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Post by Deleted on Oct 5, 2015 19:43:28 GMT -5
Nechku Snuck Through The Mansion Of the Candle Cult Making Her Way To A Certain Yaviin's Room To Give Him a Small Gift.Once She Reached Amon's Room,She Opened The Door Quietly And Quickly And Went In.He Was Sleeping As She Hoped He Would Be.She Pulled Out Her Gift,A Small Orb Of Blue Sandstone.She Took Aim And Threw At Amon,Hitting The Back Of His Head.
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Post by Nevermore117 on Oct 5, 2015 20:07:43 GMT -5
With a startled yelp, Amon leapt from his nest of pillows, scrambling from the source of the sting. He wound up pulling several draped fabrics free from the ceiling and walls, bringing everything crashing in a colorful mess on the floor.
"Wha- who's there? What?" he grumbled, struggling to free himself from the pile of fabric scraps and pillows.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 5, 2015 20:12:15 GMT -5
"It's Nech,"She Said Laughing.She Walked Over To Amon and Began To Help Him Untangle Himself From The Colorful Mess
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Post by Elysium on Oct 5, 2015 20:16:53 GMT -5
Elysium barely held back a snicker where he sulked just off to the side of the entryway, face delightfully human save the crooked, fanged grin that split his lips. He shook his head fondly, crossing his arms over his "bare" chest and leaning against the doorframe casually, broad shoulders and imposing frame and all. His tattered hood overshadowed his tattooed face, bright eyes glowing within the darkness. He said nothing, simply examined the situation with a silent amusement.
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Post by Nevermore117 on Oct 5, 2015 20:22:15 GMT -5
"By the dark, Nech, did ya have to wake me up like that?" He got to his feet, shaking free of the soft fabrics and ignoring the ones that still clung to his rough skin. "I was in the middle of a dream, y'know..."
It was then that he spotted a splash of color in his doorway that didn't look quite right. "Hmm, and who's that over there?"
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Post by Elysium on Oct 5, 2015 20:30:40 GMT -5
"Guilty!" He grinned, waving a hand. He sauntered forward into the room, gently picking a piece of cloth from the draconian's hide. "Sleep well, lovely?" He crooned, rancorous laughter ensuing as soon as the statement left his lips. The other looked admittedly adorable in this disheveled state.
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Post by Nevermore117 on Oct 5, 2015 20:38:04 GMT -5
"Pff, like a baby grub, I did!" Amon gave Elysium a broad and toothy grin in return. "'Till I was so rudely awakened by a certain someone. And how've you been, doll?"
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Post by Deleted on Oct 5, 2015 20:54:28 GMT -5
"I've Been Doing Pretty Good,"She Answered.She Picked Up The Blue Sandstone And Offered It To Amon.
"By The Way I Found This While I Was Out In Town The Other Day,I Figured You'd Like It. "
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Post by Elysium on Oct 5, 2015 20:56:57 GMT -5
Elysium grinned, sweet and easy, and he cocked a hip as he lightly tugged another piece of fabric from Amon's hide. "Oh, simply wonderful. Found myself a new set of fangs! They're real pretty," And it was at this point that his fanged grin returned as he lightly hooked a finger under the other's chin, leaning down close as he raised the other's face to be level with his. "I would love to have someone to help me try them out." He sang, voice low and only as seductive as he thought fit the mood (very). As quick as he was there, though, he was practically gone, standing as straight as his leisurely posture would allow, picking another piece of fabric from Amon's hide. He cast an impish grin sideways to Nech, before tugging at another piece of fabric, patting Amon on the head, and stepping back.
"Well! I think that about does it, hm?" He asked, laughter ringing in his voice.
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Post by Nevermore117 on Oct 5, 2015 21:15:39 GMT -5
It took all of Amon's willpower to keep from laughing aloud, especially when Elysium brought their faces closer. "Ahaha, alright, Mr. Suave, you win. I don't think I know enough 'bout courtship to beat that kinda performance."
He was quickly distracted by Nechku's offered gift. "Ooooh!"
Plucking the stone delicately from her hand, he bounced across the room to a burlap sack nailed crudely to the wall. He pulled the sack open and dropped the stone in. "Thank you, m'darling, ya just earned my good graces again!"
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Post by Elysium on Oct 5, 2015 22:30:13 GMT -5
"Aww, what about me?" Elysium pouted, splaying a hand over his heart in his mock offense. "Am I in your graces, Amon?" He asked, pouting, clasping his hands off to the side, and batting now comically oversized eyelashes. Returning his lashes to normal, he flashed Amon an absolutely dashing grin that was in no way whatsoever predatory. The pearly white of his new fangs glinted menacingly.
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Post by Nevermore117 on Oct 5, 2015 23:07:49 GMT -5
Amon copied Elysium's gesture, clutching his own chest with one claw. "Oh no, I didn't mean to imply that! How could I do anything but adore you, my dear friend?" He forced down a giggle at his own words.
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Post by Elysium on Oct 6, 2015 1:05:52 GMT -5
Elysium stepped forward, heaving a heavy, overdramatic sigh. He grasped the claw set over Amon's heart in both of his hands, barely holding back a grin as he forced a solemn expression. "Oh, but perhaps there is.." And it was here that he cast himself away with a flourish, one hand coming up to rest at his forehead, and the other still held onto Amon's hand, gripping it with a feather touch though it was the only thing that kept the lanky creature from falling. "Another!" His voice held all the mocking woe of a stereotypical woman in some half-rate romance movie from the early 1950's. "Someone else who holds you hand, and your heart!" He tossed his head about for emphasis as he spoke, and heaved another woeful sigh. Righting himself on two feet again, he slipped fluidly to kneel on both knees before the draconian, and with his hood thrown back, he held Amon's hand tight in both of his as he looked up to the other.
"Oh, if only you could tell me who held your heart!" And it was at the last word that Elysium's composure broke, that he dissolved into giggles at Amon's feet. He rested his head against the hand he held in a loose grip, shoulders shaking with quiet laughter.
((what have I brought upon the world? two grown ass homem reinacting a scene from a terrible love story))
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Post by Nevermore117 on Oct 6, 2015 9:32:24 GMT -5
That was it. With those last words, Amon burst into laughter, utterly shattering what little composure he had left. He dropped to the floor beside Elysium, struggling to catch his breath between harsh, wheezing giggles.
Amon rolled onto his back. "Heheheh, Nech, y'gotta, eheheh, save me from this guy, he's gonna be the death'a me!" he cried, paws outstretched towards her.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 6, 2015 9:52:56 GMT -5
"I Don't Think I Could Be Of Much Help With That,"Nechku Said Bursting In To A Fit Of Laughter At The Scene.She Leaned Against A Wall For Support
"I Feel Like I Just Watched A Really Bad Romance."
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