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Post by Julian on Oct 7, 2007 19:17:27 GMT -5
*Julian looked her over with a smirk curling in the corner of his lips.*
"Then I will be all the more obliged to you. Do you have a preference in the manner of the thing?"
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Post by Parisa on Oct 7, 2007 19:19:26 GMT -5
*Her eyes were blazing, fixed on his.* No.
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Post by Julian on Oct 7, 2007 19:22:06 GMT -5
((Umm....ok. BTW, Julian /= good guy. Just for the record.))
*Julian's smile blossomed and he shrugged slightly.*
"Very well."
*He shifted suddenly, taking her roughly by the hair and started dragging her down the dark hall into the depths of the cellars.*
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Post by Parisa on Oct 7, 2007 19:23:47 GMT -5
((Yes, but that makes it so much more fun! ;D ))
*She followed, biting back her surprised cry. She wanted this...she needed this.*
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Post by Julian on Oct 7, 2007 19:33:01 GMT -5
((Ok, but remember, you asked for it. )) *Julian drug her down passage after passage, down towards the cellars. They came upon a white horse, waiting idly, as if expecting them. Procuring silken rope from an unseen pocket, he bound her hands and covered her eyes in a black handkerchief. Instead of setting her on the horse properly, he slung her over its back on her belly before mounting the beast. He encouraged the horse forward silently, one hand on its mane, for it was bridle-less and did not bear a saddle. He rested the other hand on the small of her back as they rode, keeping her in place.*
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Post by Parisa on Oct 7, 2007 20:07:06 GMT -5
((Hehehe. I'm a bad person.))
*Parisa rode along silently, wondering where, exactly, they were going, but not really caring.*
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Post by Julian on Oct 7, 2007 20:37:52 GMT -5
((Ok, if she's not going to make a fuss, I'll start a new thread.))
*Julian brought the horse to a small door in a long hallway. He dismounted and pulled her off, slinging her over his shoulder before entering the darkened room.*
((Cool?))
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Post by Katie Scarlett on Oct 7, 2007 20:43:06 GMT -5
((Cool. ;D ))
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