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| What are you looking for at the Inn of Peace? |
| Peace (dah) |
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| Love <3 |
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| Friends and Friends *hugs* |
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| Chaos and destruction *evil grin* |
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| Nothing *snores* |
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| Gold XD |
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| I don't know yet... |
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 Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 12:26 pm
"Really~?" He slid his thumb around to her cheek and brought their lips to hover millimetres from each other, breathing out deeply before speaking in a low, husky voice.
Dangerous, this was indeed but it had been so long since he had seduced a woman... Maybe, he could just bring her to the edge of the cliff before tugging her back...
"Perhaps that is part of my offer, Stella... You seem to be a beautiful, big girl now; how would you like me to run your business...?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 12:44 pm
((Oh, you're mean...she's so going to hate you for this later...))
Stella's heart was pounding in her chest, and her mind was racing with a thousand different thoughts. Back at the GMO, she was known for being a tease...before her new image, it was her who played these games. And yet, with only a couple days, she had been disarmed with ruthless efficiency by this charming aristocrat, a fact that both terrified and excited her.
This can't be real...nobody's this good and serious about it...damn it, Stella, calm yourself down!
She tried to speak, but what to say at that point eluded her...well, that an an ill-placed word would result in a relatively awkward situation...
"I..." This isn't fair...! "I'd like..."
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 12:50 pm
(Don't I know it...)
A hummed chuckle escaped his lips with a charming smirk, lips moving to press against her cheek and make a trail to the corner of her mouth. "You would like...?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 1:19 pm
She was pretty sure her heart skipped a beat at that moment, and inwardly she cursed herself for it.
Just tell him to stop...that's all you have to do... No, that's not all...she'd have to be honest about it, and the reality was she didn't mind. She knew it was likely all an act, just a game...but it had been years since anyone had made her feel this way.
I...I can't win this...I should just... Everything seemed to freeze momentarily, though it provided no clarity at all. It was as though her mind simply overloaded and went into total shutdown. She closed her eyes...and the truth leaked out.
"I like you, MacPere..." She said, barely more than a whisper.
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 1:26 pm
"You like me~?" Uh-oh... Perhaps he had played it a spot too far... "Well, I like you too Stella. I don't see who wouldn't, you're a lovely woman..." He planted another kiss to her cheek, lingering for a moment.
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 1:28 pm
Sighing, tired from a long day, Gren opened the door with a warm "Hello, ever-", stopping short at the sight at the table ahead of him.
Brow furrowing darkly, he said "Pardon me," in an icy tone, and proceeded up the stairs without a second look.
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 1:32 pm
Stella's mind snapped back to reality as she realized what just happened, and she pulled away quickly, her hand clasped across her mouth.
"I...oh...oh, no, no, nononono..." She stood up from the table, the chair falling to the floor with a clatter behind her. Avoiding all eye contact, she vanished upstairs, leaving a half-full bottle of water and a barely touched glass behind. She took refuge in Azana's room, locking the door behind her.
How...how could I...? Oh, I'm such an idiot...!
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 1:34 pm
At the spot of Gren and his voice, MacPere pulled back, eyes wide. He hadn't guaranteed on such a thing happening... By that look, that tone he'd used on his worst enemy... It looked like he wouldn't have a warm body he loved beside him tonight...
After Stella had pulled away, he stood and ran a hand over his face, strolling up the stairs and to Gren's room, knocking softly upon the door. "Gren..."
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 1:42 pm
Having locked the door in a huff, he sat smoking by the window. "What." he said flatly, loud enough to be heard.
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 1:44 pm
"Gren, you know I wouldn't have done anything... Sweetheart..." He rest a hand against the door, hating himself for not having risk-assessed.
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 1:49 pm
Gren huffed sourly. "Then what were you doing, Eliwood?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 1:51 pm
Stella paced around the room/office, trying to find some way of calming her trembling frame, when she heard voices down the hall. They were faint, but she pressed her ear to the wall, recognizing them as Gren and MacPere.
"Gren, you know I wouldn't have done anything...Sweetheart..."
She recoiled from the wall, backing up to the opposite one before falling to a seated position. At least five different emotions swirled around within her, and those were the ones she could identify. There was anger, both directed at self and others, embarrassment, sadness...and finally, paradoxically, guilt.
She told me...she told me...why didn't I believe her...? I've ruined everything...my friends...their relationship...I... She hugged her knees to her chest, burying her face.
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 1:52 pm
"I..." He thought for a moment, looking over his options. "I was simply proposing that I help her with her business."
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 2:06 pm
"Izzat so..." he growled quietly to himself, working hard to curb his temper and prevent himself from saying something regrettable. "Is that how you ask all of your business partners?" he barked, taking a heavy drag.
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Gren_Eckener Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 2:13 pm
Kiba walked through the doors to the inn, feeling pretty lucky about his survival. He laid on the ground with his arms and legs spread out. He got up after a while, feeling more energized now that his energy was slowly returning, but the injuries were still a problem.
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