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07-21-2014, 09:17 PM
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This girl wasn’t giving up. The golden son had to hand it to the pink cursed mare, she didn’t know when to quit. Those soft lips curl, neither did he. Turning back that Spanish neck the gold smiles that cool grin. It’s such fake innocence and sincerity even she should recognize it as being a load of crap. Those earth eyes wanted to though. Show her you find the moment below you serious thought. Let her think you’re not really rooted to her or whatever moment she’s trying to create. What they see though is her smiling back at him in almost the same way. A brow raises as she lets the phrase slip off like a silk dress in the candle light. On hark leans back and then swirls forward. The thick blood lust still wasn’t there, but the golden son was a tinge impressed. Not that he’d ever admit it. It wasn’t that he found her cute after all. It wasn’t that her curves were finally speaking to him in tones his slow cold blood could understand. No, it was that she had dropped those thoughts as soon as they had picked them up. Many in these lands knew how to play games, but not like that. Still, that left the question of what did she really want? She had woken him. This meeting was completely her own doing, but she was leaving no clues as to what she desires. Inside mind is slowing slightly with the wonder. Question was how long could she make it last? Truth was, not very long. Arvakl demands his name. Oh hell no. A chuckle lifts through him. That pink bird may have some tricks but she was not thinking hard enough. Thranduil did not take well to demands. Now true civilities were not his cup of tea either but this woman especially was not getting her way. With a grin the golden settled on that little fact. She should know who she’s playing with now. Keeping quiet a moment she turns from him, missing a shiver run down the gold’s brown stripped spine. Chills were still bugging him, his body was waking up. Then the girl moves to look back. Those forest eyes spark and call, but they find nothing there for them, but a wink. “Nah, you’ll know it soon enough…” Then he just stood there, smiling at her. Yes let’s play a game. Your turn again. "Speech" Tag;; @[Arvakl] OOC;; Notes;; |
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