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Posted by Ashke on 04-06-2004 at 03:39:
*Ashke/eagle attempts to run for the nearest exit* Lemme out you guys! This isn't funny! Jun, Jinpei, Ryu, heck even Nambu . . . SOMEBODY GET ME OUTTA HERE!
Posted by lyon on 04-06-2004 at 04:33:
lyon blinks but eventually just starts to chortle helplessly
man, i'm good. i killed another one and didn't even cause a single welt.
i am getting too good at this.
Condor! peel me a grape, i think i am fatigued.
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Posted by Firebird on 04-06-2004 at 08:45:
Lol
Lyon you know you have a winning way about you, sends them all running as they cant keep up
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Posted by lyon on 04-06-2004 at 15:00:
hey, i use deodorant!
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Posted by Firebird on 05-06-2004 at 10:48:
Its not the deodorant its that scary look you get when you play 
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Posted by Cep on 05-06-2004 at 15:59:
The twitching tail and seductive grin give it away
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Posted by lyon on 05-06-2004 at 18:42:
grin.
s'good thing i have NinjaSam to keep me amused then, hmm?
i am NOT that scary, i have no idea where you get these notions from, Firebird. really now. are painting me in a bad light!
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Posted by imaqtz on 06-06-2004 at 16:14:
*Smoke tendrils lazily curl from quirked lips that spread into a deeper smirk as Condor unlocks the closet door , grabbing hold of an instantly bolting Ashke looking too damn good in Eagles clothes. Takes a moment to give Ashke a slow appreciative once over look before that hot look turns into a friendly smile..*
WOAH there ...!
A tentative brush with Lyonese in the dark got ya spooked Ashke?
You did good to have lasted this long, unscathed , unmarked and unbitten!! You at least showed some bravado and called her bluff, which she called you on unfortunately eh? *grin*
Was my fault for donning you in Ken clothes. Lets just say she has a fetish for Eagles, thanks to Ninja.
I just like the gleam in her eyes and that hungry look as she savagely grins and drools when she sees that No 1 T shirt or Eagle birdstyle.
I love the way shell tentativly reach out to see if that "eagle" is familiar to her..love how she'll sniff the air , senses on high alert..every muscle tensing in atnicipation of either attacking or curiously stroking her victim.
How she...
excuse me a sec will ya?
* A far too turned on Condor winks at Ashke, stubs out smoke...strolls into the closet, punts out Firebird and Cep and locks himself in with Lyon.*
* closet starts to rock violently to the sounds of violent struggles outraged cries blended with low amused chuckles *
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Posted by lyon on 06-06-2004 at 18:43:
woot! Imi-chewtoy!
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The light is sudden and startling, the door opening behind her. Before she can do more than half turn, a blur of white and warmth rushs by and Ashke is gone, leaving only a faint scent of fear and cinnamon. She steps uncertainly towards the door as well but it half closes in front of her, and Condor's voice rumbles out.
lyon shrinks back. There is amusement in his voice, and Ashke's breathless words ride on top of that deeper current. He is right outside, she can see his fingers curled around the edge of door. If she is to escape she will have to slide out and under his arm, hope that Ashke is not in the way. She hesitates a heartbeat in the twilight, tasting the smokey richness of his words. He has been gone so long.
It is a heartbeat too long. He blocks the light, shoulders and hair like waves of smooth water and there is darkness again. This time though the fear smell is hers, and rising excitement. She can almost taste the thickness of his pulse on her tongue.
There is a small sound in that intimate darkness and he is laughing, the fingers of it reaching out to touch her face, her body. Shivers as she has done countless times before and finds herself panting with the caress of it. Why does he wait? Impatient Condor, never one to hold back. Takes an uncertain step forward, not sure what the rules have become.
"Broke another one, little lyon?"
Then his fingers are in her hair and the cruel deepness of his mouth is on hers.
His explorations are lazy, possessive and they wash her away in memory and fire. She forgets all that she has learned in the hard months that he has been gone, forgets that she is permitted to say no. There is only darkness and the taste of his lips, the darker pleasure of his hands move over her straining body. If there is pain there is also pleasure, and it has been so long.
She has missed him so.
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i'd go on, but i'd hate to put words into Imi's imagination.
what were thinking, to throw me a small one? i think frightened the poor thing half to death! bad Imi, no cookie. next time make sure they are the legal limit, okay? it is so disappointing to have to throw them back into the water.
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Posted by Ashke on 12-06-2004 at 21:55:
I think I definitely prefer observing over participating! *grin* I'm just not creative enough!
Posted by Ashke on 12-06-2004 at 21:56:
Thanks for the escape route Imi!
Posted by imaqtz on 03-07-2004 at 18:32:
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Too late
...ah poor Lyon far far FAR too late!
:The sweet taste of craving hunger from her soft pliant lips become his undoing, casual reacquaintence transformed now into raw need of a powerful reunion.
There is no amusement as desire flares into primal passion.
Hands that appreciated and graded every curve of her body with comfortable familiarity, now grip her, tightly , pulling her closer to him, the langourous possesive kiss bursting into a deeper, urgent and far more dangerously sensual quality.
Breathy whimpermoans resonate intimately with soft groans, electrifying an already highly charged atmosphere in the palpable darkness.
The promise of uncontrolled passion is but a second away, till the muffled relieved tones of a voice outside invades their conscious...
They break away from the heady kiss with sound gasps , and rapsed out expletives..
Foreheads meet together now, breathy sighs intermingle with harsh breaths in contrast to a minute before.
It takes another minute before control is regained.
He cups her chin with one hand, a thumb softly carressing her bruised swollen lips, feeling her small smile as he breaks into one also , while Ashke continues to express her utmost relief over her close call , outside.
"Shell soon learn there is *no* such thing as an escape route in here, wont she Lyonese?.." he breathes into her ear, brushing away some wayward tendrils from her face and neck , fingers inadvertently gliding over a raised scar on her shoulder..
Eyes lock in the darkness..
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Oh whooohooo!!..and Hot dayum that was fun!!..Hadnt done that in a loooooong while!
Arent ya glad youre feeding my imagination around my anniversary time?
Arent ya glader its the last page of this thread?
and Ashke...trust me..we were ALL once just like you...just simple observers...till youre suddenly thrust into the world of participating on threads, posts,m IF's Rp's!! !....
WHOOOHOOOOO!
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Posted by Ashke on 13-07-2004 at 05:57:
I'll take your word for it, but stay a simple observer for now!
Posted by lyon on 13-07-2004 at 14:48:
blink.
bloody hell!
jeez Imi, warn a girl next time - i just about had a coffee incident when i read that!
cracks knuckles and hunkers over keyboard ... then realises has to go to work in ten minutes.
hold that thought, k?
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Posted by imaqtz on 13-07-2004 at 19:01:
Youre kidding me right?
(YOure asking a daydreamer with the wildest imagination who already has had wicked mind stray to "hold that thought" ?! *smirks, steadying Lyons coffee cup*
Where the heck were ya three years ago when Katse was seductively swirling her wine with a gloved finger to "hold that thought"..??
*Grinwinks and lies on couch , hands behind head, lazily chewing on a straw*
Ya know Ashke, Im placing a call to Cep to build you a diving platform...either that or a gangplank 
..There ARE no rules to tandem diving off the deep end of the observers cliff into the cesspool of impromptu roleplaying!!! Just close your eyes take a deep breath and ...JUMP !!..
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Posted by Ashke on 14-07-2004 at 01:56:
Nah! Its more fun watching you and Lyon.
Posted by Firebird on 15-07-2004 at 19:45:
*sneaks up behind Ashke and pushes in*
New plaything!!!!
Enjoy Ashke! 
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Posted by Ashke on 18-07-2004 at 05:35:
Ack! *does a belly flop into the water* Well, crap! there goes another video camera! *mock glares at FB* Gee, thanks, I think.
Posted by Firebird on 18-07-2004 at 10:42:
Aww Ashke you know you wanted to get closer to the action
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Posted by Cep on 18-07-2004 at 10:48:
I know I do 
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