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*flees*
Apr 9, 2008 21:05:24 GMT -5
Post by Aziraphale on Apr 9, 2008 21:05:24 GMT -5
*Aziraphale sputtered for a moment, then his expression grew stern.*
"I will not allow you to put me in that position, Herbert," *he said, crossing his arms.*
"You'll be fine with it for an hour or so, but then you'll be-" *he put a hand to his forehead in what was his best attempt at an impression of Herbert.* "Despair! Anguish! Horror!"
*He resumed his previous stance.*
"You'd never speak to me again."
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*flees*
Apr 9, 2008 21:05:57 GMT -5
Post by Herbert von Krolock on Apr 9, 2008 21:05:57 GMT -5
"I would so!"
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*flees*
Apr 9, 2008 21:13:41 GMT -5
Post by Aziraphale on Apr 9, 2008 21:13:41 GMT -5
*He gave Herbert a look, searching his mind for something to distract him.*
"Herbert..." *he said exasperatedly.*
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*flees*
Apr 9, 2008 21:33:14 GMT -5
Post by Herbert von Krolock on Apr 9, 2008 21:33:14 GMT -5
"But Zira, don't you see? It's clearly inevitable, and I would far rather have you perform this dreadful thing than the little harlot who's gone and ensnared my poor father with her feminine wiles. Now please... I want you to cut it off."
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*flees*
Apr 9, 2008 21:44:39 GMT -5
Post by Aziraphale on Apr 9, 2008 21:44:39 GMT -5
*He grappled desperately for something to keep the vampire from doing something stupid.*
"Herbert, it is not-"
*An idea struck him.*
"Herbert, let's make love."
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*flees*
Apr 9, 2008 22:01:30 GMT -5
Post by Herbert von Krolock on Apr 9, 2008 22:01:30 GMT -5
Herbert stared at him in very pleased shock before finally giving him bedroom eyes and purring, "Why, Zira... naughty litte angel, aren't we?"
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*flees*
Apr 9, 2008 22:46:38 GMT -5
Post by Aziraphale on Apr 9, 2008 22:46:38 GMT -5
*He laughed nervously.*
"Oh, yes, that's me. Terrible, dirty mind- awful disgusting thoughts all the time. Don't know what to do with myself-"
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*flees*
Apr 9, 2008 23:17:33 GMT -5
Post by Herbert von Krolock on Apr 9, 2008 23:17:33 GMT -5
In the interim, as the angel had turned away, Herbert somehow had managed to nearly completely undress and drape himself over the bed.
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*flees*
Apr 10, 2008 5:40:02 GMT -5
Post by Aziraphale on Apr 10, 2008 5:40:02 GMT -5
*Aziraphale turned back around and uttered a tiny squeak of alarm.*
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*flees*
Apr 10, 2008 6:18:29 GMT -5
Post by Micaela on Apr 10, 2008 6:18:29 GMT -5
((I love you two. Megan and Renn aren't so bad either, of course.))
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*flees*
Apr 10, 2008 10:32:25 GMT -5
Post by Herbert von Krolock on Apr 10, 2008 10:32:25 GMT -5
"You may have your violent way with me now," said Herbert, grinning in a remarkably catlike fashion.
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*flees*
Apr 10, 2008 10:37:20 GMT -5
Post by Aziraphale on Apr 10, 2008 10:37:20 GMT -5
"I... er, I shall."
*He started approaching the bed apprehensively.*
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*flees*
Apr 10, 2008 10:46:15 GMT -5
Post by Herbert von Krolock on Apr 10, 2008 10:46:15 GMT -5
Herbert pulled off the last of his clothes and laid back in a manner he clearly thought was extremely seductive.
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*flees*
Apr 10, 2008 14:32:26 GMT -5
Post by Aziraphale on Apr 10, 2008 14:32:26 GMT -5
*Aziraphale smiled sheepishly, clearly not used to taking charge in these matters, and also, not exactly happy about it. He sat on the bed and began removing layers of tweed.*
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*flees*
Apr 10, 2008 14:34:12 GMT -5
Post by Herbert von Krolock on Apr 10, 2008 14:34:12 GMT -5
Herbert poked him in the tummy and grinned.
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