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Post by Super Awesome on May 18, 2008 21:23:45 GMT -5
If I can fluster her this easily, imagine what I could do if I was really touching her.. He thought to himself eyes flashing. "Latin is a big sign that something coul d happen." Standing, he sauntered over to her, his hands going to her waist. "Now, normally dear, you would have gotten killed, because a lower level demon would have got you. But since I'm in a spot of trouble, you got me." Lowering his head, he breathed into her ear. "And, now, you're quite stuck with me." Tristan really had no intention of going back home any time soon now. Her circless summoning had given him a get out of hell free card, with no reason to go back there now.
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Post by Milk on May 18, 2008 21:27:30 GMT -5
Karin stiffened nervously as his hands found her waist. She looked up at him slightly, her breath caught in her throat. This had to be a dream. THere was no way she could have summoned a demon through some random site she found on the internet. THere was no way this fairly attractive demon-male was in her room, holding her waist. She pusehd him away from her and took several steps back. "This isn't real." she told him, trying to sound confident.
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Post by Super Awesome on May 18, 2008 21:33:55 GMT -5
"Great now you're going to go through the whole screaming thing aren't you?" He tgrimaced, folding his arms across his chest. "I'll still be standing here after you get done denying it." Tristan sighed. He really hated this part, it was obnoxiously annoying. (<---SYNONOMNS...kinda)
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Post by Milk on May 18, 2008 21:37:26 GMT -5
"No...If I scream, my parents will wake up and get mad at me." she mumbled and glanced at the door. Instead of screaming, she did the cliche pinching and self-inflicted pain on herself. Once determined she could indeed feel pain, and that she was probably going to want a band-aid in the morning, she sat down on the floor. "This can't be real...It can't be..." she mumbled pathetically, wishing it was just a dream.
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Post by Super Awesome on May 19, 2008 17:43:14 GMT -5
Tristan watched from her bed, waiting for her to decide it was really a living nightmare. "Well, keep telling yourself that. I'm sure I'll disapear in a bunch of flowers and you'll go to sleep and wake up and it will all be a dream." He said sarcastically, laying back on her pillow. "Or you could do the more realistic thing and accept it."
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Post by Milk on May 19, 2008 17:47:18 GMT -5
Karin was silent for a long time, then finally she asked a rather silly, but somewhat important question. "Where exactly are you going to be staying if I'm 'stuck with you?'" she asked, frowning a bit. I'm going to have to start wearing baggier, longer pajamas... she thought, rubbing her eyes. SHe had sort of accepted he was there.
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Post by Super Awesome on May 20, 2008 13:25:34 GMT -5
"Here." Tristan said, rolling his eyes. He closed his eyes, reaching up and tucking his arms under his head. "I'm perfectly happy. You can either sleep here, or on the floor. But I'm definetly not sleeping on the couch or floor."
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Post by Milk on May 20, 2008 13:59:25 GMT -5
Karin's eyebrow twitched. I guess I should expect this...He's a demon after all, but really?! she thought, standing and going to her closet. SHe pulled her sleeping-bag out and rolled it out onto the floor. She then grabbed a change of pajamas and went to the bathroom, changed, then returned in a baggy t-shirt and plaid pajama pants. She reached over him, grabbed her spare pillow, then got tucked in under the bag, facing the wall and away from him.
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Post by Super Awesome on May 20, 2008 20:25:45 GMT -5
He watched her, continuing even when she rolled away from him. Tristan liked her better when she was stuttering. After a few minutes of silence he sighed. "I'm bored." He threw a stuff toy at her head.
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Post by Milk on May 20, 2008 20:31:15 GMT -5
SHe glared, at the wall. "So go back to wherever you came from. It has to be more interesting there! I don't do anything!" she said, sitting up to glare at him. If he was a figment of her imagination, which now she was fully convinced he wasn't because all her other figments from dreams threw other things at her, not toys, he was rather annoying. "All I do, especially since tomorrow is Sunday. I'm going to the market to grocery shop...And then coming back here to do nothing...Why not go bug one of my friends or enemies or some pshyco or somethign?" she asked. The curtains were open, the moonlight lighting up her features in the dark. To a human, nothing would appear. Tristan, being a demon, would be able to see the cresent moons on her hands and forehead, showing that she wasn't human at all. Karin wasn't aware of this though.
((there we go...a plot idea!))
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Post by Super Awesome on May 20, 2008 20:37:16 GMT -5
Tristan was about to stay something when his eyes widened at the mark on her forehead. Standing, he moved toward her, his fingers going out to brush her forhead. Automatically he grabbed her hands, and inspected them. "You're not human." He said in awe. He couldn't believe he hadn't seen it in the first place.
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Post by Milk on May 20, 2008 20:40:42 GMT -5
She arched an eyebrow and pulled her hands away. "No, I'm a bug." she joked and scowled. "I'm human...A dumb one, albeit, but I'm human." Karin had been raised human since as far back as she could remember.
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Post by Super Awesome on May 20, 2008 20:54:35 GMT -5
((aren't going to tell me what she is?))
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Post by Milk on May 20, 2008 20:57:08 GMT -5
((dude...i haven't figured it out yet. i just went with the moon...i'm thinking a fallen...um...night angel or something like that....moon angel...something that's like half demonic (night/moon, dark, ect.) but also having a light side to it...if that makes any sense. before she could be born into the demon world, her 'womb' broke and she fell to earth...she's a premature night/moon/dark something...))
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Post by Super Awesome on May 20, 2008 21:04:04 GMT -5
"You're a demon." He said, rubbing his thumb over her moon. "Why are you here?" He asked suddenly, pulling her up to her feet. "You should be in hell. I should know you." This didn't make sense at all.
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