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Hot Champion_of_justice Crew
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2014 11:52 am
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Hot Champion_of_justice Crew
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2014 12:25 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 8:43 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 8:57 pm
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As she entered the door and called out, a man stepped out of the shadows who could only ahve been described as sinfully beautiful. And he knew it. He offered her a teasing smile as he looked her over slowly, "Well hello there Lovely..." he nearly purred, his voice as wickedly sinful as the rest of him.
He tossed his long hair over his shoulder, revealing that he was wearing nothing but a pair of black jeans as he approached her, "It seems that all the 'important' ones are a bit busy at the moment... So you'll have to make due with me, I'm afraid... I'm Ash..." he said to her as he took her hand and bowed over it, keeping his dark eyes on hers as he placed a teasing kiss on her knuckles before releasing her.
Ash knew full well how good-looking he was and how to use it to his best advantage. Being an Incubus of the oldest bloodlines came in handy on occasion, despite the fact that he kept his full powers and status under a powerful cloak so that Sebastet wouldn't get wise to it. But his gold-touched skin automatically named him as an Incubus, something that he'd never deny...
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 9:25 pm
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Ash gave her a deep chuckle as he moved to stand next to her, tucking her arm in his as he lead her the rest of the way inside the castle, "What a wonderful surprise for Sebastet... I'm certain she would love to ask you endless, though needless, questions. But I find myself wanting to ask very few. You are a rare beauty to grace us here and I find myself being selfish and wanting to have you all to myself..." he told her, unable to help himself as he laid his hand over hers on his arm.
A demon as old as he was rarely found something so enchanting as an angel-vampire hybrid and he wasn't about to turn away from the challenge she presented. Lareth was probably going to blast his a** for this, but he couldn't help himself and found that he didn't care about the possible damage.
Instead, he escorted her into the Front Room and saw her seated in front of the massive fireplace with it's ever-present warming fire in front of them, "Now then, Beautiful Rebecca... Would you care for a room to rest in first or something to eat?" he asked, definitely meaning the latter in every possible meaning he could come up with.
((Exit to the Front Room))
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Posted: Sat May 03, 2014 6:24 pm
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2014 1:37 pm
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Jitters stood outside of the gates, suitcase still in hand, his hat placed firmly on his head, glasses reflecting the light of the sun, the rest of his face obscured in shadow. 'What an interesting place to make a home base... It must be easy to defend...' he thought. His mind wandered, taking stock of every feature his yellow-green eyes could glean. Stone walls, iron gate, parapets... He simply stood there, admiring the workmanship of the place. Jitters wasn't aware of how intimidating he looked, in his immaculate pin stripe suit, staring at the castle. Although his face was in a neutral setting, there was something unsettling still about his meticulous gaze. Silently he stood like an unofficial sentinel.
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2014 7:30 pm
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Once Desha got Michael to the courtyard to wait for the others, he had the vampire sit down on a bench near the gate then knelt in front of him, "Alright Michael. We're going to go through a bit of a crash course on the intricate nature of the bond you now share with Dancer. Even though he's unconscious right now, he's still able to hear things, smell things, and feel things. Those sensations are available to you as well. But you will have to calm yourself and still your mind to do it. It won't be easy. Believe me, I know that all too well. But you will have to go through those sensations from him without going into a rage over whatever's happened to him. Can you do that?" he explained softly, knowing that this information was what they would need in order to find Dancer.
Then he knew he'd have to tell Michael what he suspected to prepare him for the possibility or he'd loose his temper with the first bits of information he gained. He gave a heavy sigh and placed one hand over Michael's and looked into his eyes, "I'll tell you what I didn't tell the others... He was likely grabbed by slavers. You know how rare and exotic Dancer is. They wouldn't have been able to resist grabbing him if he was alone. You need to be prepared for that possibility," he told him in an even softer tone, holding onto his own control by a thread by now...
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