Re: A Pirates Life (Khadashee and Draven)
(Draven)Draven quickly put his breeches on then crossed the room and took her hands in his.? "No, you didn't.? I am sorry for taking advantage.? I misread your cues.? I am just uncertain of what to do.? No, I don't want to leave you.? I love you."? He paused and sighed.? "I am just worried for us both.? I honestly do not have an appetite to dine with the captain or even to eat, to answer the earlier question."
Khadashee
Khadashee came to him, taking him into her arms. “you said we should just enjoy our time together and deal with come what may when it occurs. I completely agree.” She said kissing him. I do not know what Bakari wants but I know I belong to you and that’s all that matters.”
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Re: Troy Rising: A Mission for the Queen (Rayna, attn Caldiorone al-Basir-delove)
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New Cali looked to the woman that had long since captured him in his mind at least if not more.? He had not ventured further for she was his employ.? He listened in silence for this was not the time to talk.? “My Liege.” He sounded like a deep ghost a phantom by his voice but it was soft soothing even…caring for her.? He moved with her his boots soft but thick-soled as he moved set to protect him to walk over my substance quietly and without harm.? He moved behind her following lockstep till they reached the table.? He was looking at the map…the territories, the cross-sections.? They were here long the barrier that made them safe and fairly protected from large mass attacks without being noticed or defenseless due to their position.??
He looked at her description of the situation and his own hatred of Turriq didn’t make things any better.?
He knew would need to remove the fat tick from the body of the land itself.? “Continue.”?
He said only listening.
He noticed the flash of light and the reports thereby but continue to listen.? “I will leave at daybreak, my queen.? Did you expect another response, my lady?”? He looked at her with a bit of confusion and knew this was more about him?
(Tag Rayna)
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Re: High Moon Tales. Tales of the Wicked West.
[Sicilien]
Well, there ya have it, Sicilien thought,?I guess there is no issue talking about stuff in front of the sheriff.? Or perhaps the wrinkled fleabag didn't have any interest in their conversation, shambling off to do whatever it is that sheriffs do on nights like this.? The important thing is that they were all safe and in one piece, if not a bit more worse for the wear, .? This whole day was crazy from the get-go and if this was going to continue, which it seemed like it's going to based on what everyone is saying, that they truly needed to take advantage of the time they had to rest, but he had some burning questions that needed to be answered if he was going to cooperate with this troupe.
"What I want to know is what's so special about this...Miller's Crossing...that none of us can get to it," he wondered aloud, looking over everyone as they all settled into their own corners.? "And what this gathering of five is, and why I'm one of them.??? Don't know if any of you already hold familiarity betwixt each other, but I ain't never met any of you before, and I fly solo most of the time."? Making a small 'tch' sound as he scratched his chin with Yuki, Sicilien went back to thoroughly cleaning her muzzle.? His attention turned to Chase who was tending to their mysterious lady friend who seemed to have gotten buffeted the worst out of all of them, having been previously knocked unconscious by that tub of lard who called himself 'Jethro.'? His impromptu partner seemed quite keen on this female seeing as how protective he was over her back at the bar.? He could've sworn he'd seen her somewhere before but not only was she half-hidden by Chase's body, she was also turned away from them.? Maybe he was hallucinating.? After all, it's been who knows how long and at this point it better stay good and buried.? "I'm here for one reason, and one reason only.? Whoever or whatever it is trying to keep me from my bounty there is going to have hell to pay."
"Anyway, that's also going to be a 'no' from me on shacking up at a church.? 'Sides, have you even been in one at night?? Super creepy, I tell you.? I'd half expect to be attacked by a demon than saved by a so-called angel," Sicilien added, scrunching his nose at the mere thought of staying in one of those so called holy buildings.? It was too stuffy, too orderly, too gospel-y and too religious.? Being in one of those places made his skin crawl something unnatural and the one and only time he's actually been inside one, it felt like his feet were walking on pins and needles.? In a very uncharacteristic gesture, he wrapped his arms around him and shivered, shaking his head as if he was trying to throw something off.? Then, as if that didn't happen, he twirled Yuki with one hand and slotted her back into the holster on his right thigh, turning his attention to Amano now.? "No, no, no, no.? No churches."? Keeping silent after that, Sicilien worked on getting the rest of his guns cleaned, re-holstering the other revolved and finishing off the as-of-yet-to-be-named sniper rifle.? Just like the others, he was quite bushed and wasn't as keen on having too long of a conversation.
"Perhaps, we should just sleep on it.? Don't know what tomorrow'll bring, so I think I'mma follow our horse-y friend here," he said, snorting a bit, then leaned the chair backward so that it balanced on just two of its wooden legs, keeping the balance with his heels.? Tipping his hat over his face, he hugged the rifle to his chest and closed his eyes, drifting off into his own la-la land.
(Etienne)
Etienne listened to the conversation go on around her. She had already made up her mind. None of this had anything to do with her. She didn’t know any of these people. She didn’t work for the company they all apparently worked for. Some how she had been sucked into this.?
Yes she knew what she had to do. She just needed to bide her time to do it.? (Chase)
?Chase would keep an eye on Etienne. ?“I will take first watch till sun-up then we are going to have to try to make our way to Miller’s Crossing…all of us!” ?He had something he needed to get from there…freedom..in whatever form it came.“We talked to one of the creatures vessels in the town we just left.? It stated that the group of five…he looked around the room would be delayed until its power spread…after that, there would be no stopping it. ?“This…” ?he gestured to the townspeople and the sandstorm is a delay. ?“I am not a hero, but I will be damned if I let some faceless entity take over my life or my existence.? We need to keep moving since no one wants to hold up in the church and the chance of surviving without water is slim at best.” ?He didn’t trust the woman not to rabbit so he put a chair in front of the door and he sat off to the side with his two side arms and his knife.? He started with cleaning his guns and thinking of some direction to go in that would get them closer to Miller’s Crossing in the morning.‘Everyone’s dead!’ ?He repeated it a few times but still, it didn’t make sense.? Knew of magic…boy did he but he was no shaman…but that much blood and power…for?? Just the thought alone made him nervous.? He wasn’t sure they could get her demon-fighting stuff but surely there was something in that bag that might become more helpful to get them in the crossing.? He had silver bullets but they were more for killing him and his kind…not demons.? He didn’t go to church not cause he was afraid, but because of the number of men he had killed…he was by no means worthy of church.
(Callie Carson)
? The wind continued to howl outside, sand pelting the building as they heard the sound of growling at the doors and windows to the sheriff's office. The grating noise of sharp talons scraping across the wooden door then filled the room and left them all uneasy. ? ?The sheriff looked at the group and shook his head, "Demons? Magic? You all been smoking peyote or something? I don;t know what's out there but it ain't nothin' like that." ? ?"Oh really?" Callie asked calmly as she sat on the sheriff's desk and loaded her pistol with the special bullets. She looked up and gave a nod toward Flynn, "I suppose it was mass hallucination when we saw my friend there turn into a horse?" ? ?The sheriff started to respond and was cut off by the deep, laughing growl right outside the door, followed by the slamming of heavy fists against the wood. He considered again responding, but decided maybe the girl was right. ? ?Callie turned from Chase to Etienne. She scowled and looked back to Chase, "So what's the deal with the girl? Why you dragging her around and keeping her under such close watch?" ? ?? (Flynn)
Flynn lay stretched out on the bench with his hat over his eyes, drifting in the half-consciousness that exists between wakefulness and sleep, aware of what was being said but feeling like he was hearing it from far, far away.? He was dimly aware of the raging chaos pounding and clawing at the door to the sheriff's office, but largely ignored it. The only thing that mattered at the moment was replenishing his glamour.? Ordinarily, he would have gone to secret spots where free glamour magically gathered, but if this was unknown territory to him and if there were any such spots in the vicinity, they were apparently beyond his ability to sense. ?
He could also ordinarily gather glamour from the imaginations of people, but right now everyone in this drab little town was raging about under some seemingly demonic control. The only one who wasn't was the sheriff who seemed to have all the imagination of a dried horse turd.? Which only left Callie and the others gathered with him in the sheriff's drab and dreary office.? And under the circumstances, it was unlikely that any of them would be indulging in any kind of reverie any time soon.
There was one option left. It would leave him vulnerable for a time, but he didn't see any way around it. Releasing his contact with the conscious world, he let himself go and began constructing a dream, letting his own imagination guide him.? He summoned his memories of his passionate coupling with Callie and began using them to fashion a dreamscape of a naked Callie, but one so huge as to take up the whole horizon, a vast mountain range of womanhood, with curving hills, deep inviting valleys, languid flows of curling brush and briar, and starlight reflected in eye pools the size of lakes.? It was his companion writ large and overpowering, and the pookah lost himself in the wonder of her, his mortal sensuality filling with desire even as his fae self drank in the glamour that was now overflowing from his creation.
OOC Note:? no one actually saw Flynn change into a horse.? He can't change if anyone's staring directly at him.? He could seem human one moment and a horse the next, but no one saw the actual change take place. ? ? Tag - Chase, Callie, Flynn, Sicilien, Etienne, Charity (jumping in ),???
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Re: Port Vega: The Real Test Begins.
?(Kat) Kat had left Brandon's bedroom the night before. She had never thought that her very first time would have been so good. It had been a bit late when she had gone to bed but she had had a god six hours so, she felt pretty good. Her dreams though, those brought a blush to her cheeks. She wanted to go to Brandon's room to make sure he was up nut thought better of it. They probably already knew what they had done. Still better to not give them too much. The alarm had gone off and she dragged herself out of bed. A quick shower, a protein drink and a Gatorade. She looked at the clothing that had been provided. All black. Interesting. It reminded her a little as to what She used to wear. She dressed, put her hair up in a pony, grabbed the messenger bag and off she went. It didn't take her long to find classroom B. She could smell the food. As she entered, she noticed Harrison and Chord. She put the messenger bag over her shower and moved to the breakfast spread. As she did, she spoke. "Morning Mr. Harrison, Mr. Chord." Her tone was light and friendly. As if the previous day had not even happened. After she grabbed her food, she looked to the two of them. "Is there a particular place you would like me to sit?" The alarm woke Gen up.? It took the androgyne a moment to realize that he wasn't in his own room. Or his own bed.? And that he wasn't alone in that bed.? This was Kites' room, he remembered.? And it was Kites' deliciously warm and naked body he was snuggled up with.? And Kites' feathery wing that was covering them.? He blinked, then grinned as he remembered what they'd done. And how wonderful it had all felt. "Wake up, sleepyhead," Gen said, nudging the other boy in the side. "We're being summoned."? He listened to the announcement, then winced at the amount of time.? When the announcement finished, he looked to Kites apologetically.? "I'd love to stay and take another shower with you, Kites, but I don't think we'd make it out of the room."? He snickered and kissed the winged youth playfully on the lips.? "I'll see you in the class room, okay?" Gen hopped out of bed and quickly gathered up his clothes. Which were still filthy from the previous day's training session.? "Ewwww!" he said, making a face as he rolled them up into a bundle so that he could carry them under his arm. "Gonna need to find out how laundry works here." "Thanks for having some sex with me, Kites.? It felt fantastic!"? The naked androgyne paused long enough at the door to push himself up on his toes to give the other boy a goodbye kiss.? "And I definitely want to do some more.? Maybe next time we can try anal sex.? I've heard it can feel _really_ good." With that, Gen slipped out of the room and headed back to his own room, his bundled clothes under one arm and carrying his muddy boots with the other.? Being naked didn't bother the androgyne, having spent a lot of time that way during his growing up in the lab.? He did remember though that he'd been taught that being clothed around others was the norm for social conditions around people, so he hurried the rest of the way until he was back in his room once again. He took a quick shower, or at least as quick a one as he could manage. The pleasant feeling of water running down his body brought back memories of how good being with Kites had felt, of having the other boy's warm body rubbing against his own. It took an effort for him to finish the shower without masturbating, but he finally managed it and stepped out to dry off. The all-black clothes that had been provided fit well enough, but were not as finely tailored as the other outfit was. He posed, turning in front of the mirror to get a look at himself.? It would have to do, he decided.? He briefly thought about switching to female mode but decided against it. He'd be seeing Kites again soon, and he knew the other boy preferred him in boy-mode.? Picking up the messenger bag, he left the room and headed for Classroom B. "Good morning, Mister Chord, Ms. Harrison," he said upon seeing them when he entered the room. He nodded as respectfully as he could manage, trying not to let the previous day's humiliations set him off on the wrong foot.? "Hi Brandon, hi Kat," he added as he headed for where the food was laid out and waiting.? It seemed okay to address Brandon by his name now, given that apparently the man was no longer team leader.? It felt strange though.? He wasn't used to such abrupt changes in social structure and wasn't sure what it meant.?? The androgyne filled his plate with scrambled eggs, hash browns, sausage, slices of ham, toast, then took a second plate and loaded it up with pastries. Balancing the two plates with one arm, he used the other to fill a large glass with orange juice and then carried the whole lot to a vacant desk where he set them down and proceeded to dig in hungrily. Between the previous day's grueling training and the evening's friskier activities, Gen was famished. As he ate, he wondered what today's training would bring. He also wondered what Kites might want to do afterwards.? He wondered if the other boy had enjoyed what they'd done as much as he had. And if he'd want to do more.? Would Kites like to try him as a girl?? Or maybe Ireland might be interested in him as a boy?? There were so many possibilities, Gen realized as he munched on some toast.? So many things to explore. Kites was dug in like a tick when the alarm rang, never having slept as fitfully as he did last night, tuckered out not only because of the super intense training that they did, but also the other arduous "exercising" that he and Gen had participated in last night.? It wasn't so much the incessant ringing that woke him up, though it certainly broke him out of deep sleep, but rather his partner's gently nudging at his side that his eyes finally fluttered open.? His first reaction was to stretch out, raising his arms above his head as he widely yawned, his toes curling out of the sheer pleasure that came with such an action.? He turned his head to look at his glowing lover, his eyes traveling all over Gen's form until they landed on his lovely orbs, eyes creasing a bit as he warmly smiled and then closed his lids as they shared a nice, chaste kiss, though, he had a say in the matter, he'd make it last a hell of lot longer than it did just then.? It wasn't lost on him that the voice's instructions told them how much they had left but he didn't want to let go nonetheless, wanting to enjoy the androgyne's presence just a little bit longer. "Aww...but what if I don't want to let you go," he whined, reaching for Gen as the shorter youth extricated himself from Kites' embrace.? He pouted, jutting his lower lip out, but when Gen gave him that look, he couldn't help but give in.? Gen was right though.? His skin was still tingling from yesterday, a feeling that he wanted to commit to memory.? So, when the androgyne started walking around, gathering his clothes off the floor, Kites did the same, except he just kicked them around until they collected into a single pile at the end of the bed.? They would definitely need to sort out the laundry situation cause his sheets, though not stuck with mud and grime, did have several spots of semen stuck to it where it slid off his upper body but he wasn't going to have any time to really clean it off right now.? Not when the naked androgyne was so freely parading in front of him, getting ready to head out clothed in nothing but air.? Was he really going to go out of the room like that?? But the cameras... "Y-yeah, that was amazing...I can't wait for more," he breathily answered, pressing against his lover as they shared another kiss.? It was still shocking to hear how unabashed Gen was when talking about sex, having absolutely no filter nor the social awareness of saying such things, but he should've expected it at this point given Gen's birth and history up to today.? Which would explain why the androgyne was heading out the door in his birthday suit, completely unashamed.? He was already half way out before Kites managed to stammer out a "W-wait, Gen...do you really...?" want to head out the door like that... saying the last part in his head.? Nothing he could do about that but he was sure that Chord was going to have something to say about it, seeing as their incident in the elevator was not overlooked.? But they'd deal with it when it comes. Not wasting any more time, Kites quickly hopped in the shower, washing himself off of last night's festivities.? Stepping out, he grabbed a towel and started drying himself as he walked through his room in the nude, opening the top drawer of a dresser in which the promised outfit was laid out in neat sections.? Was this placed there in advance of the training room results or did someone steal into their room and placed this clothing there.? A shiver went down his back as he thought of the latter option, because if that was the case, then whoever it was would've seen Gen and Kites twisted around each other like snakes in heat.? Just the mere thought of it was enough to make him stop and will himself coming, feeling a twinge in his loins that he was sure would not be welcome in that classroom.? Donning on the all black clothing, he noted how the shirt was carefully tailored to his frame, taking his wings into account which easily fit through the cut out panel in the back, snapping in the bottom to finish off the top.? He slid on the rest, dipping his feet into the shoes and heading towards the door, grabbing the duffel bag and slinging it around his front as he pressed the panel by the door and headed out. Stepping into the classroom, he saw that Brandon, Kat and of course, Gen, were already seated and filling up on the provided breakfast foods.? He greeted Brandon, coming around to Kat and giving her a brotherly hug, whispering a "You look positively radiant this morning, sis.? Something good happen last night?"? He winked at her, then dropped the duffel bag next to the seat by Gen, wasting no time in sidling over to the table of nourishment and easily filled up three different plates worth, most of it was meat, though there were some breads and a little bit of potatoes, placing all of it on his spot, then coming back and grabbing a couple of glasses of OJ.? He was famished to say the least but he didn't care how this may have looked to the others.? Chord knew about Kites' energy requirements being a flyer so he needed to load up on lots of protein and calories to keep his energy level up through the day, not knowing what it may bring.? He noticed Chord and Harrison, inwardly cringing at the two most prim and proper people in this place, but didn't let it show on his face.? He simply dug into his food and waited for their last arrival, Mia, to see what today was going to bring them. Having gone to bed earlier then she was used to, Mia had awoken around 5 am.? She dressed herself in some work out clothes and remembering where the gym was from the tour Mr. Chord had given her a few weeks ago, went and had an hour work out. She worked all areas of her body and ended with a few laps in the pool. When she headed out of her shower at 6:30 she found the clothing on the bed.? She grumbled just a little bit about the color.? All black.? She sighed and accepted it for now.? Her red hair she tied up with a red hair tie.? At least that was her signature color.? She was hungry and grabbed a small snack from her fridge and was reading a book when the announcement went off at 7. She wondered if that meant they had an hour to get to Classroom B or that they would have an hour to ready themselves, plus eat.? Either way she was up and hungry so she finished the paragraph and closed the book.? Took hold of the messenger bag and made her way to the classroom.? Everyone was already there.? Hm, she thought, they must have all had busy nights as they all looked pretty tired compared to her.? Serves them right she thought if they can’t keep it in their pants. She got a plate of food and decided to sit at the end of the table just a seat down from Brandon.? “Good morning, everyone.”? She said cheerfully. ? After she met with Raine, Ireland didn't go straight home. In fact, she didn't go home. She simply walked. Wandering all over the city. She walked to the park and sat by the fountain and watched as the large pretty spray play and danced. She meandered through the back trails of the park to find herself sitting by the edge of the lake that ran through it. She watched as the ducks and geese swam. ? She wandered about thirty blocks to the heart of downtown. Watching as the hustle and bustle of the busyness of Port Vega slowly die down. The witching hour came and she found herself moving through the Riverview section of town--an area that if the men in her family ever found out she had been there alone at night, each and every single one of them would kill her…and she didn’t even want to think about what Imme would do. She scored there. ? Ireland continued to wander with no clear direction of where she was going until she found her laying in the sand down near the beach at? 4 o'clock in the morning looking up at the stars wondering about the deep night sky taking a long hit of a dooby. Yeah they were all gonna kill her… ? She was being uncharacteristically destructive tonight…okay maybe not uncharacteristically, both Brandon and Raine had stories about her temper and what destruction it could do when she unleashed it, but she wasn’t made…she felt terrible. ? She had been the one to hurt her brother. She saw Brandon…her was crushed and that had been her fault. Out of the three of them, Brandon had always been the most sensitive. Maybe it was that middle child thing she didn’t know. But she knew Brandon and she knew his insecurities and she was responsible for playing into one of his major hang-ups. The feeling like he wasn’t good enough. ? She had taken his job. And the worst part about it was that she actually agreed with Chord.? Brandon wasn't the right person for the job of leader. Brandon, on paper seemed like the best choice and the most qualified one to be team lead. At 21, he was the oldest of them all. He had been the one who had been working with Chord the longest. But he was in no way competent enough to be leader, mentor or role model for this group. And it was because of his hang-up and insecurities that did it…held him back…kept him from being what Chord needed, what this group needed, what she needed.? ? And she knew it and she felt terrible being the one to exploit that and point that out. It was never her intention…but you know what they said about intentions. ? Ireland looked up to see the oranges and pinks and purples and blues of the sky and knew she had to get home.? She couldn’t be late…not on her first day…not before she did the unthinkable. God this was a bad idea…but it was the only idea she had. Because she didn’t want to do this. ? Ireland had always been a private person wearing a mask to keep people out…even her family didn’t always see her real self if they didn’t look deeper. And being raised with men, they tended to not look past the surface of what she showed them. And now Chord wanted her to share with them…these people…with a bunch of strangers. Now he wanted her to engage in something that she had never engaged in. Not since…that only two people in her life knew she could do. Hell, she hadn't even told Brandon or Raine (even if Raine probably knew. He was observant like that) and now Chord wanted to baptize her by fire… ? As she walked in, she found Chord waiting for her, sitting on the floor outside her room looking every much like a dad. She smiled inside herself.? And that was why she loved him. ? “Hey,” he said ? “Hey,” she said back. ? “You OK.” he said ? “Yeah, I'm good” she said look at her feet, pushing a red strand from her face. ? Chord sighed. “Look, Squirt, I am wanna talk to you about what happened yesterday.” ? “I really have to get dressed get ready. The sound of reverie is going to be playing soon and it would never do if I were late my first day on the job. And I need to take a shower and change my clothes so can we talk about this later,” she said moving placing her hand on the door to unlock her bedroom. The door opened and she stepped inside. ? Chord face went sad but he nodded. “Later,” he said giving her a tight hug. ? Once he let her go, Ireland rushed inside taking a deep breath. The minute she was inside her shoulders slumped. Moving into the shower, Ireland found herself with her head against the stall as water ran down over it. Typically she only like to get her hair wet on wash day…she simply had too much hair to wet any other time because it always took too long to dry but in this case she was trying really hard not to cry so she indulged. ? When she was done, she stepped out the shower, towel dried her fluffy red mane of curls put in some moisturizer sealant to lock in the moisture and braided her hair into two French braids down the each side of her head in a style she called her Helga. The braids ended right at her breast and dripped making her shirt breast wet. She towel dried the rest of her hair hoping that the braids would stop dripping, put on the black high neck sweatshirt and the black jeans, grab the messenger bag and move to classroom B. ? Before she walk she took a deep breath, her voice cheery like it was when she had meet everyone the day before. “Hey party people.” she said thankful that Harry’s back was too her because out of everyone in this room who would know she was out of sorts, it would be her. She took the last remaining seat at the oval conference table between Gen and Mia. ? Once she was seated, Chord cleared his throat. “So, A lot happened yesterday. There were some good things and there were some not so good things. I wanted to take this moment before we start our day to give you all an opportunity to express how you felt about yesterday. Contrary to what any of you may think, there is a method to Harrison and my madness. And we do care about you and your personal safety and well-being and mental health. You are not here to be our perfect little soldiers. You are here to be a part of a meaningful team which I hope will grow into family. So we do want to know exactly what's on your mind and how you felt about yesterday and what you went through and how everything ended up and how you felt about it. And while we ask that you do please speak freely. I'm also asking you to please be respectful and be prepared for any rebuttal that you may get. Be opened minded and try to see it from a point of view other than your own. Now with that being said, who would like to go first.”? ?
(Brandon)
Brandon didn’t want to say anything but he realized nothing was going to go on until someone said something.
“I am open to following orders and understand my behavior was unbecoming of a leader and I apologize to one and all.” ?He said before sitting down.? He couldn’t be angry about losing his job…it was his fault. He couldn’t be mad at Ireland for taking it.? She was deserving.? He was just not fit to lead.? He got that so he would go back to being the good soldier and following orders.? Maybe he would be better next time, he could deal with being a team player.
He would just be quiet for now.
He did look at Ireland, she didn’t seem too worse for wear.? If anything she looked tired.? Was she up all night?? He sighed and moved to sneak his phone out of his pocket. ?<<I am truly very sorry.? I didn’t mean to put you in this position…I am not mad at you…I am mad at myself.? And I am sorry for not being…stronger when you needed me to be.? I love you!>>
He realized he sucked as a big brother, had he been more focused on getting through the scenario instead of focusing on how fair it wasn’t or how tired he was or how his own mind kept him from truly excelling in the scenarios.? He kept seeing Raine as hold him back and he wasn’t even here any more sure his brother was an asshat, but he definitely didn’t kill him, but he truly remained in that shadow of inferiority of his.? Raine had taken his mind helping to make him insecure…sure but it was still apparently his choice to remain there. ?
Yeah, Ireland was just a better leader in that regard…she was more like Harrison in that vein just black and white so she could make the tough calls when he was a bit more emotional in his responses.? He was sitting there he was sitting up straight but in truth, there was a part of him that was…mentally defeated by the demotion.? Something even he wasn’t really willing to admit too just yet.
? TAG: Brandon, Kat, Gen, Kites, Mia, Ireland, Chord and Harrison
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Re: Port Vega: The Real Test Begins.
(Kat) Kat had left Brandon's bedroom the night before. She had never thought that her very first time would have been so good. It had been a bit late when she had gone to bed but she had had a god six hours so, she felt pretty good. Her dreams though, those brought a blush to her cheeks. She wanted to go to Brandon's room to make sure he was up nut thought better of it. They probably already knew what they had done. Still better to not give them too much. The alarm had gone off and she dragged herself out of bed. A quick shower, a protein drink and a Gatorade. She looked at the clothing that had been provided. All black. Interesting. It reminded her a little as to what She used to wear. She dressed, put her hair up in a pony, grabbed the messenger bag and off she went. It didn't take her long to find classroom B. She could smell the food. As she entered, she noticed Harrison and Chord. She put the messenger bag over her shower and moved to the breakfast spread. As she did, she spoke. "Morning Mr. Harrison, Mr. Chord." Her tone was light and friendly. As if the previous day had not even happened. After she grabbed her food, she looked to the two of them. "Is there a particular place you would like me to sit?" Brandon enjoyed having Kat as his lover.? Not expected but definitely…needed on so many levels.? He wasn’t worried about being seen.? This place was a virtual ‘Big Brother’ project.? They had already demoted him so what was left?? Kicking him off the team.? He might not put it passed them.? He didn’t want her to get but she still had her place to protect, so he got it. She told him they would work things out together so he was at least hopeful.? He rested and was up at six.? He got in his workout, his normal body and his powers he didn’t leave his room.? He wasn’t ready to face either of them just yet. <<“Good morning recruits.” The sound of the soft feminine Computer voice said. “Please dress in the clothing provided for you.” The clothing today being simple black jeans and a black t-shirt, black socks and sneakers. “Retrieve the messenger bag on the hook by the door and report to Classroom B. Breakfast will be provided for you there. You have one hour.”>> When the message came through, he was sitting on the table and the times in the room were floating around him everything including him was about three feet off the floor. He kept it all in perfect arrangement. He had Harrison to thank for that. She had always been there for him. Tough as nails but she helped him deal with ‘dad’.? So this demotion…was partly her idea he was sure.? He couldn’t be angry with her she wanted the best and right now that simply was not him.? It was true. He showered and dressed.? He felt better despite what anyone thought.? He grabbed his book bag and sent Kat a text.? <<Miss you!? *winks*>> With the bookbag on, he closed the door and feel over the rail and flipped before landing on the floor.? He hit the ground in a three-point stance and stood back up and headed to the Classroom.? He walked in. “Good morning everyone, isn’t it a lovely morning?”? He smirked the phrase from one of his favorite comedies came to mind and he didn’t finish the rest as he made his plate that was easily similar to his father’s he sat down, prayed and started to eat.? He was good with not being the leader today.? He was wondering how Ireland was doing.? He texted her.? <<Where you at boo?>> He could never be mad at her for long and this…this wasn’t her fault so he couldn’t be made with her at all.? He was mad with himself and she just happened to be the mirror at the time…that was all. He loved her! The alarm woke Gen up.? It took the androgyne a moment to realize that he wasn't in his own room. Or his own bed.? And that he wasn't alone in that bed.? This was Kites' room, he remembered.? And it was Kites' deliciously warm and naked body he was snuggled up with.? And Kites' feathery wing that was covering them.? He blinked, then grinned as he remembered what they'd done. And how wonderful it had all felt. "Wake up, sleepyhead," Gen said, nudging the other boy in the side. "We're being summoned."? He listened to the announcement, then winced at the amount of time.? When the announcement finished, he looked to Kites apologetically.? "I'd love to stay and take another shower with you, Kites, but I don't think we'd make it out of the room."? He snickered and kissed the winged youth playfully on the lips.? "I'll see you in the class room, okay?" Gen hopped out of bed and quickly gathered up his clothes. Which were still filthy from the previous day's training session.? "Ewwww!" he said, making a face as he rolled them up into a bundle so that he could carry them under his arm. "Gonna need to find out how laundry works here." "Thanks for having some sex with me, Kites.? It felt fantastic!"? The naked androgyne paused long enough at the door to push himself up on his toes to give the other boy a goodbye kiss.? "And I definitely want to do some more.? Maybe next time we can try anal sex.? I've heard it can feel _really_ good." With that, Gen slipped out of the room and headed back to his own room, his bundled clothes under one arm and carrying his muddy boots with the other.? Being naked didn't bother the androgyne, having spent a lot of time that way during his growing up in the lab.? He did remember though that he'd been taught that being clothed around others was the norm for social conditions around people, so he hurried the rest of the way until he was back in his room once again. He took a quick shower, or at least as quick a one as he could manage. The pleasant feeling of water running down his body brought back memories of how good being with Kites had felt, of having the other boy's warm body rubbing against his own. It took an effort for him to finish the shower without masturbating, but he finally managed it and stepped out to dry off. The all-black clothes that had been provided fit well enough, but were not as finely tailored as the other outfit was. He posed, turning in front of the mirror to get a look at himself. ?It would have to do, he decided.? He briefly thought about switching to female mode but decided against it. He'd be seeing Kites again soon, and he knew the other boy preferred him in boy-mode.? Picking up the messenger bag, he left the room and headed for Classroom B. "Good morning, Mister Chord, Ms. Harrison," he said upon seeing them when he entered the room. He nodded as respectfully as he could manage, trying not to let the previous day's humiliations set him off on the wrong foot.? "Hi Brandon, hi Kat," he added as he headed for where the food was laid out and waiting.? It seemed okay to address Brandon by his name now, given that apparently the man was no longer team leader.? It felt strange though.? He wasn't used to such abrupt changes in social structure and wasn't sure what it meant.?? The androgyne filled his plate with scrambled eggs, hash browns, sausage, slices of ham, toast, then took a second plate and loaded it up with pastries. Balancing the two plates with one arm, he used the other to fill a large glass with orange juice and then carried the whole lot to a vacant desk where he set them down and proceeded to dig in hungrily. Between the previous day's grueling training and the evening's friskier activities, Gen was famished. As he ate, he wondered what today's training would bring. He also wondered what Kites might want to do afterwards.? He wondered if the other boy had enjoyed what they'd done as much as he had. And if he'd want to do more.? Would Kites like to try him as a girl?? Or maybe Ireland might be interested in him as a boy?? There were so many possibilities, Gen realized as he munched on some toast.? So many things to explore. Kites was dug in like a tick when the alarm rang, never having slept as fitfully as he did last night, tuckered out not only because of the super intense training that they did, but also the other arduous "exercising" that he and Gen had participated in last night.? It wasn't so much the incessant ringing that woke him up, though it certainly broke him out of deep sleep, but rather his partner's gently nudging at his side that his eyes finally fluttered open.? His first reaction was to stretch out, raising his arms above his head as he widely yawned, his toes curling out of the sheer pleasure that came with such an action.? He turned his head to look at his glowing lover, his eyes traveling all over Gen's form until they landed on his lovely orbs, eyes creasing a bit as he warmly smiled and then closed his lids as they shared a nice, chaste kiss, though, he had a say in the matter, he'd make it last a hell of lot longer than it did just then.? It wasn't lost on him that the voice's instructions told them how much they had left but he didn't want to let go nonetheless, wanting to enjoy the androgyne's presence just a little bit longer. "Aww...but what if I don't want to let you go," he whined, reaching for Gen as the shorter youth extricated himself from Kites' embrace.? He pouted, jutting his lower lip out, but when Gen gave him that look, he couldn't help but give in.? Gen was right though.? His skin was still tingling from yesterday, a feeling that he wanted to commit to memory.? So, when the androgyne started walking around, gathering his clothes off the floor, Kites did the same, except he just kicked them around until they collected into a single pile at the end of the bed.? They would definitely need to sort out the laundry situation cause his sheets, though not stuck with mud and grime, did have several spots of semen stuck to it where it slid off his upper body but he wasn't going to have any time to really clean it off right now.? Not when the naked androgyne was so freely parading in front of him, getting ready to head out clothed in nothing but air.? Was he really going to go out of the room like that?? But the cameras... "Y-yeah, that was amazing...I can't wait for more," he breathily answered, pressing against his lover as they shared another kiss.? It was still shocking to hear how unabashed Gen was when talking about sex, having absolutely no filter nor the social awareness of saying such things, but he should've expected it at this point given Gen's birth and history up to today.? Which would explain why the androgyne was heading out the door in his birthday suit, completely unashamed.? He was already half way out before Kites managed to stammer out a "W-wait, Gen...do you really...?" want to head out the door like that... saying the last part in his head.? Nothing he could do about that but he was sure that Chord was going to have something to say about it, seeing as their incident in the elevator was not overlooked.? But they'd deal with it when it comes. Not wasting any more time, Kites quickly hopped in the shower, washing himself off of last night's festivities.? Stepping out, he grabbed a towel and started drying himself as he walked through his room in the nude, opening the top drawer of a dresser in which the promised outfit was laid out in neat sections.? Was this placed there in advance of the training room results or did someone steal into their room and placed this clothing there.? A shiver went down his back as he thought of the latter option, because if that was the case, then whoever it was would've seen Gen and Kites twisted around each other like snakes in heat.? Just the mere thought of it was enough to make him stop and will himself coming, feeling a twinge in his loins that he was sure would not be welcome in that classroom.? Donning on the all black clothing, he noted how the shirt was carefully tailored to his frame, taking his wings into account which easily fit through the cut out panel in the back, snapping in the bottom to finish off the top.? He slid on the rest, dipping his feet into the shoes and heading towards the door, grabbing the duffel bag and slinging it around his front as he pressed the panel by the door and headed out. Stepping into the classroom, he saw that Brandon, Kat and of course, Gen, were already seated and filling up on the provided breakfast foods.? He greeted Brandon, coming around to Kat and giving her a brotherly hug, whispering a "You look positively radiant this morning, sis.? Something good happen last night?"? He winked at her, then dropped the duffel bag next to the seat by Gen, wasting no time in sidling over to the table of nourishment and easily filled up three different plates worth, most of it was meat, though there were some breads and a little bit of potatoes, placing all of it on his spot, then coming back and grabbing a couple of glasses of OJ.? He was famished to say the least but he didn't care how this may have looked to the others.? Chord knew about Kites' energy requirements being a flyer so he needed to load up on lots of protein and calories to keep his energy level up through the day, not knowing what it may bring.? He noticed Chord and Harrison, inwardly cringing at the two most prim and proper people in this place, but didn't let it show on his face.? He simply dug into his food and waited for their last arrival, Mia, to see what today was going to bring them. Having gone to bed earlier then she was used to, Mia had awoken around 5 am.? She dressed herself in some work out clothes and remembering where the gym was from the tour Mr. Chord had given her a few weeks ago, went and had an hour work out. She worked all areas of her body and ended with a few laps in the pool. When she headed out of her shower at 6:30 she found the clothing on the bed.? She grumbled just a little bit about the color.? All black.? She sighed and accepted it for now.? Her red hair she tied up with a red hair tie.? At least that was her signature color.? She was hungry and grabbed a small snack from her fridge and was reading a book when the announcement went off at 7. She wondered if that meant they had an hour to get to Classroom B or that they would have an hour to ready themselves, plus eat.? Either way she was up and hungry so she finished the paragraph and closed the book.? Took hold of the messenger bag and made her way to the classroom.? Everyone was already there.? Hm, she thought, they must have all had busy nights as they all looked pretty tired compared to her.? Serves them right she thought if they can’t keep it in their pants. She got a plate of food and decided to sit at the end of the table just a seat down from Brandon.? “Good morning, everyone.”? She said cheerfully. ? After she met with Raine, Ireland didn't go straight home. In fact, she didn't go home. She simply walked. Wandering all over the city. She walked to the park and sat by the fountain and watched as the large pretty spray play and danced. She meandered through the back trails of the park to find herself sitting by the edge of the lake that ran through it. She watched as the ducks and geese swam. ? She wandered about thirty blocks to the heart of downtown. Watching as the hustle and bustle of the busyness of Port Vega slowly die down. The witching hour came and she found herself moving through the Riverview section of town--an area that if the men in her family ever found out she had been there alone at night, each and every single one of them would kill her…and she didn’t even want to think about what Imme would do. She scored there. ? Ireland continued to wander with no clear direction of where she was going until she found her laying in the sand down near the beach at? 4 o'clock in the morning looking up at the stars wondering about the deep night sky taking a long hit of a dooby. Yeah they were all gonna kill her… ? She was being uncharacteristically destructive tonight…okay maybe not uncharacteristically, both Brandon and Raine had stories about her temper and what destruction it could do when she unleashed it, but she wasn’t made…she felt terrible. ? She had been the one to hurt her brother. She saw Brandon…her was crushed and that had been her fault. Out of the three of them, Brandon had always been the most sensitive. Maybe it was that middle child thing she didn’t know. But she knew Brandon and she knew his insecurities and she was responsible for playing into one of his major hang-ups. The feeling like he wasn’t good enough. ? She had taken his job. And the worst part about it was that she actually agreed with Chord.? Brandon wasn't the right person for the job of leader. Brandon, on paper seemed like the best choice and the most qualified one to be team lead. At 21, he was the oldest of them all. He had been the one who had been working with Chord the longest. But he was in no way competent enough to be leader, mentor or role model for this group. And it was because of his hang-up and insecurities that did it…held him back…kept him from being what Chord needed, what this group needed, what she needed.? ? And she knew it and she felt terrible being the one to exploit that and point that out. It was never her intention…but you know what they said about intentions. ? Ireland looked up to see the oranges and pinks and purples and blues of the sky and knew she had to get home.? She couldn’t be late…not on her first day…not before she did the unthinkable. God this was a bad idea…but it was the only idea she had. Because she didn’t want to do this. ? Ireland had always been a private person wearing a mask to keep people out…even her family didn’t always see her real self if they didn’t look deeper. And being raised with men, they tended to not look past the surface of what she showed them. And now Chord wanted her to share with them…these people…with a bunch of strangers. Now he wanted her to engage in something that she had never engaged in. Not since…that only two people in her life knew she could do. Hell, she hadn't even told Brandon or Raine (even if Raine probably knew. He was observant like that) and now Chord wanted to baptize her by fire… ? As she walked in, she found Chord waiting for her, sitting on the floor outside her room looking every much like a dad. She smiled inside herself.? And that was why she loved him. ? “Hey,” he said ? “Hey,” she said back. ? “You OK.” he said ? “Yeah, I'm good” she said look at her feet, pushing a red strand from her face. ? Chord sighed. “Look, Squirt, I am wanna talk to you about what happened yesterday.” ? “I really have to get dressed get ready. The sound of reverie is going to be playing soon and it would never do if I were late my first day on the job. And I need to take a shower and change my clothes so can we talk about this later,” she said moving placing her hand on the door to unlock her bedroom. The door opened and she stepped inside. ? Chord face went sad but he nodded. “Later,” he said giving her a tight hug. ? Once he let her go, Ireland rushed inside taking a deep breath. The minute she was inside her shoulders slumped. Moving into the shower, Ireland found herself with her head against the stall as water ran down over it. Typically she only like to get her hair wet on wash day…she simply had too much hair to wet any other time because it always took too long to dry but in this case she was trying really hard not to cry so she indulged. ? When she was done, she stepped out the shower, towel dried her fluffy red mane of curls put in some moisturizer sealant to lock in the moisture and braided her hair into two French braids down the each side of her head in a style she called her Helga. The braids ended right at her breast and dripped making her shirt breast wet. She towel dried the rest of her hair hoping that the braids would stop dripping, put on the black high neck sweatshirt and the black jeans, grab the messenger bag and move to classroom B. ? Before she walk she took a deep breath, her voice cheery like it was when she had meet everyone the day before. “Hey party people.” she said thankful that Harry’s back was too her because out of everyone in this room who would know she was out of sorts, it would be her. She took the last remaining seat at the oval conference table between Gen and Mia. ? Once she was seated, Chord cleared his throat. “So, A lot happened yesterday. There were some good things and there were some not so good things. I wanted to take this moment before we start our day to give you all an opportunity to express how you felt about yesterday. Contrary to what any of you may think, there is a method to Harrison and my madness. And we do care about you and your personal safety and well-being and mental health. You are not here to be our perfect little soldiers. You are here to be a part of a meaningful team which I hope will grow into family. So we do want to know exactly what's on your mind and how you felt about yesterday and what you went through and how everything ended up and how you felt about it. And while we ask that you do please speak freely. I'm also asking you to please be respectful and be prepared for any rebuttal that you may get. Be opened minded and try to see it from a point of view other than your own. Now with that being said, who would like to go first.”? ? TAG: Brandon, Kat, Gen, Kites, Mia, Ireland, Chord and Harrison ?
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Re: Blood Bonds: Family Ties
“Too many. I’m sorry.” She said “my father always said I was too curious for my own good.” She said with a smile. “I just do not want to embarrass you. And truth be told, I have always felt a bit uncomfortable around vampires. Since I am part human, I always felt as if they look down there noses at me. And when some have been cruel to me, as much as I have wanted to say something, Anything to defend myself. However, I was always told remember my training. So many times I simply took the cruelty, as to not disgrace my father. I just like to know what I was walking into so that I do not disgrace you."? They arrived at the tailor then. “Do you know how many dresses I will need?”
(Draven)
Before they got out of the car, Draven turned to her.? "Anais, not too many at all.? We have only just started to get to know each other and there are many things we have not talked about.? So thank you for the questions.? Please never stop being curious.? As for disgracing me, unless you act the fool, you could never."? He said with a chuckle.? "Did I at least put your mind at ease some?"
After she answered he got out of the car then went and opened her, helped her to her feet.? "And you have nothing to feel ashamed about being a hybrid.? That is what makes you so unique among our kind.? Being born from a human female by a vampire.? That is a rarity these days."
He opened the door of the tailor?shop.? It was a little place but full of charm and fabrics of many colors.? A little lady from the back came out as the bell on the door stopped ringing.? "Ah, Mr. Draven, how nice to see you."? She stepped forward and he bent down to accept the embrace.? "Good to see you, Ms. Rowena.? This is the Lady Anais.? My betrothed.? She needs some gowns in the family colors."
Ms. Rowena was a little?Philippino lady with a warm smile.? "Well, then Lady Anais, how many gowns are you wishing to have?"
Tag: Anais
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Re: A Pirates Life (Khadashee and Draven)
Khadashee was trying to get her bearings. Her stomach was in knots. The fear was so strong. “hey handsome,” she said as she turned to him with a smile and then she saw his face.
“I have upset you didn’t I?” She said nipping in her bottom lip. “I am sorry my captain. I am sorry that past has come to affect you in the manner that it has. If you want to leave me, I will understand,” she said wringing her hands.
(Draven)
Draven quickly put his breeches on then crossed the room and took her hands in his.? "No, you didn't.? I am sorry for taking advantage.? I misread your cues.? I am just uncertain of what to do.? No, I don't want to leave you.? I love you."? He paused and sighed.? "I am just worried for us both.? I honestly do not have an appetite to dine with the captain or even to eat, to answer the earlier question."
Tag: Khada
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Re: Port Vega: The Real Test Begins.
(Harrison / Chord) The dawn broke with the usual duality between fog and sun
fighting for mastery of the morning.? The
reds, yellows and oranges of the early morning sunrise arose over the compound
giving way to bright blue skies and the sounds of birds chirping in the
distance. The sun dappled shade over the tree to shine sporadic cascades of
sunlight upon the building and in through the various windows.
It was a lovely morning. The clouds bursting forth coating
the dusky morning sky. The day was warm for the season and the sun bright sky
contained enough clouds to make a child happy to watch the shapes within them.
The sound of Harrison’s black stiletto knee boots rung out
through the hall as she moved to classroom B. As she came in, Chord stood
standing at the sideboard along the back wall that was filled with all kinds of
assorted breakfast food, meats, pastries and juices. His plate was loaded with
eggs, bacon and potatoes. A very large tumbler of coffee beside him.
“Hungry,” Harrison said as she moved to get a cup of tea. “Always,” Chord said. “Besides you know how fast my
metabolism is.” “I do,” she said coming to sit at the end of the conference
table, directly across from him. She was quiet as she regarded him over her
mug. “What’s on your mind Harry?” Chord said as he ate his eggs. “滨谤别濒补苍诲.”
He sighed and put his fork down. Looking up at her, he could
see the question in hers and she could see the apprehension in his. “I know.
She did not come home last night until about an hour ago.” “Did you talk to her.” Harrison asked. He shook his head. “When I tried she simply told me she
would shower and be here by 8 am.” “It’s 7.” Harrison said.
And just then simultaneously in all the bedroom the alarms
went off.
“Good morning recruits.” The sound of the soft feminine
Computer voice said. “Please dress in the clothing provided for you.” The
clothing today being simple black jeans and a black t-shirt, black socks and
sneakers. “Retrieve the messenger bag on the hook by the door and report to
Classroom B. Breakfast will be provide for you there. You have one hour.”
(Kat) Kat had left Brandon's bedroom the night before. She had
never thought that her very first time would have been so good. It had been a
bit late when she had gone to bed but she had had a god six hours so, she felt
pretty good. Her dreams though, those brought a blush to her cheeks. She wanted
to go to Brandon's room to make sure he was up nut thought better of it. They
probably already knew what they had done. Still better to not give them too
much.
The alarm had gone off and she dragged herself out of bed. A
quick shower, a protein drink and a Gatorade. She looked at the clothing that
had been provided. All black. Interesting. It reminded her a little as to what
She used to wear. She dressed, put her hair up in a pony, grabbed the messenger
bag and off she went.
It didn't take her long to find classroom B. She could smell
the food. As she entered, she noticed Harrison and Chord. She put the messenger
bag over her shower and moved to the breakfast spread. As she did, she spoke.
"Morning Mr. Harrison, Mr. Chord." Her tone was light and friendly.
As if the previous day had not even happened. After she grabbed her food, she
looked to the two of them. "Is there a particular place you would like me
to sit?"
?(Brandon) Brandon enjoyed having Kat as his lover.? Not expected but definitely…needed on so many
levels.? He wasn’t worried about being
seen.? This place was a virtual ‘Big
Brother’ project.? They had already
demoted him so what was left?? Kicking
him off the team.? He might not put it
passed them.? He didn’t want her to get
but she still had her place to protect, so he got it.
She told him they would work things out together so he was
at least hopeful.? He rested and was up
at six.? He got in his workout, his
normal body and his powers he didn’t leave his room.? He wasn’t ready to face either of them just yet.
<<“Good morning recruits.” The sound of the soft
feminine Computer voice said. “Please dress in the clothing provided for you.”
The clothing today being simple black jeans and a black t-shirt, black socks
and sneakers. “Retrieve the messenger bag on the hook by the door and report to
Classroom B. Breakfast will be provided for you there. You have one
hour.”>>
When the message came through, he was sitting on the table
and the times in the room were floating around him everything including him was
about three feet off the floor.
He kept it all in perfect arrangement. He had Harrison to
thank for that. She had always been there for him. Tough as nails but she
helped him deal with ‘dad’.? So this
demotion…was partly her idea he was sure.?
He couldn’t be angry with her she wanted the best and right now that
simply was not him.? It was true.
He showered and dressed.?
He felt better despite what anyone thought.? He grabbed his book bag and sent Kat a
text.? <<Miss you!? *winks*>>
With the bookbag on, he closed the door and feel over the
rail and flipped before landing on the floor.?
He hit the ground in a three-point stance and stood back up and headed
to the Classroom.? He walked in.
“Good morning everyone, isn’t it a lovely morning?”? He smirked the phrase from one of his
favorite comedies came to mind and he didn’t finish the rest as he made his
plate that was easily similar to his father’s he sat down, prayed and started
to eat.? He was good with not being the
leader today.? He was wondering how
Ireland was doing.? He texted her.? <<Where you at boo?>>
He could never be mad at her for long and this…this wasn’t
her fault so he couldn’t be made with her at all.? He was mad with himself and she just happened
to be the mirror at the time…that was all. He loved her!
(Gen) The alarm woke Gen up.?
It took the androgyne a moment to realize that he wasn't in his own
room. Or his own bed.? And that he wasn't
alone in that bed.? This was Kites' room,
he remembered.? And it was Kites'
deliciously warm and naked body he was snuggled up with.? And Kites' feathery wing that was covering
them.? He blinked, then grinned as he
remembered what they'd done. And how wonderful it had all felt.
"Wake up, sleepyhead," Gen said, nudging the other
boy in the side. "We're being summoned."? He listened to the announcement, then winced
at the amount of time.? When the
announcement finished, he looked to Kites apologetically.? "I'd love to stay and take another
shower with you, Kites, but I don't think we'd make it out of the
room."? He snickered and kissed the
winged youth playfully on the lips.?
"I'll see you in the class room, okay?"
Gen hopped out of bed and quickly gathered up his clothes.
Which were still filthy from the previous day's training session.? "Ewwww!" he said, making a face as
he rolled them up into a bundle so that he could carry them under his arm.
"Gonna need to find out how laundry works here."
"Thanks for having some sex with me, Kites.? It felt fantastic!"? The naked androgyne paused long enough at the
door to push himself up on his toes to give the other boy a goodbye kiss.? "And I definitely want to do some
more.? Maybe next time we can try anal
sex.? I've heard it can feel _really_
good."
With that, Gen slipped out of the room and headed back to
his own room, his bundled clothes under one arm and carrying his muddy boots
with the other.? Being naked didn't
bother the androgyne, having spent a lot of time that way during his growing up
in the lab.? He did remember though that
he'd been taught that being clothed around others was the norm for social
conditions around people, so he hurried the rest of the way until he was back
in his room once again.
He took a quick shower, or at least as quick a one as he
could manage. The pleasant feeling of water running down his body brought back
memories of how good being with Kites had felt, of having the other boy's warm
body rubbing against his own. It took an effort for him to finish the shower
without masturbating, but he finally managed it and stepped out to dry off.
The all-black clothes that had been provided fit well
enough, but were not as finely tailored as the other outfit was. He posed,
turning in front of the mirror to get a look at himself. ?It would have to do, he decided.? He briefly thought about switching to female
mode but decided against it. He'd be seeing Kites again soon, and he knew the
other boy preferred him in boy-mode.?
Picking up the messenger bag, he left the room and headed for Classroom
B.
"Good morning, Mister Chord, Ms. Harrison," he
said upon seeing them when he entered the room. He nodded as respectfully as he
could manage, trying not to let the previous day's humiliations set him off on
the wrong foot.? "Hi Brandon, hi Kat,"
he added as he headed for where the food was laid out and waiting.? It seemed okay to address Brandon by his name
now, given that apparently the man was no longer team leader.? It felt strange though.? He wasn't used to such abrupt changes in
social structure and wasn't sure what it meant.?? The androgyne filled his plate with
scrambled eggs, hash browns, sausage, slices of ham, toast, then took a second
plate and loaded it up with pastries. Balancing the two plates with one arm, he
used the other to fill a large glass with orange juice and then carried the
whole lot to a vacant desk where he set them down and proceeded to dig in
hungrily. Between the previous day's grueling training and the evening's
friskier activities, Gen was famished.
As he ate, he wondered what today's training would bring. He
also wondered what Kites might want to do afterwards.? He wondered if the other boy had enjoyed what
they'd done as much as he had. And if he'd want to do more.? Would Kites like to try him as a girl?? Or maybe Ireland might be interested in him
as a boy?? There were so many
possibilities, Gen realized as he munched on some toast.? So many things to explore.
(Kites) Kites was dug in like a tick when the alarm rang, never
having slept as fitfully as he did last night, tuckered out not only because of
the super intense training that they did, but also the other arduous
"exercising" that he and Gen had participated in last night.? It wasn't so much the incessant ringing that
woke him up, though it certainly broke him out of deep sleep, but rather his
partner's gently nudging at his side that his eyes finally fluttered open.? His first reaction was to stretch out,
raising his arms above his head as he widely yawned, his toes curling out of
the sheer pleasure that came with such an action.? He turned his head to look at his glowing
lover, his eyes traveling all over Gen's form until they landed on his lovely
orbs, eyes creasing a bit as he warmly smiled and then closed his lids as they
shared a nice, chaste kiss, though, he had a say in the matter, he'd make it
last a hell of lot longer than it did just then.? It wasn't lost on him that the voice's
instructions told them how much they had left but he didn't want to let go nonetheless,
wanting to enjoy the androgyne's presence just a little bit longer.
"Aww...but what if I don't want to let you go," he
whined, reaching for Gen as the shorter youth extricated himself from Kites'
embrace.? He pouted, jutting his lower
lip out, but when Gen gave him that look, he couldn't help but give in.? Gen was right though.? His skin was still tingling from yesterday, a
feeling that he wanted to commit to memory.?
So, when the androgyne started walking around, gathering his clothes off
the floor, Kites did the same, except he just kicked them around until they
collected into a single pile at the end of the bed.? They would definitely need to sort out the
laundry situation cause his sheets, though not stuck with mud and grime, did
have several spots of semen stuck to it where it slid off his upper body but he
wasn't going to have any time to really clean it off right now.? Not when the naked androgyne was so freely
parading in front of him, getting ready to head out clothed in nothing but air.? Was he really going to go out of the room
like that?? But the cameras...
"Y-yeah, that was amazing...I can't wait for
more," he breathily answered, pressing against his lover as they shared
another kiss.? It was still shocking to
hear how unabashed Gen was when talking about sex, having absolutely no filter
nor the social awareness of saying such things, but he should've expected it at
this point given Gen's birth and history up to today.? Which would explain why the androgyne was
heading out the door in his birthday suit, completely unashamed.? He was already half way out before Kites
managed to stammer out a "W-wait, Gen...do you really...?" want to
head out the door like that... saying the last part in his head.? Nothing he could do about that but he was
sure that Chord was going to have something to say about it, seeing as their
incident in the elevator was not overlooked.?
But they'd deal with it when it comes.
Not wasting any more time, Kites quickly hopped in the
shower, washing himself off of last night's festivities.? Stepping out, he grabbed a towel and started
drying himself as he walked through his room in the nude, opening the top
drawer of a dresser in which the promised outfit was laid out in neat
sections.? Was this placed there in advance
of the training room results or did someone steal into their room and placed
this clothing there.? A shiver went down
his back as he thought of the latter option, because if that was the case, then
whoever it was would've seen Gen and Kites twisted around each other like
snakes in heat.? Just the mere thought of
it was enough to make him stop and will himself coming, feeling a twinge in his
loins that he was sure would not be welcome in that classroom.? Donning on the all black clothing, he noted
how the shirt was carefully tailored to his frame, taking his wings into
account which easily fit through the cut out panel in the back, snapping in the
bottom to finish off the top.? He slid on
the rest, dipping his feet into the shoes and heading towards the door,
grabbing the duffel bag and slinging it around his front as he pressed the
panel by the door and headed out.
Stepping into the classroom, he saw that Brandon, Kat and of
course, Gen, were already seated and filling up on the provided breakfast
foods.? He greeted Brandon, coming around
to Kat and giving her a brotherly hug, whispering a "You look positively
radiant this morning, sis.? Something
good happen last night?"? He winked
at her, then dropped the duffel bag next to the seat by Gen, wasting no time in
sidling over to the table of nourishment and easily filled up three different
plates worth, most of it was meat, though there were some breads and a little
bit of potatoes, placing all of it on his spot, then coming back and grabbing a
couple of glasses of OJ.? He was famished
to say the least but he didn't care how this may have looked to the
others.? Chord knew about Kites' energy
requirements being a flyer so he needed to load up on lots of protein and
calories to keep his energy level up through the day, not knowing what it may
bring.? He noticed Chord and Harrison,
inwardly cringing at the two most prim and proper people in this place, but
didn't let it show on his face.? He
simply dug into his food and waited for their last arrival, Mia, to see what
today was going to bring them.
(Mia) Having gone to bed earlier then she was used to, Mia had
awoken around 5 am.? She dressed herself
in some work out clothes and remembering where the gym was from the tour Mr.
Chord had given her a few weeks ago, went and had an hour work out. She worked
all areas of her body and ended with a few laps in the pool.
When she headed out of her shower at 6:30 she found the
clothing on the bed.? She grumbled just a
little bit about the color.? All black.? She sighed and accepted it for now.? Her red hair she tied up with a red hair
tie.? At least that was her signature
color.? She was hungry and grabbed a
small snack from her fridge and was reading a book when the announcement went
off at 7.
She wondered if that meant they had an hour to get to
Classroom B or that they would have an hour to ready themselves, plus eat.? Either way she was up and hungry so she
finished the paragraph and closed the book.?
Took hold of the messenger bag and made her way to the classroom.? Everyone was already there.? Hm, she thought, they must have all had busy
nights as they all looked pretty tired compared to her.? Serves them right she thought if they can’t
keep it in their pants.
She got a plate of food and decided to sit at the end of the
table just a seat down from Brandon.? “Good
morning, everyone.”? She said cheerfully.
TAG: Posting Order: Kat, Brandon, Gen, Kites, Mia, Ireland,
Chord and Harrison
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Re: Port Vega: The Real Test Begins.
(Harrison / Chord)
The dawn broke with the usual duality between fog and sun fighting for mastery of the morning.? The reds,
yellows and oranges of the early morning sunrise arose over the compound giving way
to bright blue skies and the sounds of birds chirping in the distance. The sun dappled shade over the tree to shine sporadic
cascades of sunlight upon the building and in through the various
windows.?
?It was a lovely morning. The
clouds bursting forth coating the dusky morning sky. The day was warm for the
season and the sun bright sky contained enough clouds to make a child happy to
watch the shapes within them.
?The sound of Harrison’s black stiletto knee boots rung out
through the hall as she moved to classroom B. As she came in, Chord stood
standing at the sideboard along the back wall that was filled with all kinds of
assorted breakfast food, meats, pastries and juices. His plate was loaded with eggs, bacon and potatoes. A very large tumbler of coffee beside him.
?“Hungry,” Harrison said as she
moved to get a cup of tea.
?“Always,” Chord said. “Besides
you know how fast my metabolism is.”
?”I do,” she said coming to sit
at the end of the conference table, directly across from him. She was quiet as she regarded him over her
mug.
“What’s on you mind Harry.” Chord
said as he ate his eggs.
“滨谤别濒补苍诲.”
He sighed and put his fork down. Looking up at her, he could see the question in hers and she could see the apprehension in his. “I
know.?She did not come home last night until about an hour ago.”
“Did you talk to her.” Harrison
asked.?
He shook his head. “When I tried she
simply told me she would shower and be here by 8 am.”
“It’s 7.” Harrison said?
And just then simultaneously in all
the bedroom the alarms went off.
“Good morning recruits.” The sound
of the soft feminine Computer voice said. “ Please dress in the clothing
provided for you.” The clothing today being simple black jeans and a black
t-shirt, black socks and sneakers. “Retrieve the messenger bag on the hook by
the door and report to Classroom B. Breakfast will be provide for you there.
You have one hour.”
(Kat)
Kat had left Brandon's bedroom the night before. She had never thought that her very first time would have been so good. It had been a bit late when she had gone to bed but she had had a god six hours so, she felt pretty good. Her dreams though, those brought a blush to her cheeks. She wanted to go to Brandon's room to make sure he was up nut thought better of it. They probably already knew what they had done. Still better to not give them to much.
? ?The alarm had gone off and she dragged herself out of bed. A quick shower, a protein drink and a Gatorade. She looked at the clothing that had been provided. All black. Interesting. It reminded her a little as to what She used to wear. She dressed, put her hair up in a pony, grabbed the messenger bag and off she went.?
? ?It didn't take her long to find classroom B. She could smell the food. As she entered she noticed Harrison and Chord. She put the messenger bag over her shower and moved to the breakfast spread. As she did she spoke. "Morning Mr. Harrison, Mr. Chord." Her tone was light and friendly. As if the previous day had not even happened. After she grabbed her food she looked to the two of them. "Is there a particular place you would like me to sit?"
?(Brandon)
?Brandon enjoyed having Kat as his lover.? Not expected but definitely…needed on so many levels.? He wasn’t worried about being seen.? This place was a virtual ‘Big Brother’ project.? They had already demoted him so what was left?? Kicking him off the team.? He might not put it passed them.? He didn’t want her to get but she still had her place to protect, so he got it.?
She told him they would work things out together so he was at least hopeful.? He rested and was up at six.? He got in his workout, his normal body and his powers he didn’t leave his room.?
He wasn’t ready to face either of them just yet.
<<“Good morning recruits.” The sound of the soft feminine Computer voice said. “ Please dress in the clothing provided for you.” The clothing today being simple black jeans and a black t-shirt, black socks and sneakers. “Retrieve the messenger bag on the hook by the door and report to Classroom B. Breakfast will be provided for you there. You have one hour.”>>
When the message came through he was sitting on the table and the times in the room were floating around him everything including him was about three feet off the floor.?
He kept it all in perfect arrangement.?
He had Harrison to thank for that. She had always been there for him.?
Tough as nails but she helped him deal with ‘dad’.? So this demotion…was partly her idea he was sure.? He couldn’t be angry with her, she wanted the best and right now that simply was not him.? It was true.
He showered and dressed.? He felt better despite what anyone thought.? He grabbed his book bag and sent Kat a text.? <<Miss you! ?*winks*>>?
With the bookbag on, he closed the door and feel over the rail and flipped before landing on the floor.? He hit the ground in a three-point stance and stood back up and headed to the Classroom.? He walked in.?
“Good morning everyone, isn’t it a lovely morning?”??He smirked the phrase from one of his favorite comedies came to mind and he didn’t finish the rest as he made his plate that was easily similar to his father’s he sat down, prayed and started to eat.? He was good with not being the leader today.? He was wondering how Ireland was doing.? He texted her. ?<<Where you at boo?>> ?
He could never be mad at her for long and this…this wasn’t her fault so he couldn’t be made with her at all.? He was mad with himself and she just happened to be the mirror at the time…that was all.?
He loved her!
(Gen)
The alarm woke Gen up.? It took the androgyne a moment to realize that he wasn't in his own room. Or his own bed.? And that he wasn't alone in that bed.? This was Kites' room, he remembered.? And it was Kites' deliciously warm and naked body he was snuggled up with.? And Kites' feathery wing that was covering them.? He blinked, then grinned as he remembered what they'd done. And how wonderful it had all felt.?
"Wake up, sleepyhead," Gen said, nudging the other boy in the side. "We're being summoned."? He listened to the announcement, then winced at the amount of time.? When the announcement finished, he looked to Kites apologetically.? "I'd love to stay and take another shower with you, Kites, but I don't think we'd make it out of the room."? He snickered and kissed the winged youth playfully on the lips.? "I'll see you in the class room, okay?"
Gen hopped out of bed and quickly gathered up his clothes. Which were still filthy from the previous day's training session.? "Ewwww!" he said, making a face as he rolled them up into a bundle so that he could carry them under his arm. "Gonna need to find out how laundry works here."
"Thanks for having some sex with me, Kites.? It felt fantastic!"? The naked androgyne paused long enough at the door to push himself up on his toes to give the other boy a goodbye kiss.? "And I definitely want to do some more.? Maybe next time we can try anal sex.? I've heard it can feel _really_ good."
With that, Gen slipped out of the room and headed back to his own room, his bundled clothes under one arm and carrying his muddy boots with the other.? Being naked didn't bother the androgyne, having spent a lot of time that way during his growing up in the lab.? He did remember though that he'd been taught that being clothed around others was the norm for social conditions around people, so he hurried the rest of the way until he was back in his room once again.
He took a quick shower, or at least as quick a one as he could manage. The pleasant feeling of water running down his body brought back memories of how good being with Kites had felt, of having the other boy's warm body rubbing against his own. It took an effort for him to finish the shower without masturbating, but he finally managed it and stepped out to dry off.
The all-black clothes that had been provided fit well enough, but were not as finely tailored as the other outfit was. He posed, turning in front of the mirror to get a look at himself.? It would have to do, he decided.? He briefly thought about switching to female mode but decided against it. He'd be seeing Kites again soon, and he knew the other boy preferred him in boy-mode.? Picking up the messenger bag, he left the room and headed for Classroom B.
"Good morning, Mister Chord, Ms. Harrison," he said upon seeing them when he entered the room. He nodded as respectfully as he could manage, trying not to let the previous day's humiliations set him off on the wrong foot.? "Hi Brandon, hi Kat," he added as he headed for where the food was laid out and waiting.? It seemed okay to address Brandon by his name now, given that apparently the man was no longer team leader.? It felt strange though.? He wasn't used to such abrupt changes in social structure and wasn't sure what it meant. ? The androgyne filled his plate with scrambled eggs, hash browns, sausage, slices of ham, toast, then took a second plate and loaded it up with pastries. Balancing the two plates with one arm, he used the other to fill a large glass with orange juice and then carried the whole lot to a vacant desk where he set them down and proceeded to dig in hungrily. Between the previous day's grueling training and the evening's friskier activities, Gen was famished.
As he ate, he wondered what today's training would bring. He also wondered what Kites might want to do afterwards.? He wondered if the other boy had enjoyed what they'd done as much as he had. And if he'd want to do more.? Would Kites like to try him as a girl?? Or maybe Ireland might be interested in him as a boy?? There were so many possibilities, Gen realized as he munched on some toast.? So many things to explore.
[Kites]
Kites was dug in like a tick when the alarm rang, never having slept as fitfully as he did last night, tuckered out not only because of the super intense training that they did, but also the other arduous "exercising" that he and Gen had participated in last night.? It wasn't so much the incessant ringing that woke him up, though it certainly broke him out of deep sleep, but rather his partner's gently nudging at his side that his eyes finally fluttered open.? His first reaction was to stretch out, raising his arms above his head as he widely yawned, his toes curling out of the sheer pleasure that came with such an action.? He turned his head to look at his glowing lover, his eyes traveling all over Gen's form until they landed on his lovely orbs, eyes creasing a bit as he warmly smiled and then closed his lids as they shared a nice, chaste kiss, though, he had a say in the matter, he'd make it last a hell of lot longer than it did just then.? It wasn't lost on him that the voice's instructions told them how much they had left but he didn't want to let go nonetheless, wanting to enjoy the androgyne's presence just a little bit longer.
"Aww...but what if I don't want to let you go," he whined, reaching for Gen as the shorter youth extricated himself from Kites's embrace.? He pouted, jutting his lower lip out, out but when Gen gave him that look, he couldn't help but give in.? Gen was right though.? His skin was still tingling from yesterday,? a feeling that he wanted to commit to memory.? So when the androgyne started walking around, gathering his clothes off the floor, Kites did the same, except he just kicked them around until they collected into a single pile at the end of the bed.? They would definitely need to sort out the laundry situation cause his sheets, though not stuck with mud and grime, did have several spots of semen stuck to it where it slid off his upper body but he wasn't going to have any time to really clean it off right now.? Not when the naked androgyne was so freely parading in front of him, getting ready to head out clothed in nothing but air.? Was he really going to go out of the room like that?? But the cameras...
"Y-yeah, that was amazing...I can't wait for more," he breathily answered, pressing against his lover as they shared another kiss.? It was still shocking to hear how unabashed Gen was when talking about sex, having absolutely no filter nor the social awareness of saying such things, but he should've expected it at this point given Gen's birth and history up to today.? Which would explain why the androgyne was heading out the door in his birthday suit,? completely unashamed.? He was already half way out before Kites managed to stammer out a "W-wait, Gen...do you really...?" want to head out the door like that... saying the last part in his head.? Nothing he could do about that but he was sure that Chord was going to have something to say about it, seeing as their incident in the elevator was not overlooked.? But they'd deal with it when it comes.
Not wasting any more time, Kites quickly hopped in the shower, washing himself off of last night's festivities.? Stepping out, he grabbed a towel and started drying himself as he walked through his room in the nude, opening the top drawer of a dresser in which the promised outfit was laid out in neat sections.? Was this placed there in advance of the training room results or did someone steal into their room and placed this clothing there.? A shiver went down his back as he thought of the latter option, because if that was the case, then whoever it was would've seen Gen and Kites twisted around each other like snakes in heat.? Just the mere thought of it was enough to make him stop and will himself coming, feeling a twinge in his loins that he was sure would not be welcome in that classroom.? Donning on the all black clothing, he noted how the shirt was carefully tailored to his frame, taking his wings into account which easily fit through the cut out panel in the back, snapping in the bottom to finish off the top.? He slid on the rest, dipping his feet into the shoes and heading towards the door, grabbing the duffel bag and slinging it around his front as he pressed the panel by the door and headed out.
Stepping into the classroom, he saw that Brandon, Kat and of course, Gen, were already seated and filling up on the provided breakfast foods.? He greeted Brandon, coming around to Kat and giving her a brotherly hug, whispering a "You look positively radiant this morning, sis.? Something good happen last night?"? He winked at her, then dropped the duffel bag next to the seat by Gen, wasting no time in sidling over to the table of nourishment and easily filled up three different plates worth, most of it was meat, though there were some breads and a little bit of potatoes, placing all of it on his spot, then coming back and grabbing a couple of glasses of OJ.? He was famished to say the least but he didn't care how this may have looked to the others.? Chord knew about Kites' energy requirements being a flyer so he needed to load up on lots of protein and calories to keep his energy level up through the day, not knowing what it may bring.? He noticed Chord and Harrison, inwardly cringing at the two most prim and proper people in this place, but didn't let it show on his face.? He simply dug into his food and waited for their last arrival, Mia, to see what today was going to bring them.
TAG:?Posting Order: Kat, Brandon, Gen, Kites, Mia, Ireland, Chord
and Harrison
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Re: What Lies in the Heart. Mikayla/The Dragon
(The Dragon, Angus)
"I didn't bring you here to lecture me, girl," the Dragon fumed grumpily.? "It should be within your power to soothe and comfort me without the I-told-you-so's, should it not?"
"Me sing?" The Dragon frowned in thought for a moment.? "I don't know," he said finally, sounding a bit bemused.? "I never tried.? It... it didn't seem important, before." He made a sound that sounded like a herd of bulls sighing all at once.? "When I was young, all my time was spent on my studies.? Singing... never came up.? Now..." he snorted disdainfully, rousing a puff of dust particles along the stone floor, "I doubt if this body would sound in any way pleasant if I tried to sing with it."
Angus entered the room pushing a small cart before him.? The servant bowed respectfully to Mikayla.? "The soup you requested is ready, mistress."? From the bottom of the cart, he brought out a large copper basin which he set on the floor not far from where the Dragon's head rested near the edge of the dais.? "I'm afraid this is going to be somewhat experimental, mistress," Angus said as he reached into the cart and lifted out a heavy tureen.? Removing the flat metal lid, he began pouring the light yellow soup thick with flecks of white rice into the basin.? "I've never served the Master soup before.? His usual fare is large sections of roasted animal flesh that he simply devours with his teeth."
- Mikayla
“We isnt lucky for me that you did not bring me here. I chose to come back to your keep just as sure as I choose to come and soothe you now. so I guess the answer to your question is only if I choose to. And based on your stank attitude I choose not too.” She still continued to rub. “And as for singing...i will just have teach you as part of your new studies. Lesson one. It helps to make beautiful music when you aren’t a grumpy ogre.”
It was then that Angus came in. She smiled at his words. “The soup smells Devine. You did a fine job Angus. I will feed him. I just need another large bowl. And did you leave some bits of chicken in the soup?”
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Re: What Lies in the Heart. Mikayla/The Dragon
(Mikayla)
Mikayla smiled at his words. “Thank you kind sir. I am most grateful for your stay of execution. And to show you the extent of my gratitude,” she said rubbing firmly behind his ear. “I will continue.”
And she continued to run her hands over his body.
“Well Maybe now you have learned a valueable lesson about the importance of respect and honest. “ she said referring to his comment that she should have kept reading.?
She continued to rub and softly hum stopping her humming only when he spoke to her. “Yes I can sing. I just never looked at it as a talent Before, “she said with a shrug. “It’s just something I do from time to time. Do you...sing?”
(The Dragon, Angus)
"I didn't bring you here to lecture me, girl," the Dragon fumed grumpily.? "It should be within your power to soothe and comfort me without the I-told-you-so's, should it not?"
"Me sing?" The Dragon frowned in thought for a moment.? "I don't know," he said finally, sounding a bit bemused.? "I never tried.? It... it didn't seem important, before." He made a sound that sounded like a herd of bulls sighing all at once.? "When I was young, all my time was spent on my studies.? Singing... never came up.? Now..." he snorted disdainfully, rousing a puff of dust particles along the stone floor, "I doubt if this body would sound in any way pleasant if I tried to sing with it."
Angus entered the room pushing a small cart before him.? The servant bowed respectfully to Mikayla.? "The soup you requested is ready, mistress."? From the bottom of the cart, he brought out a large copper basin which he set on the floor not far from where the Dragon's head rested near the edge of the dais.? "I'm afraid this is going to be somewhat experimental, mistress," Angus said as he reached into the cart and lifted out a heavy tureen.? Removing the flat metal lid, he began pouring the light yellow soup thick with flecks of white rice into the basin.? "I've never served the Master soup before.? His usual fare is large sections of roasted animal flesh that he simply devours with his teeth."
Tag - Mikayla
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Re: The Door Between Two Worlds [Roue and Rabbit] (closed)
(Rabbit)
Rabbit wasn't surprised when Roue abruptly flipped him onto his back and then hovered over him even as the elf shed the rest of his clothing.? The little vampire had, after all, been doing everything in his power to get the handsome elf worked into a frenzy and so the aggressive move was actually welcome.? As was the feeling of deliciously Roue's warm body as he lay naked on top of him. And the feel of the elf's fingers as they cupped his undies-covered groin and teased at the sensitive place between his legs had him whimpering and writhing under the larger youth on the bed.
But then Roue began nibbling and licking around Rabbit's neck once again... which the elf had unfortunately no way of knowing was _major_ foreplay for a vampire.? Rabbit moaned with a mix of pleasure and dismay... pleasure at the arousal he was experiencing but dismay at how that arousal was causing his fangs to emerge even further, growing sharper and more prominent and more difficult to conceal.? And then Roue began probing at the little vampire's closed lips coaxingly, urging them to part for deeper more passionate kissing. Which would risk almost certain discovery by the elf of his little bed-partner's true nature.
"Mmm-uh, mmm-uh," Rabbit murmured, keeping his lips tightly closed as he desperately tried to think of a way to distract the handsome elf from his goal. Reaching down, the little vampire squirmed beneath Roue as he tugged his silken panty-like underwear down and off, leaving him now totally naked beneath his aggressively amorous guest. He then managed to twist and squirm until he was on his belly, with his pertly rounded butt now pushed up and back, the elf's hot and thoroughly hard cock nestled along the cleft between his cheeks.
"M-maybe you'd like to, you know, f-fuck me instead?" Rabbit said, his voice husky and hopeful, trying to keep his face half-buried in a pillow, hoping between that and the dim lighting in the room that Roue wouldn't see his fangs.? And he desperately needed to be fucked.? Aroused as he was, it was the only thing that could keep him from giving way and tasting the blood whose scent he still vividly remembered.? "P-please?" he begged, pressing his needy bottom up invitingly. ?
[Roue]
It was quite a delicious sight to see Rabbit twist and squirm at the elf's intimate touch.? It told Roue everything that he needed to know.? That the way he was acting, the way he was moving was in such a way as to produce a deeper desire, a deeper lust within his young partner.? Oh and the sounds that were coming out of that muted mouth. All the moans, the whimpering, and the muffled moaning was like music to his ears, though he did feel a little disappointed that the boy seemed to not want to open up.? Perhaps he was a little shy, hard as that was to believe, or maybe he didn't really kiss during such an act for the first time with a stranger, but it was no matter.? If there was any discontentment on his side, it was quickly lost in a frenzy of desire that he was feeling.? Rabbit was going to open up sooner or later, grinning to himself, when the elf would finally bury himself inside.
When Rabbit flipped over, so tantalizingly wiggling his butt at his bed mate, it was all that Roue could not to sink his aching, raging hard-on in-between those luscious butt cheeks.? It took extreme self control as the elf gripped each half into his hand, roughly squeezing them as he slowly, haggardly pumped his hips forward, spreading the cheeks just wide enough so that cock was further down within the mounds, but not yet in.? As hard as he tried to stifle his own primal moaning, biting his lower lip in a failing effort, he couldn't help but let out a growl at the heat of friction that that movement produced.? He tilted his head back, letting his hair cascade back down his rear side, closing his eyes as he felt the movement with all of his body.? As much as he wanted to enter right then and there, he was going to make his bed mate pay for keeping mum, his mouth twisting into a devilish smile.
The elf bent down at his waist, hovering over his newfound lover as he freed his erection from their captive audience, depriving the younger boy of the heated length that was just there a second ago.? Instead, it was replaced by his head as he lowered himself even further, sticking his face between the pert, round globes as he spread them apart, letting his hot breath settle over the perky, pink starfish that stared right back to him.? Without wasting any more time, Roue's tongue darted out, taking its first taste of the flesh, then again and against until he took one long lick around the ring, savoring how Rabbit wiggled in his grasp, gasps and moans escaping those forbidden lips.? The more his bed mate squirmed, the harder Roue pushed with his appendage, kissing and nipping the tiny mound of happiness that was all too happy to get all that attention.? The more he did it, the more he spread his saliva over the hole in preparation of that final, violent act.? But if he wanted to make it as pleasurable as possible, he needed more than just spit to lube that tunnel.
Briefly disconnecting from his lover's butt, Roue wildly looked around, trying to see if he could spot a bottle of gel or something like it that he could use on himself.? Not finding anything, at least nothing that he could recognize, the elf bent down, wrapping his arms around Rabbit's upper body as he pushed his hands into view and mimed the motion of squeezing a bottle onto his palms, then rubbing together, hopefully translating into his need for some lube.? He pushed his hips into the younger boy as the urgent, aching length pressed against the boy's sack, pulsing with each beat of the elf's heart.
"<I hope you can understand what I'm asking you for,>" Roue huskily growled into his lover's ear, taking a second to nip at the outer lobe, his voice a little raspy but no less needy.? "<It would make it all the more pleasurable, no?>"
[Tag Rabbit]
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Re: High Moon Tales. Tales of the Wicked West.
(Old Chase)
?Chase would keep an eye on Etienne. ?“I will take first watch till sun-up then we are going to have to try to make our way to Miller’s Crossing…all of us!” ?He had something he needed to get from there…freedom..in whatever form it came.“We talked to one of the creatures vessels in the town we just left.? It stated that the group of five…he looked around the room would be delayed until its power spread…after that, there would be no stopping it. ?“This…” ?he gestured to the townspeople and the sandstorm is a delay. ?“I am not a hero, but I will be damned if I let some faceless entity take over my life or my existence.? We need to keep moving since no one wants to hold up in the church and the chance of surviving without water is slim at best.” ?He didn’t trust the woman not to rabbit so he put a chair in front of the door and he sat off to the side with his two side arms and his knife.? He started with cleaning his guns and thinking of some direction to go in that would get them closer to Miller’s Crossing in the morning.‘Everyone’s dead!’ ?He repeated it a few times but still, it didn’t make sense.? Knew of magic…boy did he but he was no shaman…but that much blood and power…for?? Just the thought alone made him nervous.? He wasn’t sure they could get her demon-fighting stuff but surely there was something in that bag that might become more helpful to get them in the crossing.? He had silver bullets but they were more for killing him and his kind…not demons.? He didn’t go to church not cause he was afraid, but because of the number of men he had killed…he was by no means worthy of church.
(New Callie Carson)
? The wind continued to howl outside, sand pelting the building as they heard the sound of growling at the doors and windows to the sheriff's office. The grating noise of sharp talons scraping across the wooden door then filled the room and left them all uneasy. ? ?The sheriff looked at the group and shook his head, "Demons? Magic? You all been smoking peyote or something? I don;t know what's out there but it ain't nothin' like that." ? ?"Oh really?" Callie asked calmly as she sat on the sheriff's desk and loaded her pistol with the special bullets. She looked up and gave a nod toward Flynn, "I suppose it was mass hallucination twhen we saw my friend there turn into a horse?" ? ?The sheriff started to respond and was cut off by the deep, laughing growl right outside the door, followed by the slamming of heavy fists against the wood. He considered again responding, but decided maybe the girl was right. ? ?Callie turned from Chase to Etienne. She scowled and looked back to Chase, "So what's the deal with the girl? Why you dragging her around and keeping her under such close watch?" ? ?? ? Tag -Chase, Callie, Flynn, Sicilien, Etienne, Charity (jumping in ),???
On Thursday, February 20, 2020, 06:54:02 PM EST, Charlie Clay <charlie.clay@...> wrote:
(Callie Carson)
Callie shook off the sand and looked to Chase as he demanded answers. She looked over the group then turned to him.
"I can tell you what I know," she said. "Contact was lost with Miller's crossing. Flynn and I were sent to find out what happened. Based on what we've seen here, I'd say what we're dealing with is a demonic force. Some of the folks here in Bendo have been possessed by evil entities. Some of what we are seeing are demonic minions. They've used magic to try and keep us from reaching Miller's crossing. We believe drinking water from the town will make you forget about Miller's crossing.
"We can hold out here for a while, but if this continues we will need to get to the church," Callie said. "Holy ground is the only place we can truly be safe on. I have weapons to fight these things but they are all back in my hotel room."
She produced six bullets from her gunbelt which she loaded into one of her revolvers. "These are silver and blessed. They can kill minor demons. This is all I'm carrying on my person."
She looked around at the group, waiting for reactions.
( - Flynn)
"Other than what Miz Carson just told you," Flynn said, as he finished buttoning his shirt, "the only thing I can add is that our -contact in Miller's Crossing - Old Ben - ended up here, in bad shape and raving 'they all dead!', and dropped dead on us shortly after we found him."? The pookah shook the sand out of his boots and began pulling them on.? "Personally, I think we need to get out of this town as soon as possible.? Whoever - or whatever - we're up against is holding all of the cards here.? Not to mention the water.? I don't know about you folks, but sooner or later we're gonna be gettin' mighty thirsty. And my tricks won't work on whatever's goin' on with that water."
"As for the church, well..." Flynn looked apologetically to Callie, "if we hole up there, I'm not going to be a lot of use.? The church and my kind may not be enemies, but we're not exactly friends either. I won't be able to shift or create any illusions if I'm on church ground. So I'd think twice on that option."
"In the meantime, I really need to rest." The pookah yawned and stretched wearily.? "That little dust up used up a lot of my glamour and I need to recharge."? Looking around the sheriff's office, his eyes settled on a bench set against the wall with no windows.? Actually it wasn't the windows that bothered him so much as the iron bars built into them.? And the bars on the cells at the back of the office.? Stretching out on the bench, Flynn pulled his hat down over his eyes.? "Wake me up when some shit happens or when we're ready to go."? With that he promptly fell into a deep sleep, his breathing slow and regular.
[Sicilien]
Well, there ya have it, Sicilien thought,?I guess there is no issue talking about stuff in front of the sheriff.? Or perhaps the wrinkled fleabag didn't have any interest in their conversation, shambling off to do whatever it is that sheriffs do on nights like this.? The important thing is that they were all safe and in one piece, if not a bit more worse for the wear, .? This whole day was crazy from the get-go and if this was going to continue, which it seemed like it's going to based on what everyone is saying, that they truly needed to take advantage of the time they had to rest, but he had some burning questions that needed to be answered if he was going to cooperate with this troupe.
"What I want to know is what's so special about this...Miller's Crossing...that none of us can get to it," he wondered aloud, looking over everyone as they all settled into their own corners.? "And what this gathering of five is, and why I'm one of them.??? Don't know if any of you already hold familiarity betwixt each other, but I ain't never met any of you before, and I fly solo most of the time."? Making a small 'tch' sound as he scratched his chin with Yuki, Sicilien went back to thoroughly cleaning her muzzle.? His attention turned to Chase who was tending to their mysterious lady friend who seemed to have gotten buffeted the worst out of all of them, having been previously knocked unconscious by that tub of lard who called himself 'Jethro.'? His impromptu partner seemed quite keen on this female seeing as how protective he was over her back at the bar.? He could've sworn he'd seen her somewhere before but not only was she half-hidden by Chase's body, she was also turned away from them.? Maybe he was hallucinating.? After all, it's been who knows how long and at this point it better stay good and buried.? "I'm here for one reason, and one reason only.? Whoever or whatever it is trying to keep me from my bounty there is going to have hell to pay."
"Anyway, that's also going to be a 'no' from me on shacking up at a church.? 'Sides, have you even been in one at night?? Super creepy, I tell you.? I'd half expect to be attacked by a demon than saved by a so-called angel," Sicilien added, scrunching his nose at the mere thought of staying in one of those so called holy buildings.? It was too stuffy, too orderly, too gospel-y and too religious.? Being in one of those places made his skin crawl something unnatural and the one and only time he's actually been inside one, it felt like his feet were walking on pins and needles.? In a very uncharacteristic gesture, he wrapped his arms around him and shivered, shaking his head as if he was trying to throw something off.? Then, as if that didn't happen, he twirled Yuki with one hand and slotted her back into the holster on his right thigh, turning his attention to Amano now.? "No, no, no, no.? No churches."? Keeping silent after that, Sicilien worked on getting the rest of his guns cleaned, re-holstering the other revolved and finishing off the as-of-yet-to-be-named sniper rifle.? Just like the others, he was quite bushed and wasn't as keen on having too long of a conversation.
"Perhaps, we should just sleep on it.? Don't know what tomorrow'll bring, so I think I'mma follow our horse-y friend here," he said, snorting a bit, then leaned the chair backward so that it balanced on just two of its wooden legs, keeping the balance with his heels.? Tipping his hat over his face, he hugged the rifle to his chest and closed his eyes, drifting off into his own la-la land.
Etienne
Etienne listened to the conversation go on around her. She had already made up her mind. None of this had anything to do with her. She didn’t know any of these people. She didn’t work for the company they all apparently worked for. Some how she had been sucked into this.?
Yes she knew what she had to do. She just needed to bide her time to do it.?
(Chase) ?Chase would keep an eye on Etienne. ?“I will take first watch till sun-up then we are going to have to try to make our way to Miller’s Crossing…all of us!” ?He had something he needed to get from there…freedom..in whatever form it came. “We talked to one of the creatures vessels in the town we just left.? It stated that the group of five…he looked around the room would be delayed until its power spread…after that, there would be no stopping it. ?“This…” ?he gestured to the townspeople and the sandstorm is a delay. ?“I am not a hero, but I will be damned if I let some faceless entity take over my life or my existence.? We need to keep moving since no one wants to hold up in the church and the chance of surviving without water is slim at best.” ?He didn’t trust the woman not to rabbit so he put a chair in front of the door and he sat off to the side with his two side arms and his knife.? He started with cleaning his guns and thinking of some direction to go in that would get them closer to Miller’s Crossing in the morning. ‘Everyone’s dead!’ ?He repeated it a few times but still, it didn’t make sense.? Knew of magic…boy did he but he was no shaman…but that much blood and power…for?? Just the thought alone made him nervous.? He wasn’t sure they could get her demon-fighting stuff but surely there was something in that bag that might become more helpful to get them in the crossing.? He had silver bullets but they were more for killing him and his kind…not demons.? He didn’t go to church not cause he was afraid, but because of the number of men he had killed…he was by no means worthy of church. ? Tag -Chase, Callie, Flynn, Sicilien, Etienne, Charity (jumping in ),???
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Re: High Moon Tales. Tales of the Wicked West.
(Callie Carson)
Callie shook off the sand and looked to Chase as he demanded answers. She looked over the group then turned to him.
"I can tell you what I know," she said. "Contact was lost with Miller's crossing. Flynn and I were sent to find out what happened. Based on what we've seen here, I'd say what we're dealing with is a demonic force. Some of the folks here in Bendo have been possessed by evil entities. Some of what we are seeing are demonic minions. They've used magic to try and keep us from reaching Miller's crossing. We believe drinking water from the town will make you forget about Miller's crossing.
"We can hold out here for a while, but if this continues we will need to get to the church," Callie said. "Holy ground is the only place we can truly be safe on. I have weapons to fight these things but they are all back in my hotel room."
She produced six bullets from her gunbelt which she loaded into one of her revolvers. "These are silver and blessed. They can kill minor demons. This is all I'm carrying on my person."
She looked around at the group, waiting for reactions.
( - Flynn)
"Other than what Miz Carson just told you," Flynn said, as he finished buttoning his shirt, "the only thing I can add is that our -contact in Miller's Crossing - Old Ben - ended up here, in bad shape and raving 'they all dead!', and dropped dead on us shortly after we found him."? The pookah shook the sand out of his boots and began pulling them on.? "Personally, I think we need to get out of this town as soon as possible.? Whoever - or whatever - we're up against is holding all of the cards here.? Not to mention the water.? I don't know about you folks, but sooner or later we're gonna be gettin' mighty thirsty. And my tricks won't work on whatever's goin' on with that water."
"As for the church, well..." Flynn looked apologetically to Callie, "if we hole up there, I'm not going to be a lot of use.? The church and my kind may not be enemies, but we're not exactly friends either. I won't be able to shift or create any illusions if I'm on church ground. So I'd think twice on that option."
"In the meantime, I really need to rest." The pookah yawned and stretched wearily.? "That little dust up used up a lot of my glamour and I need to recharge."? Looking around the sheriff's office, his eyes settled on a bench set against the wall with no windows.? Actually it wasn't the windows that bothered him so much as the iron bars built into them.? And the bars on the cells at the back of the office.? Stretching out on the bench, Flynn pulled his hat down over his eyes.? "Wake me up when some shit happens or when we're ready to go."? With that he promptly fell into a deep sleep, his breathing slow and regular.
[Sicilien]
Well, there ya have it, Sicilien thought,?I guess there is no issue talking about stuff in front of the sheriff.? Or perhaps the wrinkled fleabag didn't have any interest in their conversation, shambling off to do whatever it is that sheriffs do on nights like this.? The important thing is that they were all safe and in one piece, if not a bit more worse for the wear, .? This whole day was crazy from the get-go and if this was going to continue, which it seemed like it's going to based on what everyone is saying, that they truly needed to take advantage of the time they had to rest, but he had some burning questions that needed to be answered if he was going to cooperate with this troupe.
"What I want to know is what's so special about this...Miller's Crossing...that none of us can get to it," he wondered aloud, looking over everyone as they all settled into their own corners.? "And what this gathering of five is, and why I'm one of them.??? Don't know if any of you already hold familiarity betwixt each other, but I ain't never met any of you before, and I fly solo most of the time."? Making a small 'tch' sound as he scratched his chin with Yuki, Sicilien went back to thoroughly cleaning her muzzle.? His attention turned to Chase who was tending to their mysterious lady friend who seemed to have gotten buffeted the worst out of all of them, having been previously knocked unconscious by that tub of lard who called himself 'Jethro.'? His impromptu partner seemed quite keen on this female seeing as how protective he was over her back at the bar.? He could've sworn he'd seen her somewhere before but not only was she half-hidden by Chase's body, she was also turned away from them.? Maybe he was hallucinating.? After all, it's been who knows how long and at this point it better stay good and buried.? "I'm here for one reason, and one reason only.? Whoever or whatever it is trying to keep me from my bounty there is going to have hell to pay."
"Anyway, that's also going to be a 'no' from me on shacking up at a church.? 'Sides, have you even been in one at night?? Super creepy, I tell you.? I'd half expect to be attacked by a demon than saved by a so-called angel," Sicilien added, scrunching his nose at the mere thought of staying in one of those so called holy buildings.? It was too stuffy, too orderly, too gospel-y and too religious.? Being in one of those places made his skin crawl something unnatural and the one and only time he's actually been inside one, it felt like his feet were walking on pins and needles.? In a very uncharacteristic gesture, he wrapped his arms around him and shivered, shaking his head as if he was trying to throw something off.? Then, as if that didn't happen, he twirled Yuki with one hand and slotted her back into the holster on his right thigh, turning his attention to Amano now.? "No, no, no, no.? No churches."? Keeping silent after that, Sicilien worked on getting the rest of his guns cleaned, re-holstering the other revolved and finishing off the as-of-yet-to-be-named sniper rifle.? Just like the others, he was quite bushed and wasn't as keen on having too long of a conversation.
"Perhaps, we should just sleep on it.? Don't know what tomorrow'll bring, so I think I'mma follow our horse-y friend here," he said, snorting a bit, then leaned the chair backward so that it balanced on just two of its wooden legs, keeping the balance with his heels.? Tipping his hat over his face, he hugged the rifle to his chest and closed his eyes, drifting off into his own la-la land.
Etienne
Etienne listened to the conversation go on around her. She had already made up her mind. None of this had anything to do with her. She didn’t know any of these people. She didn’t work for the company they all apparently worked for. Some how she had been sucked into this.?
Yes she knew what she had to do. She just needed to bide her time to do it.?
(Chase) ?Chase would keep an eye on Etienne. ?“I will take first watch till sun-up then we are going to have to try to make our way to Miller’s Crossing…all of us!” ?He had something he needed to get from there…freedom..in whatever form it came. “We talked to one of the creatures vessels in the town we just left.? It stated that the group of five…he looked around the room would be delayed until its power spread…after that, there would be no stopping it. ?“This…” ?he gestured to the townspeople and the sandstorm is a delay. ?“I am not a hero, but I will be damned if I let some faceless entity take over my life or my existence.? We need to keep moving since no one wants to hold up in the church and the chance of surviving without water is slim at best.” ?He didn’t trust the woman not to rabbit so he put a chair in front of the door and he sat off to the side with his two side arms and his knife.? He started with cleaning his guns and thinking of some direction to go in that would get them closer to Miller’s Crossing in the morning. ‘Everyone’s dead!’ ?He repeated it a few times but still, it didn’t make sense.? Knew of magic…boy did he but he was no shaman…but that much blood and power…for?? Just the thought alone made him nervous.? He wasn’t sure they could get her demon-fighting stuff but surely there was something in that bag that might become more helpful to get them in the crossing.? He had silver bullets but they were more for killing him and his kind…not demons.? He didn’t go to church not cause he was afraid, but because of the number of men he had killed…he was by no means worthy of church. ? Tag -Chase, Callie, Flynn, Sicilien, Etienne, Charity (jumping in ),???
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Re: The Door Between Two Worlds [Roue and Rabbit] (closed)
[Roue]
Roue's tongue felt like fire against Rabbit's cooler skin.? Had he a sober mind, perhaps he would have questioned it, but not right now and not when his companion was so eager to continue.? The sighs and gasps that came out of the other's mouth only served to egg him on, but before he had a chance to continue, his own neck got some attention before he was pushed back down onto the bed.? Not one to resist in that moment, his hands snaked their way up Rabbit's thighs, kneading and squeezing the soft flesh as his fingers moving closer and closer inward.? As new music started wafting through the air, this time one without the alien language, the elf watched as Rabbit teasingly gyrated over him, half gasping, half moaning at the friction felt between them.? It was all he could do not to rip all their clothes off and take his new bed mate then and there.
Such as it was, watching Rabbit was also completely hypnotizing.? Their gazes never waved from each other as the other boy stripped off the upper half of his body, revealing the pale skin beneath.? So pale in fact that Roue even thought it was made out of marble.? Wanting to touch the flesh, if not to make sure that it was indeed real, his hands left Rabbit's thighs and moved up, starting at his hip bones.? His touch was light at first, gingerly gliding his fingertips over the surface.? As fact lorded over fiction and he proved to himself that what he was touching was a living, breathing being, the elf's contact became harder and more pressing.? It was electrifying to feel how those muscles moved as Rabbit's movements became more sensual, more mystical as the music that he danced to took on a more wistful, longing tone.? It became even more so as the shorter boy stood up, removing the tight pants and discarding them to the floor, promptly lowering back down onto the elf's quite urgent and insistent need, straining against their own bonds.? No, no, this won't do at all.? Not when such a delectable fare was all but nearly naked before him when he was still fully clothed.? It was not fair, not fair at all and so the elf was going to rectify this serious transgression.
Without further adieu, Roue aggressively flipped them over so that he was on top now, hovering over the youthful boy beneath him who had already began helping the elf out of his clothes.? Not wanting to waste any more time, Roue wiggled the rest of it off, his hunger for greater skin on skin contact evident as he stood fully erect, cloaked in nothing but thin air, his hair falling over his back like a waterfall.? All that stood between them now was Rabbit's last article of clothing, the silken fabric that barely held the other's growing arousal.? Licking his lips like a wolf ready to pounce on its prey, the elf reached between Rabbit's legs and cupped his mound, rolling his palm over the cock and balls as he used his middle finger to press up into Rabbit's perineum, making slow, circling motions as he continued rubbing.
"<You know, the last thing left between you and me is just this,>" the taller boy murmured, bending down to nibble on the other's ear.? Wanting to drive the youth beneath him completely and totally mad, he moved to nibbling on his jaw, brushing his lips against the jutting adam's apple.? Then, using his tongue, Roue made a trail up from Rabbit's throat to his mouth, using his tongue to lap at his lips.? "<C'mon, open up...let me in...>"
(Rabbit)
Rabbit wasn't surprised when Roue abruptly flipped him onto his back and then hovered over him even as the elf shed the rest of his clothing.? The little vampire had, after all, been doing everything in his power to get the handsome elf worked into a frenzy and so the aggressive move was actually welcome.? As was the feeling of deliciously Roue's warm body as he lay naked on top of him. And the feel of the elf's fingers as they cupped his undies-covered groin and teased at the sensitive place between his legs had him whimpering and writhing under the larger youth on the bed.
But then Roue began nibbling and licking around Rabbit's neck once again... which the elf had unfortunately no way of knowing was _major_ foreplay for a vampire.? Rabbit moaned with a mix of pleasure and dismay... pleasure at the arousal he was experiencing but dismay at how that arousal was causing his fangs to emerge even further, growing sharper and more prominent and more difficult to conceal.? And then Roue began probing at the little vampire's closed lips coaxingly, urging them to part for deeper more passionate kissing. Which would risk almost certain discovery by the elf of his little bed-partner's true nature. ?
"Mmm-uh, mmm-uh," Rabbit murmured, keeping his lips tightly closed as he desperately tried to think of a way to distract the handsome elf from his goal. Reaching down, the little vampire squirmed beneath Roue as he tugged his silken panty-like underwear down and off, leaving him now totally naked beneath his aggressively amorous guest. He then managed to twist and squirm until he was on his belly, with his pertly rounded butt now pushed up and back, the elf's hot and thoroughly hard cock nestled along the cleft between his cheeks.
"M-maybe you'd like to, you know, f-fuck me instead?" Rabbit said, his voice husky and hopeful, trying to keep his face half-buried in a pillow, hoping between that and the dim lighting in the room that Roue wouldn't see his fangs.? And he desperately needed to be fucked.? Aroused as he was, it was the only thing that could keep him from giving way and tasting the blood whose scent he still vividly remembered.? "P-please?" he begged, pressing his needy bottom up invitingly. ?
Tag - Roue
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Re: Port Vega: The Real Test Begins.
(Harrison / Chord)
The dawn broke with the usual duality between fog and sun fighting for mastery of the morning.? The reds,
yellows and oranges of the early morning sunrise arose over the compound giving way
to bright blue skies and the sounds of birds chirping in the distance. The sun dappled shade over the tree to shine sporadic
cascades of sunlight upon the building and in through the various
windows.?
?It was a lovely morning. The
clouds bursting forth coating the dusky morning sky. The day was warm for the
season and the sun bright sky contained enough clouds to make a child happy to
watch the shapes within them.
?The sound of Harrison’s black stiletto knee boots rung out
through the hall as she moved to classroom B. As she came in, Chord stood
standing at the sideboard along the back wall that was filled with all kinds of
assorted breakfast food, meats, pastries and juices. His plate was loaded with eggs, bacon and potatoes. A very large tumbler of coffee beside him.
?“Hungry,” Harrison said as she
moved to get a cup of tea.
?“Always,” Chord said. “Besides
you know how fast my metabolism is.”
?”I do,” she said coming to sit
at the end of the conference table, directly across from him. She was quiet as she regarded him over her
mug.
“What’s on you mind Harry.” Chord
said as he ate his eggs.
“滨谤别濒补苍诲.”
He sighed and put his fork down. Looking up at her, he could see the question in hers and she could see the apprehension in his. “I
know.?She did not come home last night until about an hour ago.”
“Did you talk to her.” Harrison
asked.?
He shook his head. “When I tried she
simply told me she would shower and be here by 8 am.”
“It’s 7.” Harrison said?
And just then simultaneously in all
the bedroom the alarms went off.
“Good morning recruits.” The sound
of the soft feminine Computer voice said. “ Please dress in the clothing
provided for you.” The clothing today being simple black jeans and a black
t-shirt, black socks and sneakers. “Retrieve the messenger bag on the hook by
the door and report to Classroom B. Breakfast will be provide for you there.
You have one hour.”
(Kat)
Kat had left Brandon's bedroom the night before. She had never thought that her very first time would have been so good. It had been a bit late when she had gone to bed but she had had a god six hours so, she felt pretty good. Her dreams though, those brought a blush to her cheeks. She wanted to go to Brandon's room to make sure he was up nut thought better of it. They probably already knew what they had done. Still better to not give them to much. ? ?The alarm had gone off and she dragged herself out of bed. A quick shower, a protein drink and a Gatorade. She looked at the clothing that had been provided. All black. Interesting. It reminded her a little as to what She used to wear. She dressed, put her hair up in a pony, grabbed the messenger bag and off she went.? ? ?It didn't take her long to find classroom B. She could smell the food. As she entered she noticed Harrison and Chord. She put the messenger bag over her shower and moved to the breakfast spread. As she did she spoke. "Morning Mr. Harrison, Mr. Chord." Her tone was light and friendly. As if the previous day had not even happened. After she grabbed her food she looked to the two of them. "Is there a particular place you would like me to sit?"
?(Brandon) ?Brandon enjoyed having Kat as his lover.? Not expected but definitely…needed on so many levels.? He wasn’t worried about being seen.? This place was a virtual ‘Big Brother’ project.? They had already demoted him so what was left?? Kicking him off the team.? He might not put it passed them.? He didn’t want her to get but she still had her place to protect, so he got it.?
She told him they would work things out together so he was at least hopeful.? He rested and was up at six.? He got in his workout, his normal body and his powers he didn’t leave his room.?
He wasn’t ready to face either of them just yet.
<<“Good morning recruits.” The sound of the soft feminine Computer voice said. “ Please dress in the clothing provided for you.” The clothing today being simple black jeans and a black t-shirt, black socks and sneakers. “Retrieve the messenger bag on the hook by the door and report to Classroom B. Breakfast will be provided for you there. You have one hour.”>>
When the message came through he was sitting on the table and the times in the room were floating around him everything including him was about three feet off the floor.?
He kept it all in perfect arrangement.?
He had Harrison to thank for that. She had always been there for him.?
Tough as nails but she helped him deal with ‘dad’.? So this demotion…was partly her idea he was sure.? He couldn’t be angry with her, she wanted the best and right now that simply was not him.? It was true.
He showered and dressed.? He felt better despite what anyone thought.? He grabbed his book bag and sent Kat a text.? <<Miss you! ?*winks*>>?
With the bookbag on, he closed the door and feel over the rail and flipped before landing on the floor.? He hit the ground in a three-point stance and stood back up and headed to the Classroom.? He walked in.?
“Good morning everyone, isn’t it a lovely morning?”??He smirked the phrase from one of his favorite comedies came to mind and he didn’t finish the rest as he made his plate that was easily similar to his father’s he sat down, prayed and started to eat.? He was good with not being the leader today.? He was wondering how Ireland was doing.? He texted her. ?<<Where you at boo?>> ?
He could never be mad at her for long and this…this wasn’t her fault so he couldn’t be made with her at all.? He was mad with himself and she just happened to be the mirror at the time…that was all.?
He loved her!
(Gen) The alarm woke Gen up.? It took the androgyne a moment to realize that he wasn't in his own room. Or his own bed.? And that he wasn't alone in that bed.? This was Kites' room, he remembered.? And it was Kites' deliciously warm and naked body he was snuggled up with.? And Kites' feathery wing that was covering them.? He blinked, then grinned as he remembered what they'd done. And how wonderful it had all felt.? "Wake up, sleepyhead," Gen said, nudging the other boy in the side. "We're being summoned."? He listened to the announcement, then winced at the amount of time.? When the announcement finished, he looked to Kites apologetically.? "I'd love to stay and take another shower with you, Kites, but I don't think we'd make it out of the room."? He snickered and kissed the winged youth playfully on the lips.? "I'll see you in the class room, okay?" Gen hopped out of bed and quickly gathered up his clothes. Which were still filthy from the previous day's training session.? "Ewwww!" he said, making a face as he rolled them up into a bundle so that he could carry them under his arm. "Gonna need to find out how laundry works here." "Thanks for having some sex with me, Kites.? It felt fantastic!"? The naked androgyne paused long enough at the door to push himself up on his toes to give the other boy a goodbye kiss.? "And I definitely want to do some more.? Maybe next time we can try anal sex.? I've heard it can feel _really_ good." With that, Gen slipped out of the room and headed back to his own room, his bundled clothes under one arm and carrying his muddy boots with the other.? Being naked didn't bother the androgyne, having spent a lot of time that way during his growing up in the lab.? He did remember though that he'd been taught that being clothed around others was the norm for social conditions around people, so he hurried the rest of the way until he was back in his room once again. He took a quick shower, or at least as quick a one as he could manage. The pleasant feeling of water running down his body brought back memories of how good being with Kites had felt, of having the other boy's warm body rubbing against his own. It took an effort for him to finish the shower without masturbating, but he finally managed it and stepped out to dry off. The all-black clothes that had been provided fit well enough, but were not as finely tailored as the other outfit was. He posed, turning in front of the mirror to get a look at himself.? It would have to do, he decided.? He briefly thought about switching to female mode but decided against it. He'd be seeing Kites again soon, and he knew the other boy preferred him in boy-mode.? Picking up the messenger bag, he left the room and headed for Classroom B. "Good morning, Mister Chord, Ms. Harrison," he said upon seeing them when he entered the room. He nodded as respectfully as he could manage, trying not to let the previous day's humiliations set him off on the wrong foot.? "Hi Brandon, hi Kat," he added as he headed for where the food was laid out and waiting.? It seemed okay to address Brandon by his name now, given that apparently the man was no longer team leader.? It felt strange though.? He wasn't used to such abrupt changes in social structure and wasn't sure what it meant. ? The androgyne filled his plate with scrambled eggs, hash browns, sausage, slices of ham, toast, then took a second plate and loaded it up with pastries. Balancing the two plates with one arm, he used the other to fill a large glass with orange juice and then carried the whole lot to a vacant desk where he set them down and proceeded to dig in hungrily. Between the previous day's grueling training and the evening's friskier activities, Gen was famished. As he ate, he wondered what today's training would bring. He also wondered what Kites might want to do afterwards.? He wondered if the other boy had enjoyed what they'd done as much as he had. And if he'd want to do more.? Would Kites like to try him as a girl?? Or maybe Ireland might be interested in him as a boy?? There were so many possibilities, Gen realized as he munched on some toast.? So many things to explore.
TAG:?Posting Order: Kat, Brandon, Gen, Kites, Mia, Ireland, Chord
and Harrison
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Re: High Moon Tales. Tales of the Wicked West.
(Chase)
Chase noticed her stirring, he moved to make sure she was
ok.? Checking her pulse he had laid her
on the cot, he kept eye on the sheriff he had helped them to escape but to what
end.? They had to fight a siege from a
jail.? Fun, done that before…sucked so
wasn’t in a hurry to do it again.? Seeing
the other man run in butt naked from being outside made him smirk more than
anything.? He was glad his
transformations at least left him in pants…most of the time.? He watched his new partner in crime try to
remove the excess sand from his body, then his guns only to sit down and start
cleaning them.? ‘Smart man we will
probably have to use them soon.
“She will be fine, good strong heart.. stubborn as hell
too.? So she will be ok.”? He replied as he looked at her turn to face
the wall.? “Sucks for a first meeting…glad
you were there though…thank you!”? He got
out as he looked over the others.? He
noticed Etienne wasn’t particularly happy to see him.? He on the other hand, found himself glad to
see her…alive that is.? He just couldn’t
help being drawn to her, even if she wanted nothing to do with him.
“So we need to talk!? What
the hell is really going on and why can’t we get to Miller’s Crossing?”? Chase just put it out there, it should have
simply been a stage ride from morning to dusk and he should have been there a
couple of days ago.? So what was the deal
and if everyone there was supposed to be there…or not if Amy was to be
considered correct what was the deal with each one gathered here.? Someone was playing some kind of game with
their lives and damnit he wanted out of it!!?
“Anyone?!?”? He simply wanted
answers
(Callie Carson)
Callie shook off the sand and looked to Chase as he demanded answers. She looked over the group then turned to him.
"I can tell you what I know," she said. "Contact was lost with Miller's crossing. Flynn and I were sent to find out what happened. Based on what we've seen here, I'd say what we're dealing with is a demonic force. Some of the folks here in Bendo have been possessed by evil entities. Some of what we are seeing are demonic minions. They've used magic to try and keep us from reaching Miller's crossing. We believe drinking water from the town will make you forget about Miller's crossing.
"We can hold out here for a while, but if this continues we will need to get to the church," Callie said. "Holy ground is the only place we can truly be safe on. I have weapons to fight these things but they are all back in my hotel room."
She produced six bullets from her gunbelt which she loaded into one of her revolvers. "These are silver and blessed. They can kill minor demons. This is all I'm carrying on my person."
She looked around at the group, waiting for reactions.
( - Flynn)
"Other than what Miz Carson just told you," Flynn said, as he finished buttoning his shirt, "the only thing I can add is that our -contact in Miller's Crossing - Old Ben - ended up here, in bad shape and raving 'they all dead!', and dropped dead on us shortly after we found him."? The pookah shook the sand out of his boots and began pulling them on.? "Personally, I think we need to get out of this town as soon as possible.? Whoever - or whatever - we're up against is holding all of the cards here.? Not to mention the water.? I don't know about you folks, but sooner or later we're gonna be gettin' mighty thirsty. And my tricks won't work on whatever's goin' on with that water."
"As for the church, well..." Flynn looked apologetically to Callie, "if we hole up there, I'm not going to be a lot of use.? The church and my kind may not be enemies, but we're not exactly friends either. I won't be able to shift or create any illusions if I'm on church ground. So I'd think twice on that option."
"In the meantime, I really need to rest." The pookah yawned and stretched wearily.? "That little dust up used up a lot of my glamour and I need to recharge."? Looking around the sheriff's office, his eyes settled on a bench set against the wall with no windows.? Actually it wasn't the windows that bothered him so much as the iron bars built into them.? And the bars on the cells at the back of the office.? Stretching out on the bench, Flynn pulled his hat down over his eyes.? "Wake me up when some shit happens or when we're ready to go."? With that he promptly fell into a deep sleep, his breathing slow and regular.
[Sicilien]
Well, there ya have it, Sicilien thought, I guess there is no issue talking about stuff in front of the sheriff.? Or perhaps the wrinkled fleabag didn't have any interest in their conversation, shambling off to do whatever it is that sheriffs do on nights like this.? The important thing is that they were all safe and in one piece, if not a bit more worse for the wear, .? This whole day was crazy from the get-go and if this was going to continue, which it seemed like it's going to based on what everyone is saying, that they truly needed to take advantage of the time they had to rest, but he had some burning questions that needed to be answered if he was going to cooperate with this troupe.
"What I want to know is what's so special about this...Miller's Crossing...that none of us can get to it," he wondered aloud, looking over everyone as they all settled into their own corners.? "And what this gathering of five is, and why I'm one of them.??? Don't know if any of you already hold familiarity betwixt each other, but I ain't never met any of you before, and I fly solo most of the time."? Making a small 'tch' sound as he scratched his chin with Yuki, Sicilien went back to thoroughly cleaning her muzzle.? His attention turned to Chase who was tending to their mysterious lady friend who seemed to have gotten buffeted the worst out of all of them, having been previously knocked unconscious by that tub of lard who called himself 'Jethro.'? His impromptu partner seemed quite keen on this female seeing as how protective he was over her back at the bar.? He could've sworn he'd seen her somewhere before but not only was she half-hidden by Chase's body, she was also turned away from them.? Maybe he was hallucinating.? After all, it's been who knows how long and at this point it better stay good and buried.? "I'm here for one reason, and one reason only.? Whoever or whatever it is trying to keep me from my bounty there is going to have hell to pay."
"Anyway, that's also going to be a 'no' from me on shacking up at a church.? 'Sides, have you even been in one at night?? Super creepy, I tell you.? I'd half expect to be attacked by a demon than saved by a so-called angel," Sicilien added, scrunching his nose at the mere thought of staying in one of those so called holy buildings.? It was too stuffy, too orderly, too gospel-y and too religious.? Being in one of those places made his skin crawl something unnatural and the one and only time he's actually been inside one, it felt like his feet were walking on pins and needles.? In a very uncharacteristic gesture, he wrapped his arms around him and shivered, shaking his head as if he was trying to throw something off.? Then, as if that didn't happen, he twirled Yuki with one hand and slotted her back into the holster on his right thigh, turning his attention to Amano now.? "No, no, no, no.? No churches."? Keeping silent after that, Sicilien worked on getting the rest of his guns cleaned, re-holstering the other revolved and finishing off the as-of-yet-to-be-named sniper rifle.? Just like the others, he was quite bushed and wasn't as keen on having too long of a conversation.
"Perhaps, we should just sleep on it.? Don't know what tomorrow'll bring, so I think I'mma follow our horse-y friend here," he said, snorting a bit, then leaned the chair backward so that it balanced on just two of its wooden legs, keeping the balance with his heels.? Tipping his hat over his face, he hugged the rifle to his chest and closed his eyes, drifting off into his own la-la land.
Etienne
Etienne listened to the conversation go on around her. She had already made up her mind. None of this had anything to do with her. She didn’t know any of these people. She didn’t work for the company they all apparently worked for. Some how she had been sucked into this.?
Yes she knew what she had to do. She just needed to bide her time to do it.?
Tag -Chase, Callie, Flynn, Sicilien, Etienne, Charity (jumping in ),?
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Re: Blood Bonds: Family Ties
(Draven)Draven looked at Anais for a moment and blinked as she suddenly opened up with a flood of questions.? He made mental note of each one as he let her finish.? "Wow, okay.? I guess you do.? Let me start with a simple one, my mother is still alive, but I believe my father is no longer.? As to what happened to him, I am not sure.? I just know that I stopped feeling his bond a few years ago.
"A family hierarchy, well not exactly.? I mean we aren't like werewolves where we have an alpha and next in line sort of stuff, but there are Princes, or Ladies, who run different covens.? I believe Prince Balan is the current Prince of my families coven.? The different Princes or Ladies are selected from age and blood lines.? Prince Balan's blood line is a few ages older than my families.? I think he is the last of his line, so if he ever perishes, then the leadership of the coven would fall to my families blood line with the oldest being make the Prince or Lady depending.
"As far as I know I do not have any sisters.? As for (Insert Brother's name, I can't remember) and I getting along.? I have always tried to be a civil little brother, but there were times when I felt resentment from him.? So yes, I guess.? Granted we are older now and he may be different.? Yes, you may speak to him.? I don't see why you can not.? Just read him first and see what kind of mood he is in.? If he is in a state of anger, then everyone knows to stay away from him.
"Why do I live so far from home?? Well, I like the country side.? I like the openness and my family likes the city.? The also have a strong coven tie to their estate.? Most know where it is and it is easy for them to get to.
"Etiquette, questions and things not to say.? As for etiquette, just do as you were brought up to do.? Be the lady you are and everything else will be fine.? Questions, well follow your instinct.? If you feel like it is something you shouldn't ask, then don't....werewolves.? Don't bring up werewolves and the treaties. There are still elders who feel that they should be wiped from the earth.? As for the subject of humans...I know that you are half...but there are those who feel that humans should remain our slaves.? I will steer you clear of those elders who may try and find you unclean.? Okay, I think I have answered the questions you fired off."? He said just as they arrived at the taylor shop.
Anais
“Too many. I’m sorry.” She said “my father always said I was too curious for my own good.” She said with a smile. “I just do not want to embarrass you. And truth be told, I have always felt a bit uncomfortable around vampires. Since I am part human, I always felt as if they look down there noses at me. And when some have been cruel to me, as much as I have wanted to say something, Anything to defend myself. However I was always told remember my training. So many times I simply took the cruelty. as to not disgrace my father. I just like to know what I was walking into so that I do not disgrace you. “
They arrived at the tailor then. “Do you know how many dresses I will need?”
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Re: A Pirates Life (Khadashee and Draven)
(Draven)As he rolled off of her he realized that she wasn't with him on what just happened.? He had misread her cues and now felt bad for taking advantage of her.? He didn't know what else to do so rolled on his side to wait for her to return.? Once she had he did the same and then carried to the window to dump it out into the sea.
He stood there for a moment looking out and sighed.? This was a bad idea.? He loved her, but at the same time felt he was putting them both in danger going with her like this.? He was at a loss now and simple placed the chamber pot behind the screen before starting to dress himself, not knowing what to say.
Khadashee
Khadashee was trying to get her bearings. Her stomach was in knots. The fear was so strong. “hey handsome,” she said as She turned to him with a smile and then she saw his face.
“I have upset you didn’t I?” She said nipping in her bottom lip. “I am sorry my captain. I am sorry that past has come to affect you in the manner that it has. If you want to leave me, I will understand,” she said wringing her hands.
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Re: Blood Bonds: Family Ties
“Yes of course. I would like to know everything. Do you have any sisters? Why do you live so far from home? Is there a family hierarchy? Do you and your brother get along? Are your parents still alive? Is there any kind of etiquette I should know about? Things I should not say? Questions I should not ask? Am I allowed to talk to your brother?” She said in rapid fire. “I mean that is if it is okay to ask these things."??She still had so many questions but she figured she would calm down for now.
(Draven)
Draven looked at Anais for a moment and blinked as she suddenly opened up with a flood of questions.? He made mental note of each one as he let her finish.? "Wow, okay.? I guess you do.? Let me start with a simple one, my mother is still alive, but I believe my father is no longer.? As to what happened to him, I am not sure.? I just know that I stopped feeling his bond a few years ago.
"A family hierarchy, well not exactly.? I mean we aren't like werewolves where we have an alpha and next in line sort of stuff, but there are Princes, or Ladies, who run different covens.? I believe Prince Balan is the current Prince of my families coven.? The different Princes or Ladies are selected from age and blood lines.? Prince Balan's blood line is a few ages older than my families.? I think he is the last of his line, so if he ever perishes, then the leadership of the coven would fall to my families blood line with the oldest being make the Prince or Lady depending.
"As far as I know I do not have any sisters.? As for (Insert Brother's name, I can't remember) and I getting along.? I have always tried to be a civil little brother, but there were times when I felt resentment from him.? So yes, I guess.? Granted we are older now and he may be different.? Yes, you may speak to him.? I don't see why you can not.? Just read him first and see what kind of mood he is in.? If he is in a state of anger, then everyone knows to stay away from him.
"Why do I live so far from home?? Well, I like the country side.? I like the openness and my family likes the city.? The also have a strong coven tie to their estate.? Most know where it is and it is easy for them to get to.
"Etiquette, questions and things not to say.? As for etiquette, just do as you were brought up to do.? Be the lady you are and everything else will be fine.? Questions, well follow your instinct.? If you feel like it is something you shouldn't ask, then don't....werewolves.? Don't bring up werewolves and the treaties. There are still elders who feel that they should be wiped from the earth.? As for the subject of humans...I know that you are half...but there are those who feel that humans should remain our slaves.? I will steer you clear of those elders who may try and find you unclean.? Okay, I think I have answered the questions you fired off."? He said just as they arrived at the taylor shop.
Tag: Anais
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