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 Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 8:13 pm
"Yeah," Fang flashed her hand dismissively, "So you mean...nobody rebelled at the idea...no one rejected it?" She was obviously giddy, maybe even forgetting her anger (not really). "It really is dreamy...and I'm sure it will be even better once I see the town!" she clapped once, brushing her hair over her shoulder and gave Tori a smile before turning back to Kujaku, "So, please, continue."
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 8:22 pm
Kujaku smiled shrugging. "Of course the nobles rebelled for a week or two. Once they figured out that others could work up to their status."
He gave it a wave of his hand. That was how he felt about the nobles.
"Once they saw I wasn't revoking, they gave up. They don't seem to mind anymore."
Tori smiled, pigging out in a polite way. He ate his food quickly but cleanly, and he bumped Fang with a small laugh. He would thank her to her mind, but he thought she might get scared, so he didn't.
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 8:25 pm
"That's so amazing!" Fang grinned and giggled when Tori bumped her, taking her regular form with the violet tipped winds and flicked him once on the forehead, before turning back again, smiling widely. It seemed she'd started to actually relax.
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 8:35 pm
Tori laughed, dropping his spoon on the ground.
"Not nice, F--Angel," he said with chuckle.
Kujaku saw him drop the spoon and couldn't stop himself. He got out of his chair and walked over, picking it up for him. He got on one knee, handing him the spoon with one hand and caressing Tori's leg with the other. He was angled to where Fang couldn't see.
"Your spoon, little brother," he said with a smile, watching Tori's face go sour. It looked like Tori had been having fun with Angel...he was glad to sabotage that.
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 8:41 pm
Fang rolled her eyes at Tori's use of her fake name/nickname, and her eye narrowed when she saw Kujaku go to the ground to get his spoon. She didn't see what he did, but she still didn't like it, "Oh, Kuja, Can I call you that? Kuja? So, Kuja, the floor is no place for such a...smart person as yourself." of course she was bullsh**ing her way through this, but whatever. She eyed Tori for a moment, hoping he got that this was mindless flattery and nothing else.
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 8:49 pm
Kujaku smiled, standing and going back to his seat. He needed to get back to his seat, yes, but he didn't want to.
"Kuja?" he asked with a lusty smile, "My fangirls call my Kuja the Lady-killer. So does that mean you're a fangirl?" he smiled wider, testing her. If she said she was, it would give him even more reason to do what he wanted, and if she wasn't, she was more of a threat.
Tori almost thought she meant it...until he saw her face. Then he knew. He thought it was funny, mostly. She was doing all this for him, and she was actually really good with it.
As a waiter passed by, he switched spoons. He wouldn't use a spoon Kujaku had touched.
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 8:56 pm
"Lady-killer? And what does your GIRLFRIEND think about that?" she asked sweetly. He was actually starting to disgust her, "Sorry...I don't...think you're my TYPE." She tried to sound polite, "Waaaaay out of my league, you know, hehehe." she turned quickly, mouthing 'help me' to Tori.
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 9:04 pm
Tori had finished his food, and saw that Kujaku had done so a long time ago. With a motion, he stood. He would help Fang for helping him.
"Kujaku, could you show me to my room?" he asked, walking to the nearest hallway and hoping his room was somewhere that way."
Kujaku laughed, standing. Now he had a good excuse to tell him what he had in mind to show Tori how much Kujaku loved him.
"Coming little brother!" he said, ignoring Angel completely. Walking over to Tori, he locked arms with him and whispered, "I think I shall be killing your little friend, little brother."
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 9:07 pm
Fang cleared her throat after, seemingly just appearing behind them, "yeah, I heard that. By the way...I have to guard his door...remember?" she smiled sweetly.
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 9:19 pm
Kujaku's smile reappeared.
"Well, it concerns you, so I don't show any fear."
Looking back at his little brother, his smile was angelic and his words were honeyed with malice and hate.
"She's holding you down, and I can see it," he said with a chuckle, "So I'll kill her. Besides, if I kill her, it will show you I love you so much I would get rid of her for you. You see?" he asked, glancing back at Angel. He didn't doubt she would put up a fight.
With a smile, he dropped his brother off at a room near his.
"Good night little brother. Sweet dreams," he said, a cold smile directed at Angel as he walked away.
Tori balled his fists, watching Kujaku walk away. That b*****d! What the hell was he thinking?! He would keep that from happening, that was for sure.
"I'm sorry you had to hear that," he said to Fang with an angry face but a sad tone, "I swear,I won't let that happen."
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 9:22 pm
"You forget how many people actually want to kill me." fFang smiled at Tori, "Don't worry about it...I'll be at your door all night, even if you can't see me...I can take the form of a breeze, which, by the way, it's hard to kill air." she smirked a little, "So, you want me to stand guard in the hallway or in your room?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 9:31 pm
Tori smiled, kind of surprised that she could take the form of air. He didn't know she could do that.
"Go ahead and guard at the door. I..." he blushed slightly, "...I usually don't sleep in much."
Opening the door to his room, he looked back and grabbed Fang quickly, pulling her in and kissing her hard. With a red face, he said, "Ok...night..." and he lightly shut the door.
He rested against it, smacking his palm to his hand. Why did he do that?! Fang was going to kill him in the morning!
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 9:35 pm
Fang blinked, her face going a little red as she looked to the, now closed, door.
And she chuckled to herself, raising a hand to touch her lips. She turned on her heel and sighed, shaking her head,
"Tori, you're so odd." she spoke lightly to herself before straightening up and going into guard mode.
Her senses heightened with instinct and she could smell every person in the building.
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 9:47 pm
Tori stripped, heading to bed. There were down comforters, and Tori felt a bit weird. Usually, Royals would make their down pillows and comforters with their own down feathers, and these were filled with Kujaku's, filling the room with his scent. This was probably an important guest room. Only Royals could sleep on another's feathers.
Kujaku was flying around the rooftop, not worried about anyone else. He was worried about Torisen. He had heard what the girl had said (Kujaku got the very good side of the gene pool, so he could heal himself, mind listen or talk and he could slow time when he wanted) and he didn't like it. Of course, the room Tori was in was filled with his scent, so he should be fine.
He descended to the balcony of Tori's room, which Tori probably hadn't noticed. He opened the door and sneaked to his bed, kneeling over Tori and pinning his wrists. Tori's eyes shot open and Kujaku smiled. With a movement, he invoked a silencer spell. Tori wouldn't be screaming for his little lady.
He kissed Tori, and Tori's eyes went wide as he struggled. Kujaku laughed lightly.
"So cute," he said lightly, pinning Tori with one of his hands and moving the other lower, over his stomach.
((My poor Tori.))
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 9:53 pm
Fang heard a struggle and turned to the door. It was probably nothing....
but it was her job to check, right? She took her breeze form and slipped under the door.
Enraged by what she saw, her growl vibrated in the air around the entire room, and her voice boomed, "OFF OF HIM!"
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