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Post by María Sheila de Lefévre on Aug 14, 2008 12:19:34 GMT -5
*María lifted her head to look at the painting. She startled when she saw it was the one of Sir Wilbur, looking down at her. She laughed nervously.*
"T-thats not a lady. That's Sir Wilbur, my a-ancestor. He.... he.... haunts this place."
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Drusilla
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Everything in my head is singing.
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Post by Drusilla on Aug 14, 2008 17:41:21 GMT -5
"And modest..." *Drusilla continued, turning to face the woman.*
"Learned that from your mum..."
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Post by María Sheila de Lefévre on Aug 14, 2008 23:31:13 GMT -5
*María looked at the girl, a bit confused, unsure if she still was talking to Sir Wilbur.*
"Eh... Sir Wilbur wasn't exactly known for his modesty....."
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Drusilla
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Everything in my head is singing.
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Post by Drusilla on Aug 15, 2008 7:47:36 GMT -5
*Drusilla paused, looking the girl over.*
"Mum's got a collar on you? Pretty girl...no fun. It's naughty."
*She tsked softly.*
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Post by María Sheila de Lefévre on Aug 15, 2008 8:12:20 GMT -5
*María blushed when she felt the stare of the girl.*
"Wh-what do you mean?"
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Drusilla
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Post by Drusilla on Aug 15, 2008 9:04:07 GMT -5
*Drusilla bowed her head shyly, a tiny smile in the corner of her lips.*
"But...you like it. Mummy be damned."
*She gasped softly, covering her mouth.*
"You want him...to want you. To...touch you..."
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Post by María Sheila de Lefévre on Aug 15, 2008 9:30:22 GMT -5
*María blushed by the idea of anyone touching her. Her hands started trembling and she felt nervous again.*
"W-who are you t-talking about??? And no! I don't want anyone to... t-to.. t-touch me! Ever!"
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Drusilla
- In the Duggins -
Everything in my head is singing.
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Post by Drusilla on Aug 15, 2008 9:35:14 GMT -5
*Drusilla's eyes widened, lowering down to look at herself.*
"All bare and exposed...for his eyes."
*Her hands slipped down over her, pressing her thin dress between her thighs.*
"And touching. But not him."
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Post by María Sheila de Lefévre on Aug 15, 2008 9:39:49 GMT -5
*María's cheeks turned pink and she looked down. Sure, she thought Will was cute. But she hadn't promised him anything. And he had promised not to touch her.*
"Okay, you made your point. Co-could we please change the subject? There must be other things we could talk about - like arts! Do you like paintings?"
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Drusilla
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Everything in my head is singing.
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Post by Drusilla on Aug 15, 2008 9:41:34 GMT -5
*Drusilla's smile blossomed.*
"Ohhh....so you do want it. Want him..."
*She swayed.*
"To dance...to tangle...bedsheets all about."
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Post by María Sheila de Lefévre on Aug 15, 2008 9:45:59 GMT -5
*María blushed even more, without knowing why. She had never been with a man, and Will's explanations had not helped her understand how a sexual act was performed. For her, his phrases was just words. She laughed nervously.*
"Stop it! You're making me nervous! I can't even make new friends without Astaroth haunting me and scaring them away. I am surprised he hasn't arrived to scare YOU yet!!!"
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Drusilla
- In the Duggins -
Everything in my head is singing.
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Post by Drusilla on Aug 15, 2008 13:09:13 GMT -5
*Drusilla lunged unexpectedly, shoving Maria against the wall with unnatural strength. But her voice was still soft, her eyes distant.*
"Do worse by the end, I suppose..."
*She pushed off the girl, twirling back in a private dance, smiling to herself.*
"Not afraid...there's worse than him about..."
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Post by María Sheila de Lefévre on Aug 15, 2008 13:19:40 GMT -5
*María gasped when she was pushed to the wall with such strength. She gasped, certain that she would be vampire food if this didn't stop.*
"O-okay, so you're strong enough to protect yourself...."
*The girl's next words made her freeze.*
"Who are you talking about? Who is worse than Astaroth?"
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Drusilla
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Everything in my head is singing.
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Post by Drusilla on Aug 15, 2008 13:24:31 GMT -5
*Drusilla let out a sparkling laugh.*
"From beneath you it devours...everything is bubbling....bringing..."
*She clutched her head as if she was dizzy.*
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Post by María Sheila de Lefévre on Aug 15, 2008 13:33:45 GMT -5
*María looked worried about the girl and placed her arm on her shoulder.*
"Well, it seems like your head is bubbling right now. Come on, I'll find you a room before you faint. We don't want that to happen, do we?"
*She looked thoughtful for a moment.*
"Ehhh, do you have any special... wishes about your room?"
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