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Post by "Tuvlan" on Dec 1, 2011 1:33:31 GMT -8
The Fan With clumsy steps, the boy would trundle up after Vespyr...
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Post by "Unfettered" on Dec 1, 2011 1:34:21 GMT -8
The Shit Kona was making some positively DELIGHTFUL advances in coffee technology. The German was sipping mildly, his legs crossed as he sat at the dining room table, a newspaper sprawled out before him. He had his left hand cusped beneath his chin, the fingers curling in a soft claw. It had been the calm before the storm and the German was enjoying today to the fullest in total peace.
---Though unexpected house calls were equally delightful, considering how rare of an occurence they were with today's communicative technologies. Hearing the doorbell, the German quietly but quickly put down his cup onto his saucer and used his other hand to pen down where he was on the article regarding the recycled debates on Corporal Punishment.
He went to the door with stacattoed steps, leaning forward for a moment to look through the eye-hole to get a grasp on the figure on the other side of the door. He was greeted with a pair of violet eyes, a pale greatly sharp face and the unmistable gothic attire of...
---The German opened up the door without further hesitation, a cool smile on his face, but a genuinely surprised look in his eye."Guten tag, Vespyr---"If the German had his cup, he would've dropped it.
Lacking thus, the German settled for his jaw. His eye was the size of a saucer plate as he looked at the fellow accompanying Vespyr."DU."
"DU BROUGHT HIM HERE!?---"
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Post by "Tuvlan" on Dec 1, 2011 1:35:01 GMT -8
HITTING OF THE ---THAT'S WHEN THE BOY TOTALLY CHARGED FORWARD PAST VESPYR AND DECKED THE MAN FLAT ON HIS BACK. THERE WAS NO HESITATION IN HIS UNBRIDLED, SEEMINGLY RANDOMLY ACTIVATED FURY AS THE BOY JUMPED ON TOP OF, STRADDLED ONTO, AND STARTED BEATING THE SHIT OUT OF THAT EYE-PATCH WEARING FUCK ON HIS PRETTY LITTLE FACE.
"SMASH! SMASH! SMASH! SMASH! SMASH! SMASH! SMASH! SMASH!"
"D="
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Post by Vespyr on Dec 1, 2011 1:42:25 GMT -8
"Oh, so you two know each oth—"
For about five seconds, Vespyr's face couldn't decide whether it was confused or simple did not have an appropriate expression for the occasion. And then she narrowed her eyes.
"HEY."
She braced herself and yanked firmly back on the leash, hopefully pulling the enraged redhead off and away from the German.
"BAD, SMASH.
CEASE THIS AT ONCE."
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Post by "Tuvlan" on Dec 1, 2011 1:43:16 GMT -8
LET ZE GERMAN HIT ZE FLOOR LET ZE GERMAN HIT ZE--- "SMASH! SMASH! SMASH! SM---HRK!"
---The boy was choked suddenly by his "master's" sudden pull, the whiplash sending him full on into the air as the collar strained against the nape of his neck. He landed hard on his ass a few feet away from the German, his choke turning into a few seconds of violent coughing. Though his eye watered and his face was red, the boy's scowling, growling face was turned towards the German, still leaning forward threateningly.
"SMASH! D="
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Post by "Unfettered" on Dec 1, 2011 1:44:36 GMT -8
GentleMEN...? Lurching up abruptly, the German spat blood before falling back downards again, his face visibly swelling at the cheeks. With some struggle, the German leaned forward, hunching, barely holding himself up with his hands planted behind his otherwise prone figure."Vatt... ZE FUCK..."
"VY DID DU BRING ZAT... THING... HERE?"...Of course, while he was saying this, the blood from his face was dripping down onto his typical white t-shirt, and staining the floor around himself in general.
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Post by Vespyr on Dec 1, 2011 1:50:03 GMT -8
Vespyr had taken a step into the doorway and now stood beside the coughing, growling boy. She looked down at him sternly, her hands on her hips.
"No, Smash. You will only attack when I tell you to attack. Understood?"
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Post by "Tuvlan" on Dec 1, 2011 1:51:18 GMT -8
HARDER THAN PINE TREES The boy pined.
The boy pined. So hard.
"._."
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Post by Vespyr on Dec 1, 2011 1:57:35 GMT -8
"Good. It seems as though we understand each other."
Seems.
Another one of the precious cat treats was held out for him to claim as his prize for seeming to comprehend her commands. Vespyr turned to "Unfettered" now, as if she had only just heard him and just noticed he was there.
"Because, it's cute."
She spoke as if he was daftly missing something that was obvious and undeniable.
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Post by "Unfettered" on Dec 1, 2011 1:58:17 GMT -8
NOBODY MAKES ME BLEED MY OWN BLOOD ...Except, y'know, the person him/herself, seeing as how it's impossible to bleed someone else's blood without getting into complexity.
The German bled.
The German bled so hard."...Oh Gott verdammit...""Unfettered" couldn't even focus on anything at the moment, he was in so much shock...
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Post by "Tuvlan" on Dec 1, 2011 1:59:18 GMT -8
FOOD Thus the boy nommed with much relish.
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Post by Vespyr on Dec 1, 2011 2:05:19 GMT -8
She rolled her eyes; he was bleeding on the carpet.
"He just hasn't been trained yet."
Vespyr looked back to the redhead who had claimed his prize with much enthusiasm, a small, mischievous grin creeping onto her lips.
"But he will be.~"
Squiggles aside, she spoke with a definite hint of purpose in her voice. She had plans for the young fellow. Many plans.
But the look quickly faded, and her gaze panned back to the German who was still making a mess of the floor.
"Besides, what have you got against him?"
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Post by "Unfettered" on Dec 1, 2011 2:06:24 GMT -8
"...It's A Guy Thing." Slowly bending forward, the German sat himself up... and eventually worked his way into a crouch."...It's a thing... like zis mutual hatred."
"His existence und mein own are..."
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Post by "Tuvlan" on Dec 1, 2011 2:07:25 GMT -8
Evil Monkey Stare? Evil Monkey Stare. ...The boy suddenly shot the German an incredibly dark look---that would evaporate the moment that Vespyr looked at him. Just still stupidly, randomly angry...
...?
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Post by "Unfettered" on Dec 1, 2011 2:08:02 GMT -8
"I C WUT U DID THAR" The German twitched as he blatantly caught the retarded red-head's sneer. He took a deep breath, trying to compose himself... though the blood from his face didn't stop dripping as he stood himself up."..."
"...Ve're just not compatible, Ich suppose..."SO. SECRETLY. VEXED.
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