The Outlook
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DarkWarrioress
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They came to her room, she pushed open the door and tugged him inside with her. Closing the door behind them.
Annisthyrienne
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Well thanks for partying with me tonight, Fr33k. Maybe another time we can do it again. You can rock me with your favorites. As you can tell, my likes are rather eclectic. *Kisses his cheek.
Thanks for the dance!
The_gladiator
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He waves good bye to everyone else as the hall door closes and they make their way to her room. Once inside he puts his arms around her sweeping her off her feet carying her to the bed where he lays down to hold her while she sleeps.
Annisthyrienne
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Annisthyrienne
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The music makes me move my ass, popping my hips as I turn, giving Avellan a view of the 'nasty girl'! 
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Avellan13
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Here's one just for you Avellan. If this don't get you going, I don't know what will!
Smiles.
Funny, I almost forgot about that music. Haven't heard it in.... about a year. I stick with Rock and Classical Rock music.
Opens his eyes and looks at Thyri.
My favorite bands are The Cars, Cheap Trick, Bon Jovi, and Bad Company
Gets another drink from a passing waitress.
Annisthyrienne
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Well at least you like good music. Let's see. Here's one for you then. See if you remember this. Bonus points if you can tell me what famous movie a snippet of this song was in, and the scene it accompanied.
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Apollion
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The sound of footsteps could be heard as Apollo re-entered The Outlook. Looking around, the Sun God released a soft sigh before ordering a drink from the bar. When the bar-maid returned, he saw a little shiver.
Are you cold? Here...
Waving a hand, he passed some of his warmth over to her, smiling as the shivering and goosebumps on her skin stop completely.
Are you cold? Here...
Waving a hand, he passed some of his warmth over to her, smiling as the shivering and goosebumps on her skin stop completely.
fr33ks33k
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*His morning has started far earlier than usual. The rains that had drenched the area had finally abated, leaving the sands surrounding the Outlook more like clay. His footprints are deeply impressed on the beach, becoming a churned mess the closer one got to his current location. The memories of his friends going through the rigors of weapon training have him feeling nostalgic.
In his hands is a large broadsword, obsidian metal with a thin line of green runes along the spine of the blade. Despite it's apparent weight, his arms heft it with ease, swinging it with great speed. The sun has not quite burned off the cloud cover, but what glints to shine through cast an interesting sparkle on the metal of his sword.
Thrusts and parries, arcing slashes and twisted cuts mark the fevered pitch of his shadow-sparring. The runes glow bright, becoming a glowing ribbon of emerald. His final swing brings the sword down on the sand, the stored energies of the runes discharging in an outburst that flashes like a star dying, though with nothing to absorb the blow, the power is dissipated into the surroundings harmlessly.
Breathing heavily, he hefts the blade, smiling at the runes, running a finger along them as though reading them for the first time. A subtle motion and the blade is gone; his back turns on the waters roaring up the sand, nearing the mess of disturbed sand he's created. Higher tides will erase evidence of his actions this morning, but he is fine with that.
Taking the steps two at a time, he heads to the baths in the Outlook, seeking to cleanse the sweat and sand from his skin.*
In his hands is a large broadsword, obsidian metal with a thin line of green runes along the spine of the blade. Despite it's apparent weight, his arms heft it with ease, swinging it with great speed. The sun has not quite burned off the cloud cover, but what glints to shine through cast an interesting sparkle on the metal of his sword.
Thrusts and parries, arcing slashes and twisted cuts mark the fevered pitch of his shadow-sparring. The runes glow bright, becoming a glowing ribbon of emerald. His final swing brings the sword down on the sand, the stored energies of the runes discharging in an outburst that flashes like a star dying, though with nothing to absorb the blow, the power is dissipated into the surroundings harmlessly.
Breathing heavily, he hefts the blade, smiling at the runes, running a finger along them as though reading them for the first time. A subtle motion and the blade is gone; his back turns on the waters roaring up the sand, nearing the mess of disturbed sand he's created. Higher tides will erase evidence of his actions this morning, but he is fine with that.
Taking the steps two at a time, he heads to the baths in the Outlook, seeking to cleanse the sweat and sand from his skin.*
DarkWarrioress
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The subtle sea breeze carried upwind, blowing her hair from her face as she leaned against the balcony rail of her room. Why the bloody hell was she awake at this hour? Her eyes scanned the horizon then dropped, as if drawn to a certain area.
Energies. They twitched along her skin. Her eyes sought but found nothing. A small secretive smile crossed her lips. Did he think he could hide it? Or was he even bothering to? She gave a mental shrug. Not her story to tell. Her eyes lifted to the horizon again, out where still waters ran deep.
One of these days, Fr33k. One of these days.
It was a soft mental promise. Of what? That remained to be discovered.
She returned to the interior of her room, letting the sheer curtains fall back into place.
fr33ks33k
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*A long, hot shower has left him feeling refreshed. A light button-up shirt, the top few left undone, and a simple pair of jeans are his attire for the day. His steps carry him to the railings of the Outlook, leaning against them at first, but he feels the need to climb them, sitting atop the metal bar, attempting to find a balance of straight posture and comfort. Thankfully the winds were not heavy this morning.*
dragonrazor
Boobies...BOOBIES....
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I just had a really weird idea pop into my head, and I can only blame Jeff, who had a similar idea months ago.
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dragonrazor
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Imagine human versions of the characters from Sonic Extreme (the game upon which the anime, Sonic X, is based)
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The witch walks along the shore, bare feet leaving prints behind that are almost instantly erased by the water. In her palm, a black stone is tightly held. Her eyes are closed and brow creased. Her mind is an unhappy place. Stresses and strains have mounted over the last few days that need to be released.
She pauses, facing the sea, and then with something of a yell, she hurls the stone out across the water. Her words following it as it vanishes below the waves.
"With this stone anger be gone, Water bind it...no one find it!"
Almost instantly her mood seems to brighten, her face relaxes and blue eyes open.
"Better...much better..."
Turning she heads up towards the Outlook, long black dress skimming her curves.
She pauses, facing the sea, and then with something of a yell, she hurls the stone out across the water. Her words following it as it vanishes below the waves.
"With this stone anger be gone, Water bind it...no one find it!"
Almost instantly her mood seems to brighten, her face relaxes and blue eyes open.
"Better...much better..."
Turning she heads up towards the Outlook, long black dress skimming her curves.
fr33ks33k
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That is extremely odd...aren't those characters already anthro?
*Ears perk at a shout, eyes glancing down to the beach. A soft smile as he spots a long-absent patron of the Outlook*
dragonrazor
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That's my point. Actual humans with the same abilities and personalities.
Britwitch
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The witch reaches the top of the stairs and smiles warmly at those present, its been far too long between her visits here lately. She orders a wine from a waitress and leans back on the bar beside fr33k.
Nice to see you, I hope all is well with you...?
She takes the wine with a quiet thank you and sips the pale, golden liquid
Nice to see you, I hope all is well with you...?
She takes the wine with a quiet thank you and sips the pale, golden liquid
fr33ks33k
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It'd be interesting to see an artist's rendition of that.
dragonrazor
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There's lots of that around. It's mostly hentai though.
fr33ks33k
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Yes. Nothing too much to complain about. And you?
Not surprising. I would hope for a less pervy depiction though.
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