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The Night Elf with long aqua locks yawned loudly, stretching out on the different colored pillows piled on the wood floor. She was lounging in the sunniest room in the house. The worn wood walls and floor made the room feel warmer, soaking in the sunlight that shined through the shoddily boarded up windows. The rogue was in the highest room of the linked houses in the Old Town district of Stormwind.
"Yer such a lazy git Kat," an amused voice rumbled. Kat rubbed an eye and sat up to grin at the man she had met on her first visit to Stormwind.
"Cole, ya know I like me cat naps," the Elf replied silkily.
"Oh aye! Ya have 'em all the time ya damned woman." Cole moved from the stairway into the loft, collapsing face down on the pillows beside Kat. She poked him in the side teasingly when he didn't move. As she withdrew her hand he deftly caught her wrist while turning onto his side. Cole's eyes darkened a shade to turn a greyish blue. With a yank he pulled the unresisting woman against him to kiss her softly, "Wha were ya thinkin' 'bout?"
"First time I met ya." Kat adjusted her white swashbuckler shirt that he had pulled out of place. She squealed when Cole leaned in to kiss the top of her nearly exposed breast. His hands slid down her body to squeeze her rear through her skimpy worn shorts. "Ya dog!" Kat giggled.
He leaned up to kiss her again, "You, me feline, are too temptin' ta resist." His voice that rumbled with soft thunder sent shivers up her spine.
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Nov. 30th, 2005 @ 01:16 pm
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( The Five Deadly Venoms: Prologue )</span>
Can't get rid of the stupid span thing, just ignore it. Anyways, there's the finished prologue. Planning to continue it, but I wanted at least something finished before I left to go see my grandpa and family up North. Enjoy what I have so far.Wearing the mask of:  accomplished Singing: Everything You Want - Vertical Horizon |
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It's come to my attention that I don't know who I am anymore. I don't know what I like and what I don't. I don't know WHO I like and don't. I've lost the real me and the reasons I do what I do due to being used so many times. This journal is here to help me find myself again. To figure out my hopes and dreams. To discover myself. Mitsukeru (Japanese) - to discover. That's what I intend to do. Wearing the mask of:  confused Singing: Come - ? (Inu Yasha) |
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