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Post by tessa on Sept 25, 2006 15:06:16 GMT -5
*enters driving the vicomte before her.* "Sit." *points him towards a chair.*
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Post by Irene on Sept 25, 2006 15:09:00 GMT -5
((Why do all of our adventures sound like letters to Penthouse?))
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Post by tessa on Sept 25, 2006 15:10:58 GMT -5
((Because we're all skanky hos deep down inside?))
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Post by Sydney on Sept 25, 2006 17:55:26 GMT -5
((LMAO! Syd's here to recruit ya~ )) Sydney, once again, had been informed by her employee that the Vicomte was headed to the cellars with an attractive young woman. Jesus christ! Does this guy ever take a break? First a whore, then a nun, NOW some girl? Syd gave an annoyed sigh as she moved silently through the hall ways and stairs. When she arrived there, she quietly observed a young woman with very long, dark hair...and a mask...and a sword?? What the hell kind of whore is this?Syd watched as the woman push the Vicomte around with ease. She then told him to sit on a chair... This is gonna be interesting...
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Post by Arielle on Sept 25, 2006 19:19:36 GMT -5
Does this guy ever take a break? First a whore, then a nun, NOW some girl? ((And his wife, too. Don't forget her. So that's what, 3? In a very short period of time. And through Sydney's eyes, about 4-ish? Wow.))
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Post by Raoul on Sept 26, 2006 12:57:39 GMT -5
((Yep, Raoul really gets around.))
*Raoul sits and then looks up at his captor.*This should not be a turn on....
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Post by Arielle on Sept 26, 2006 12:58:50 GMT -5
((Seriously should not be...))
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Post by tessa on Sept 26, 2006 13:48:14 GMT -5
"Care to tell me where you were yesterday afternoon?" *She idly twirled the sword point around his torso.* "Be specific. I've got time."
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Post by Raoul on Sept 26, 2006 13:49:45 GMT -5
*Raoul thought.* Well, I was in prison for killing my ex fiances husband and then my wife came and got me and then I went home and had a whore.
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Post by tessa on Sept 26, 2006 13:53:34 GMT -5
"How about you elaborate..." *She pressed the tip of her sword against the inside of his left thigh.* "...between getting out of prison..." *She flicked the sword point over to dig into his right thigh.* "...and going home." *She levelled the sword to aim unwaveringly at a delicate portion of the Vicomte's anatomy.* "Explain in detail the parts in-between those times."
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Post by Raoul on Sept 26, 2006 13:57:26 GMT -5
*Looks down.* Um... yes.... Well we got the carriage to my house and then in the carriage... well.. *He grinned.* And then we went home.
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Post by tessa on Sept 26, 2006 14:01:40 GMT -5
"You're certain you made no stops on the way?" *She drew her sword point along his chest.* "I heard..." *She scowled and still managed to look devastatingly hot.* "...that you took a fancy to the picturesque aspect of one lake behind the opera house...that you stopped to...enjoy...the beauty."
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Post by Raoul on Sept 26, 2006 14:04:10 GMT -5
((Raoul does not remember what Rolo did... it was not actually Raou.))
*Raoul shook his head.* No, I did not. What is the meaning of this?
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Post by tessa on Sept 26, 2006 14:06:29 GMT -5
((Geez Louise. How am I supposed to avenge this, then? Get Rolo to make another appearance? How do I draw out that side of the multiple personality thing? Pretend to be a stone cold fox and/or idiot?))
*Tessa drove her sword point closer to his jugular.* "Don't lie to me," *she hissed.*
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Post by Raoul on Sept 26, 2006 14:08:50 GMT -5
*Raoul raised his eyes to the sky.* I am not lieing!!!!. Ask my wife, who I would like to return to....
((This would be a good moment for Marianne to remember all her secret swordfighting lessons....))
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