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Post by Yeligar Maelstrom on Oct 11, 2009 22:02:47 GMT -5
"I am responsible for the heroes, they trusted in me , and if they die, then it is my fault to not saving them." He said, looking at her, with his good eye, "What makes your word better to trust than Trucido?"
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Post by Lady Elexa B'Shera on Oct 11, 2009 22:10:22 GMT -5
"Because while Trucido builds all alliances on lies and deception, I will only lie to protect."
Her words rang with truth.
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Post by Yeligar Maelstrom on Oct 11, 2009 22:14:50 GMT -5
"And how do I know that you will not lie to protect him or another Sumatas?" He said. He lit up a cigar, and looked at the dance floor.
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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on Oct 12, 2009 16:18:41 GMT -5
The announcer looked at a slip of paper and turned off all of the light on the dance floor. When a spot light lit up. Trucido was in a blue pinstripe suit, and his hair covered his face. He then raised his head and looked around.
"Now, on the dance floor is Trucido DeBlood, and Lilith, doing the Tango." The announcer said.
"Damnedblood" He said. He stuck out his hand, waiting for Lilith to grab it.
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Oct 12, 2009 17:24:05 GMT -5
*And the person who took his hand was not Lilith but Mark, well, it was his fist the slammed into his hand. Mark smirked.*
Mark: Heya bro, ready to dance? *it was an evil smirk, for he had positioned knives across his sleeves and when he found an opening he would kill Trucido. Dirty tactics but it'll work.*
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Post by Lady Elexa B'Shera on Oct 12, 2009 17:32:53 GMT -5
Elexa watched the floor as well.
"Because I do not protect causes I do not believe in completely."
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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on Oct 12, 2009 17:33:44 GMT -5
"What the hell?" He asked, as Mark filled in the spot. "What are you doing?"
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Oct 12, 2009 17:46:18 GMT -5
Mark: What do you mean, I'm your dance partner. I hope there is no problem with that?
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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on Oct 12, 2009 17:58:55 GMT -5
"No, my partner is Lilith." He said, "What did you do to her!?"
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Oct 12, 2009 18:10:28 GMT -5
Mark: I didn't do anything, she seemed pretty busy so I just thought I'd take her place, no one has been harmed. *he said, he was telling the truth.* So, are you just going to back away from a contest? You back away, you lose.
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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on Oct 12, 2009 18:45:27 GMT -5
"... well you did learn the woman part of this dance." He said as the music started to play. "Just remember, you took Lilith's spot willingly, so be prepare to become Lilith." He then reached down and grabbed Mark's ass. "Ooo, firm, but has some fat there. Very nice."
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Oct 12, 2009 18:51:24 GMT -5
*...THIS WAS NOT PART OF THE PLAN! Mark screamed out in his mind as the music started to play, luckily for him he had the ability to adapt to any circumstances.. even... taking the place of a women... this was going to be a long night...*
*Mark grabbed his shoulder and tightened his grip so he'd make a bruise.*
Mark: Thank you. *he growled out through his teeth.*
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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on Oct 12, 2009 19:05:14 GMT -5
"No problem, Dear." He said as he lead the movements, and he felt Mark tightening his hand on his shoulder "Marky-bear, that is my dipping arm, we can not win this if is sore. " He pressed his hand in the small of Mark's back and bringing him closer. "This is a dance of passion. The closer we are, the better we dance."
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Post by Lilith on Oct 12, 2009 19:09:43 GMT -5
There was laughter, there was cheering, and among all of the excitement there sat a pair of gold, glaring eyes; eyes that could kill if they got the chance to...a long and excruciatingly painful death.
Lilith's nails dug deeper into the small, leather purse she carried. She'd been told that Trucido was waiting eagerly for her outside of the theatre--of course, when she got there no one had been there to meet her.
Her eyes stayed on Mark the whole time she watched the dance. Trucido would get hell when he was done, oh you could bet on that.
And she wanted nothing more than to stab her nails into Mark's eyes when she got the chance.
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Oct 12, 2009 19:12:47 GMT -5
Yeah well as long as I can smell your breath we're to close.
*Mark forced a smile and kept dancing, it was awkward for the crowed, more awkward for him. But do not fear, for this was his plan all along, expect, he was kinda hoping for him to back off.*
Mark: Yes of course you're right, honey *he forced the last part.*
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