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 Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2007 8:15 pm
((Alright, thanks for the permission. This is gonna be quite awkward...))
Kibo wasn't even listening to Khazar. Instead, he steps forward quickly, looking at Storm curiously for a moment, before poking her lightly in the forehead. Immediately, her breathing comes in short gasps, her muscles tighten, and her body becomes rigid. Her ebony face flushes, and intense tingles flow through her entire body. Kibo cocks his head, studying her reaction like a scholar.
Kibo: Hmm, interesting...
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2007 8:27 pm
[Hm. Always figured her for a screamer. -Shrug-]
Khazar was standing then, having moved gracfully from his knees to the balls of his feet. He had a long sword out and drawn at Kibo's throat. A dribbled of blood was running down the fuller.
"Undo what you did, slave!"
Storm's eyelips were fluttereing, and she felt limp as a boned fish. Somehow, the drow managed to keep to her feet.
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2007 8:33 pm
((Eh, I'll ask Ranu. xd ))
Kibo pushes the blade to the side, and walks behind Storm, letting her fall back into his arms.
Kibo: Don't worry about her. Despite the pained look on her face, she's far from hurt. Judging by your surprise at this, it appears you've never gotten her this far, hmm? Poor Storm.
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2007 8:48 pm
[Don't bother; he wouldn't know for sure. wink ]
Khazar left his blade naked.
"Alauniira's been poisoned before. She showed similar signs as now."
Storm started to come to, then. She gave that particular post lazy smile, before opening her eyes. Storm looked at Kibo blankly for a momement, the stupid grin gracing her lips, before the memory of what had happened before the pleasure flashed to her.
"You thrice-damned b*****d."
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2007 1:23 pm
Kibo grins, pushing her off of him, so she was standing again.
Kibo: See Khazar? No poison. She was even smiling.
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2007 3:59 pm
Khazar scowled.
"She doesn't know what she's about."
Storm looked wistfully miffed. Her voice was still lazy with pleasure.
"I resent that comment. Why, Kibo?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2007 4:44 pm
Kibo: Because I wanted to test if it would work. You were the only woman around, so naturally, you were the ideal subject.
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2007 4:55 pm
Storm gave a sort of amused frown.
"What about Natasha? And why would it have to be a female?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2007 4:59 pm
Kibo: Because if I did it to Natasha, I'd be thrashing on the ground with fingernail-poison coursing through my veins right now. And as for your second question, Khazar's already suffered through enough humbling experiences. Having to walk through the town with wet pants would have been too much.
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2007 5:07 pm
Khazar slugged Kibo in the back of his head, with one clothe covered hand. The impact noise belayed the fact that he was wearing an enchanted grey shirt. Storm only smiled as Kibo stumbled from the hit.
"Thank you, for that, Khazar."
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2007 5:37 pm
Kibo spins, holding two fingers a hair's breadth from Khazar's throat.
Kibo: It'd be a shame to ruin such nice pants.
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2007 8:42 pm
The drow warrior sneered. He looked past Kibo's head to Storm.
"Public humilitation of another is just a way to reafiern your own pathetic masculine status."
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Posted: Fri Dec 21, 2007 8:58 am
Kibo: Which is why I haven't touched you. I have some standards. And besides...
He uses his other hand to pinch his nose.
Kibo: ...You smell like you haven't bathed in a while. Who knows how long you're gonna be wearing those defiled pants?
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Posted: Fri Dec 21, 2007 9:08 am
Storm looked mildly annoyed; Khazar smelled perfectly delicious, to her. Almost like vanilla. Her brother ignored her, however, and cupped one slender ebon, enfemmine hand against Kibo's weather worn cheek. He smirked.
"Only for you, whore."
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Posted: Fri Dec 21, 2007 9:17 am
Kibo ducks beneath Khazar's hand, stepping back.
Kibo: Not a good idea. It's not just my fingertips. If you touch me at all when I'm using Biomancy like this, you'll be affected. It's the first time I've tried that, so I'm not able to keep it contained to my fingertips yet.
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