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Post by Mustapha on Dec 25, 2008 19:15:18 GMT -5
Mustapha watched the two go and a mischevious smirk appeared on her face...she had a feelign they were going to pick up where they left off...
She sighed and shrugged her shoulders dragging herself of to her room, after picking up a piece of ice and putting it back onto the sore.
She wanted the bruise to go away as soon as possible... hell be damned if she was going to explain to the other about it tommorow!
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Post by Galileo Figaro on Dec 26, 2008 16:30:53 GMT -5
Galileo felt Scaramouche's fingers close around his arm, gripping it firmly and tugging him towards the doorway.
"Well Phapha, we are going to go back to bed" Galileo faught the threatening blush from creeping onto his face again. He allowed a small goofy grin to play on his face at her statement, his mind going back to their activities before the whole incident began. Maybe they would pick up from where they left off earlier? "and maybe, it would be the smart thing for you to do that too."
Galileo waved his arm as a goodbye to the young bohemian still in the room, watching them leave with a knowing smirk. Perhaps his grin had given away his thoughts and, possibly, his intentions for the rest of the night?
Once the door had closed behind them and they were a safe distance from the room and ears of Mustapha, Scaramouche turned to him, her voice low. "Are you really tired?"
Galileo looked at her for a moment, wondering how best to reply.
"Well..." he began. "I suppose I am a little bit..." he trailed off as a grin took over his face. "Why? You have something in mind?" he questioned, rocking back and forth on the balls of his feet slightly.
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Post by Scaramouche on Dec 27, 2008 13:01:56 GMT -5
"Why? You have something in mind?"
Scaramouche smirked and let go of Galileo's hand, walking a head of him and swaying her hips slightly from side to side. She glanced over her shoulder and batted her eyelashes at him, a sly smile tugging at her lips.
" Well... you're just gonna follow me and find out!" she cooed teasingly. It seemed like their little spat from earlier had been completely forgotten.
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Post by Mustapha on Dec 27, 2008 22:19:20 GMT -5
Mustapha walked back to her room, admittedly there was no getting sleep now, she had seen and experianced too much trauma and excitement in one short hour to just sleep it off.
She walked down the hall none the less and smirked slightly when she heard a strange noise coming from a certain dreamer and bad arsed babe's room.
"Well...they get back into the spirit of things quickly..."
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Post by Galileo Figaro on Dec 29, 2008 7:28:53 GMT -5
Galileo saw the smirk cross Scaramouche's face before she turned away, walking down the corridor. As she walked ahead of him, he noticed her accentuated hip swaying. He chuckled to himself; she knew what buttons to push when it came to him. He looked up in time to catch her looking back at him, batting her eyelashes seductively at him. The sly smile still lingered on her lips.
"Well... you're just gonna follow me and find out!"
Galileo resisted the urge to roll his eyes. He knew where she was going with this. Even a pissed bohemian could work that out. He grinned stupidly: they weren't the ones who would get the chance though.
He followed her down the corridor, trotting happily up to her. He placed his hand on her hips and walked her down to their room, leaning down to kiss her neck at infrequent intervals.
"Lead the way Miss Mouche," he grinned.
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Post by Scaramouche on Dec 29, 2008 15:20:23 GMT -5
Is it safe to say we are done with this RP? Or does anyone still want to continue?
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Post by Galileo Figaro on Dec 29, 2008 15:47:14 GMT -5
Sure its fine by me to close. I can't think of anything else to add to it anyway...
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Post by Mustapha on Dec 30, 2008 21:13:43 GMT -5
yeah me too, hahahah
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