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Posted: Sat Feb 25, 2006 8:47 pm
Steping out of the room Stephen stood in front of Sabin. He smiled slightly. Tilting his head to the side he asked, "What do you think?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 25, 2006 8:50 pm
Sabin glazed at him eyes brighting. "Beautiful." He stood smiling leaning agaisnt the walls. "Isn't their a dance you where going to preform."
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Posted: Sat Feb 25, 2006 8:56 pm
"Of course. I simply wanted to make sure that I looked good." Stephen striked a pose. One knee bent slightly with his arms over his head. He slowly starts to sway to music only he can hear. Swinging his hips he untiles one of the veils and twirls around making the veil flow around him before he drops it into Sabin's lap.
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Posted: Sat Feb 25, 2006 8:58 pm
Sabin sat down watching Stephen dance. He's eyes followed Stephen hungryly as he danced. He picked up the veil running his fingers across it. He brought it up to his face draping it around his shoulders.
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Posted: Sat Feb 25, 2006 9:02 pm
Stephen smiled softly at Sabin's response and continued with his dance. With every spin he lost a veil and drapped it in Sabin's lap. Until he was down to the last veil...the only one keeping him from being completly naked. With one last spin he steped up to Sabin and gave him the end of the veil. His next spin left the last veil in Sabin's hand.
((Can't do much more...starting to get out of the pg13 range. *snicker*
I've got to go now. Bye.))
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2006 9:07 am
((Continue in Pm or fastfoward to something else?))
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 8:12 pm
Sheridan drove carefully down the dirt road. His window was rolled down the fresh air streaming in playing with his green hair. He grinned and pulled into the parking space. "Here we are," he called, getting out of the car and hurried to the other side to open the door for the Naga.
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 8:20 pm
Asalind chuckled. "You don't have to keep doing that," he said, brushing back the short pieces of dark hair that fell around his face. His coils unwound quickly and he was out of the car looking around them in no time.
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 8:27 pm
"I want to,"Sheridan smiled. "It's a polite gesture to someone as lovely as you. This way and don't mind the stream running into the cave. Our nudist is with his lover at the moment should that won't be a surprise for you." He walked to the entrance and picked up the padded stick and hit the gong hard with it. A deep musical sound rang.
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 8:35 pm
"Hm..." Asalind smiled despite himself, looking at the stream and finding the cave rather homey that way. The mention of the nudist and his lover made him pause for a moment, staring at Sheridan as he continued on. Well...it wasn't as if he had none of those around where he lived. It was just more...natural. He had gotten to the point where no one seemed to notice anyway, come to think of it... He tilted his head curiously as Sheridan hit the gong, the vibrations it sent through the air vibrating almost painfully for the naga.
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 8:39 pm
"Just so everyone know I'm bringing someone in oof" Sheridan back peddle and fell as something red and black tackled him. He blinked and looked into the gray eyes of a bright hair coon.
"Sheri! Who did you bring? Can you play a game with me? No one wants to play." The young coon tail twitched back and forth eagerly. "Ooohh who are you?" THe creature sat up on the rabbit stomach. "I'm Tristan."
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 8:49 pm
"Ah..." Asalind murmured in comprehension just before Sheridan was tackled to the ground. The naga reared backward to get out of the way, several coils looping in front of him just in case. The assailant turned out to be the coon however, who could supposedly blow up a room without thinking. Straightening up, Asalind sighed silently and nodded a greeting to him. "I'm Asalind."
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 8:31 am
Tristan beamed and bounced off the rabbit racing into the cave. "Sahil! Sahil! Sheridan brought back a pretty naga. Do you think.." The coon's voice was suddenly cut off.
Sheridan sat up rubbing his head. "Thank goodness for small favors. Well anyways come on in." He stood shaking out his hair and glared at Cian. "Fat help you are. You could of warned me." He snorted at the innocent looking petpet and walked into the cave entrance."You surived you first accounter with Tristan without having the air squeezed out of you. That doesn't happen often."
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 8:56 pm
Asalind was staring into the mouth of the cave feeling moderately baffled. What could Tristan have been asking this Sahil about...? He shook his head, the long braid running down his back swinging back and forth as he did. Following Sheridan inside he asked, "Are you all right? If he had tackled me, at least I would have had my tail to fall back on, but... did you hit your head or anything?" Worry filled his eyes as he went into healer mode.
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Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2006 7:25 am
"I'm fine, a little bruised at my tail end, but lets not go there." Sheridan smiled. "So what do you think?"
Strung though out the cave where lantrens from winter still burning brightly; even though, sunlight was streaming in patches though the windows, patterened and stain glass. The doors where covers by blankets of different colors, and carvings from start, middles, and finishing ran across the door arches. The walls where simarly done with scenes in the rock.
"Sahil, Akash, and now Kisten though he is just learning are artist in their own right. Specialy durning the winter months when it grows borning." The rabbit grinned. "Well there Sahil now, would you care to meet the head of my household?" Sheridan questioned.
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