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Post by Hatake Kakashi on Feb 12, 2004 2:15:02 GMT -5
Kakashi moves slowly down the streets of a city. He's given up on Calithin's trail, the creature is impossible to trail properly because of his constant teleportation.
So, the Shinobi has taken another trail: following Fascia.
Ukko promised that she and his son now lived anew but he has been unable to find them yet. But now, he's found them at last, he's sure.
Stepping into the shadows the cloaked figure vanishes from the street.
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Post by Jareth on Feb 12, 2004 2:19:53 GMT -5
She did not expect him to be so persuaded so quickly. The feel of his lips against her breasts. She pushed him away and tore off her shirt then rejoined his embrace. Her hands searched his waist and found the edge of the towel. Her hands went searching again to find the source of his power. The source of all of mans power. she finally found what she had been looking for and ran her fingers along the edges and up and down. SHe then used her other hand to tear the towel free. SHe kissed his mouth then moved to his ear. Slowly and with deliberation she moved down his neck and chest and stomach.
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Feb 12, 2004 2:24:45 GMT -5
I feel as though there is a lot of catching up to do.
"You see, I've been looking for you. I don't know why, but your name stuck in my head. I was hoping that we could sit down and chat." I looked at Kaieka "Unless you are busy."
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Post by Hatake Kakashi on Feb 12, 2004 2:28:32 GMT -5
Kakashi steps out of a shadow in the room, looking around quickly as he emerges. He spots Fascia and slowly steps closer, raising on hand as if not believing his eyes wholly.
"Fascia? You live again?"
His face and in fact most of him is hidden by the wrapped cloak and even his hands are gloved.
"Then Ukko was telling the truth."
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Post by Kaschei on Feb 12, 2004 2:28:52 GMT -5
Kaschei would love to kick her away like a dog, to put her down like a sleeper. But even he is not that strong willed. He holds her head with his hands. Fingers messsing her silky hair. He wants to stop her. He wants to end this for magic, power, or evil. But his body is now compeled by the erotic sensations of her mouth around him.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Feb 12, 2004 2:35:48 GMT -5
"Kaieka, why don't you return and tell everyone that I purchased a building for our HQ. Tell them that Dinari Dollar funded it."
Bassarov watches Kaieka turn to leave. Then he turns to Mischa.
"I would love to catch up with you." He whipsers, then kisses Mischa on the lips, quickly and softly, but with a love and friendship that was hibernating in his heart.
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Post by Jareth on Feb 12, 2004 2:42:39 GMT -5
She never thought he would let her do this to him but it seemed so natural. To give him pleasure, Physical pleasure instead of from destruction.
She worked him with her mouth and one hand. The other hand had snaked its way up his stomach and was scratching down. SHe then snaked it up his lower back then raked her nails down his buttock. With each pass of her hand he swayed into her. I guess he himself likes a little pain as well. SHe nibbled a bit, not to hurt him, then returned to worshipping his power. She was in utter bliss.
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Post by Fascia on Feb 12, 2004 2:46:58 GMT -5
I stand up, my heart leaping within my chest.
"Kak... Kakashi?"
I can't believe that it is really him. So much has happened. It has been so long since I have seen him. I run over to him and throw my arms around him. I know that we haven't been close, but I feel a bond between us. I carried his seed inside of me.
"I wondered if you would ever... I mean, I am so glad to see you."
I stop and think.
"A son! You have a son!"
I run to the babie's room and pick up the sleeping child, bringing him into the livingroom. All else fades except for Kakashi and the boy. We are alone, even though there are others there. They are unnoticed in it all.
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Post by Kaschei on Feb 12, 2004 2:50:27 GMT -5
Kaschei feels a pleasure that magic has never granted him. Her relentless movements. The nails in his back. It all wears down the walls of his hatred and cruelty....
"....I...am sorry...I mistreated you....I am sorry..."
But then he hears it. The dark and distant voice of Louhi.
He pushes Jareth away.
"You can't....I can't...just leave! Leave at once! I hate you...I hate you!"
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Feb 12, 2004 2:55:49 GMT -5
For some reason, this does not feel alien to me, and I kiss him back. Vague memories of just emotions, seemed to flood into my mind. I had hardly known who this man was, but I had no problem giving myself up to him at this moment.
I wrapped my arms around him.
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Post by Jareth on Feb 12, 2004 3:05:21 GMT -5
Jareth Is getting use to him leaving her cold but this time did she get thru to him. SHe wasn't sure if what she heard was right or if she made it up though. the only words that she knew were real were the harsh ones that caused him to stop her from pleasuring him.
"i'm so sorry master...i know you and i can't...I was only trying too please...i know you hate me master."
she grabbed her shirt and yanked it over her head. she ran into the hallway not as hurt as she was before entering his room. words from what seemed forever ago floated back to her. Words he said while they surveyed the ruins of lucern.
"I do not hate you as much as you think."
I know you must hate me master. But in case you ever don't hate me it gets easier believe me not getting what you want. or actually wanting what your not permitted to have. SHe walked dreamy eyed back to her room. put her leggings on and crawled into bed beside of ookami. He lifted his head snorted at her then layed back down again. SHe relived the feel of his flesh as she drifted off to sleep.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Feb 12, 2004 3:08:28 GMT -5
A deluge of passion returns to Valodya Bassarov. Kaieka was not the love of his life. She offered him pleasure. She re opened up his heart to love. But she never fought beside him to change the world. She never understood his ideologies. She never understood him.
And now with her memories washed away, and the resurrection of a phantom lover, the time was ripe for change.
Bassarov holds tightly the muscular frame of his friend. He touches his angular face. Bassarov's shaggy black hair wisps into the other man's face.
"Ya lubbly tbi. Ya xochy tbi."
People on the street begin to stare. Bassarov backs away.
"The state of the revolution against Red Infinity is pathetic. I am mostly alone in my struggle. There is another revolutionary named Hope, but she too is hunted by the government. It is hard to organize. It is hard to fight such all consuming evil."
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Feb 12, 2004 3:38:05 GMT -5
I take the hint that we're making a scene, and begin walking beside my old comrade.
"That is disappointing, although I guess that is why I am here. Do you want to walk somewhere? We have much to discuss. I'm very comfortable around you, so we must have a history. Please, share with me our story. Tell me everything you can. My memories are sparse."
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Post by Ookami on Feb 12, 2004 3:56:13 GMT -5
She disgusted him. Ever since Ookami accompanied Jareth to this place she had been making a fool of herself. What a stupid half-breed she was. he could smell that d'amned sorcerer on her. he knew that soon she would cause her own self destruction and he would have to let her. affairs of her heart where not his concern, but her physical well being was. But at the rate she was going there would be nothing he could do. And she would be lost. That was it! The stench of the man was killing him.
~i have to go Jareth. Please understand. If you need me call~
Thru sleep she mumbled and he was gone out into the night to roam the areas around the ministry and find some fresh meat.(that stuff she fed him wasn't ever fresh enough)
He caught scent of a rabbit and before it knew what hit it he had bitten the head off and was enjoying the wonderous taste of fresh blood down his throat.
After his meal he wandered around waiting for either Jareth to call, to find more prey, or the smell of that d'amn man to dissapate.
he really disliked him, this sorcerer. Hell he disliked most humans. So he hid in the shadows looking for another piece of prey to happen by.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Feb 12, 2004 4:00:27 GMT -5
"Yes, we could go for a walk. We do have a lot to discuss."
Bassarov and Mischa walk back through the park of Finnish scupltures.
"What can I say? We met about 45 years ago...right after the revolutionary spirit died, and Red Infinity turned repressive. We both desserted them at about the same time. You worked for the Red Army and I was a writer for the Minsitry of Information. We worked together to glean support for a counter revolution, to over throw the already represive regime. We resorted to various attacks against the Ministries. It was when we attacked the Ministry of Terror, that you disappeared. I barely ecaped the exploision and I thought you either perished in the blast or they captured or killed you. But there was no evidence either way. I wondered for years what happened."
Bassarov continues.
"Five years, it only took five years for Red Infinity to become like every other communist government in history. But I never lose hope. I think that Red Infinity can change for the better, and live up to the ideals that it is based upon. I am willing to die to make that possible."
He puts his hand on Mischa's shoulder, and pulls the mans face toward his own. He again kisses him.
"I am glad that you are back. It is the return of hope into my life."
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