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Post by Maria on Sept 28, 2008 19:29:51 GMT -5
"You're welcome." She was grinning, as always, careful not to show vampire fangs.
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Post by Mercutio on Sept 28, 2008 20:20:44 GMT -5
Mercutio lounged on the cushions, his body relaxed and languid. The pipe stuck out jauntily from his lips. Occasionally, he glanced over at Maria out of the corner of his eyes.
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Post by Maria on Sept 28, 2008 20:26:51 GMT -5
*Funnily enough, Maria's breed of vampire could be effected by things like opium. Or, it was just something about Maria herself. Whatever the case, she was lolling lazily, at one point sliding a bit on the pillows and winding up shoulder-to-shoulder with Mercutio*
"This...this poppy...wonderous!"
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Post by Mercutio on Sept 28, 2008 20:59:19 GMT -5
"Yes," Mercutio replied, but the word came out like a sigh, like a purr, yesssss. He turned his head toward her, grinning lazily. "Maybe you've had enough, fine lady. I wouldn't want you to get..." He waved a lax hand in the air, a circular motion. "Worn out."
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Post by Maria on Sept 28, 2008 21:07:42 GMT -5
*She giggled, grabbing his arm and leaning rather close*
"Ooooh, but I just started!"
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Post by Mercutio on Sept 28, 2008 21:14:49 GMT -5
"Wuss."
"Ah ah ah ahhhh, Maria, haven't you heard?" Mercutio leaned closer, his fingers gently tipping Maria's chin up. "Too much of this merry weed isn't good for you. It leads to all sorts of dizzying effects." He gave a little laugh. "Although that's the point, isn't it? Still. If you partake of too much, I'll have to nurse you back to health- look at you, curled up to my side. It's as if you're trying to test my honor as a gentleman."
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Post by Maria on Oct 2, 2008 8:39:25 GMT -5
((*Poke* How'm I suppose to respond?))
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Post by Mercutio on Oct 2, 2008 15:24:58 GMT -5
(( Ehe. I'll edit. Or something. Sorry! ))
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Post by Maria on Oct 3, 2008 10:06:45 GMT -5
((No problemo!)) "Wuss.""Ah ah ah ahhhh, Maria, haven't you heard?" Mercutio leaned closer, his fingers gently tipping Maria's chin up. "Too much of this merry weed isn't good for you. It leads to all sorts of dizzying effects." He gave a little laugh. "Although that's the point, isn't it? Still. If you partake of too much, I'll have to nurse you back to health- look at you, curled up to my side. It's as if you're trying to test my honor as a gentleman." *Her goofy grin changed to a rather sultry smile, and she all but draped over Mercutio* "What if that's precisely my aim?"
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Post by Mercutio on Oct 5, 2008 22:14:28 GMT -5
Mercutio smiled back at her, matching insinuation for insinuation, shifting to accomidate the press of her body against his. "I never said I was a gentleman, did I? But if I were, I'm sure I'd be very tempted." He leaned closer, nuzzling her cheek. "As is, I don't have to be concerned with resisting temptation," he whispered, the curve of his lips brushing her ear. "I'd rather give in."
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Post by Maria on Oct 6, 2008 12:12:22 GMT -5
"Then I'd be happy to indulge," she whispered, leaning for a kiss that left no doubt as to what she was thinking.
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Post by Mercutio on Oct 6, 2008 16:15:12 GMT -5
Mercutio needed no further convincing. He pressed his mouth to hers, lips parting, one arm snaking around Maria's waist to pull her closer. "Guess what your mouth tastes like," he said lightly, in between his fervent attentions.
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Post by Maria on Oct 8, 2008 18:49:39 GMT -5
*She settled against him, purring, returning his kisses with equal fervor* "I don't know..." she breathed. "Tell me... "
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Post by Mercutio on Oct 10, 2008 15:28:15 GMT -5
"Poppies," he purred, his lips curling up at the corners. "What else?" One hand slid to Maria's waist, fingers sneaking under her shirt to trace small circles on her skin.
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Post by Daniel on Apr 22, 2009 16:49:41 GMT -5
**NEW NIGHT**
Daniel fled the library. He wouldn't have put it in those terms, but that was precisely what he was doing--fleeing. Not just Armand, but also the churning emotions and thoughts from what had happened even before that. He needed an escape, one that he could just shut the world out with. It wasn't opium, no--while the stuff would have some kind of effect on him, it was extremely mild and not very satisfying thanks to his vampiric metabolism. No, it was something else--a body to sink into, arms around him. To block it all out.
He prowled back and forth through the den, highly agitated and making no effort to hide it.
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