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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OOC: Feel free to comment here if your character wishes to get in touch with Samantha Grey directly. Let us keep any such material to PG-13 or less. If you're interested in something that should be matured tagged, contact me via PM and we can discuss it.
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Date: 2012-07-26 01:34 am (UTC)You're telling me this because I'm willing to listen, and you are in serious need of people who can do that. [And, she sighs. Blunt things, here we come...] Look, here's the deal. You're half-succubus, biology sucks, yadda yadda. Do you consciously want to bang my guts out and use them to decorate a Christmas tree right now?
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Date: 2012-07-26 01:43 am (UTC)[She listened to the question and swallowed thickly. She didn't want to look at Eve when she said what was coming next. She didn't want to ever admit it to anyone.]
I... do want to have sex with you, Eve... or at least my body does.
[If she's paying attention, the girl would notice that Sam's tail had idly coiled itself around her ankle, though it wasn't doing much else.]
I pretty much have a little bit of desire for everyone. I hate that about me. Part of me just wants to give in, throw you against a wall and lose myself, until we're too exhausted to think about this anymore, and I hate that. It's filthy, disgusting. I'm disgusting, and I don't want to be like that, so I keep it pushed down. Do I, actively, want to torture you to death? no. I do have little flashes where I can imagine what would happen if I did, though.
Real turn off for all that libido, I promise you.
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Date: 2012-07-26 04:49 am (UTC)[She's, more or less, uncaring when it comes to the habits of other species in relation to humans. To her, it was just weird to call out a non-human for doing things that amount to inevitable biological functions. Regardless, she does notice the tail coiling itself around her ankle, and purses her lips.]
Half of you doesn't want, and unless someone has a remote control for what you do in here, then I'm willing to bet it'll be easy enough to figure out when it goes off. So here's some good, old fashioned, blunt advice: build a bridge, and start getting over it. Things don't get better unless you put your back into it, even if it all goes to shit several times, got it?
[Welp. So sorry, Samantha. But she's more or less giving the other girl the same treatment she gives her makeshift "teammates" when they get stupidly hopeless in her opinion, yep.]
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Date: 2012-07-26 11:39 am (UTC)The deer is telling the wolf to stop worrying so much if it has to feed on it. You... have no idea how amusing the wolf finds that right now. But, at this point, I 'get' that you don't think of these things like most people.
And yes. You'll know if it's the 'other me.' Let me ask you this, Eve. [She turned towards her, wiping a sleeve across her face and drying the tears that had formed with a sniff.] Will you forgive the wolf if it hunts you one day, and you can't get away? Will you be able to look it in the eyes the next day, after this place spits you back out of death?
I'll... try, but I want to know this from you. You talk a good talk, but what happens if it's you I grab one day and I win?
[She noticed her tail then, lightly tapping the back of Eve's calf. With an annoyed grunt, she reached down and pried it off, giving it a smack.]
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Date: 2012-07-27 05:58 am (UTC)And by the way, if what you're saying happens around the next millennium? Then you'll have to excuse me for whacking the head off Hamlet next time she comes out to play. [Geeze.]
Now get up, or I'm dragging you up. You're starting to remind me of somebody I know.
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Date: 2012-07-27 06:09 am (UTC)Not, quite what I meant to say, Eve. Look, I'll take that. You see Hamlet coming for you, you go ahead and do what you need to, and we'll see who comes out on top. You're not the only one who's beaten things bigger than you before.
I just ... no, it's alright. I think, maybe, just maybe, we understand each enough for hand grenades. Let's get to the clinic, though. I feel like shit. That bastard's got steel toed boots.
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Date: 2012-07-29 08:30 pm (UTC)Got it, got it. But next time, invest in a bottle of pepper spray. It does wonders against asses with steel toed boots, I assure you.
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Date: 2012-07-29 08:42 pm (UTC)Action
Date: 2012-08-01 02:36 am (UTC)Action
Date: 2012-08-01 02:39 am (UTC)[As they started to reach Heimdall District, she smirked with a wince over at her. Somehow, 'bitch' didn't sound like it was meant to be an insult.]
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Date: 2012-08-12 02:48 am (UTC)Thanks. I'll take that as a compliment.
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Date: 2012-08-12 02:52 am (UTC)[She paused and looked up at the nearest building, sighing and rubbing her head.]
Tell me. Oh fearless one. If you don't mind me asking, what is it that made you come after me?
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Date: 2012-08-12 03:04 am (UTC)Action
Date: 2012-08-12 03:15 am (UTC)Or maybe that was just the imagination playing tricks on a soul.]
I see. Fair enough, I suppose. I won't try to warn you off anymore. I'm sure I'll have worse watchdogs in the end. You're... at least tolerable to talk to.
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Date: 2012-08-13 09:46 am (UTC)Thanks. You're pretty tolerable, yourself. Not too chatty, not too pompous.
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Date: 2012-08-13 01:37 pm (UTC)[She sighed and laughed again, wincing while she looked around the edges of Heimdall District. For some reason, this one seemed to have wandered into her life, and she had no idea why she was sticking her neck out. Still, she could try and take her at her word.]
I think we're getting close, Eve.
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Date: 2012-08-19 03:24 am (UTC)[Which was an understatement, but she won't get into that. Instead, she'll take a cursory glance around the streets as she continues on.]
Looks like it. I'm guessing it won't take too long, now.
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Date: 2012-08-19 03:29 am (UTC)[She gave her a curious look as they walked, the clinic looming about a block away.]
I can't imagine they're that common.
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Date: 2012-08-21 02:26 am (UTC)[Kidding, sort of. Hearing about a vampire's feeding habits was extraordinarily gross to her, however.]
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Date: 2012-08-21 02:37 am (UTC)Action
Date: 2012-08-21 03:09 am (UTC)Action
Date: 2012-08-21 03:19 am (UTC)I'm stubborn, but never let it be said I'm always stupid. I... can make the rest of the way if you want to call it a night.
...thanks.