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 Posted: Sun Sep 05, 2010 5:19 pm
Here, post your characters dirty little secrets! Feel free to do so in character, or out of character 3nodding
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Posted: Sun Sep 05, 2010 5:34 pm
-Kirai walks in, looks around. Hesitantly, she pulls out a calligraphy pen and a small leather bound book of parchment paper.- Writes: My personal confession is that I have always had a... -coughs, then continues writing- fondness, for cross-dressing males. Nothing is quite so beautiful as a man who can pull off wearing an elegant black or pure white dress with a corset. Be it Avarice, or the idea of Edward in a wedding dress. It's always attractive in my honest opinion. I myself use to cross dress as a male elegant gothic aristocrat, back during my service in the Red Cross Society. However, after I first laid eyes upon Avarice after joining the Black Cross, I am sure you have all had the feeling; butterflies in your stomach, blush rushing to your cheeks, a spark every time your arm even lightly brushes against his... -realizes her cheeks are blushing slightly, blinks eyes a few times, continues writing- In short, after finally meeting a proper gentleman with manners and self presence in comparison to my own, I made it my fullest effort to dress, behave, and exist only as a proper lady would. And that is sadly not inclusive of dressing as one of the male species. -Folding the paper up, perfectly and creasing it between her remarkably clean well groomed fingernails, Kirai dropped it into the anonymous box, and quickly takes her leave, stumbles a bit on the doorstep as she walks out, looking straight down, face bright red.-
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Posted: Sun Sep 05, 2010 6:42 pm
-James, who had been waiting outside for Kirai to finish, walks into the room and busts open the box to read her confession. He laughs a bit and crumbles up the paper, tossing it away into the broken box.- "God what a total ******** estrogen-fest. Like I really wanted to know about Kirai's 'feelings'." -Giving a short sigh, James pulls up a chair and sits down to face a non existent audience.- "Alright, let me tell you a real story. A manly story." -Cracks his knuckles and flexes a bit.- "So I was in Wales this one time and I stopped into a local pub for a drink. Things get a bit out of hand and the next morning I wake up to find myself with a small petite lovely...sheep. Naturally I wanted to know how the hell I ended up shagging some sheep and I returned to the pub to ask the bartender what happened. The second I walk in there the guy jumps over the bar and starts beating the s**t out of me! Turns out the sheep I shagged was his wife, who knew?" -Gives a small shrug and kicks the chair away.- "Moral of the story is, don't get drunk in Wales. Thank you and good night." -Gives a short bow and walks out of the room, hoping Kirai didn't hear any of that.-
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Posted: Sun Sep 05, 2010 6:48 pm
-Kirai looks at him, standing right outside the door as he exits. Raises an eyebrow- "Oh dear..." -she smirks, raises her hand to her mouth to keep from laughing- "I'm truly, honestly horrified... A zoopheliac, how... pleasant. That poor sheep."
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Posted: Sun Sep 05, 2010 6:51 pm
-James smirks back and pats Kirai's cheek.- "At least I'm not some cross-dressing freak." -Gives a slight chuckle and walks off down that hall.-
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Posted: Sun Sep 05, 2010 6:56 pm
-Kirai's mouth drops open, which she quickly hides with her hand. Before he gets out of hearing distance, she yells out,- "Certainly better than you ever looked dressed in proper attire for your gender, I AM ENTIRELY SURE!" -With that, Kirai turned and quickly walked as far away from that area as she could, her face once against bright red, wrapping her arms around her waist. She muttered under her breath, something about either wanting to throw herself off a bridge, throw Avarice off a bridge, slit James neck, or bring him back with necromancy and slit James neck... again-
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Posted: Sun Sep 05, 2010 8:07 pm
-Staring at the spectacle, Salazar simply raises his brow and walks into the room. Upon entering he finds the broken box and a crumpled note, which he reads. After a good laugh, he grabs the notepad and starts writing out his secret.- "My secret...well. Despite all that has happened recently, I still have feelings for my wife and if given the chance I would have never killed her brother. He is the only person whom I regret killing." -Feeling a slight bit better about himself, Sal drops the note onto the broken box and walks out of the room silently.-
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