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Max
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Date Posted: 19:47:52 03/10/05 Thu
In reply to:
Sabra
's message, "deadly games" on 14:44:12 03/10/05 Thu
::her only response to Katie's words is a bit of laughter, quiet but heard by physical ears. she would respond, but she was a little busy right now. but as the comment is made about the hot water bottle, she can't resist adding:: She's right, you know... they don't bite. I do. ::man, a few hundred years of pick up lines and they start getting a little banal. but that was all she could muster at the moment, her wit disappearing as the gap between her body and the other's closed. so much for the articulate smart ass.
as the last syllables slip past her barely opened lips, she proves her point by doing what she did best. she bit him. not hard... just a delicate nip placed just where his jaw met his neck. it wasn't met to draw blood. just to liven things up a bit. if it looks like a vampire, acts like a vampire, and bites like a vampire, chances are you've got yourself a vampire. have fun.
as for Sabra and her troublemaking ways, the femme feels just the lightest tap on her senses, like feather brushing across her cheek. as it was, her present situation caused her to ignore that miniscule sign of supernatural activity and go on flirting. her mind was not on Zeth, but on the handsome male directly before her, her breath tickling his skin. had she known that her playful message, really meant for only one pair of ears, had been sent to the one person she did not wish to hear it, she would have backed off by now. but no, her absorption in the "task at hand" allowed her no attention for anything else. fireworks, gunshots and breaking glass, on the house. consider this your halftime show::
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