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| Saturday Fun Time; ATTN: Jhael | |
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| Topic Started: Sunday, 18. May 2014, 12:31 (195 Views) | |
| Clarice Harris | Sunday, 18. May 2014, 12:31 Post #1 |
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Sexually abused by a Jew
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OOC Wandering through quiet streets of Kensigton, Clarice dialed Malfoy's number. She had a weird feeling this is the right person to invite. And so she waited... |
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| Jhael | Sunday, 18. May 2014, 20:27 Post #2 |
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Prince Blucher's Dinner (still not quite house trained)
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The blink of the phone caught his eye and he pulled his headphones off before snatching it up. Sitting cross legged on the floor of his walk in closet, Jhael's fingertips strayed over the keyboard he had been practicing on as he checked the number that was trying to call in. It was never spam at this time, so couldn't be ignored. Harris. He clicked and shoved the phone between his shoulder and ear. "Sir! How may I help you?" he answered in an earnest voice, possibly confused with another Harris in his list. |
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| Clarice Harris | Sunday, 18. May 2014, 21:35 Post #3 |
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She didn't mind being called Sir, that was the least important thing for now. A stream of words came out of her mouth Yo man, feeling frustrated lately? I know you are, how about this: we meet up at park and beat the shit out of some big fish? And it's 100% legit, deal of the year! |
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| Jhael | Sunday, 18. May 2014, 23:21 Post #4 |
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Prince Blucher's Dinner (still not quite house trained)
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He blinked in a mental record scratch. Oops, wrong Harris. He'll just pretend he meant to call her 'sir.' "Huh. Sounds interesting. Let me check my agenda for the night, sir." He had no agenda tonight. That was his way of buying time to think. To go off into the night to meet a Malkavian with the intention of beating someone up. What could go wrong? His fingers pressed the keys in the tune of Depeche Mode's World in My Eyes while he mulled over this, though the sound only came through his headphones. He hadn't risked it yet, but he was concerned that if he was anything but silent in his closet, a cranky Ventrue would be inspired to test whether he could play the keyboard with his rectal muscles. "Sorry, sir. Back. So, what is this? Do I need to come alone?" |
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| Clarice Harris | Sunday, 18. May 2014, 23:42 Post #5 |
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Sexually abused by a Jew
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Sir, again. She smirked but then tried her best to remain silent. And again, breaking all her resistance. Short burst of laughter stroke Jhael's ears You can invite more buddies, the more the merrier it gets. Mr Starling is our host, you sure know him. And if that isn't enough, you can beat me up as well, I can guarantee you'll be safe there. (paused) Shit, I don't wanna know what your boss would do if we...accidentally...broke you... Anyway, if you wanna come we're meeting on Saturday night |
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| Jhael | Monday, 19. May 2014, 00:16 Post #6 |
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Prince Blucher's Dinner (still not quite house trained)
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"Oh. OH!" Apprehension at this invitation plummeted with Mr. Starling's name and he sat up straight. The excited movement drew attention from the other living thing in the house, who hopped off her sweater throne to head butt his knee. "Yeah, I know him." Know him, he smirked to himself while he ran his hand along Rosie's white tail. "For sure. Give me a time and place. Should I bring anything? Dress code?" His cheeks had warmed a little, but he took the laughter in stride even though he dropped the 'sirs.' As far as he was concerned, he didn't need to be entirely self conscious with someone who shows up at funerals in a toga. |
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| Clarice Harris | Monday, 19. May 2014, 14:08 Post #7 |
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Sexually abused by a Jew
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Malfoy boy caught the bait, she was so happy that futher punch-ups may now be established as her new habit. There was no mention of any other invitees so far, curiosity was burning her up, yet she wouldn't insist right now. Eventual surprise was worthy of it Naaah, it's a fair fight with bare hands; dress in comfy way. We're meeting in Beddington Park, London Road entrance. Saturday evening, I think 10 PM should be alright... Yeah, enough time to get in there. Though I don't mind if you're late, let's say 11 PM is the deadline. If you're busy or something just let me know, we'll meet on another Saturday |
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| Jhael | Tuesday, 20. May 2014, 18:49 Post #8 |
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Prince Blucher's Dinner (still not quite house trained)
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"I'm better with pointy things, but I can use any practice. Saturday's perfect, count me in." An opportunity to train with them will come in handy, an unofficial bump up in his self defense course. Better this than going straight into a lethal situation with the bloodsuckers. "Thanks and tell Jeremy hi. Will see you then." Text to The Young Master
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| Dove | Tuesday, 20. May 2014, 19:30 Post #9 |
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Tramp
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Text to (Va)jayjay. 30 seconds later... Text to (Va)jayjay.
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We don't have to wait till the morning, the Sun will never go down. And we will be this way forever. Dove stuff! | |
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