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Post by Sylvia on Jun 2, 2007 12:22:00 GMT -5
*Elisabeta slipped up behind her in a fluid motion, pulling her arms behind her, restraining them roughly and nuzzling playfully against her neck.*
"Oh don't worry, you are worth the extra effort."
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Post by Irene on Jun 2, 2007 12:23:25 GMT -5
*Irene strained against the woman's arms*
"Cowards", *she hissed.* "You didn't dare do this while Francis was alive."
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Post by Dracula on Jun 2, 2007 12:24:23 GMT -5
*Dracula kissed Irene roughly and looked back up to Elisabeta with a wicked smile.*
***FADE OUT***
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Post by Irene on Jun 2, 2007 12:28:49 GMT -5
FADE IN
*When it was finally over, all Irene could manage to say were two words.*
"Why me?"
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Post by Dracula on Jun 2, 2007 12:34:47 GMT -5
"Because forbidden fruits do taste sweeter."
*Dracula nuzzled against Elisabeta and stroked Irene's hair.*
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Post by Dr. House on Jun 2, 2007 12:38:00 GMT -5
((... Was that a three-way? ))
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Post by Sylvia on Jun 2, 2007 12:38:29 GMT -5
*Elisabeta eyed him shrewdly, but kissed him gently and caressed Irene's faced tenderly.*
"That they are."
Perhaps I might have to prove more forbidden in the future.
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Post by Irene on Jun 2, 2007 12:39:59 GMT -5
*Irene looked at Dracula, refusing to let herself cry*
"And being so generous, you offer this fruit to evey man who enters my room!"
((Music: DUN DUN DUN!))
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Post by Dracula on Jun 2, 2007 12:43:00 GMT -5
((... Was that a three-way? )) ((*shifty eyes* Maaaaaybe.)) *Dracula stared at Irene with a slightly confused look on his face.* "What do you mean?"
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Post by Irene on Jun 2, 2007 12:45:33 GMT -5
"That man you sent to me!" *She almost spat out the words*
"He told me he was taking the tribut owed to him! Do you want to pretend you don't know about that?"
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Post by Dracula on Jun 2, 2007 12:49:57 GMT -5
*Dracula tensed up and jumped up for the bed.*
Khan.
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Post by Irene on Jun 2, 2007 12:51:33 GMT -5
((Must. Not. Say. It.))
*Irene turned from him, trying to shut out the events surrounding her.*
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Post by Irene on Jun 2, 2007 12:57:36 GMT -5
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Post by Sylvia on Jun 2, 2007 13:01:06 GMT -5
*Elisabeta looked up, her brow furrowed.*
"What is it, my love?"
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Post by Irene on Jun 2, 2007 13:33:29 GMT -5
*Irene gathered what was left of her dress, and tried to see if there was a way to slip out of the room while Dracula and his wife were talking*
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