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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2018 11:39 pm
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Truth be told, there were a lot of things Mahmud regretted doing. So many that it really didn't need to be delved into, because to be perfectly honest it would upset him even further than he already was. Which was pretty upset. Mahmud Seshat was pretty upset about this whole state of affairs, to be frank.
Why did he have to go tell a blueblood to go bite him? Seriously? Why couldn't he shut his big fat mouth? Why couldn't he rein it in for once, and just let insults go? Well, he knew why, and that was his own stupid pride. Stupid, stupid pride...
As he stepped down the dark alley designated by the mysterious woman earlier, he shifted in place uncomfortably. So this is where he was going to die. Okay, cool. Could have picked a cooler spot but... well, nobody really got to choose that sort of thing. When he finally caught sight of her, all the blood drained in his face. "H-hello?" he called out, Mahmud's voice coming out far more weak and immature than he wanted to sound. "You uh... you wanted to talk?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2018 11:53 pm
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Chiara Moteku Chiara had cooled down, now it was mostly for the fun. Seeing Lorata up on stage put her in a bad mood, but really, the play had been pretty funny, and cute, so it wasnt a bad night. Besides, maybe she could have some fun with this kid. She saw him tremble, and it brought out some sort of predator inside her.
"So," She said as she moved up to the brownblood. Her smile gleamed in the dark ally as she got closer. "You want bitten, huh?" Her voice was even as she said it, and she stepped in close, closer than what "personal boundaries" would often rule.
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2018 3:50 am
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Oh gog oh s**t oh FARTNIBBLETS, this was bad. This lady took it personally.
"Look lady, listen..." Mahmud took a deep breath and decided if he was going to bury himself in a hole, he may as ******** well go six feet deep at this point. Firmly planting himself in place, he puffed up his chest and tried not to let his cracking teenage voice get the best of him.
"I didn't know you were a highblood until I turned around, okay? M-my hair is something I take very personally, and that set it off." So much for not cracking, his confidence was certainly not showing through his voice right about now. "S-so um..." UGH THIS PAINED HIM TO SAY, but... "I'm... I'm sorry, alright? No need for bite related activities here!"
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