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Post by Corban Anastasius on Mar 18, 2006 15:26:54 GMT -5
He'd woken up as she'd left the room, and was staring drowsily at the cieling, still not fully concious, and having trouble remembering where he was. By the time that Vira re-entered the bedroom though he'd awoken from his half-unconcious stupor and was looking at the small fluffy creature in her arms with bewilderement riddled upon his face. Yawning, he pulled the blanket over his head while sinking his face into the pillow, muttering something about having been replaced by an animal, which was clearly a joke but Corban was a fairly good actor.
OOC: Mine's drunk and laying in an alley somewhere. ):
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Post by Minerva Balzac on Mar 18, 2006 15:32:49 GMT -5
She giggled as she climbed over him and crawled back under the covers next to him. "Corban, don't say that! You know I love you more than anything, anyone!" she assured him, placing the kitten on her stomach.
It stumbled acrossed her and onto his back, crouching down and looking at his hair, a mischevious glint in it's eye. It pounced forward clumsilly, batting a lock of his hair gently with it's paw. Vira laughed at the kitten's playful tactics. "I think it likes you," she said, reaching over and taking Corban's hand in her own as the kitten crouched down once more before batting his hair again.
(( lol, poor muse... ))
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Post by Corban Anastasius on Mar 18, 2006 15:44:08 GMT -5
Corban pouted, pretending to be sulking even as he felt four tiny paws wandering up his back. He didn't move, curious to the kitten's antics. As his hair was pounced upon he gave out a mock-groan of pain and annoyance as he mumbled.
"It's attacking me!"
He sat up, the kitten slipped down his back, attempting to dig it's claws into the fabric of his hoody to prevent from falling down, but evidently failing and landing with a soundless thud on the bed. Corban ran his fingers through his ebony locks, tidying it somewhat from being played with by the kitten, all the while pouting sullenly and casting small mock-glares at the heap of fur on the bed beside him.
OOC: It's come home, had a nap, drunk some coffee and is now back....For now.
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Post by Minerva Balzac on Mar 18, 2006 15:55:20 GMT -5
She laughed as the kitten played with Corban's hair, and his comment. She watched as the kitten slid down his back, landing on the bed. Minerva wiggled her toes under the covers and this movement caught the kitten's attention once more. It crouched down by her leg, watching the movment before pouncing on her feet, trying to bite her toes playfully through the covers.
This only made Vira laugh harder as reached down and scooped the kitten into her arms. "Corban's just being a big ol' bully this evening, isn't he?" she said to the kitten, obviously only teasing. She leaned over, kissing his cheek before holding the kitten out to him. "Isn't it just adorable?" she asked. She didn't know why, but Vira had always had a soft spot for cats. "Go ahead, it's not going to bite!" she added, clearly wanting him to hold the little kitten.
(( Woot! Your muse has returned! ))
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Post by Corban Anastasius on Mar 18, 2006 16:00:03 GMT -5
His lips parted slightly, looking appalled and offended at her accusation of him being a bully, and again this led to the generic pout and knitted eyebrows, crossing his arms over his chest and pretending to be angry and frustrated at her and the small feline.
When she held it out he gave it an indifferent stare, then nudged it's shoulder, it's smallness and meekness causing it to topple over from Vira's hands and back onto the bed.
"Well it bit my hair!"
He whined, as if attempting to justify his actions, hiding a smirk.
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Post by Minerva Balzac on Mar 18, 2006 16:07:45 GMT -5
Minerva opened her mouth, giving an overdramatic gasp as he knocked the kitten from her hands and back onto the bed. She picked it back up and moved slightly away from him, a look of false anger on her face. She stuck her tongue out at him in a childish fashion, having trouble hidding a grin from her face.
The kitten gave a confused sounding meow as it squirmed from her hands and ran to the edge of the bed in the clumsy way kittens do. It looked over, trying to find some easy way down, testing the sheets to see if they would hold it. It turned around and made to run to the other side of the bed, but tripped over Corban's legs. Vira could hold her smile back no longer, moving back over to Corban and leaning back on the pillows.
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Post by Corban Anastasius on Mar 18, 2006 16:12:35 GMT -5
The serious, childish sullen look that had been plastered on his face finally broke, and in it's place was an amused, mischevious little smirk, that was still very childish in its self. Picking up the kitten by the scruff of the neck, he placed it on the floor, rather than have it tumble down and end up hurting itself, which Corban had been pretty confidence it would have done. And he secretly didn't want Vira giving all her attention to a wounded kitten, being the attention-seeker he was himself.
Lying back onto the bed, he shut his eyes and yawned again, wondering idly what time it was but not particularly giving much of a care and so not making the effort to ask.
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Post by Minerva Balzac on Mar 18, 2006 16:19:57 GMT -5
Minerva watched as he lowered the kitten to the floor. It scampered over to the window, occupying itself with the curtain on the window, batting at it playfully. She laid back down on the bed as well, her head on his chest once, her left arm drapped over his stomach. She closed her eyes, realizing she didn't really want to do anything that night. "Do we have to go out tonight? I just want to stay right here, with you. If we get hungry, I've got pig's blood we could drink," She knew he didn't like hunting, and was fairly sure he wouldn't mind, but she thought it was best to ask anyway.
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Post by Corban Anastasius on Mar 18, 2006 16:44:42 GMT -5
He nodded at her, edging closer and holding her once more. Her words hadn't entirely registered at first, again having drifted off into his own little world for a few seconds or so.
"Alright. If you don't want to hunt tonight."
He felt odd saying it, he hadn't been in the presence of another vampire in a long time and it felt awkward to him to speak of hunting so freely and openly to another, especially another vampire. Being one of those nights where he wouldn't drink blood at all, he had no intention of getting up anytime soon. Usually on these sort of nights he'd spend his time painting or writing, but he was perfectly content with laying next to her.
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Post by Minerva Balzac on Mar 18, 2006 16:51:57 GMT -5
Similar thoughts had crossed through Vira's mind. If they wern't going to hunt, why get up any time soon? She was verying much enjoying having him next to her. She opened her eyes and lifted her head, turning to face him, a gentle smile on her face. "Thanks," she said softly before leaning and and kissing him passionatly.
As she did this, the feeling of flying came back to her. The kitten had somehow found it's way back onto the bed and now sat there, watching the two kissing, it's cocked to the side, a curious look in it's eyes.
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Post by Corban Anastasius on Mar 18, 2006 16:58:30 GMT -5
He returned the kiss but didn't allow it to go on for long, pulling away to look at the kitten and make a sharp movement with his right leg that gently pushed the kitten back off the bed; a mischevious smirk flickering momentarily on his face.
He kissed Vira's lips lightly, then took the pillow he'd been lying on and threw it at her, having ultimately decided that rather than lay in bed he wanted to be a bit more playful and scheming than usual. He proceeded in smiling at her innocently.
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Post by Minerva Balzac on Mar 18, 2006 17:07:15 GMT -5
Minerva pouted when he broke the kiss, giving him a 'would you leave that poor thing alone?' look as he pushed the kitten gently back off the bed. Her smile returned, though, when he kissed her once more, blocking the pillow and laughing as he threw the pillow at her. She took the pillow and hit him gently in the face with it before tossing it aside. She bent back down, gently nuzzelling her face into his neck before bitting playfully, being careful not to break his skin.
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Post by Corban Anastasius on Mar 18, 2006 17:29:26 GMT -5
Allowing the pillow to hit him in the face, he blinked several times, apparently rather confused and disorientated. Shrugging, he lay back down as Vira nuzzled his neck. He smiled to himself as she bit into his neck, and jerked himself away tauntingly, grabbing the nearest pillow and tossing it to her once more, laughing softly under his breathe. He bared his fangs in a playful, yet menacing way as he spoke.
"Grr! Bite me and I'll bite you back!"
Still grinning, he reached for the pillow again, finding he was unusually hyper.
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Post by Minerva Balzac on Mar 18, 2006 17:37:00 GMT -5
She laughed as he spoke, blocking the pillow best she could. She grabbed it before he could, hitting him with it playfully before tossing it to the floor. She moved herself ontop of him, sitting on his legs and placing her hands on his shoulders. She found his playfullness was wearing off onto her.
She looked down at him, a mischievious look on her face, a note of playfullness in her voice as she spoke, "That a promise?" She nuzzled her face into his neck, once more bitting his neck in a teasing fashion.
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Post by Corban Anastasius on Mar 18, 2006 17:45:55 GMT -5
He blinked, staring at her with wide, innocent eyes as she sat upon his legs and pinned him down. Grinning again he nodded at her question, flashing his fangs at her before she began to nuzzle his neck again. He pouted and whimpered in a helpless, pleading manner, pretending to try to wrench himself away from her. He whined pleadingly.
"Get ooooffff....I feel so abused..."
He leant forward, pressing the tips of his fangs very lightly against the skin on her neck and dragging them down towards her collar-bone, just deep enough to leave a small white line down her neck.
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