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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/3/2016 1:49:12 AM
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"[i]Fine, but if you even touch her I will cut your..'tool' off.[/i]"
Ling threatened with some vulgarity. It was more or less obvious what he was referencing. Chloanne wasn't fazed by the threat, in fact she just sighed and got up. She was used to him threatening other males all the time, she felt as if Ling was somewhat overprotective.
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[i]When Ling has left the room Charlie starts to speak to Chloanne in the swoon worthy voice once again.[/i] "With him gone we can begin."
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"Begin what?" Chloanne said, looking at Charlie rather curiously.
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[i]Charlie's voice became extra seductive.[/i] "The test of course."
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"Oh?" She said, slowly reaching into her dress for something...
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"Could you not reach for a sharp object to stab me with? That would be appreciated."
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"Don't worry, I'm not." She said honestly, still trying and somewhat struggling to reach it. "Actually. Can you help me get it out? It seems I cannot reach it."
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[i]Charlie gets out of his seat and approaches her. He kneels in front of her.[/i] "What is it you're reaching for?"
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"A tonic. I'm supposed to take one every 12 hours. I believe it is on my back but I cannot seem to reach it." She said, still feeling around her dress.
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[i]Charlie shoves his hand up the bottom of her dress and glances over her women hood before he reaches behind her.[/i]
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Chloanne, using her fist struck behind her. Intending to at most break the mans nose she walked a few feet away from the man, dusting herself off. "You DID say not to stab you." She said, being a smartass with a smirk on her face. "Now then, mind telling me what you're trying to do exactly? Be honest this time."
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A second Charlie appears behind her, but his eyes are red. When he speaks his voice fills Chloanne with increased lust with ever word. "Aren't our intentions clear? We wish to pleasure you in ways you've never felt before."
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Ling had kicked the door open, holding a Bolt Pistol in hand aimed at Charlie. "[i]Fück. Off.[/i]" Ling said, firing a round towards his leg. The 75. Round more or less would tear off a limb if Charlie did not escape. Ling quickly grabbed his Sisters arm and started to run off. Chloanne was mostly confused at this point, she didn't know what to do. [spoiler]End, cuz I'm a bitch. FYI, just to be nice let's just say Ling Missed.[/spoiler]
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[i]The round bounced off his suit and started ricocheting around the room.[/i] "Well, that sucks."
