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 Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2007 6:41 pm
Storm closed her eyes and counted to ten. Finding that to not be enough, she added another ten seconds to it as well.
"I asked you what you meant by 'who wears the pants' in mine and Khazar's relationship."
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2007 6:49 pm
Kibo: Oh. "Who wears the pants" means the person who is dominant in the relationship. In most relationships here, the male is the one who is dominant, and when the saying was invented, men wore pants, while women wore predominantly dresses. Therefore, referring to who wear the pants referres to who is the one in control is the relationship.
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2007 6:54 pm
Storm looked like she was going to laugh. Khazar only frowned.
"That is...foolishness. Why would the lesser half of the race be the dominant ones?"
"Human males act as drow females would."
"Spread cruelty where they may, for pleasure?"
This time, she did laugh.
"No silly. They are the taller, stronger, fitter ones."
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2007 7:21 pm
Kibo: Exactly. See Khazar? Your sister gets it. Try and keep up.
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2007 7:32 pm
Khazar scowled.
"But she is also the one that has spent her life on the surface, with such creatures. I have denied myself such...pentanice, for favor of my own supiror race."
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2007 8:37 pm
Kibo laughs heartily, wiping tears from his crow's footed eyes.
Kibo: You speak so lowly of humans. Maybe I should begin denying my involvement in their race.
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2007 9:15 pm
Khazar glanced at Storm.
"You cannot deny what you are, no matter your own personal feelings."
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 7:40 pm
Kibo: But I'm not very much like one anymore. I've lived for 6,000 years, I can be stabbed, shot, disemboweled, and skinned without dying, I can perform magicks humans cannot, and I have sort of a God Complex.
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2007 2:34 pm
Storm rolled her own, perfect blood and silver orbs.
"And always humble; can't forget that one."
"Skinned?"
Khazar sounded carefully silent of emotiones. Storm frowned down at him.
"No, sweetling. The last time you played with one such necromancer, we had to get Nivia to bash him for good."
"You make it sound like a big deal."
"His spirit blew up our barracks and stables! Who knows what this one would do."
She jerked her thumb towards Kibo, leaving it unspoken that Nivia was no long around to banish grudge holding necromancers.
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2007 5:29 pm
Kibo: I was just reinforcing a point. I don't walk around telling other people all that. One mention does not unhumble make.
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2007 6:52 pm
Storm held up three fingers.
"But thrice doth it."
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2007 6:57 pm
Kibo: The age thing, maybe. But not the hard to kill thing.
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2007 7:09 pm
"Both, my pretty little toy."
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 4:54 pm
Kibo: I'm pretty sure I'd remember saying something like that...
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 6:42 pm
Storm shrugged again.
"Mayhaps not in so many words, but your intentions were the same."
Khazar scowled at Kibo.
"It is not your place to argue with a female, whore."
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