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 Posted: Wed Sep 08, 2010 3:36 pm
Freakshow slips into the break room... He was dressed for his match that was going to take place later, wearing black wrestling briefs, elbow pads, boots... The usual suspects. The room, equipped with a table, chairs, and a fridge was often were backstage hands spent there breaks. Though it was a room rarely used. It's where Freak often waited for his matches to start, because frankly, he didn't like people all that much. Also the fridge was pretty nice. Freak took a seat, and propped his feet up on the table.
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Posted: Thu Sep 09, 2010 1:36 pm
The doorway of where Freakshow entered could be seen from behind him and a head slowly emerged from behind the frame, peeking into the room, with wide blue eye's.. It was Elisia! Her face was expressionless with her lips tucked into her mouth and then it curled, making a funny looking smile, with her eye's trained on Freakshow.
She quietly tiptoed into the room and snuck over to the cabinets and sloowwly.. pulled out a bowl and cereal from the cabinet. She then left the cabinet door open and turned sliding the bowel and cereal in front of Freakshow. "Hello, there." Said Elisia, with a sweet smile.
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Posted: Thu Sep 09, 2010 2:15 pm
Freakshow nearly fell out of his chair when he spotted Elisia... Startled by her quiet entry. "Heello..." He greeted with a wolfish grin on his face. He was keeping his eyes on her, she was someone he had conflicting feelings about.. Weeks ago she had attacked him, whacked him over the head with a microphone and nailed him with a swift kick between the legs. Then, to the surprise of many, kissed him. His focus briefly shifted to the bowl and cereal infront of him on the table. "Nobodies around," He assured, it was hard to tell when he was and wasn't lying though, "No fans to judge ya'... And... Heh... I know how you feel about me..." Freak continued smugly, putting his hands behind his head, like he had her figured out.
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 9:59 am
Her smile fell and blushed immensely, Elisia nodded her head, totally buying every word of Freakshow. "Really?! Well, if-if you know how I feel.." Elisia, not even aware of what cereal she had grabbed from the cabinet and still having her eye's trained on Freakshow, she opened the box and began to pour the cereal in the bowl in front of Freakshow, spilling a bit. "..then I-I hope that okay with everything.."
Elisia finished pouring the cereal and quickly turned to the fridge, opening it to grab a milk jug, and hoped to hear what Freakshow had to say, since she was too embarrassed to face him when he responds.
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 1:56 pm
Freak shamelessly looked Elisia up and down while she was turned away looking through the fridge, "Oh it's alright," He said, sounding a tad bit condescending, though still trying to be charming, "A lot of people have trouble communicating with someone of my... Uh..." He paused to find the right word, "Fortitude. But hey, I'm only human, you're the last person that'd need to play hard-to-get with me," Freak continued, probably starting to believe his own bullshit.
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 5:03 pm
A bit absent mindedly, Elisia put the open cereal box in the fridge and took two milk jugs out, pulled off the cap of just one, dropping the cap on the floor. And as she stood behind Freakshow.. "Here.."
She bent forward, with her chest pressed up on the back of Freakshow's head, and poured the cold milk into the bowl. Just before the bowel would overflow, she deliberately poured the rest in of the milk in the crotch of Freakshow!
Whether Freakshow stood up or not, didn't really matter to Elisia, as she swung the other milk jug at where her chest had pressed against.
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 5:16 pm
Freakshow was enjoying the situation he had found himself in, Elisia began to change the direction of the pouring! "Agh! The ******** are you doin-" He started getting up, but was whacked across the head before he could even finish his sentence. He stumbled off to the side holding the back of his head after the dairy based assault.
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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2010 11:57 am
With an odd smirk or smile, one couldn't really tell, Elisia gave a quick smack and squeeze to Freakshow's butt, and then turned to dart out of the room!
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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2010 12:57 pm
Freak recieved the... More than friendly pat from Elisia. Though a little weird, under normal circumstances, Freak wouldn't have minded, but the violation of his space had been preceded by a strike to the back of the head with a full milk carton. Before he could turn and try to catch her, she was out of the room. "...b***h..." Was all the only thing he could process in response to what had happened. Speechless for once
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