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Post by Tybalt on Apr 24, 2012 22:10:15 GMT -5
"Yes, my lord," he said mechanically.
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Post by Victor von Doom on Apr 24, 2012 22:14:53 GMT -5
"You are released."
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Post by Tybalt on Apr 24, 2012 22:38:25 GMT -5
Tybalt stood, flexing his fingers, looking anxious, preparing to go.
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Post by Victor von Doom on Apr 24, 2012 22:39:43 GMT -5
For a moment, Doom tensed and hesitated, as if something occurred to him.
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Post by Tybalt on Apr 24, 2012 22:41:42 GMT -5
But Tybalt didn't stop for him.
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Post by Victor von Doom on Apr 24, 2012 22:45:20 GMT -5
He stood and advanced, the more rapidly because Tybalt didn't seem to be paying attention. Unfortunately his idea of gaining attention involved nearly bearing down on him, filling all the space Tybalt might otherwise be inclined to bolt into.
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Post by Tybalt on Apr 24, 2012 22:46:30 GMT -5
Tybalt backed against the wall beside the door, not looking fearful but certainly startled.
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Post by Victor von Doom on Apr 24, 2012 22:56:07 GMT -5
They nearly stood toe-to-toe, Doom's steel-gloved hand braced against the wall beside Tybalt's head.
"Wait."
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Post by Tybalt on Apr 24, 2012 22:57:38 GMT -5
Tybalt's eyes widened innocently.
"Yes, my-" his breath caught- "my, my lord?"
He felt the strong cool metal of his armoured thighs against his own.
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Post by Victor von Doom on Apr 24, 2012 23:03:27 GMT -5
Personal space is for lesser men than Doom!
"If you are ever so-- distraught that your existence becomes a burden to you, seek me out immediately. There are more effective remedies for misery."
Sincere concern for Tybalt's well-being was masked in a familiar, vague menace.
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Post by Tybalt on Apr 24, 2012 23:06:12 GMT -5
Tybalt seemed slightly faint, his hand lifting and laying agains Doom's mask, then pulling back swiftly as though he coudn't believe he had dared-
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Post by Victor von Doom on Apr 24, 2012 23:08:58 GMT -5
Doom seized Tybalt's hand and laid it against his metal cheek. Of course he'd been thinking of it, marveling at it in horror -- doubtless he was alarmed by the sight of it. He shifted his weight against him a little. Let him see and touch and get it over with.
"You're not frightened."
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Post by Tybalt on Apr 24, 2012 23:10:45 GMT -5
"My, my lord, should I... express.... my gratitude that you have suffered my company through all this...?"
His voice was alittle unusually high and though he seemed anxious (and was using a very strange euphemism for fellatio) he did not appear frightened, no.
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Post by Victor von Doom on Apr 24, 2012 23:12:01 GMT -5
Doom exhaled raggedly, as if resigned to allow it.
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Post by Tybalt on Apr 24, 2012 23:13:33 GMT -5
Tybalt slowly slid down to the floor, hand following him uncertainly.
He didn't know how to unfasten Doom's armour.
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