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Man-Hungry Conversationalist
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 Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2005 5:28 am
Steps back out of the shadows with a grin, spinning his staff. "Had to change into something more comfortable." He chuckled as he leaned against the billiards table. "Anyone up for a game?"
He snickered as he glanced around, hoping for any challenge. Win or lose, he wanted some fun. He lay the staff next to him, toying a bit with the elegantly carved head.
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 2:00 am
a change came over micha as she watched hikari pose with the cue, awating his challenger. her teeth elongated and her eyes swirled to a glowing purple, staring into his. she swayed seductivly over to him, power trailing from her like perfume, working just as well to turn heads and sway minds. she tilted the fox boy's chin up with a single finger, exposing the throat. she leaning in slowly, breathing against his pulse, and said softly, "i am soooo hungry." before sinking her sharp fangs into his neck, and drinking deeply of the crimson energy that rushed forth.
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 2:32 am
He stiffened with the bite, but stood calmly, a look a grim pleasure on his face. "You really should aim a little better, not enough pain there." His voice was a whisper a smile on his lips. His clothing had morphed, again, this time a button up shirt covered his flesh, the top button undone to allow the skin to show.
He considered for a moment, pushing aside a thought that lay floating just behind his eyes, a tiny amusement he had to avoid letting loose.
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 5:31 am
MichaForrest could you bite me too I working on my vampire costume do they have vampire teeth here.
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 12:53 pm
H8B2K11 MichaForrest could you bite me too I working on my vampire costume do they have vampire teeth here. a disembodied voice floats over to H8B2K11 to answer his question.
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 12:57 pm
micha purred, her cat tail twitching with the pleasure, and wrapped her arms tight around hikari, knowing the tendancy of people to faint after a lot of blood had been taken. she answered the fox through mind speak.
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Man-Hungry Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2005 12:59 am
He embraced her tightly and whispered in her ear. "You'd have to let go for me to show you." There was that same glimmer in his eye, covered yet again by the glasses. He leaned back, allowing the pool table to support both of them as she fed on life blood. His heart pumped faster as the pressure in his veins lowered, flowing faster as well.
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2005 1:40 am
her curiosity overcame her hunger, reluctantly disengaging her fangs and licking the small wound closed. she released her grip yet still leaned close, one knee up on the pool table. micha stared into hikaris shades eyes grinning. "now will you show me?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2005 1:42 am
He leaned down then and kissed her. The smile disappeared, but it wasn't that he cared. The Staff of the Angels fell to floor while he stood there embracing her, his lips pressed against hers.
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2005 1:46 am
micha made a small squeek of surprise before setteling into the embrase of lips and arms, sighing contentedly.
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2005 1:55 am
He let go and grinned. "Okay, maybe not the greatest idea in the world, but worth the shot."
He leaned back and remembered the loss of blood as he almost fell. "Crap!" He tried feebly to catch his balance with his arms.
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2005 4:57 pm
perhaps you should have remaind leaning on the pool table *says some magic words and snaps her fingers and the pool table is whole again, then she racks the balls and grabs a cue stick* you want to break, or shall I?
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2005 5:47 am
Holds his hand over his fallen staff and it glides up into his waiting palm. With a flourish and a bow he grinned.
"After you, goddess." He kept the grin and raised again, spinning his staff casually, the winged headpiece becoming the point of a pool cue. "And the feathers keep it chalked. Wonderful!"
He found the closest wall and leaned back, awaiting her play at the table.
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2005 12:28 pm
"as you wish" she replied, and leaned over the table to aim. two practice aims and then hit the ball. it sped towards the awaiting rack hittong the yellow '1' ball evenly and with a mighty 'crack!' the balls fled eachother, scattering across the table. the striped red '10' ball ended up near the left side pocket, and the green '6' ball was five inches from the right corner pocket where it had escaped from the main rack. the cue ball was smotherd by a purple, a violet and the other red.
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2005 4:27 pm
*sneaks over to bar to steal some beer.
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