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Post by Odin on Mar 16, 2009 2:25:16 GMT -5
Odin started to snicker, then full well laughed as Kyrea wondered about the obviously missing second twin. His eyes even closed as he laughed and walked across the street. “Yeah.” He said once his eyes were open and he could talk again through his temporary hysteria. “Yeah. Um yeah, at’s why we go stay at in, ity inn.” His words were continuing to slur, but he mostly knew what he was saying. If it weren’t for as much as he drank on a regular basis, he wouldn’t be fairing nearly so well as he was. Most other people would have been on their knees by then if they were still conscious at all. Odin was actually still cognitive enough to keep something of his mind and hold the twins in cohesive command. The two dead girls would inevitably be poorly animated, but only so much could be done after an entire bottle of rum and a few drinks. He would definitely need water.
When the drunken trio reached the front doors of the Inner City Inn, Odin lifted one leg in front of himself. His leg stumbled a bit as he strained to balance, even between the two women; they were drunk too after all. Once he caught his balance, Odin pushed the door open with his foot and walked in with the two ladies on his arms.
“Need a room ‘lease.” Odin said as the three approached the front desk. When the clerk looked up, Odin turned his head and gave Kyrea a kiss, then turned his head the other way and kissed his still fresh looking puppet on the cheek. Even drunk, he wasn’t going to go too far with a dead woman, even for show. “Water.” He added with a laugh as he looked back up at the clerk. “N a lots a water, plea.”
The man at the desk was a little astounded by the two stunning women Odin had under his arms. He averted his eyes though and tried to act polite. The attention was what Odin had aimed for with his stunt with the twins to begin with though, and this man had just seen what would have seemed to be the same woman walk in only a minute or two earlier. While the clerk looked over his sheets, Odin leaned over the counter and took a look for himself. Squinting for a few moments, Odin looked up at the clerk, who was then staring at him not knowing what to say. “Um, room tee oh sen.” Odin said, sliding down off the counter. The man blinked, looked confused, and asked him to repeat. “Room, th, three, oh, sev en.” He managed, squinting all the while. Gaston was listed in room three o six and room three o five was also booked. Staying that close to the other twin would keep her in decent contact with her necromancer, and it would also allow Odin to retrieve her in the morning. There would also be some taunting in store for the despicable man in the morning when they would meet in the halls by design.
“Room three o seven.” The clerk repeated back to Odin and handed him the keys. “Check out at noon.” The man added. Odin slid his hands down both the girl’s backs and gave both their asses a good firm squeeze. This gave him the pleasure of the squeeze, for Kyrea’s ass anyways. The blond’s ass was starting to get stiff, not to mention the mere knowledge that she was dead. The act also gave Odin a renewed look of astonishment from the hotel clerk, to which his response was a solid wink.
“Water.” Odin insisted. He wasn’t leaving without a good source. There was of course water in the room, but Odin wanted a pitcher or two, since the water in the room would only be so cool. A moment later, the clerk had two pitchers of ice-cold water poured for him and Odin took one, drank a bunch, then offered it to Kyrea as his mindless dron carried the other and they began for the stairs.
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Post by Kyrea on Mar 16, 2009 2:49:33 GMT -5
Kyrea half followed half led her drunken partner to the Inn, she was indeed drunk, but not quite so much as Odin, her tolerance having been quite a bit higher than his, though still, she was indeed very buzzed. She helped support him as they made their climb to the front door and smiled as he used his foot to open it, when she did after all have a free hand that she could have done it, but her smile widened the more she thought about the sight of his foot coming up to kick it open.
As they approached the counter, she even nuzzled closer to Odin as he talked to the clerk, her growing iridescent blue orbs following Odin over the counter as he checked the room where he wanted to stay.
“You’ve got a cute ass.” She said to him as they walked away from the counter and took the offered water and drank some of it down, he nose cringing at the tasteless drink. “Rum’s better.” She commented as she continued to hold the pitcher in her hand.
They walked up the flight of stairs to the third floor, which took them some time what with all the stumbling and bumping into one another, though, the water seemed to be spared the entire time and no one fell, so altogether, they did a great job. Kyrea took another drink from the pitcher, but didn’t swallow it, instead, she turned to Odin and squirted it at him, her aim wasn’t all that great though, in her current state and instead of hitting his face as she had intended, it got his neck, but she giggled all the same.
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Post by Odin on Mar 16, 2009 3:14:05 GMT -5
“Danks.” Odin laughed, happily complimented on his rear end. “Rum good.” He nodded and smiled as they continued to stumble up the steps. “Ut wata makes it hurt less.” He added, laughing again as they stumbled to the top of the steps to the floor their room was on.
Odin took the pitcher of water from his walking puppet beside him and drank a lot of the water. He needed to get some of his mind back for sake of the dead girl he had sent along with Gaston, as well as for his own night’s fun. Once he got to where he wanted to go with Kyrea of course, which he was growing more and more certain he was going to, the drone he had sent with the twisted man would be fairly Idle.
As they reached the door to room three o seven, Odin started to laugh a little to himself and as he fumbled to unlock and open the door, he continued to laugh harder and harder until he spilt a little bit of his water and put the pitcher down on a table in the room. Odin even had to let go of the two women he had walked in with and lay his hands on both his knees as he bent over laughing. “Aston will ave.” he tried to explain what he was laughing at, but was still laughing too hard. It was a terrible pun really. “Gaston will ave.” he tried again, still laughing hysterically as his puppet began to roam aimlessly in the room without his guidance. “Gaston,” he paused this time, trying to pace himself so he could finish the sentence. “Will have,” he paused again and took a big deep breath before losing to a brief outburst and then continued. “A dead lay tonight.” Once he had finally successfully said his pun, Odin burst into laughter once again before finally finding a seat on a soft sofa chair next to the table he had put his water on.
By the time he had calmed down and wa breathing properly, Odin had to shake his head and take another drink of the cold water before realizing that Pectus, as he had aptly named her, was thudding against the far wall as she repeatedly walked into it. “Oh the closet.” He said, actually without slurring. He got up then and opened the door to the room closet and the drone marched into it so he could close her in and lock her up.
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Post by Kyrea on Mar 16, 2009 3:29:34 GMT -5
Kyrea thought over his, ‘it hurts less’ comment, she was confused. She had never drunk as a human before and so, she honestly had no clue as to what he had meant by it. As a vampire, she’d never gotten this buzzed and so, she never had a hangover or anything close to it. The more she thought about it, the more confused she became.
“Rum hurts you, then why did you drink it?” She asked innocently after his little pun, to which she did laugh at, but only for a moment as she was honestly too confused over the fact that he’d stated he was hurt by the rum she had bought for them and was beginning to feel a little upset that she had caused him pain in such a manner.
The little Queen then walked into the room, watching the dead girl as she bounced herself against the wall, to this, she laughed slightly and raised a brow at Odin before he had opened up the closet and ordered the girl inside. She settled her pitcher of water on the table next to the bed after taking another small drink from it. She then turned to Odin waiting for an explanation, as she truly was very, very confused as to why anyone would drink something that was going to harm then.
Certainly, Kyrea was a very educated and intelligent being, but alcohol was not something she had studied in her over 500 years of existence, and she had never felt its after-effects.
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Post by Odin on Mar 16, 2009 3:58:11 GMT -5
“Oh,” Odin started, confused himself at what Kyrea was asking. “What?” He wasn’t at all sure what to say. He sat himself back down on the sofa chair and took another long drink of his water while he tried to think about the question. Thinking wasn’t going too well though, since he was too drunk to fully concentrate and he almost forgot what the question was.
“I like,,, your eyes, when you’re stim, lated.” Odin said as he glanced up at Kyrea from where he sat, trying to breathe steadily and catch his senses. He was working real hard and seemed to be gaining a little success at better forming his sentences since he got to rest a little and drink some more water. He then took another long drink from his pitcher and put it back on the table, then leaned his head down.
“Rum hurts,” he started to explain, looking a little disgruntled as he wondered how he had lost track of the question to begin with and turned his head up again to look back at Kyrea. “In the morning, when you no drunk no more.” He continued, still not talking quite right, nor would he likely that night; he was quite drunk. “But it real fun now.” He finished with an enormous grin and a light chuckle as he rubbed his eyes.
By that point already, Odin wasn’t paying much attention to the puppet he was pulling in the next room; he didn’t really want too much feedback from her on what Gaston was doing, and he didn’t honestly have the attention span for it in the first place. The drone was holding her own well enough for the situation, and Odin still commanded enough of a presence simply by being near her for her to remain somewhat functional.
Odin drank more water and put the pitcher down again, then stood up from his chair and wandered over to the bed where Kyrea was standing. “Fun fun.” He grinned and put his hands on Kyrea’s waist and looked her up and down.
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Post by Kyrea on Mar 16, 2009 5:02:18 GMT -5
All though, she really didn’t understand what he was trying to say, her mind didn’t want to try and continue to think over what she was concerned about either. Besides, now she had him to herself, no prying eyes, no dead chicks at his side. Besides, he seemed perfectly happy now and honestly didn’t seem too concerned about this hurt he was talking about and so, Kyrea let the issue fade away.
“Thanks.” She replied to the comment about her eyes as she watched him sitting there. “You know, it’s odd how funny everything looks.” She stated as she looked then about the room through her somewhat distorted vision.
The moment he touched her waist with his hands, her attention however returned to him alone, the way the room looked lost its effect and she smiled up at him, her iridescent orbs seeming to take on even more of a glow as she near purred in his arms. “Indeed, fun…” She left the sentence to hang as her hands slid up his arms to come to rest on his shoulders.
Kyrea grinned for a moment and then she even gave a half laugh. “Now that the kids have been put up for the night the grown-ups can play.” She said with a very silken voice as she leaned in and ran her lips over his neck again, though this time, she didn’t hold herself back so much a she had been all night and she allowed her long canines to scratch at the surface of his skin and shuddered slightly at the feeling it gave her. Her head moved upwards until her lips were just below his jaw to the side and she pressed a bit harder, breaking his skin to make him bleed slightly, but not enough to actually harm him of course. Her tongue came out then and she tasted the metallic flavor of his blood and then did purr as her head moved up once more, bringing her lips to his ear.
“And play we will.” She stated quite passionately just before she pushed him onto the bed and fell with him. Of course, she hadn’t actually meant to fall with him, but she wasn’t all together too sturdy on her feet and that’s what happened and she laughed at it slightly as she crawled over him and looked down as one hand moved to the back of her head and she pulled the tie that had kept her hair up all night and allowed her dark locks to fall over her shoulders. She tossed the hair tie off and into the room someplace, where she didn’t know or care, and then brought her hand down to run her fingers over his chest, with a very playful look in her eyes.
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Post by Odin on Mar 16, 2009 20:26:19 GMT -5
Odin continued to grin as Kyrea spoke, and as she trailed her mouth along his neck. He inhaled heavily as she broke his skin; he quite liked a little bit of sadism in a woman and then he fell, a little startled to the bed. He hadn’t been hard to push over, even if Kyrea hadn’t been superhuman. His hands detached from the vampire’s hips as he fell, though as she fell over him, his hands returned before very long. Even as disoriented as he was, Odin could still find the perfect places to hold his hands on her body.
Odin gripped lightly at Kyrea’s hips, his thumbs pressing a little bit into her pelvis. His fingers reached around her waist and held her in place as she landed over him. As Kyrea leaned more comfortably over top of Odin, he smiled up at her for her hand’s attention to his chest, and slid both his hands over her hips and reached a firm but gentle hold on either side of her ass.
While he kept his hands full with the feel of Kyrea’s wonderfully formed ass, Odin leaned upward and started to repeatedly kiss her chest and neck. As he did that, he also moved his hands to pull the mesh from her legs and make an opening under her skirt. Once he had a sufficient space in the mesh, Odin slid his hands up her skirt and grabbed a firm but gentle squeeze on her bare ass underneath. Just as his hands closed down on Kyrea’s bare skin, Odin closed his teeth around her bare neck and bit down quite hard; enough to draw blood on her as well. Odin was wonderfully excited for Kyrea, and he would be certain to excite her as well. What was the point in womanizing if he wasn’t going to please the woman he took to bed? Odin needed to satisfy Kyrea extremely well, especially since he knew she would do the same for him. Thinking about it already, and having the tiny, beautiful woman in his hands already on top of him, Odin was hard as a rock beneath her.
It was miracle that Odin was still conscious at all, let alone sexually stimulated, but people often said that he had enough testosterone for a bull and that was probably quite right.
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Post by Odin on Mar 17, 2009 6:56:01 GMT -5
Odin laid with Kyrea for a few minutes, held her and smiled. He enjoyed the feel of a beautiful woman in his arms, and enjoyed making her comfortable. It was tragic though, that he so desperately needed to get up. Despite his dire needs, Odin stayed lying with Kyrea for another few minutes while she fell asleep and then he felt even worse about having to get up.
He did eventually slide his arms slowly and gently out from under her, and laid her softly to rest without him as he walked over to take a sip of water that soothed his throat, then swiftly made for the washroom. It was a great salvation that sexual arousal kept a man from peeing, or he would never have gotten so far as he did. He had been holding the bottle of rum, the multiple drinks, and all the water in the whole time and it was quite due time for it all to come out.
After the marathon of a bathroom break, briefly stumbling into the bathroom doorway on his way out, Odin wandered over to the windows and ensured that the blinds were completely closed so the sun wouldn’t bare down into the room come morning. Then he drank some more water, then more water, and wandered back to the bed. As he reached the bed, Odin slowed down and tried to be as quiet as he could. He then slowly and carefully climbed back onto the bed and slid his arms as gently as possible back under Kyrea’s back and lowered himself delicately onto her so that he was holding her as he was before. He had tried very hard, and desperately hoped that he had not woken her and then he too, fell asleep.
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Post by Kyrea on Mar 17, 2009 16:39:07 GMT -5
Kyrea didn’t stir when he got up not a single bit except perhaps for the slightest moan as she subconsciously new he had moved away from her. That moan was not a pleased one, but an almost sad one, though nothing more was heard and she definitely stayed asleep.
When he returned to the bed and after he had slipped his arms about her again, once more bringing his warmth to her body, her lips turned up into a smile as she slept and when he had settled himself completely, her head moved in and nuzzled against his once more but she remained asleep still and she would until she woke.
Her sleep was filled with visions, some not so good, some actually quite frightening, but what was different was the new ones, the new visions that danced now in her mind, those of a Necromancer a girl and a great feeling of caring for this girl, like a sister she thought in her mind as she slept. There were a lot of other thoughts in there too, new ones though they were more jumbled and distorted and made no sense. The snippets of visions and memories she’d obtained from him weren’t many and though she couldn’t make them all out, it was the picture of the pale Necromancer that caught in her mind most often, ”Surreal” She actually whispered at some point in the early morning, but that was all.
Kyrea opened her eyes after she heard herself speak and turned to look over at the sleeping man beside her and smiled. She felt drawn to him like never before and though certainly they spent a wonderful night together, there shouldn’t have been such a strong connection and that was when her waking mind realized her err that evening and she sighed. She had allowed him a taste of her own blood, though in such a miniscule amount wouldn’t harm him in anyway; it had linked him to her all the same.
”Oh Odin…” She whispered softly as she brought her hand up and lightly touched his hair with her fingers as she continued to watch him sleep for a while longer before closing her eyes again and rested her head against his.
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Post by Odin on Mar 18, 2009 0:53:01 GMT -5
Odin slept solidly all night long. He wouldn’t have heard any of the whispers that Kyrea had made; he was far too drunk and tired to have woken up. His sleep was not without visions of his own though. What Odin saw was not due in any way to what had happened with Kyrea; what he saw was purely because of what he was.
Odin had images of death and suffering in his mind. More vividly though, he had images from the room next door; he hadn’t paid the trick much attention, but he wasn’t getting away from seeing what happened. It was like someone else’s memory, something imagined or something dreamed; what Odin saw was always that way whether he was asleep or awake. Also, Odin felt alone; he felt confined in the dark. Obviously the twins were not feeling anything at all, but he felt through them.
By the time he would wake up in the morning, Odin would have had a full night of memories that he hadn’t needed to live. His life of course was full of those, even when he wasn’t pulling any puppet strings. The things the necromancer felt were beyond his control, and he rarely paid them much attention at all.
By late morning Odin did wake up, and it took him a half a minute or so after opening his eyes before he started to move around and get up. As soon as he did get out of bed, Odin went straight for some more water. While he drank, he stared at Kyrea. She was possibly even prettier in the morning with the slight light that seeped between the blinds. That thought struck him, and he then hurried against a throbbing in his head to pull a spare blanket up against the window.
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Post by Kyrea on Mar 18, 2009 1:12:14 GMT -5
“Don’t bother.” Kyrea said from the bed as she half lifted herself from the mattress, and watched him hurry over to put the extra blanket up over the window.
Checkout was at noon and Kyrea had already come to the conclusion that she’d have to go through the change in front of him anyway, no point in hiding it from him now. He was bound to figure it out when she didn’t die from exposing herself in a couple hours any way. She truly didn’t want him to see it, just the same as Titus, she hadn’t wanted him to have to go through it with her as there was nothing that he could do to stop it or to make the pain go away, it was just as it was though and she was stuck in this room until she did go through it and she really didn’t have that much time.
“How you feeling this morning Odin?” She asked, more out of curiosity than anything for the small bit of blood he’d tasted from her during their play time that evening. To this, she really was concerned. She felt him, felt his slight panic as he saw the sunlight and she knew she was connected and now, she was staying calm, more calm than she would otherwise had been.
“The sun isn’t going to kill me.” she then told him, knowing the question he’ d have in his mind. “Not going to say it won’t hurt like hell, but it won’t kill me.” She finished with a half laugh.
Kyrea offered him a warm smile, she knew he’d be confused, or perhaps he had already figured it out, she wasn’t sure, not all humans knew that there were few vampires out there who could walk about during the day and even then, those people still wouldn’t have known the change one had to go through to do so.
“He hasn’t woken yet.” Kyrea then stated about Gaston. :At least, I would have thought to hear him by now had he.” She continued and smiled at the Necromancer.
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Post by Odin on Mar 18, 2009 1:41:33 GMT -5
“Huh?” Odin replied in bewilderment as he was lifting the blanket up to the window. He thought about what she said and obviously the blanket wasn’t going to help. Still holding the blanket up above his head against the window, Odin turned around to face Kyrea again but twisted his arms around each other to keep the blanket where it was, behind him then. Once he was facing Kyrea with the blanket at his back, he lowered it and wore it like a cape and wings, his hands still gripping either corner as he wrapped it halfway around himself.
“And no, he’s not up yet.” Odin confirmed, shaking his head as he started back towards the bed. “Oh, now he is.” He added, though there hadn’t been a sound. As he said that, Odin held out one arm, his hand still holding the corner of the blanket so it stretched out like part of his arm as he pointed to the wall in Gaston’s direction. “He’s taking a sniff of Posteri right now, hasn’t figured it out yet.”
Odin continued to walk back to the bed where he sat down and dropped the blanket on top of Kyrea just for kicks. He then stood up and found his clothes to put on. “I’ll be meeting Gaston in the hall soon.” He said while putting on his pants. “Do you have any makeup with you?” he asked then, turning to look at Kyrea.
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Post by Kyrea on Mar 18, 2009 2:04:14 GMT -5
Kyrea watched him and the blanket, her smile growing all the more as she did. His confused look, the way he’d turned to her with his arms still holding the blanket against the window and then how he’d wrapped it about his shoulders like a cape. She even gave him a little laugh as he tossed it over her. Then as she crawled her way out form under the blanket she sat up and watched him dress then thought about the make-up question and then smiled. “Oh I might have some in here, hang on. She said as she jumped across the bed, landing on her tummy and leaned her head and upper torso over the edge to grab her skirt. Her little purse was attached at the hip of the skirt and she drove her hand inside and dug around for a moment as she turned around and then sat, legs crossed on the bed to look inside.
“Here, its not much, but at least its something.” She told him, holding out some lips-gloss and a bit of very light foundation and of course, a mascara, giving him a quizzical look as she did.
She hadn’t the slightest clue as to his intention, but he had that playful air about him again that she so adored to watch. She wanted to go out into the hall to watch whatever it was he had planned, but couldn’t’ remember if there were any windows out there or not and she wasn’t ready to change just yet. She did however throw her skirt on, hop off of the bed and found her shirt, snapped it back around her and watched. She was becoming very curios, her shower could wait.
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Post by Odin on Mar 18, 2009 3:04:51 GMT -5
Odin stared as Kyrea dove over the side of the bed. Her position had given him a wonderful view of her bare bottom, which he was not about to miss. He gladly took the few makeup items that she had for him. He had to count himself lucky in fact, that Kyrea had any on her; she didn’t seem to need any herself, and he really should have come more prepared.
“I won’t be too long.” Odin told her with a coy grin. “But it’s now or never.” He turned around then, opened the closet door to let Pectus out, and she followed him to the door. Once open, Odin did not close the door behind him. He figured Kyrea would want to see.
“Oh good morning Gaston.” He said, stepping out into the hall. The man was startled, and looked extremely uncomfortable. Odin stood directly between Gaston and the steps to the lobby and from behind each of the two, a not so fresh looking dead twin joined them in the hall. With Pectus standing at Odin’s side, they effectively blocked the path ahead of Gaston. “What a night eh?” Odin asked the awkward looking man who was glancing around from dead woman to dead woman and to Odin and at the steps he couldn’t get to. Odin was grinning widely and gave Gaston a wink.
With a raised hand, Odin waved Posteri over to himself and as she stepped up to face her master, Odin took out the lipstick and applied it to the risen dead woman’s lips. “Oh I know baby.” He said in a patronizing voice to the dead twin. “Morning is so awful, isn’t it?” the necromancer then turned his head to look at Gaston who was still blocked from the steps and gazing in awe at the necromancer beautifying his drone. “I know, they don’t look so good the morning after, I understand.” He then looked back to his drone and started work on the foundation.
“You sick, sick fuck.” Gaston said in a low tone through a quivering voice; he was clearly disturbed.
“Oh me?” Odin asked with feigned shock on his face. “Oh no.” he retorted, “I didn’t sleep with her.” He raised a fist in thumbs up to point at Pectus. “I got the girl you wanted last night, but I didn’t drug her.” Odin leaned back and glanced into the room with a grin, teasing Gaston more than he was trying to involve Kyrea. “She was AMAZING by the way.” He enounced happily, turning back to Gaston. “How was the umm,,, dead chick?” he asked with a straight face as he finished touching up what foundation could and pulling out the mascara.
“What I do is art, you see?” Odin smiled as he finished his work on the first dead twin and looked back at Gaston, holding one hand on the side of the woman’s face as if to showcase his work. Though she had been dead then for a day and her color had faded, Odin had made her look presentable enough to walk her through town and get her back to the graveyard. “You though?” he shook his head at Gaston before taking the other dead woman’s face in his hand and beginning to apply the makeup to her as well. “Drugging women because you’re too ugly to get a woman and too weak to rape her yourself? That’s just low. And now fucking a dead chick? Gaston, necrophilia is a whole new level of wrong. I honestly don’t know how you live with yourself.” All the while, Odin had been working on Pectus’ face. By the time he was done talking down to Gaston, he was done his work and showcased her face to him the same way as he had Posteri’s.
“What?” he asked, looking at Gaston, who was clearly freaked out. “You don’t like it?” Odin took another look at each of the twins’ faces. “I think they look alright.” He stated, then turned to face Gaston entirely.
“Now think about this every time you want to violate a poor girl at the bar.” Odin said with a more serious look. “And remember, there’s no limit to the ways I can violate your soul, even after you’re dead.” He paused then for a second as he thought about it. “Especially after you’re dead.” Odin raised one hand and put it on Gaston’s shoulder with a solid pat. “I can be your Devil Gaston.” He told him with a smile. “Or I can be inconsequential.” With that, Odin gave the man a nod, turned around, and walked back into the room. Both the girls followed the necromancer, and the door was closed behind them.
“Here’s your makeup back.” Odin said as he handed them to Kyrea.
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Post by Kyrea on Mar 18, 2009 3:37:46 GMT -5
Kyrea was very curios indeed and she stood in the doorway, though back inside the room a it and watched as Gaston met up with Odin. She laughed a few times, not bothering to hold it back as Odin berated the guy as well and even leaned over and waved at Gaston when Odin looked into the room at her after telling Gaston he’d had her. She never said a word or at least not a word Gaston could hear.
”Ya, you are lucky you ‘re not dead.” She whispered under her breath with a small growl behind her whisper though other than that, she simply watched and laughed and when Odin came back in she walked up to him and placed a kiss on his lips.
“That was great.” She stated the fact and then looked at the girls. “You do an alright job.” She approved as she took her make-up back into her hand and then placed it back into her bag. “Good thing I use such a light foundation, anything else would have just looked so wrong.” She then stated as she turned around and went toward the bed, placing her bag now on the table and smiled over at the twins and Odin still standing there.
She then walked back towards him, taking her shirt off then un-clasping her skirt, neatly stepped out of it and went into the washroom. “Coming?” She asked as she stuck her head out from the doorway and grinned over at him before moving out of sight once more and over to the shower.
Kyrea was happy to see that this was one of the hotels that actually pumped warm water up from below for their guests to take showers, as she honestly did not wan tot go home all sticky and smelly as she was, covered in dried blood and sweat was definitely not a way to walk through town in the light. She reached her had in and turned on the water and waited for a moment until she got it just right and then stepped in. She didn’t necessarily want anything sexual, but she did want to have him near her for a while longer, and this was her chance either way it turned out.
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