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 Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 3:05 pm
Kat rubbed the back of neck unconsiously at the mention of the pin p***k. There was nothing there now to suggest she had been injected with anything but the thought gave her the chills.
"I did kind of black out a little bit in a giant crater when we were looking for the napalm people. But why would the people that killed everything want to make me heal faster if thats what this 'injection' did to me?" She was mostly asking herself but talking outloud helped her think. She rested her head on her hands with her elbows on the table as she watched Curtis cook.
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"Har har, you could still get off me..." Jeff wondered if Yakov was ticklish. So he tried tickling Yakovs sides.
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 3:14 pm
"Oh no. I made you upset. I'm sorry, I should know better than to even hint at not letting you touch my a** anymore. That just destroys you insided." She was doing a very poor job of trying to hold in laughter.
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Yakov squealed. "Damnit you evil b*****d."
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 3:23 pm
Jeff smiled evily. He continued to tickle Yakov and ejoyed it all too much.
"I wont stop until you get me my damn pants, b***h boy."
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 3:30 pm
Yakov somehow got out an answer. "Yes, of course mistress, whatever you desire. Just please let me go."
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 3:38 pm
"ok!" Jeff was to happy to just stop so he kissed Yakov deeply then shoved him off. "Now, where are my pants wentch?" He laughed and sat up trying to look regal.
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 3:42 pm
Yakov hit the floor and his hand found Jeff's pants. He chucked them at Jeff's head. "Are these to your likeing my lady?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 3:52 pm
"Yes, indeed. Now my feeble female limbs are to weak to put them on for me so, young slave, you must do it for me," Jeff lifted his arms and pretended to be weak and limp.
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 4:08 pm
"As you wish." Yakov seemed to be taking the task seriously. He took Jeff's hand and pulled him into a standing positon so he could get the pants over Jeff's hips. He spent quite a lot more time than neccessary on the zipper. Once Jeff was completely in his pants, Yakov grabbed Jeff's a** pressed himself against him. "Can I get anything else on for you?
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 5:20 pm
"And not letting you touch my hair anymore would really piss you off, wouldn't it?" Connor sneered teasingly.
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Curtis flipped through the potential answers in his mind. It took a few minutes of heating the Alfredo sauce before he came to one that sounded even remotely reasonable.
"Maybe they think we were up here during the napalm blast and survived it," he reasoned, "and perhaps they viewed that as a test of our endurance. Since we lived, they decided to test us further. Maybe being able to heal faster is your reward." He frowned. "Even so, I don't like the idea of someone toying with us, least of all you."
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 5:33 pm
"Gasp, he knows my weakness." She lifted a piece of his hair and let it cascade slowly out of her hand. "Now, I just may have to kill you. I can't have you spreading that around." She pretended to think for a moment. "How about a deal? You won't tell anyone and I'll let you touch my a** all you want. That sounds reasonable right."
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 7:23 pm
Kat thought for a second. "I don't want to be toyed with. But why would they want us to heal faster if we survived a secret napalm wouldn't they think that we would tell someone?"
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Jeff winked. "Well theres something but I just got my pants on..." He kissed Yakov again before looking for his shirt on the ground.
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 7:43 pm
"Maybe they didn't know it would work," Curtis suggested. "They're using you as a guinea pig. They're testing side-effects, and perhaps your twitch earlier was one of them." He scowled as he began to serve up the pasta. "Tomorrow we should try to track them down again."
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"Sounds like a fair deal, although you trying to kill me could be entertaining," Connor pointed out. He kissed her lips.
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 7:51 pm
Luka pulled away almost imediately. "Oh please, like you would last two seconds. You would get far too distracted and it wouldn't even be a challenge for me. Trust me, the entertaining bit is when you try to kill me. Plus..." She pulled down the neck of her shirt. "I've said this before, but you leave pretty scars."
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"I don't suppose you'll let me borrow another pair of jeans. Even if I had my own clothes here, I'm a little afraid of what will happen to them around you."
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 7:58 pm
"Well, I guess if it means you'll eat with me." He found another pair of jeans that wasn't ripped and threw them at Yakovs face. He found a hotpink shirt with silver striped sleeves and slipped it on. "Are you quite ready yet?"
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Kat took her plate of pasta and grabbed a fork. She waited for Curtis to finish serving himself before she dug into her food, a bit ravenously. She swallowed a huge forkfull of noodles before she spoke.
"Possibly. It felt as if I had kind of blacked out while being able to still see. While I was throwing the glass I had no control on anything, I didn't know I did anything untill I'd already thrown it. It was weird. But how could an injection in my neck make me throw things?" She contemplated on her thoughts for a second before diving back into her noodles.
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 8:07 pm
"Humans are capable of a lot," Curtis sighed after swallowing a bite of food. "Perhaps a lot more than they ought to be. It could be that the injection wasn't just liquid. I've heard of chips that are small enough to be implanted with a needle like that." He took another bite, swallowed. "Some humans implant chips like that in their pets to find them if they are lost."
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Since Luka was pulling down at her shirt, Connor went ahead and gazed at her cleavage. When had he grown so bold? Since meeting her, that's when. Luka was making him act more like a young man than a hermit.
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