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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Mar 11, 2013 9:46:13 GMT -8
He smirked as Marcus began to stir, muttering that Mathew had killed him. He could have to be sure, but it suited no purpose to kill him yet. Not when there was still so much use for him in the future.
"If I had killed you I have my doubts you would wake up in such a pleasant place."
He did not think any of them would have a place in heaven, if there even was a heaven to go too. Not all of them were bad people true, but none of them were particularly good people either. At least as far as Mathew was concerned.
"Fertility Goddess. Nymphs and the like."
He restated and clarified for Marcus.
"You are still in God territory." As if it wasn't obvious.
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Post by Marcus Prasad on Mar 13, 2013 15:22:32 GMT -8
Marcus gave each woman an appraising eye and a roguish smile as the Earth Dragon spoke. Still in god territory huh? Good, heaven or hell were nowhere near ready for him. The women, now they were alluring all right. Distractingly so as he reached out to gently hold the chin of the nearest one before caressing her lips with a finger, tracing it down her throat, between her breasts and down her soft smooth belly, stopping just below her navel, allowing his touch to linger before slowly pulling his hand away, his eyes never leaving hers.
"I'm sorry, you said what now?"
Marcus would suddenly ask Mathew, looking alarmed as if he had just noticed him there.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Mar 14, 2013 18:05:00 GMT -8
The woman's lips curled in to a smile as his finger caressed her lips. But as his hand began to descend she twisted away fluidly, a single finger raising up and wagging at him with a disapproval that was clearly not in her eyes.
"Uh uh uh."
The other fertility goddesses giggled as they continued to pack up the medical supplies before the lot of them left. Their hips swaying in a very deliberate manner, the young woman that Marcus had been touching gave a look over her shoulder and flashed him a wink before bringing her arms up and pushing her long blonde hair back over her shoulders. That gesture being her farewell, for now.
"I said if I had killed you then you wouldn't be waking up around such good company."
He rolled his eyes, but his heart wasn't in it.
"How's your head?"
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Post by Marcus Prasad on Mar 16, 2013 2:04:17 GMT -8
"Better than it was a few minutes ago...."
Marcus replied, eyes still on the sultry young women as they sashayed thier way out of the room. Oh my yes, he WOULD have fun with them! Definatly it would be nice to finaly get a chance to let off some steam. Marcus suddenly found himself realizing exactly how long it had been since he had last gotten laid.
It was almost depressing.
"So First Leon, now you. I've had Two elder Dragons 'Tattoo' my skull. My fault for trying to be clever. Didn't expect you to be such a good grappler man."
Marcus complimented the other man before realizing he was actualy rather thirsty.
"Urgh...My throats like sandpaper. Hey man, think I could get a cup of water or something? Please?"
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Mar 18, 2013 18:48:51 GMT -8
He snorted a small laugh at the comment about how his head was feeling. He bet that was the case. He hadn't exactly been gentle about it. And then he went on about how both Leon and himself left a mark on his skull. He couldn't help but give a small bow of his head accompanied by a smirk.
"I enjoy a good ground and pound as much as the next guy."
And then Marcus asked for some water. Mathew just shook his head.
"Get it yourself, I'm not your damn butler." And he rolled his eyes. Some people were so needy.
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Post by Marcus Prasad on Mar 19, 2013 0:25:16 GMT -8
"Bitch, you cracked my head open!"
He shot back with a smirk. Well, if you wanted a job done right.... Sitting further up the bed, Marcus slowly but surely swing his legs out to the side, followed by the rest of him while flashback of waking up in Delilahs personal safehouse danced in his head.
"Its the least you could do."
Not that Mathew would care, then again he had begun to feel comfortable enough to start busting the earth dragons balls just alittle bit. A sighn of cameraderie of sorts.
A very LOOSE sign, but one none the less.
With the sexy nurses gone, Marcus assumed that meant he was free to go if he so choosed, and what he chose was some fresh water, spotting a sink over in the corner, the man carefuly got to his feet and fighting a wave of nausea and dizzyness, began to shuffle his way over to fill a small paper cup and drink. Wiping his nouth with the back of his hand after slaking his thirst, the man turned back to Mathew.
"Hey, s'alright if I stick around still and scope the place out? First time in god territory you see"
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Mar 20, 2013 21:38:55 GMT -8
"Really? I thought I was doing the least I could do..."
Meaning he was doing nothing. Nothing was the least he could do. Actually, he could have just left him there to bleed out or something. But of course as always Mathew was a giver. People just didn't appriciate him. Such was the fate of great men. Not appreciated in their time.
He shrugged at Marcus' next question. "Sure, no skin off my back. But be careful. You don't want to piss the Kraken off." He grinned. That was a scary freak of nature. Just thinking of what he did in the Underground facility... There had been nothing but goop left when he was done. It was perfectly brutal.
"Have fun man."
Mathew gave Marcus a two finger Salute and would take his leave! He had a party to go have fun at.
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Post by Marcus Prasad on Mar 20, 2013 21:55:57 GMT -8
For a while Marcus wracked his brain trying to figure out why he came here in the first place.
'That's Right! I was gonna climb me a building or two!'
Kraken be damned, Marcus wanted to EXPLORE!
So completely unaware that there was going to be a feast in his honor full of rowdy vikings, Hot Nurses and Mead, The man instead gathered his things and went out the door.
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