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Post by Emilian Sota on Dec 16, 2007 22:04:11 GMT -5
Emilian's eyes flashed. "Dru? The girl from the club?" he knew she had mentioned that she was taken. He grinned, "Oh my, my, you're just as bad as me. Getting your entertainment from a taken guy. Poor Dru, what will she do when she finds out?" he asked, eyes sparkling.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Dec 16, 2007 22:13:36 GMT -5
She looked away, she denied she was like him, she couldn't be like him, but she was. At some point maybe even worse.
"It's different Emillian, this isn't necessarily entertainment, you should learn to differentiate between the truth and a lie." the words came out much weaker than she wanted, she still didn't want to believe she was anything like him.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Dec 16, 2007 22:16:51 GMT -5
"Oh, so you're saying that Dru's perfectly alright with you...enjoying her man? What's his name?" Emilian smiled, he had suddenly gained the upper hand. He had information on her, and he knew Dru, he could very easily go to the Club and let it slip.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Dec 16, 2007 22:20:17 GMT -5
She though about Chase, not aware that she whispered his name and sighed. She bit her lip again second time she mentally cursed herself.
"I don't have to justify my actions to you." she sneered, she knew that if Dru found out, things would only get worse, she glared at Emillian, how could one person have such an impact on the school?
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Post by Emilian Sota on Dec 16, 2007 22:22:57 GMT -5
"At least I don't hide my actions from people. If you have to hide it, doesn't that make it wrong?" he asked, smiling. Chase, now he knew, if he ever met this guy he'd have to commend him. Thinking he can pull off two girls like that.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Dec 16, 2007 22:29:39 GMT -5
He didn't even understand the situation and he was telling her what right and wrong was.
"Your just a naive bastard, what do you know?" it was meant as a rhetorically question, but if he answered it she wouldn't care, he was playing with her mind right now, and that was her thing, for now she would just allow it, make him believe he was hurting her, but it wasn't, though a small tug at her heart was still in effect.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Dec 16, 2007 22:34:57 GMT -5
"Ouch, you know, that actually kind of hurt a little bit." He smirked at her and took a few more steps forward. "Please, help me to understand, tell dear Emilian everything," he said, a gleam in his eye.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Dec 16, 2007 22:39:43 GMT -5
She took a step back, as she raised her wand, this time her intentions were not to intimidate him.
"How about I teach dear Emilian about true pain." she aimed her wand it him sending an Entrail-Expelling Curse at him.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Dec 16, 2007 22:45:46 GMT -5
Emilian grabbed her wand arm and pushed it upwards, the spell shooting just above his shoulder. He pulled out his wand and held it loosely at his side. "Tsk, tsk, trying such a nasty spell on me." He had seen the effects of that particular spell and he had no intention of having it used on him. "How about, you put that little wand of yours away, I'll leave, and I won't bother you anymore. How's that sound?" he asked, looking at her in a way he was sure was inappropriate.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Dec 16, 2007 22:51:40 GMT -5
She leaned in her lips inches from his, she was teasing him.
"That's the problem, it's not me I'm worried about." she breathed loosening her arm out of his, though not removing it, with a small twist it was facing inward back towards him.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Dec 16, 2007 22:55:26 GMT -5
Emilian felt the change in her hand and didn't allow himself the pleasure of meeting her lips. "Don't even think about it," he said quietly, all the while knowing that she was planning what all she could do to him. He brought his wand up, digging it into the tender skin beneath her chin.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Dec 17, 2007 21:44:53 GMT -5
She grinned the wand that was pointing at her chin didn't faze her, her own wand pointing at his head.
"One thing you never knew about me Emilian dear." she said her body relaxed as she shut her eyes, a teasing gleam in her eyes. She brought up her leg swinging it hard at his shin, her intention to break his leg, at the same time she pulled away from his wand her own still pointing at his head.
"Flagarate." she said, her intention to sear his skin.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Dec 17, 2007 21:51:22 GMT -5
He cursed under his breath at the searing pain in his shin and ducked out of the way of her wand. He stepped away from her, "I dont' have the patience for this," he said as he reached for the door handle.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Dec 17, 2007 21:55:28 GMT -5
She stood a smirk on her lips.
"And here I thought you had balls, don't tell me your ego is to large to be beaten down by a girl." she aimed her wand at the door it slammed shut and the sound of it locking echoed in the room.
"Come on play with me, you may even have a small chance of winning." she smirked. She aimed her wand at his legs and watched as the ground slowly froze into slippery ice.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Dec 17, 2007 22:00:06 GMT -5
Emilian sighed angrily and looked over his shoulder at her before turning around. As he did, he lost his balance and lurched forward, taking her wrists to regain his footing. "Listen, any other day I'd be happy to let you humiliate me, Princess, but I'm just not feeling it today."
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