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Post by Emilian Sota on Jan 23, 2008 22:09:16 GMT -5
"Entertainment isn't everything, I'll agree, I mean, a guy has to eat, doesn't he?" Emilian grinned, knowing that that was nowhere near what she had meant. "You see, the trick," he said, bringing a hand up and moving it with his words, "Is to have your entertainment, and keep your emotions out of it, because then you end up like that little girl I came up to in the corridor. Alone, dejected, hurt, and taking out her anger on innocent passers-by." He stared into her eyes, he knew that she had no idea that he did have feelings for someone, and it was part of the reason he was purely after entertainment.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Jan 23, 2008 22:20:31 GMT -5
She shook her head, maybe he was right, keep your emotions locked up and you can't get hurt, but she tried that and the result was destruction.
"Stop your pathetic lies, you came out here for Michael, so doesn't that mean you care?" she smirked she was sure that he didn't come here just for entertainment, girls were probably all around him before, he wouldn't have the need to come to Hogwarts.
"Whatever I felt for Chase is none existent, I swore I wouldn't get between him and Dru, I plan on keeping that promise, once their bond weakens he will be with me." she stood up straight using the wall as support.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Jan 23, 2008 22:28:17 GMT -5
"I came here because the families asked me to and I had nothing better to do," he said dismissively. Of course, he knew she would probably be able to see through whatever he put forth on that front, so Emilian moved on. "You're lying to yourself, good girl, it's the first step to becoming a heartless human being like myself, living only in the moment. Of course, if you wanted to weaken their bond, I would be glad to go after Dru for you." He smirked, it wasn't something he had never thought of before, he had thought of it every day since his fight with Chase.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Jan 23, 2008 22:35:27 GMT -5
She scowled, he was side-stepping it and it irritated her, when he mentioned Dru she froze, she could never let him do that.
"Dont you dare touch Dru, I'll hunt you down and perform every torture act I can come up with you filthy bastard." she continuously swore under her breath.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Jan 23, 2008 22:40:47 GMT -5
"Here I am, trying to be nice, trying to help, and you go calling me that dirty name. Though the torture does sound like fun," his eyes glinted dangerously. "Tell me, my dear Lucretia, would you be wearing leather?" Emilian gave a sick grin. All thoughts of Adara had left his mind, replaced with thoughts of Lucretia in full dominatrix regalia.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Jan 24, 2008 21:30:19 GMT -5
She wanted to glare, wanted to say something witty, but a weird image formed in her mind making her... laugh. Maybe all the anger was only making the pain worse, or she was sick of being cruel, instead she looked at Emilian with the most amused expression on her face.
"Maybe, depends how good you are." she teased, though it's not something she would do, talking about it might make her feel better.
"Your going to blindfolded with a horses rein, now that is something I would pay to see." she smiled and a thoughtful look crossed her face.
"I guess your right I shouldn't let stupid emotions get into this, live for the moment." she quoted.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Jan 24, 2008 21:34:16 GMT -5
Emilian smirked, his mind filling with images. He could deal with blindfolds with other people, but with Storm? He wasn't so sure about that one. "Sounds like fun," he said, eyes sparkling. "Just give me the when and the where. And when are you going to learn that I'm always right?" So he was egotistical, but that was no different from every other male on the earth.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Jan 24, 2008 21:40:07 GMT -5
She rolled her eyes suppressing a smile, as if she ever would, but thinking about it was entertaining.
"Sorry love, I'm booked for the next three months I'm a very busy person." she said teasingly.
"Don't flatter yourself your not always right." she realized that he was pretty far away. seeing that the conversation was lighter she came a bit closer her things still abandoned on the ground.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Jan 24, 2008 21:44:33 GMT -5
"Ok, so perhaps not always, but a rather large portion of the time." When she took a few steps closer to him, Emilian smiled, "I'm sure you could find a place in your schedule to fit in an hour or two for dear Emilian." Perhaps he'd even invite Adara to join them. His blood burned and he shoved his hands deep into his pockets, trying to both push the idea away and revel in it.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Jan 24, 2008 21:50:14 GMT -5
She took a few steps till she was behind him, turning she put her arms around his neck her eyes narrowed, her lips to his neck.
"I'll see what I can do." so maybe she needed someone to make her forget about Chase, but it definitely was not going to be Emilian. Her wand slipped from underneath her sleeved where she pointed it to his temple.
"Your so typical, you forgot how dangerous a girl can be." she took a step back stowing her wand back in her sleeve.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Jan 24, 2008 21:54:45 GMT -5
When he felt the cool tip of her wand brushing his skin, Emilian's eyes fell shut momentarily, hoping that he was right in the assumption that she wouldn't curse him. And he was proven right when she pulled back from him. He looked back over his shoulder at her, "Yes, well, my addiction can get in my way." He had long before accepted Pandora's assertion that he was addicted to sex, and so it didn't bother him to mention it. "Especially when faced with someone whom I can still feel beneath my palms when I remember her."
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Jan 24, 2008 22:00:10 GMT -5
She sighed, and shook her head.
"Explain how it feels then, nothing more amusing then figuring out our one layered Emilian." she mused her index finger brushing over her own lips.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Jan 24, 2008 22:06:52 GMT -5
Emilian laughed lightly and turned to her, "The only thing you've figured out about me is that I can't go a week without physical contact, I'm pretty sure that still falls under the 'one layer' that is me." He watched the path of her finger as it moved over her lips.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Jan 24, 2008 22:13:35 GMT -5
She knew that about him, it would be funny to lock him in solitary confinement.
"No women within a ten mile radius and your locked in a glass room, what would you do Emilian?" this is something she would like to know.
"Of course no wand and no possible way of breaking out, maybe even the room has every single magic barrier existing, including dark magic." she gave him a devilish grin, although her eyes set in fake innocence.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Jan 24, 2008 22:17:10 GMT -5
"I'd survive a couple of days, possibly, I'd have enough thoughts of the girls at this school to keep me occupied." After that it would be a living Hell for him, he knew it, and she knew it. "I think I'd-wait, what about men?" he asked, grinning. If given the choice he'd go with women, but he could survive with just men for company.
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