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Post by Prince Amy O'Connor on Feb 29, 2016 6:52:44 GMT
"Meow!" She agreed with a wide smile. Turning back to the Prince, she hesitated for a moment before offering a single nod, trying to be all formal. "I mean. Meow."
Amy couldn't help a little smile. "Octavian, dear. Take these two into the arena and prepare them. Finn will accompany you. I will summon Don and Mister Vadia."
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Post by Octavian O'Connor on Feb 29, 2016 7:36:04 GMT
Octavian nodded and kissed his wife on the cheek offering both Angel and Belle another apologetic smile. "If you would follow me." He asked politely walking toward the arena. "Please be careful kitten. Master Etonis is not to be taken lightly." He offered his advice as politely as possible.
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Post by Angel Mau on Feb 29, 2016 7:42:26 GMT
Angel would follow after Octavian unsure of what they had in-store for the evening
"What should we expect from this fight? And what she be prepared for?"
He feared that they might have bitten of more than they could chew...
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Post by Octavian O'Connor on Feb 29, 2016 8:06:17 GMT
He shrugged.
"He stood in the middle of a raging inferno, holding onto a demon born of hellfire."
He smiled toward the pair once more.
"Just be careful okay?"
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Post by Prince Amy O'Connor on Feb 29, 2016 8:07:23 GMT
"Sooooo can I make his chest go--" Belle made some disturbing, squishy noise, and splayed her fingers wildly to indicate the rib bones exploding outwards.
The little kitten didn't look the least bit bothered by the whole demon-hellfire-inferno thing. Not one bit.
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Post by Angel Mau on Feb 29, 2016 8:13:18 GMT
Angel blinked.
"Uh... No. Tha- that's never ok."
Angel face palmed.
"Don't kill him. This is just a fight to test how good you fight, just like how we used to fight when we were kids."
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Post by Octavian O'Connor on Feb 29, 2016 8:16:29 GMT
Octavian just shook his head with a sigh pinching the bridge of his nose.
"I hope this ends quickly."
He commented quietly.
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Post by Don on Feb 29, 2016 8:20:09 GMT
As the hell fire started to burn inside the manor home, Don's hushed voice could be heard, an echo from within the flames themselves.
"FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK."
Luckily for her, her host body was completely clothed as it appeared. Straddling Eto. Trying to button his pants.
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Post by Eto on Feb 29, 2016 8:30:10 GMT
Eto, though quick with his hands had no idea how he ended up on top of the bar, with just his breeches on. With an apologetic smile toward Cho, he finished buttoning his pants and rolled off the bar, carrying Don carefully in his arms as he went.
Bone white tattoos were visible on his upper torso, along with the myriad of old scars from multiple experiments and battles. Taking careful care be started donning his armor. "What's up Don?" He asked, completely ignoring the repetitive expletives flowing from her lips.
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Post by Prince Amy O'Connor on Feb 29, 2016 8:32:30 GMT
Amy and Cho, the last two present upstairs, both looked... painfully uncomfortable. The Harpy managed to look away, but unfortunately, Amy could not. She was forced to watch as Eto carried her like a little girl in his arms. Brows furrowing in confusion, the Prince cleared her throat.
"Am I... interrupting something, Mister Vadia? Don?"
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Post by Don on Feb 29, 2016 8:34:44 GMT
Don tried her best to hide herself against his chest, attempting to be as small as possible. She was shaking and Amy's words only made that worse. She squeaked, pressing her face into his neck.
"That," she whispered to Eto.
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Post by Eto on Feb 29, 2016 8:42:14 GMT
Eto blushed, and it was very apparent he has fed from Don, and probably more as he decided to dress with a little more dignity. It's not like it could hurt anything. As he finished buttoning as much of his shirt as Don's hiding against him would allow, he wrapped his arms compassionately around the little demon and kissed the top of her head.
"Not interrupted, odly titled prince." He waved his hand in small circles, searching for an elegant way to describe it. "Just caught us between, escapades." He was still blushing. "Apologies to you both." He smiled a bit sheepishly.
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Post by Don on Feb 29, 2016 8:47:31 GMT
Don couldn't help the snicker, pressing her face further into his shoulder. "Sexcapades," she whispered to her... companion. A quick glance towards the Frost Queen and she looked away again, face flushed.
Inappropriate.
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Post by Prince Amy O'Connor on Feb 29, 2016 8:51:04 GMT
She continued to stare at the pair, not looking any lower than their faces. The look of confusion across her features was nearly comical. She raised a hand to lightly draw her fingers across her own cheek, trying to find some semblance of stability in her thoughts.
"I. Um. Mister Vadia, I was hoping to request your assistance in testing the combative ability of a new Kindred requesting Asylum within the city. If you are available."
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Post by Eto on Feb 29, 2016 9:05:08 GMT
Eto looked towards the Prince when he was finally ready, the only thing out of place was something he couldn't change. He had the most major sex hair in all the multi-verse. "I believe I can manage that." His blush leaving his face very slowly, one arm still casually wrapped around Don.
"What should I be prepared for?" He asked standing up straighter and once again completely dignified. Amy asked a favor, it seemed to him that a favor asked would be a favor owed.
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