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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Feb 1, 2009 13:41:15 GMT -5
Von Neros greatly appreciated her concern, but he did not hesitate in head-butting her. She really had invited it, getting so close, and his expression turned a bit roguish.
"It'll be better when you mean that, you little snake!" he said, half outraged and half laughing by her audacity. She smelled nice, and he felt that doing a lesbian would probably be like doing a virgin. I mean, come on, what were carrots compared to the real thing? For him, he was expecting to have to drag her half-conscious. She didn't seem like the type to give in until her nails were stubs, her voice was a rattle, and her muscles a wreck. He'd try to be nice, though, and go for non-permanent damage.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Feb 1, 2009 13:58:07 GMT -5
Harriet staggered back, frowning at having been hit in the stomach and she crossed her arms over her chest, looking very displeased, "And who's to say what I mean and don't mean?" She said in a slight wheeze from the attack moments before, and a pout on her face, "And could you think to call me something other than a snake? It's not the most endearing term and if you're trying to make it hurt then there are a lot of other, better choices." she pointed this out, acting as if she wasn't telling Von Neros to come up with better insults. She had moved on the defense though, focusing on blocking Neros until a better strategy could be either devised or put into action. She was putting a lot of focus into this and more effort than she should have been, she was a librarian though, not a fighter.
And when I say librarian I mean tends for books and stuff, not like the librarian from those movies with the spear of destiny and the Judas chalice and stuff. Harriet was just a normal librarian.
Efram felt like he was just brushed off by the woman watching the fight and he didn't make any attempts to communicate again, he simply watched with the hope that Harriet wouldn't do something overly stupid which was actually the kind of thing that Hatty seemed to specialize in doing. Dumb stuff. Like this fight. Believe it or not Efram was completely terrified something would happen to Harriet, even if the two of them didn't see eye to eye they were still roommates and friends, though they were very strange friends but that was rather painfully obvious.
((XD Who changed the title to R-Rated? It's seriously not R-Rated, more like PG-13, actually because nothing really bad was written.))
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Feb 1, 2009 15:01:52 GMT -5
"Women don't know what they think, so I'll have to decide for you," he responded breezily. "And if you'd prefer something else, I might open up to a suggestion. I wouldn't want to hurt your feelings," Von Neros said while rolling his eyes heavenward. She asked for a fight, and he wasn't going to get distracted by her tears or sweat, just appreciate them. Since she was on the defense, he kept up a steady battering at her blocks without actually breaking through. Then, ducking a little, he swung his leg out about a foot from the ground to swipe under her legs. With any luck or skill that would trip her up.
(This is a pretty clean site, and attempted family-friendly. This roleplay is full of cursing and (varied)sexual tension. It won't stop most people from looking, but it's best that they expect the worst. That way they can't say we didn't warn them. xD)
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Feb 1, 2009 19:43:48 GMT -5
Harriet stepped back to get space between herself Von Neros when the kick was made but it clipped one of her legs nonetheless, she was just a librarian after all and not a skilled and well trained fighter. She fell to the ground with a slight bit of spin to the movement and she landed on her side. She didn't seem to be too happy, probably because she was already seeing where this was going to go and she rolled her eyes, as she started scrambling to get up since she didn't really want to see Neros' smug expression if he managed to actually get anywhere near her when she happened to be on the ground. It would kind of piss her off, actually. She brushed a few strands of hair out of her face, her hair was getting messier and messier and sooner or later she'd just have to let it down but she didn't really feel compelled to do anything like that in the near future she had too much on her mind as it was and they were important things- like fighting. "Son of a...." she grumbled the last bit of the phrase to herself unhappily, "That was my favorite leg, now look what you went and did."
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Feb 2, 2009 20:56:27 GMT -5
Von Neros really did not consider him to be going for her right now. While it would be undeniably kinky to have a go at someone on a bloodstained battlefield, he didn't think he could do it with two of her friends watching. Women. To win in a battle, however, a person either must pin someone down or beat the living hell out of them until they fall down. He had just been trying to go for the former. Of course he was smug, though. What was a man who did not enjoy destroying someone weaker than them?
"You're going to love what I do to the rest of you, then," he snickered, running as if to land another punch before ditching it for a full out tackle. At least she wasn't swearing. How unladylike.
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Post by Arual on Feb 2, 2009 21:00:31 GMT -5
Aubrey watched. It was hot alright. Hotter than a squirrel on a hot tin roof in the heat of July with five Texan tomatoes sizzling with bacon and taco sauce.
Li-Wa: Well that wasn't long and drawn out at all.
I, Laura McHopper, totally agree with that statement.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Feb 2, 2009 21:11:06 GMT -5
Of all things Li-Wa had planned this was the perfect moment for the best of all of them, and oddly enough Harriet reached into her bloomers and was considered very fortunate that they were a puffy, roomy kind of undergarment and pulled out of all things- a gun. What? We already established this fight wasn't going to be fair and Harriet figured that if anything then this was unexpected and she was already sure that she wasn't going to let herself lose. She smirked "Does this mean I win?" she asked, pulling back the hammer with her thumbs, she probably only had a few shots before she was out but the fact that she was just being tackled made things a bit easier. She wouldn't fire unless she had to but she had an expression on her face that read that she figured she had Von Neros beat. Call her a cheating whore but she was one smart one if anything. She actually had a bit of the breath knocked out of her when Von Neros landed but she kept her hands tight on the weapon, her finger not on the trigger but it was nearby just in case. What? You didn't expect her to really be willing to give up all her weapons for the fight, did you?
(this is why I wouldn't have minded her getting pinned against the wall, just goin' for some close, unavoidable situations for the fight, really.)
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Feb 2, 2009 21:29:38 GMT -5
Pupils widened against green iris as they struggled to see into the dark abyss of the gun's barrel, and Von Neros felt a deep, reflexive twinge spike through the scar on his head. Fecal matter, not again. His muscles were locked in shock, but he recovered from the second or two of numb that instinct and fear demanded. There were many things that Von Neros pushed and played around with, but enemies with guns were not one of them. Call it a learned lesson.
Even though he felt severely shaken--it was almost phobic to him--he smiled as cockily as ever. "You win, you cheating whore," he said, cracking up laughing. Ah well, at least he got to lay her down good. She really was his kind of women, and he hadn't given up on her because of a gun and a wall of sexuality. Didn't it say somewhere that everyone had bi potential?
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Feb 2, 2009 21:46:46 GMT -5
"Maybe you can have a rematch some other time." She said with a smile, though not willing to put the weapon away just yet, obviously she didn't find anything wrong with the fight and as far as she figured she won rather fair and square. There was a bit of laughing and she shoved Von Neros off of her, apparently deciding that it wasn't worth being enemies over this. Friends were welcome but she did make the obvious connection that Von Neros was a much different friend from Efram, because despite Efram's prickly disposition at times it was perfectly fine to crawl into his bed on those cold nights because Efram was like a teddy bear, a very warm teddy bear and Von Neros? Well, it would never be anything like that with him.
Harriet never once thought that Efram might not appreciate the late night human heat pad treatments and she never once thought that Efram might not want to be more comfortable around woman and again, she never once thought that Von Neros' influence could effect her creepy close friendship with Efram. "See, schnookums! Everything's fine!" she said, standing up with a bit of laugh remaining in her voice, "juuust fine!" she waved to Efram, the pistol still in her hand as she started getting up. Happy day!
Efram wasn't quite sure what kind of outcome he would have preferred to get in the fight, because he wanted what was best for Harriet but he also didn't want to be 'tutored' or whatever by this Von Neros guy. There was a reason why Efram didn't do anything intimate with women! And it was a good reason too! And no. Efram is not gay. Efram is straight. Thank you. Sentence fragment. Sentence fragment.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Feb 3, 2009 19:01:02 GMT -5
Neros lay against the ground on his back, arms spread out as he lazily scanned the sky. His hands were clasped behind his back, which was to say under him, and they would stay there until they stopped trembling. It wasn't so bad, really. He was new to the area and willing to make some new connections, and this was the kind of connection that usually worked out well. He'd have some fun times, and when he got bored he would ditch, whether Efram liked girls by then or not.
The redhead sat up and rolled to his feet, pausing to brush the dirt off of his pants. Of course, there was no guarantee he'd get bored right away. Maybe he would even be able to straighten this guy out... figuratively speaking, of course... He walked up onto the stands, giving a wink at Aubrey before looking at his eager charge.
"Hey, Efram, welcome to the Neros school of women. I am your teacher, Octavius Shreckengaster, and I would prefer if you didn't laugh at the name," he said with much sarcasm. Not about the name, part, however. "Your first lesson in being comfortable around women is not letting them call you ridiculous names."
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Feb 6, 2009 20:54:58 GMT -5
"Schnookums is not rediculous!" Harriet frowned, "Pooterpants would be rediculous." she explained, "Schnookums is perfectly respectable." she obviously wanted everyone to understand that she would never call Efram something that could be defined as rediculous, because who knew how a rediculous pet name could ruin the life of a man! Harriet had respect for her good friend, wasn't that clear enough already?
Efram didn't move an inch, he simply stared at Von Neros, hoping he would go away. Hostility wasn't what was shown in his expression though, it was simply dread, complete and utter dread at this whole ordeal to come, if he could talk then he'd have to give Harriet a talking to but obviously such things were impossible.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Feb 7, 2009 18:21:28 GMT -5
"It's just not fair, cheat-whore," he said with a wide gesture. "Sure, Pooterpants is bad, but Snookums is just as embarrassing. You're the one who wanted me to be his teacher, so you'll have to trust me on this, cheat-whore. So......" Von Neros, or Octavius, or whatever alias he felt like using at the moment, examined his charge critically.
"Can he talk? At all? Or did you just abuse him into a scared silence?" He wouldn't put it past her. Then Von's smooth green gaze settled upon the innocent girlfriend, and he knew how this must be done. "Hey, Aubrey," he called, "My redheaded lesbian, get over here and be my beautiful assistant. Efram isn't going to learn how to be comfortable around girls with just me and cheat-whore Butch here."
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Feb 7, 2009 21:17:36 GMT -5
"Efram can't talk... but he can make noises, lots of noises. He's what we like to call a half mute." Harriet nodded, "And I believe that you must have me convinced with someone else, my name is Harriet if you please, not 'Cheat-Whore." she made air quotes at the words 'cheat whore' though she didn't seem too overly bothered in actuality, she just thought of it as another affectionate term. Knowing Von Neros as she did already it probably was, since cheating was something he did as well, and from what Harriet could guess Von Neros was probably very fond of whores. So it was a good thing. Butch wasn't the slightest bit endearing on the other hand, unless Von Neros was odd that way... then again there were better ways to make people do as you wanted, and Harriet was a hand talker which only helped her now.
She talked, "And I would appreciate it if you didn't call me 'Butch' because I happen to very much be a good young lady. Thank you." she nodded, her hands making the quick gestures that were often associated with hand talkers, the only thing that made this especially noticeable was the fact that she still had a pistol in her left hand, well- we now know she was left handed at least. But yeah, seeing someone nonchalantly waving a pistol about like it was nothing was enough to bother anyone. Insulting the armed woman was not wise, mind you.
Efram closed his eyes with a displeased expression on his face and there was a disgruntled sigh before he opened his eyes to look at everyone again, acting as if this might have been some kind of mad hallucination that would go away if he wanted it to badly enough, it wouldn't be a first. Too bad this was all real. He really, really didn't want to be put in any situations involving getting comfortable around women again, Harriet should have known all of this already and why was she pushing this all on him now? Well that was obvious- it was because like always, Harriet thought she was doing what was right, it was always like that, wasn't it? Yes, it was. Efram was not entitled to an opinion until that opinion can be stated in words that could effectively interrupt Harriet's own thoughts from thier direct route from her brain and out her mouth.
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Post by Arual on Feb 8, 2009 8:14:08 GMT -5
Aubrey walked over, rolling her eyes. "Von, are you both stupid? He doesn't want to do this! Pick another punishment, Harriet- the poor guy has obviously had enoughof your tortures." She came over and stood just behind Von Neros.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Feb 8, 2009 12:37:15 GMT -5
"I always follow up on a promise, Aubrey," he replied with a winning smile. He patted her shoulder reassuringly, except then the hand curved around her neck and forced her into a serious kiss. It wasn't a long one, sure, but he danced out of the way of any backslaps or other forms of retaliation.
"See, Efram? By the end of these lessons, you can hope to be that comfortable around women. Think of the confidence you've been missing." He bowed to Aubrey, better showing the scar on his head. "I thank my beautiful assistant for her demonstration."
Though he wasn't exactly happy about her waving the gun around, he was more or less sure that friends did not shoot friends, so it didn't overly bother him. "Harriet is a name too dazzling for my lips, cheat-whore, but I will remember it fondly."
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