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Post by vincent on Sept 30, 2009 0:15:05 GMT -5
Vincent grinned widely as he gave Yeligar a wave, following shortly after Melanie down the path through the village.
"I'll see you in a bit! Take care!"
Vincent sighed as he caught up to Melanie, walking beside her and staring at the few houses that they passed, his eyebrows raising at those that were not destroyed.
"So...it's not really much for a town, is it? You said there's not very many of you folks out here?" he asked, trying to get some sort of conversation going.
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Post by lana on Sept 30, 2009 1:07:21 GMT -5
The older healer, her job done, left the room as her young and bubbly partner erupted into giggles at Yeligar's response again.
"Oh, I'm sure I could find you something much better than that..." she said, the same hand that had brushed his hair only a few moments ago now slid gently, slowly, down his neck and the middle of his chest, taking even more of its own sweet time as it moved ever downwards.
And away from all of this, the young Melanie responded simply to Vincent with, "There isn't. Probably less than one hundred of us. We have our well, we have a storage, and through that path past that old hut of a house is where we travel through to go to Purwater Pond."
She'd stopped walking for a moment, staring up at Vincent as though she were trying to read his mind through his skull.
"Do you live out here? I never asked why you were out here, or where you would have come from..." to her of course, he looked every inch like a foreigner. People from Unda typically weren't so...brown.
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Post by Yeligar Maelstrom on Sept 30, 2009 9:46:55 GMT -5
Yeligar became tensed but the medicine was taking effect in him. He was still nervous, but he said " Y-y-your are the healer... r-r-r-r-right?" He was sweating.
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Post by lana on Sept 30, 2009 12:21:52 GMT -5
The blonde nurse's finger slowed to a seductive walk along Yeligar's thigh then. She purred then as she said, "You know, I like the taste of a fine cigar myself. Have you got one for me down her to puff on a bit...?"
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Post by Yeligar Maelstrom on Sept 30, 2009 14:59:14 GMT -5
"..." Yeligar was basically paralyzed. He could not talked. A gentleman should not act like this. But I can not tell her that I must refuse her offer... or even move. At least my pants are on. he thought.
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Post by vincent on Sept 30, 2009 15:38:10 GMT -5
Vincent laughed as he responded, "Of course I don't live out here. I live here temporarily, like everywhere else I travel. I...usually can be found in Ignis, my homeland and all."
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Post by lana on Sept 30, 2009 17:05:30 GMT -5
"You wouldn't mind if I went exploring, would you...?"
Annnndd the nurse totally reached for the pants.
Melanie's eyebrows raised at Vincent as he answered, and she instantly responded by asking, "Ignis, huh? So, the things you were doing with your sword--you perform fire magic, do you?"
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Post by vincent on Oct 4, 2009 11:42:41 GMT -5
That same stupid grin spread across Vincent's face. Too much of a good opportunity to pass it up...too good.
"Ma'am, I perform expertly in many forms of magic, but fire is definitely not my greatest," he chuckled, raising his eyebrow as he spoke. This was bad, but something about it was also only too, too good.
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Post by lana on Oct 4, 2009 11:45:52 GMT -5
Melanie's high-pitched burst of a giggle could have meant two things: she was giddy and liked what she heard from Vincent, or she found him pathetically amusing.
Which was which was for him to find out as she stopped her pace before a small hut of a house, looking around to see if she could spot anyone else nearby in the area, and opened the door slowly with a creak.
"Is that so? You wouldn't mind showing the curious lady, would you?"
She stepped slowly inside, leaving the door hanging open.
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Post by vincent on Oct 5, 2009 1:04:41 GMT -5
Vincent's eyebrows raised and he couldn't help but take a look around to see if anyone else was watching, either. An open invitation...that's what this was, right? This girl so did not just hint at...at...
Scanning the area and convinced it was clear, Vincent and his curiosity slipped in through the door as well, shutting it softly behind him. It couldn't be looked at as so awkward when she was wanting this too, right? She wanted him to hold her, to guide her, to show her what those other feelings were like that only a young girl could dream about.
As for him, well...we're not going to sugar-coat it, he got laid. I'm not editing this.
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Post by lana on Oct 5, 2009 2:19:30 GMT -5
Yeah, that was about it. Having disappeared for nearly an hour though, Melanie wasn't one to stick around cuddling after the fact. If her brother walked in, of course, things could (and probably would) get ugly. She left her hair down, combing her fingers through it to tidy it up but dressed again as quickly as possible.
"Do you think your friend is feeling any better?" she asked as she peered out of a window, "they'd have looked after him very well. I'd be surprised if he wasn't feeling well again."
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Post by vincent on Oct 5, 2009 19:38:43 GMT -5
Vincent followed suit, though loosely putting his shirt back together as he grabbed his sword.
"Ahhhh yeah, he'll be fine, I'm sure," he gave her a grin and headed toward the door, "you don't mind if I head out to find him, do you?"
The awkward part happened now: Leaving.
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Post by lana on Oct 5, 2009 19:52:24 GMT -5
"Leaving already? Why?"
Before he could reach for the door, Melanie slipped in front of it, smiling up at him.
"You aren't thinking of leaving the village now, are you? You should stay, you both need to stay the night at least!"
Because surely he wasn't thinking of running away and never coming back, right?
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Post by vincent on Oct 5, 2009 19:59:57 GMT -5
Vincent chuckled, almost nervously as Melanie stepped in front of him. Yep, she was like Hala except...a little scarier.
"Well, Miss Melanie, I'm not...leaving," he said as he reached his arms around her waist, "but I do have to go check on my friend, you see? We'll have to leave eventually, but I promise you we'll be staying at least the night, alright?"
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Post by lana on Oct 5, 2009 20:10:11 GMT -5
Melanie giggled as Vincent took her in his arms, taking her own hands and running them up along his chest, his neck, and combed her fingers through his hair.
"That's good to hear," she purred as she leaned in closer to him, "because I can't stand a man who'd lie to me. My whole family is like that, we feel it so strong that we started developing our own sense, a special one that can detect lies..."
She smiled so sweetly, yet her voice dripped poison as she continued, "You wouldn't lie to me, would you? Bad things tend to happen to liars here..."
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