup, put in some Bailey's or something for me." Neko pulled out a couple of snack options and set them on the table for Blade to choose from. "But I'm pretty sure I mentioned I wasn't catering a sleepover." Though by the looks of the vampire he was out....and going to be out for a while. Maybe he could just drag him out the door and dump him in the forest half way between here and school. It sounded reasonable enough. "I just brought you here to avoid a potentially annoying time with the police."
"So you have soda?" Mitsu questioned as she sat back on her rear when she came up to his feet. She realized now she was kind of thirsty, she hadn't really paid attention to his offer earlier. Tail wagging behind her she gripped his pant leg, the fact that he covered himself still not registering what his 'problem' truly was. "Can I have a drink? I'm thirsty Desmond."
Tim continued to stare at Desmond through this little transaction, his attention never wavering. He was either very interested in what was going on or zoned out and had no idea what he was staring at.
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2011 5:37 am
"Okie dokie captain." Riyo clumsily saluted with a little smile.
Though... Relying on someone who's high and/or drunk to follow instructions is a pretty poor decision. It didn't take long for Riyo to warm up the milk or even mix the hot chocolate... But when she grabbed the Bailey's from the cabinet, her mind sorta drifted.
'Kay... Uh... Bailey's. Was I supposed to put it in one cup or all of them?'
Well. She had put everything else in all three cups. And Bailey's really added to the flavor... Why the hell not?
After the deed was done, she tossed in some marshmallows on the top and started cleaning up the small mess she made. "It's done. You want me to bring it out to you?" Which... Was a bad idea and would probably end up with a puddle on the floor.
Desmond now realized how bad an idea that was. It figured she would've been thirsty. His life had turned into a bad romantic comedy with the vampire as the centerpiece of satire.
The more amusing response probably would've been 'You can have as much as you want, baby.' resulting in either a softcore porn scene or him getting physically injured. Or both. It was semi-obvious he had contemplated answering like that... But...
"Um. It's diet. Tastes awful. Probably flat by now. Why don't I just get you a glass of water?" He asked nervously, trying to remove her hand from his leg.
His eyes then happened to notice 'Tim' was still staring at him. Now that was unsettling. It was as if the cat was saying 'I know what you're doing.' Half of him wanted to ask the cat just how he'd handle it, because Desmond was doing the ******** best he could and he really didn't need to be judged by a cat with a limp.
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2011 7:30 am
While he was keeping an eye on Riyo, Blade had looked away briefly when Neko said why he had brought them here in the first place. He appreciated the thought since he really did not enjoy having to deal with the police... even if he hadn't actually done anything recently that may draw their attention.
"Ah... I'll get it myself," he said quickly, figuring it'd be better to just fetch the drink than to have the girl spill it all over the place, "Which one is Neko's?"
The thief didn't want to grab the 'wrong cup'.
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2011 8:07 am
Neko had only glanced up in time to see Riyo putting Bailey's in the last cup on the end so he had no idea there were others. "This one's mine." Neko said picking up the cup so that Riyo didn't run the risk of spilling it everywhere. Putting his other drink aside for the moment he took a sip of the hot chocolate making sure Riyo had turned off the stove and placed the pan in the sink.
"So what do you guys want to do in the mean time?" Neko asked as he turned to lean against the counter. His vision settled back in on Riyo who still seemed to be completely baked at the moment, whatever they did would no doubt be interesting.
Mitsu pouted a little but nodded to the water, letting him pry her hand away. Soda sounded better. "I guess water is fine."
While Desmond was doing that Mitsu fought her way back to her feet, her unsteady motions sending her all over the place. Once she regained her balance the wolf girl smiled down at Tim patting the cat on the head and almost missing. It was rather rough but the feline didn't seem to mind. "Such a good kitty, Tim. One day you'll grow up into a Lion."
Giggling as she moved away she lost her balance and tumbled backward into the door. Leaning against it in an awkward angle Mitsu tried to feel around for something to push herself back up with but ended up hitting the door handle swinging the door open and sending her out in the hallway. "Woah!" She only sounded partly surprised as she tumbled back into the hall on her back, head shifting around as if trying to determine what had happened. "Oh...there's Shun. hehe Shun is sleepy."
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2011 3:20 pm
When Blade asked which was which, Riyo appeared confused. She was about to say 'they're all the same', but Neko had answered for her.
Shrugging, she grabbed the last mug and started sipping at it. "Ooh, ooh! Truth or dare! Truth or dare!" She chanted, a tight grip on her 'normal' hot chocolate.
Well, at least she'd given up. Desmond didn't waste time walking to the bathroom for a cup of water (with the pillow). Though, he seemed confused as he walked back out and Mitsu wasn't where he left her. About to call her name, Desmond heard her out in the hall. Great. "Yeah, Shun is sleepy." Desmond agreed, sitting her drink down on her dresser before going to get her. "C'mon in now. Don't bother him." Lord knew he didn't want to put up with the douche right now. He had enough issues. "I'll read you a story or something..." Sighing, the vampire offered his hand down to her. How much more of this would he have to put up with?
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2011 3:27 pm
Taking the last cup, Blade went on and took a sip. Though, he soon paused after doing so as something tasted a little... off. Taking another drink, he still couldn't quite put his finger on it. It wasn't bad but it was definitely different. The thief was going to comment on it but Riyo went off chanting that she wanted to play truth or dare. Somehow that didn't seem like a great idea but... two of the three of them were sober.
"Sure, if Neko is up for it," he said while taking another drink.
Despite the noise, Shun still seemed pretty out. There was an occasional shudder but aside from that he was pretty still.
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2011 4:34 pm
"Sure, why not," What was the worst thing they could ask him or make him do honestly? It wasn't like he hadn't done a fair amount of embarrassing things on his own...and the alcohol was starting to work into his system now. The worry just wasn't there. He did feel a bit like a grade schooler playing this game though. "Let's go in the living room."
Grabbing his other glass and a bottle of booze for good measure, Neko moved into the other room and had a seat. "Why don't you start it off, Riyo. Pick someone."
"Ooo a story," Taking Desmond's offered hand she allowed him to help her back to her feet, though as before her balance was all over the place. "Can it be a story about Tim? I think he would like that. He wants to be a lion when he grows up.
Moving back into the room with any aid that was given Mitsu took a seat on her bed and laid down, patting the spot beside her. "You can lay right here with me." She beamed brightly waiting for Desmond to join her.
Tim had moved as soon as Mitsu had sat down, limping his way over to Riyo's bed and hoping up on it. Once he was settled in he commenced his staring, eyes focused on Desmond.
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2011 4:56 pm
Riyo seemed ecstatic when the two men agreed to her suggestion, immediately following Neko into the living room and having a seat on the carpet. "Okay! Um..." Riyo took a big gulp of her hot chocolate before deciding to answer. "Blade. Truth or dare?" She asked with a smirk, eyebrow raising.
"Sure, I guess." Desmond agreed, sighing as he hauled her in and closed the door. When she patted the spot next to her, the vampire worried about it only momentarily before accepting. "Alright... So... Once upon a time.." he started, removing his shoes before laying down next to her. "There was a cat named Tim. And... He was magical." What an enthralling story. "Then one day... He turned into a lion and lived happily ever after."
Desmond happened to glance over to the other bed and notice the 'hero' of their story shooting him an accusing look. Or at least, he assumed it was an accusing look. Well what did the cat expect? He just made it up on the fly...
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2011 5:17 pm
Once Desmond had laid down Mitsu wasted no time in curling up to him, arms wrapped around his middle. Boundaries were apparently not on her mind as she rested her head against his chest, that familiar silence making her press her ear against him a little more fully. No heart beat, no heat, his body was forever dead brought into motion by whatever means.
Taking in a deep breath of his scent she let out a content sigh, the story barely catching her ears as she closed her eyes. "This is a really nice dream." Mitsu said rather airily obviously on her way to drifting off. "I missed how you feel." As if to prove her point her hand snaked under his shirt and rested against his bare stomach, her skin hot against his cold flesh.
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