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Post by mesmu on Jul 23, 2010 1:06:45 GMT -5
Mortemer stops whats hes doing and leans away, his saner side not wanting to rape this male.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Jul 23, 2010 1:17:22 GMT -5
Lucky reached up for Mortemer again, arms wrapping around his neck, but does nothing more. Suddenly, soft kitten like snorring sounds escape him.
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Post by mesmu on Jul 23, 2010 1:23:44 GMT -5
Mortemer sighs and picks the boy up. He carries him to his bed where he lays him and takes off his shoes. Then covers his with a sheet. He then goes to set up the hang over kit for the bathroom...
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Post by phantasmalunar on Jul 23, 2010 1:41:41 GMT -5
Lucky continued to sleep soundly. Hang over, what hang over. Lucky never got much of a hang over, at least he hoped he wouldn't.
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Post by mesmu on Jul 23, 2010 1:48:28 GMT -5
When done he sets up a place for himself on the couch, easily falling asleep...
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Post by phantasmalunar on Jul 23, 2010 1:57:27 GMT -5
Lucky woke up with a perfectly clear head, free of aches, but in his other form.
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Post by mesmu on Jul 23, 2010 2:07:09 GMT -5
Mortemer had woken up half an hour prior and is currently making hang over food, pancakes.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Jul 23, 2010 11:21:40 GMT -5
Lucky walked into the kitchen, yawning, ears twitching on top his head. He sat down in a chair and looked up at the other. "Who're you?"
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Post by mesmu on Jul 25, 2010 17:03:48 GMT -5
"Mortemer," He smiles. "We had dinner last night."
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Post by phantasmalunar on Jul 25, 2010 19:52:35 GMT -5
Lucky looked at him unssuredly. "Wad that before or after I got drunk?"
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Post by mesmu on Jul 25, 2010 20:05:26 GMT -5
"During," He responds as he finishes filling a plate with the round food. "Breakfast?"
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Post by phantasmalunar on Jul 26, 2010 16:17:51 GMT -5
Lucky took the food. "Sorry, a bit of a memory loss, it happens," Lucky said. The last thing he remembered was walking into a diner with Tinsel. Where was his big 'brother' anyways?
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Post by mesmu on Jul 26, 2010 16:29:34 GMT -5
"That's okay," Mort. nods and then asks. "Will you want anything on them?"
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Post by phantasmalunar on Jul 27, 2010 11:36:58 GMT -5
Lucky shrugged. "Whtacha' got?"
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Post by mesmu on Jul 27, 2010 11:47:26 GMT -5
"Home made fruit syrup." He shows the bowl with the sweet tasting stuff.
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