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Post by Malefica on Jan 8, 2008 20:26:16 GMT -5
*Malefica smiled*
For my virginity you are too late. I gave myself to Don Juan DeMarco last night, and enjoyed every minute of it. He offered me love. Are you able to give me that?
"Monsieur, I do not think you are aware of who you are talking to..."
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Post by Icarus on Jan 8, 2008 20:29:50 GMT -5
*Icarus looked unimpressed, but leaned forward nonetheless.*
"Are you certain? What is it that I am so unclear on?"
You have been most forthcoming so far.
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Post by Malefica on Jan 8, 2008 20:36:47 GMT -5
*Malefica leaned forwards and looked him in the eyes, her voice was mild and gentle when she spoke.*
"I am not only A witch. I am THE witch."
*Maleficas eyes started glowing, with the same colors as the flames in the darkest realms of hell.*
My powers are growing day by day....
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Post by Icarus on Jan 8, 2008 20:40:50 GMT -5
*Icarus arched his brow, slightly bemused.*
"Is that so? I think that there are a few others that might take offense to you belittling their roles in such matters."
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Post by Malefica on Jan 8, 2008 20:49:14 GMT -5
*Malefica smiled back.*
"I do not belittle the roles of the other witches. Neither do I question their authority or their capability to spread evil in the world."
*She pulled up her sleeve and looked at the still visible scars on her arm. The scars she had received when she grew up in Hell, tortured by her own mother and by the other devils.*
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Post by Icarus on Jan 8, 2008 20:56:58 GMT -5
*Icarus tried to look interested. He really did. But honestly, but this point, who hadn't spent *some* time in Hell? He nodded.*
"They look painful."
But certainly you know that not all witches are evil.
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Post by Malefica on Jan 8, 2008 21:04:08 GMT -5
*She smiled again, sadness and pain showing in her eyes. Mostly because of the coldness she could feel coming from him.*
"These are only the visible scars."
I thought you offered me to keep me warm....
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Post by Icarus on Jan 8, 2008 21:07:27 GMT -5
*Icarus sighed, leaning to caress her cheek gently.*
"Don't be like that. I know that things must have been hard for you, I just..."
don't know how to express my feelings.
"It's complicated."
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Post by Malefica on Jan 8, 2008 21:15:56 GMT -5
*Malefica blushed and trembled by the feel of his hand against her soft skin.*
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..."
I can teach you
"Do you want to talk about it?"
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Post by Icarus on Jan 8, 2008 21:18:49 GMT -5
"No."
*The word was sharp.*
I don't talk. I do.
*Icarus forced himself to be more polite.*
"I mean, no thank you."
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Post by Malefica on Jan 8, 2008 21:26:09 GMT -5
*Malefica looked at him again. Her witchpowers warned her about trusting him. As the princess she was, she straightened her back and met his stare with a cold expression, hiding her hurt feelings.*
"I should leave now, monsieur. I have taken up enough of your time already."
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Post by Icarus on Jan 8, 2008 21:34:06 GMT -5
*Icarus caught her hand gently, but with a quickness of one that was eager to make amends.*
"Please, don't. I'm sorry. I just..."
*He searched her eyes, looking for the words.*
"I don't spend much time around pretty girls."
I don't know how to make a good impression.
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Post by Malefica on Jan 8, 2008 21:39:04 GMT -5
*Malefica softened, touched by his words and his gesture.*
"Well, perhaps I could stay a little longer."
You just did...
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Post by Icarus on Jan 8, 2008 21:43:36 GMT -5
*Icarus forced a smile.*
"I'm glad."
*The muscles in his jaw tightened.*
"So...tell me anything that might be helpful in trying to rid you of this...problem you have."
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Post by Malefica on Jan 8, 2008 21:53:27 GMT -5
*Malefica smiled back, even though she noticed his smile was forced.*
"I can read his mind.... and his feelings... and his plans... and his soul.... (which isn't there). I always know where he is. would that be enough?"
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