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Date Posted: 23:27:08 06/02/02 Sun
Author: the mime
Author Host/IP: 64.12.105.39
Subject: even silence can be loud.
with his rather manical yet extremely productive hunting techniques which holds an almost sucidial note of insanity, the duo had managed to bring down a fair sized beast, and now he sits politely near the flesh that makes his mouth water and his heart pound with need. he nonchalantly begins to clean the blood from his body, shaking his magnificent body as if he needs to shake away the need for blood as well. "by all means, love, eat first." he declares, giving her an affectionate grin as he continues the cleansing, carefully erasing all signs of his hunting.
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Silence Can Be Golden -- Naamah, 21:42:54 06/03/02 Mon (198.172.113.37)
..Ever Hear That Little Voice Inside Your Head…
..Telling You To Be Naughty?..
Same thorough cleaning procedure is given to her own stained pelt, the crimson liquid sending a ringing sensation through the hellion‘s teeth. A quick snort is given in attempt to rid the taste from her lips, yet it does no such thing. Gaze turns quickly to the male, a soft smirk upon labrum. Always the gentleman. Carcass is forgotten for a moment as imp moves to her feet, slow gait bringing her to his side. Dial is pressed against his side softly, a coaxing purr arising. Bod curls around his own body, ginger tinted optics upon the deceased. A quick glance is directed toward the male before haunches press primly against the earth to his side. Choker bends, allowing fangs to sink into the flesh, and tear away some of the venison. Fill is eaten quickly, stomach filling to capacity. A lazy yawn is given before hellion backs away from the source, allowing the druid his share. Figure moves to the male’s back, ebon figure slowly descending to the ground, physique curling into a semi-circle around him. Fifth appendage twitches offhandedly as another yawn is given, optics hooding slightly. Gaze remains upon the male, soft vocals arising from sprite.
..Once you are done, I have something for you..
A soft smile pulls upon stained lips, adoring gaze remaining upon male as he moves.
..You Thought It Was Just All In Your Head, Didn’t You?..
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even the sparkle in the gold can never last. -- the mime, 22:12:56 06/03/02 Mon (152.163.213.49)
a mental wince is suppressed as he realizes that she will not leave when he must let the dragon out for a little play time. light smirk settles upon his lips and he nuzzles her softly, offering her a look of mischief. "is it something naughty?" he asks her in a hopeful voice, and after hearing her response (sorry for the power play) he turns to the food, jaws extending and teeth ravenously sinking into his prey, tearing the meat from the bones, low toned growling of pleasure resounding through his vocals as he swallows hunks of the food. after a rather graphic display of tearing meat and getting blood all over his black and white pelt he finishes, cleansing his muzzle with his rough tongue and then beginning the cleaning process once again, casting a side glance at her as he once more takes the eternal cold and tosses it back in it's cage, mentally telling it to be happy for the exercise and telling it not to expect such a liberty next time. it merely snarls at him and laughs, a horrible laugh of amusement. i hate you.n in a loathing mental voice, black eyes glittering as they fall upon his mate, the traces of blood already removed from his now impeccable hide...seeking repulsion in her body language.
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All That Glitters Is Not Gold -- Naamah, 23:02:48 06/03/02 Mon (198.172.113.37)
..Ever Hear That Little Voice Inside Your Head…
..Telling You To Be Naughty?..
A mirroring smirk is offered to the mascu, a soft nip being placed upon his jaw line in return.
..You call it naughty, I call it…well, yes, I supose it would be naughty..
A soft chuckle ripples through hellion’s vocals, the sound melodic. A soft sigh of comfort is given as brute is observed, no disgust being shown to his actions. Simple thought of a lacking diet comes to mind, but nothing more. Optics close slowly as male turns from the revenged carcass, a soft purr arising. Ready, admiral?
..You Thought It Was Just All In Your Head, Didn’t You?..
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as the past shall tell... -- the mime, 23:06:19 06/03/02 Mon (152.163.213.49)
fiend approaches lover and snuggles closer to her, smirking at her and dipping cranium in a nodding gesture. "i like naughty things." he declares joyfully, purring as he begins to gently lick at the top of her skull, sliding closer to her anmd grinning. fire away, private!
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