IC Inbox - Asgard Eventide
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samantha_greyAn old, brick edifice stands in front of the burnt-down ruins of a home in the hillside. Mountains rear up in all directions, covered in lush, green vegetation. Nobody comes this way anymore, but you have the sense that anything placed in the mailbox attached to this old structure will be found by someone, the only living person for whom this place still has any meaning.
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Date: 2013-03-09 06:42 am (UTC)[Eridan noticed the slight expression, and he does his best to make her crack, to see a spark of life back in her expression. This solemn girl isn't nearly as fun to goad... or at least that's what he tells himself to justify his worry.]
You knoww that you fuckin' owwe me after that little stunt, right? I'm thinkin' jewwelry or at the vvery least a good session a' grovvelin'.
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Date: 2013-03-09 04:33 pm (UTC)[Her eyebrow raised and she got a naturally smug look on it, her lip twitching at the edge of irritation while she glanced at him, her voice sounding oh so prone to making him eat those words.]
I think I might just get you a nice pretty silver necklace with amethysts set in it, pretty purple amethysts, and a good long platinum chain to lead up to the leash handle I'll hold.
What would you say to that, prince?
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Date: 2013-03-10 06:39 am (UTC)Even if it made his bile sack flip in a decidedly pleasant way.]
I'd wwish you fuckin' luck on gettin' it around my neck, harpy. You talk a good talk, but wwe both knoww you're not goin' to be able to control me enough to make that possible.
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Date: 2013-03-10 04:38 pm (UTC)[She chuckled softly and sighed, reaching up to rub her forehead.]
We really don't have any clue what the hell we're doing, do we? Fuck it... might as well plow forward. I just...
Don't ever regret something you've done with me, Eridan.
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Date: 2013-03-10 07:57 pm (UTC)Never, Sam. I've never regretted a fuckin' thing. An' I don't intend to.
An' havvin' a clue's wway ovverrated.
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Date: 2013-03-11 02:38 am (UTC)In the meantime, though, the ball's in your damned court for next round. I'm the one that duped you, remember? And for god's sake, this time if you're so big on no clues, don't telegraph it so much.
[Yeah, she was ready for posturing. Posturing felt less like something was horribly horribly wrong.]
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Date: 2013-03-11 05:35 am (UTC)Wwe'll see, Sam. Wwe'll just see. I'll givve you a hint though, I hope you like bein' on your knees.
Because I havve half a mind to remind you just wwhere your place is exactly. At my fuckin' feet.
[It's a big bluff, but said in an almost joking tone.]
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Date: 2013-03-12 01:04 am (UTC)[She chuckled and leaned back, a little glad to be back to normal, even if she wasn't sure they were entirely addressing things. Still, it was a start.]
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Date: 2013-03-12 05:59 am (UTC)[With a smirk, he waggles his fingers in a wave.]
Until later, my harpy. Try not to get in any more fuckin' trouble.
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Date: 2013-03-12 04:18 pm (UTC)