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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jan 31, 2009 19:20:06 GMT -5
"Odd. Most men do more than just wince, you must be smaller than I thought- congrats on the impossible, my friend." She mock saluted him as she flailed her on leg that was caught, pulling away from him, her smile never dropping from her face. She wasn't a necessarily good fighter, she was just skilled at being particularly underhanded, it was a wonderful skill if you asked her. She personally didn't see the issue with how she dressed, she was only trying not to get her clothes ruined and this was underwear so it really didn't count all too much and it wasn't like she was showing an atrociously skanky amount of skin, in modern times there were people who went around showing twice as much skin, so even though she was in her undergarments she was wearing quite modest undergarments. But on to more important things, she reassumed her fighting stance, looking towards Von Neros, waiting to see what he would do next. She didn't seem worried at all.
Efram called that one in his mute not talking inability to call things out loud with his voice kind of way.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Jan 31, 2009 20:07:32 GMT -5
"If you were any more flatchested, I'd either be arrested for pedophilia or swarmed by gays," he shot back. Most people would not be able to understand how the two appeared to enjoy this so much. In his opinion, it was not how much skin one showed but how one showed it. Lingerie was pretty high on the sexy level, modest or no. He followed her quickly, swinging his fist low so to catch her in the stomach. She played dirty, which made the fight, for one of the few times in his life, hilariously fair.
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Post by Arual on Jan 31, 2009 20:18:00 GMT -5
Aubrey laughed to herself at the comment Harriet made. "We aren't even five minutes in, and you two look like you are having much too much fun with this fight. If you can even call it that...." she said.
Von got lucky today. Ugh. She did like Harriet, even if it was considered old-fashion drawl's (She's born in Mississippi.....but they moved to New York, so she doesnt have as much of a Southern voice as she used to growing up....which is why I spelt that the way I did), she was very hot. It was a relief to not worry about being fired because of orientation, and seeing both one handsome man.....and terribly hot girl fight. She prefered Harriet's side of the border, but she couldn't help but look at Von out of old habits......
Blue eyes kept themselves on Harriet, but if this got any more steamy inside the arena.....well, she'd either join...which was not possible in any matter.....or she'd have to break it up. Could she, even if it did get that 'intense'? Well, Aubrey didn't want to think THAT far ahead.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jan 31, 2009 20:29:08 GMT -5
"They're not that small!" she protested, "You can get a nice handful, okay?" She said, dipping to the side and snatching Von Neros' hand before he could continue through the punch and fall down, taking said hand and putting it over her left breast, "See? Not too small so I don't wanna hear you say anything. Got it?" she said, looking at him with an almost frustrated expression. "Otherwise I'd have to say something about Señor Pequeño down there." she pointed to Von's crotch, designating it as 'Señor Pequeño.' She then decided now was a good time to make a punch for Von Nero's face since her opponent's punching arm was currently occupied with touching a boob. This fight was rediculous if anything, neither of them wanted to lose but they didn't seem too dead set on going the extra mile to win. "I really need to figure out what I want if I win... though I doubt there's anything you can give me- Oh! I know! You can teach Efram how to be more relaxed around women! He's so nervous about killing another one he just needs to loosen up." She smiled, thinking it was a brilliant idea.
Efram on the other hand felt like his life was going to end any moment now, because he seriously didn't think it was necessary for Hatty to mention any of that. Killing a woman wasn't one of the high points in his life and it really was an honest mistake, he didn't mean to do it at all. Actually from that comment that Harriet had said made Efram look like he was absolutely mortified and embarrassed. He really hoped nobody would ask what happened because he was positive that Harriet would be obliged to tell everyone.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Jan 31, 2009 22:23:17 GMT -5
His other hand came to protect his face. Fighting could really spread seconds out, so it went something like this. First, he got a rush of heat that had nothing to do with the summer day and everything to do with the voluntary grope. Well. Breasts were sensitive, and she had given it to him quite willingly. He squeezed it viciously and twisted... it was really time he returned the favor anyway. He did not understand Spanish, so he figured that it was Mr. something-derogatory, but didn't give much to that. Then there was this about her friend in the stand murdering women. To each his own, Von Neros supposed, and there could be worse punishments.
"Of course, if you win, I won't leave until he's very comfortable with his opposite sex," he said blandly, continuing to move forward. Whether she wanted to move with him to a wall or end up under him was entirely her choice. He doubted he could get all of his clothes off before she shanked him anyway, so that was out of the question.
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Post by Arual on Jan 31, 2009 22:29:01 GMT -5
Aubrey only followed with her eyes. She didn't know Harriet's friend Efram, so she couldn't say much in being for or against that part of the deal. But she was missing out on the part she couldn't be in at all. Damn. Her hands went into her jean pockets and she decided she was sober enough in laughter to stand- nothing could make her fall like that today.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jan 31, 2009 22:55:06 GMT -5
"Thanks for helping out Efram then!" She continued smiling pleasantly, "And please don't squeeze next time something like that happens, and the twisting is a little much too- it's sore now." she had a sour little expression on her face for a flash of a moment. She didn't step back when Von Neros stepped forward, her eyes looking sternly towards his, no sense of worry or fear in them, she could put on quite a show when she wanted to. She actually seemed intimidating in a weird kind of way, "Are you going to push me?" She asked, daring him to try since it was obvious he was trying to lead her somewhere, moving the battle where he wanted to. She was definately a strange woman.
Efram wanted to shout for Hatty to change her side of the deal because in perfect honesty he didn't want to be more comfortable around women, he was already confidant where he was and he quite well knew enough about women as it was. It was impossible not to know quite a bit when Harriet and whoever Harriet's girlfriend was at the time were your roommates and Harriet didn't like towels either- she preferred to air dry. Yeah, Efram figured he quite well knew enough and didn't need Harriet trying to hire people to teach him more. There was a frown on his face like he was a child being grounded for breaking a collectible plate from eighteen fifty-three or something obscure like that.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Jan 31, 2009 23:08:34 GMT -5
"I am pushing you," he said innocently, casually throwing a punch at her while still forcing her down and back with his weight. "What are those, fake? You could have at least gone for bigger than that if you went down the implant path." He was not looking at Efram, and thus could not judge his expression, but he felt that 'thanks for helping Efram' was a little premature just yet. Considering both of them were too lazy to get down to killing each other like honest people.
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Post by Arual on Jan 31, 2009 23:11:26 GMT -5
Laura: Not much I can say to THAT one. Unless someone wants Aubrey in there too, not much I can do.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jan 31, 2009 23:32:24 GMT -5
"Implants? Fer what?" She asked, seeing as there was no such things as boob implants from a place created by a small child Harriet was completely unable to even know what such things were. She dipped her head away from the fist and she tried to make her own fist to make contact with Von Neros' gut, quite honestly not wanting to get pushed back any further as she stepped off to the side and around him, trying not to have this fight be facing him, "And don't you think you shouldn't try punching my face so much- if you win this wouldn't it be nice to be fucking a chick who doesn't have a black eye?" She asked, actually trying to make a point here. She never noticed how close to the wall the fight actually was getting.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Jan 31, 2009 23:40:03 GMT -5
How a small child did not know what implants were, but was aware of both sex and lesbians, was beyond certain writers.
Von Neros skipped back away from the punch and twisted a kick around to follow her. She was an odd one, but he was fond of her. "Everything's the same in the dark, and black eyes taste the same," he told her, also making a point. Some would call him a man of weird fetishes. He called himself not only a normal man, but an honest one.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Jan 31, 2009 23:46:45 GMT -5
(You and Efram could start up a good conversation!  Aubrey: How bought them Eagles? Efram: ..... Aubrey: Don't worry about that murder thing. I once left my fatally sick friend in the care of a deranged werewolf! Efram: .... Yay!) |
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Post by Arual on Jan 31, 2009 23:48:36 GMT -5
"You too afraid to have sex with the lights on or something, Von?" Aubrey said, somewhat shivering a moment from that. Perhaps it was because she could see it happening- every minute of that sick night between the two of them.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Feb 1, 2009 0:13:18 GMT -5
With children with talents like Alden's the world he had created was given ideas and concepts that could be advanced with the future, any technology was theirs to find and create in the future as well as personal interests and tastes, meaning simply that it takes far less time to create lesbianism in society and certainly a lot less time for the practice of sex to develop while breast implants took an advancement of technology that such a place had no reached quite yet. Thank you.
Harriet adopted Von Neros' own strategy, moving aggressively towards her opponent to drive him back towards the walls of the arena, though it wasn't likely that such a thing was something that Neros would necessarily have a problem with, she was wearing a peculiarly pleasant perfume from who knows where and it was a floral kind of smell with a tad bit of a sultry musk in it and it wasn't necessarily a heavy smell it was only when she was forcing herself closer to Von that it was even noticeable. "Are you sure you want to fight? What if we just made things a little more... tender?" She asked, placing a hand on Neros' stomach, "I mean... if you get what you want- ... what I want... right now then maybe there's no more need to fight?" She asked, leaning into him with a smirk on her face, "You may be a jackass but you're not half bad to look at." She said, which was probably the closest to a compliment that Von Neros was ever going to get from Harriet. Her touch wasn't gentle but it wasn't harsh, she was very good with what she did and she seemed to know what she was doing, her hand moving slowly down her opponent's stomach and towards some other things, her other hand was on the side of Von Neros' face and she continued to smile, "And I'm always up for a new adventure. How's Señor Pequeño doing?" she asked, a quirky twang in her voice from joking.
Well this was an unusual turn.
Efram looked on with disbelief, seriously losing track of where the fight had gone, he'd never seen Hatty do this in a fight actually. He looked from Von Neros to Harriet with a quizzical expression, honestly confused and he prodded Aubrey on the shoulder, wondering if perhaps there was some kind of explanation that Aubrey might possibly know of because it was obvious that Efram had no clue. Was there some kind of secret code between lesbians? Well frankly after living with one for some time he still had absolutely no clue over it and he preferred not to ask.
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Post by Arual on Feb 1, 2009 8:19:02 GMT -5
"Don't ask me." she said to Efram, her eyes locked on the fight. NOT FAIR! NOT FAIR! Aubrey was agreeing with Harriet this time, he wasn't bad to look at- like she had thought of before, but still.
"Harriet, just look at his shorts.......you can't lie about anything there!" she called out, holding back a laugh at Von for that unfortunate detail- though it wasnt anything bad for the two in the ring.
((Jealous. xD))
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