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 Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 4:13 pm
The Christmas aftermath wasn’t too brutal, but perhaps Wilson was being too optimistic. The Joy formula had fortunately worn off—and the fact that he couldn’t remember most of the events for the past couple weeks unsettled—but the facilities were a wreck. Now the trainees were subjected to endless cleaning and construction duty. Blisters, blisters, and more blisters. Wilson sucked in his breath as he held a hand close to his face. He frowned as he poked at the blister forming on the palm of his hand, but avoided popping the damn thing. It could wait. The sounds of drills spinning and hammers pounding filled his ears as a cloud of sawdust drifted in. Wilson coughed loudly, waving one arm to blow it away until a hunter barked at him to get back to work.
“Yessir!” He took a few clumsy steps toward nowhere. Uhhh. What should he do next? Most of the obvious tasks were already taken by the other trainees…Wilson searched around the room, nervously glanced at the hunter, then shuffled over to a pile of scrap wood. Maybe he would go and throw them away, or move them somewhere—do something with them so he could at least look like he was busy. He kneeled down to pick up the chunk, but hissed and dropped it. Wilson stared at his palm. What, another splinter?! “For the love of…” His voice trailed off when he noticed something else beneath the pile.
His other hand carefully lifted the plank of wood to reveal a box. Wilson raised an eyebrow. What was this doing here? He pushed the rest of the wood off and opened it. There were…books? The trainee glanced behind him. Lucky, the hunter was gone now! He flipped through the pages, curiously skimming the words until…
Before her heartbeat could return to normal, Dante too discovered the peak he had hungrily intended for. Breathing her name against her supple skin, he gently lowered himself against her body. A flood of passionate Italian escaped his lips as his burning seed poured into her like liquid fire—
He actually threw the book across the room.
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 4:49 pm
Gale had been on his way back from helping out to refurbish the cafeteria, completely minding his own business.
At least until he was brutally assaulted by a book.
It came out of a nearby classroom and thwacked him right in the side of his head. Stars ringing in his vision, Gale staggered and tripped over his own two feet, landing in an ungraceful and rather pathetic heap on the ground.
"What the bloody hell - "
His eyes watering a little, Gale pushed himself up with some annoyance. It was only when he noticed that there was a figure in the room across from where he lay splayed that he frowned, a scowl tracing his lips.
"Wilson?" he grumbled, shoving himself vertical. He staggered a bit, then reached down and picked up the offending book, giving it a look of disdain as he flipped it open carelessly. "Why the devil are you throwing - "
" - it was only then that Patricia realized the depths of her love for Dante. In a fit of pure heat and sensual love, she flung herself into his arms, wrapped one of her legs around his hips, and - "
Gale flung the book back across the room.
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 5:00 pm
"What - why are you throwing books, Gale?" Jordan paused. "Also, are you okay?" He'd come around the corner just in time to witness the incident.
He was thoroughly grimy, having just finished hauling debris out of a room whose ceiling had collapsed; he'd been on his way to the cafeteria for something to drink and to set about the task of soothing Ferros, who was still cranky about the fact that Jordan had been using a hammer earlier - a construction hammer - and ignoring Jordan's annoyed reminders that Ferros was really not suited for the task at hand.
Whatever this was seemed like a good distraction, anyway.
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 5:18 pm
Marcus had been working. Had been. That was until he noticed a small gathering of guys heading elsewhere They should be working, did they want to risk getting yelled at? Well- Eh. Looking around he didn't think they could b***h too much, having made damn good progress so far. Plus he could use a small break. Setting the hammer down the moon trainee went to join the guys- and wonder what the heck had Gale and Wilson looking redder than tomatoes.
Then again, Marcus was pretty sure he could just say 'Eva's panties' and Gale would have gone red.
"Did I miss something here?" Jordan looked fine, but the other two- what was eating them? "Huh?" the book by Wilson god his attention and when he pulled it up, Marcus didn't think to read the cover before opening it to a dog eared page. The worst mistake was when he began reading a few things out loud.
"She moaned out his name in the air as his pants echoing around them while their passion began to reach it's peek. He grabbed...her... breast....and...he" His face had begun to go red as his voice stopped, eyes looking at Gale and Wilson. "What the hell did I just pick up?"
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 5:26 pm
Wilson was glad to be rid of the thing. Breathing a sigh of relief, he placed one hand over his heart while the other hand moved to close the box and kick it away to a place where no one else would find it. However, once he heard the familiar British accent that belonged to Gale he froze. He slowly twisted around to find the boy flipping through the book. His expression melted into horror. Wilson stood up and reached out toward the other trainee. “Wait—!” He clenched his teeth as the blond read a couple pages and promptly threw it back to him. The man flailed as the book smacked him.
He looked like a deer in headlights when Jordan came over. “I—This—He—“ Wilson sputtered, his face just a smidge flushed as he found himself at a loss for words. His face paled when Marcus walked over and picked it up, but even worse was that he began to read aloud. Eyes closed, he covered his face with his hands, but then pointed toward the box. “There’s more over there.”
Immediate regret filled him as soon as he spoke the words.
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 5:29 pm
Dakota whistled as he walked by the construction zone. It wasn't like overly annoying like what you hear in the city or what you hear next door all the time but....It wasn't pleasant either.
In fact he might've missed what Marcus was reading aloud when he walked by but for the very course of the nature of what he was saying aloud had Dakota taking a spin step in the room and looking at his boss.
"Whatcha reading boss?" Dakota grinned at the redness of the face of the boy before looking over his shoulder to continue the reading out loud. "He caressed the sweet curves, his hand trailing down her thigh and then back up, her soft murmurs a quiet encouragement---Oh my god what the hell did you guys find?" Dakota grinned as he went to the box before pulling them out, "What is this, the jackpot of every smutty novel known to man?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 5:40 pm
" ... what."
That explained Gale's bright red face and the suddenly flying book, actually. While Jordan generally didn't approve of throwing books ... well, he could understand this one.
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 5:48 pm
Gale's face - somewhat resembling a fire engine - turned upwards to look at Jordan, his expression something similar to that of a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming truck.
"Er," he said stupidly, which was all he managed to get out before the worst happened.
Marcus arrived.
Which, all things considered, probably wasn't the worst thing to happen - Caelius arriving, or Doctor H would probably be much worse - but right now Gale had a sneaking suspicion that he had just managed to step into a pile of doggy doo.
"Er," he said again, in a voice that came out as rather squeaky and not really sounding like himself. "I....picked it up by...accident..."
His finger suddenly pointed in Wilson's direction.
"HE STARTED IT."
Clearly Gale was twelve years old inside.
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 6:47 pm
People were yelling and sounding like complete assholes - this sounded like a job for Robert Morris! He'd been busy doing nothing at all, when he heard the ruckus.
He distinctly heard a ruckus.
He popped his head in the door, and watched books go flying, before walking straight up to the box the boys were playing around in, and looked ******** sweet." He picked up one, flipped it open, and perused for a minute while they chattered on about whose fault it was or who'd found what or who was on first, until suddenly, in a theatrical, and marveously Shakespearean voice, Robert cleared his throat and uttered (far too loudly):
"Virgin or not, she was no gentle flower lying quiet as it waited to be plucked. She was the venus flytrap, ready to devour him just as it beckoned him to plunge into her depths."
A pause.
"BAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA."
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 6:52 pm
Jordan raised one eyebrow. "Excellent vocal projection. And your diction is first rate." He managed a straight face for about three seconds. Then he broke down into a fit of snickers.
... never not d**k jokes.
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 6:57 pm
More? There was.... good lord. Marcus's eyes widened as he caught sight of the box. Someone had to much time on their hands that was for sure. Dakota was not helping with Marcus's red complexion either. Dakota you enthusiastic porn loving b*****d, stop it. The guy was overly excited about finding novel porn. Menawhile Jordan looked like a deer in headlights, just like Gale.
"Gale....I don't think this is anyone's...fault. I mean-" He smiled, trying to regain 'normal' status. "It was just an accident right?" What wasn't an accident was robert showing up and just- No mercy from the gods tonight.
Still, Marcus let Dis's whispering prompting him to bend to his curiosity. Making him pick up another book, and making the mistake of reading that one. And- "........how does a foot long p***s even- what am I reading- I just." A look at Robert. "I don't ever want to encounter a venus flytrap v****a. Thank you for that mental imagery."
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 7:08 pm
Dakota had a small pile collecting where he had taken a seat before Robert cam in and grabbed on. Oh my god. "Dude seriously? Please keep reading." He snickered at the jokes before waving his hand at Marcus.
"Come on Boss, it could be worst." Dakota grinned as he picked up one and started reading it. Interesting, he didn't know people could bend like that.
"Guys what the hell is a Cowboy spring roll?" Dakota looked up at the novel he read before setting it down.
"Boss....your title says 5$ Footlongs...." Dakota pointed at the novel before grinning. "Like subway."
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 7:14 pm
"Okay okay, okay." Robert stopped laughing just long enough to hear Jordan, and burst into raucous laughter all over again. Dakota's request had him sobering up just enough to pick out another book, and with tears in his eyes he tried, very hard, to remain serious as he read it. He hadn't looked at the cover.
"I broke away when my air supply ran out. I patted him against the chest, thanking him for a job well done, and I could feel the heat from his body beneath my palm. Believe me when I say that if it were a long time between kisses, it was a long time between other things as well. To feel that warmth of human contact again with someone who wasn't a relative or a friend... before Declan could say anything I kissed him again, except this time I swung him around and pinned HIM against the wall."
The use of first person perspective kept Robert from understanding just what he was reading - but holding up the book, with the cover that had two men in an intimate embrace, told those across from him a different story than that which was in his head.
"Wow, this chick is forward, huh?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 7:16 pm
Marcus blanched. He set the book down and nodded at Dakota. "Well never eating subs again I-"
Robert got the most horrified look ever. Robert you- just- that book- he-
Marcus wasn't going to say anything.
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 7:19 pm
Ryan could hear the ruckus from down the hall. In fact, they were so noisy that at first the moon trainee thought there was an argument going on. Though as he approached, what at first sounded like yelling, turned out only to be laughter.
"What are you guys do--" He asked poking his head through the door, just in time to see the cover of the book Robert was reading. "--ing..."
Now he could clearly see the reddened faces and the embarrassed looks.
"Never mind, I don't want to know." He announced, turning to leave again.
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