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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Thot Slayer Emps:
10/4/2016 1:39:34 PM
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"I dunno, I just feel as if he's too strict on me. I envy his wife Macha mostly due to the fact that his attitude gets a lot better each time she's nearby him. But enough about me rambling, I'd like to know a bit more about you."
Said Chloanne, I'm totally not trying to get them to date or anything..
That'd be insane...heh..heh...killme.
Her eyes met Lucas, she actually had Hazel eyes as well.
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[i]Luke remained in his place, hazel brown eyes slowly looking around the room his right hand reaching for the bottle of vodka even though he had just set it down. He took the bottle around its neck, and slowly swirled the clear alcohol around, before taking a few deep swigs, after which he just held the bottle in his hands. [/i] "Oh? What do you have to offer once you're done?" [i]The pretty goddamn ignorant and probably stupid cyborg asked, the thick Russian accent still being there. [/i]
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Chloanne placed her hand on the cyborgs arm and slowly traced it down to his legs as she spoke. "I was thinking...maybe we could um....y'know..." She said somewhat awkwardly, but it was almost obvious what she was implying. "I know this goes against what I said a little while ago...but still. It would be something for the both of us to do and enjoy." Chloanne said, now her fingers on where Lucas's thigh would have once been. "If you say no then I understand completely."
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[spoiler]So, like, how do you want to do this? PM? Timeskip? [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Whichever one you're more comfortable with.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I'm not really in the mood for an ERP, so timeskip it is. Can you do it? I'm sorta busy. :b[/spoiler]
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Edited by Thot Slayer Emps: 10/6/2016 6:53:55 PM[b]Around 45 minutes later[/b] Chloanne was in her queen sized bed, her exquisite body was hidden under some blankets as she laid there presumably with the [b]extremely lucky[/b] Lucas. Her arms were wrapped around his chest and she was somewhat buzzed off Tequila. "Damn...that was...great." She slurred a bit, cuddling with Lucas.
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[i]Lucas cuddled back with Chloanne, his own arms gently wrapped around her. His hazel brown eyes were currently closed gently, a deep and very much satisfied sigh coming from the communist. His breath smelt of vodka, and his body had an odor of sweat and.. other things. I'm trying to be realistic, okay? [/i] "And you were the best part," [i]Was his response, his own words slightly slurred as well - though he did know how to hold his booze. [/i]
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Chloanne shut her own eyes too, today was pretty good for her. But she'd have to figure out tomorrow... "Mm..thanks." She slowly drifted off to sleep, her clutches on Lucas loosening.
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[i]Luke gave Chloanne a loving squeeze, still holding her tightly with gentleness, so he wasn't squeezing her to death. [/i] "Goodnight, moya lyubov'.." [i]He whispered, the last two words being Russian - though he didn't tell Chloanne the meaning, for he drifted off soon after. [/i]
