He tightened his arms around her and kissed her longer than before. Reaper sighed, let her go and grinned. "Alright but you brought that upon yourself." He tugged her down the street toward the exit.
Ha you're welcome. Yeah I can't use the blender without supervision either. I think they're afraid I'll stick my finger in it. My blender...
You could just move on, you know get the gummie ship and all that good stuffs. I think Twilight Knight should, if he's not going to move forward with his character go ahead with the evil then becomes good bad guy thing. I don't know. do you want me to open a mysterious dark corridor for you?
Reaper frowned at her quick kiss, "It's a damn effective mouth." He heaved himself out of the haybale and pulled her with him and into his arms...again.
Seriously? That sounds gross. You must have a lot of cats follow you around. I don't know about a juicy julius but here's the recipe for the...
He gave her a 'I'm not kidding' look, "Wouldn't I?" He wouldn't, his father had raised him better but a hobby of being a womanizer had gave him a habit of insisting he could.
I so did not take a juice shower. No matter how yummy that sounds it's almost as stupid as my choir instructor making a joke about taking a milk...
Reaper shut his mouth but when he heard no more guards he persisted in his question, "Mya, do you want to sleep with me? I had no idea." His eyes sparked with his imagination.
Well I have to take a shower and then I'm seriously going to look for that orange julius recipe. It's really good, especially when I make it. :)
Harry Potter juice? Um no it's orange juice with crushed ice in it and something else. I have a recipe somewhere around here. Sure. I'd do almost anything for orange juice. Almost.
Reaper tugged her close to him, despite the hay covering them. He whispered in her ear, "I didn't know you wanted to sleep with me, Mya. I though I'd just have to imagine." The guards sighed as yet another search for the assassin's failed, "I'm not telling him." The others backed away slowly leaving the one guard to groan, "I have to tell him? Crap." They headed back, dreading their punishment.
I'll still take the juice. :) I'll make orange julius. Best drink with Orange juice, ever!
Reaper winced, "The angel of mercy." He gave her a sultry smile, "A little early to be undressing for me, don't you think?" The guards hustled down every street until coming close on the street where Mya and Reaper were.
Xara Xara wasn't very impressed with Ven's skill of the Keyblade. He needed to get stronger. But that is the fate of a light Keyblade user. Terra's darkness hadn't shown itself and she was getting impatient for something exciting. Xara drifted off into her own thoughts while her black eyes watched the trainee's fight. Since Masters Eraqus and Xehanort had obviously accepted her as a master but she could sense Discord had doubts of her abilities. She'd have preferred to show him her strength she'd gained from the Keyblade Graveyard, but there would be plenty of time for that later. Xara twitched and curled her legs up under her, she was bored already and nothing was meeting her expectations, but she had to admit, Terra, Aqua and even Discord were proving acceptable masters of the Keyblade. She could remember when she'd pulled Superstition from the ground in the Keyblade Graveyard. It had moaned and looked dull. Since then, she'd sharpened it and silenced that moan. Her bond with her Keyblade was a bond she couldn't maintain with other people. Xara's thoughts turned to Discord and her nameless master, What if I'd stayed with them to complete my training...would I also be there with Discord instead of made Master long ago? Would I have ever seen the desolate land of the Keyblade Graveyard? My goal wouldn't be the same that's for sure. World: Land of Departure Location: Throne Room Interaction: N/A
Umm, hehe, there is nooooo way I'm staying there with you. Good guy and all, maybe...but...no. i don't love orange juice that much.
Reaper opened his eyes, he hadn't noticed he'd closed them. "No, it's fine. We have to keep moving quickly. The guards are on to us. Havoc moves faster than I expected." He set her on her feet anyway, "I just need to catch my breath." He hadn't wanted to move her, now the blood seeping though his shirt was visible.
Black Black Heart ~ David Usher
I love Orange juice too. I have a cat you can trade places with Spirit. He loves to lay on anything you put in the floor. Or on my bed. So laptop + heavyweight cat that has long hair = my worst nightmare. *still brushing cat hair off keyboard*
Reaper dropped as carefully as he could from roof to roof until he hit the ground. His stitches ripped and he gritted his teeth, squeezing Mya slightly. His head was bowed as blood started to flow freely from his wound but he could hear the clatter of the guard's footsteps as they searched the city.
