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Post by rowena on Feb 13, 2007 16:29:24 GMT -5
Man was she hot. Rocco, better known as Zephyr, was being pathetically perverted. He was staring at a female Lazuli member's derriere. Apple's derriere in fact. It was sick, as some might say, but he was content to stare and stare. He did not care if she looked back at him, caught him staring at her. He would have liked that, actually.
Oh, great, he thought to himself as a huge gust of wind hit him painfully in his face, along with some snow. He and his other Lazuli gang members were making their way to the Collective Headquarters. The process was taking forever, in Zephyr's opinion, and he was just about ready to kill someone out of frustration...
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Post by Uni on Feb 13, 2007 16:38:52 GMT -5
Cascada kicked up snow in an effort to make it easier for herself to keep going. Damn Snow. Damn Collective. Damn Traveling by foot. She fingered a ring in an effort to get her mind off the snow. It was spring! Why the hell was there still snow!? Growling, she tried to move a bit faster, but the snow didn't allow her to... Damn it.
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Post by rowena on Feb 13, 2007 16:46:25 GMT -5
Zephyr raked a few fingers through his hair then put a poofy hood over his head in order to warm up his ears. He decided to talk to Apple, be forward and see how she'd react to it. A game of a sort. A fun game, because he was sure to win either way.
He placed his hand on her elbow, then smiled down at her slyly. "Cold, are we?" His gaze traveled from her eyes to her chest.
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Post by Uni on Feb 13, 2007 16:56:36 GMT -5
She frowned at him, then kicked him in the shin, and continued walking. If it was a game, she wasn't about to loose. She'd played the same game over and over again before now. Did it look like she'd ever lost? She continued to walk through the snow. If only she'd worn something other than her normal clothing. It might have helped. And the small pack on her back was way heavier than was allowed for it's size.
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Post by rowena on Feb 13, 2007 17:10:27 GMT -5
Rocco cursed loudly, stopping where he was to massage his leg. Tears had welled in his eyes from the pain. Out of all the places to be kicked, the shin, he thought, was the worse possible place. Yes, even worse than the groin.
A snickering could be heard from above his head and then he suddenly felt the weight of his dragon landing on his shoulder.
Serves you right, Zephyr, he said.
"Shut up."
Rocco caught back up with Cascada, using a different approach this time. "Sorry," he said, sounding sincere, though his eyes lacked the emotion; they looked more apathetic and indifferent.
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Post by Uni on Feb 13, 2007 17:15:02 GMT -5
She flicked her hand at him, and one of her rings caught him a glancing blow to the nose. A very small cut appeared on the side of it. Did he think she really believed him? "I'll kick you again." She brought the ring up to her finger, and licked the blood from it, before grimacing. "I've tasted sweeter blood before."
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Post by rowena on Feb 13, 2007 17:19:45 GMT -5
Rocco's eyes were slits and he wiped the blood from his nose. The dragon snickered and flew around their heads. Rocco muttered an insult under his breath and healed his nose with simple magic. "I'll find a way to get you, Sweet Apple," he said.
Dear Sweet Apple.. look out! shouted the dragon, then zoomed into the air.
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Post by Avi on Feb 13, 2007 17:22:50 GMT -5
((-is laughing hysterically-))
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Post by Uni on Feb 13, 2007 17:24:02 GMT -5
"Sweet Apple Oh Sweet Apple. Apple I may be, Sweet I may be not." She informed him. "Try your best. I've played before. I enjoy a game or two." She smiled that echoed his eyes. Her lips curled, but there was no warmth to it. That was a pity, as warmth would have been welcomed.
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Post by rowena on Feb 13, 2007 17:29:12 GMT -5
((When did Avi come in? oO lol))
Rocco just smiled darkly at Cascada, his eyes flashing with a desire almost irrepressible. He wanted to have her right then and there, but a few things stopped him. Like the fact that it was cold, and that he was trying to learn more self control, being part of the Lazuli and all.
"Don't under estimate me, Apple. I may be young, but..." He laughed. "I'll let you use your imagination to finish that." He was now walking beside her, matching her steps so that they were in sync.
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Post by Avi on Feb 13, 2007 17:30:16 GMT -5
((-is laughing harder-))
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Post by Uni on Feb 13, 2007 17:38:11 GMT -5
"And I may look young, little boy, but I'm not so young as you may think." Her teeth clicked shut, and she smiled again at him, her head tilting to one side. "I've got more than rings if you want to dance." She skipped ahead, making sure she could still here the crunch of his feet in the snow. She wanted to know where he was at all times.
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Post by rowena on Feb 13, 2007 17:46:35 GMT -5
((*pokes Avi* What is so darn funny?))
Little boy? He was a killer! He'd ought to have told her that. Rocco scoffed and shook his head, fine by him that he was staying behind. He decided to just gaze her glorious arse, daydreaming pervertedly abou just how he'd like to play with Cascada...
Hearing his thoughts, Carvet landed on Rocco's shoulder again, snickering insanely.
"We'll win," said Rocco softly to his dragon, rubbing behind the ears. "I'd like to see just how she plays."
Such fun! said the dragon, echoing his master's thoughts.
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Post by Uni on Feb 13, 2007 17:51:11 GMT -5
Ah, now Cascada remembered why her pack was so heavy. She was the persuader.. that was her job, and she was damn good at it. If this little boy wanted to play, and skip into the dance without knowing the steps, it was fine by her. She wasn't going to help, but she might change the steps so that it was more fun for her.
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Post by rowena on Feb 13, 2007 18:15:44 GMT -5
((Okay. I am having a bit of trouble roleplaying some jerk I'd like to kill... It's hard to be as forward as he is intended to be.))
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