Post by Flamette on Dec 22, 2008 3:29:31 GMT -5
POST #1
Flamette towards him, with hands out, planning to push him right into that freshly dig grave.
She pressed him against the side of the grave, her hands against his chest as she gritted her teeth. "Hmm, maybe you should stop and think about this." he said as he hooked a finger into the V of the neck of her shirt, finger between her breasts as he pulled her close and whispered. "Accept a compliment, I'm sure most guys you know are too afraid to tell you they have crushes on you, so I'm just telling you right out. Now scat!"
She gulped, as she felt him cut her lose and lightly pressed her back. Flamette stumbled a tad and quickly stepped back. She just stared at him bright red, placing a a finger up. As her mouth open, but nothing came up. She did this a few more times, and just gummed her bottom black lip and turned to leave.
He pulled her close once more, planting a kiss on her cheek softly. "Hopefully you didn't take offense to my confession, but I would rather you know you are beautiful than have you think I'm just a lecher"
She stared at him, in utter shock. But all he did he respond just flash this cheerful caniney grin. Gaining her thoughts, she bucked away. While rising a hand and back handed him. Spinning on her boot heels, pulling up the hood of her cloak and tore through the moonlight graveyard. Though bright red the whole time, she run. Her icy blue eyes widen and flushed. All the while thinking.
'Hmm...I hit him...why...my friend..this wort end well, for either for either of us, on either end'
But right now her mind was more locked on finding that portal from this world, to her home. Maybe if she returned home, she thought, she could reflect. Find some way, to say how horrible she feel, to him.
~~~~~
He just smiled, as his hand rested against his cheek, then shook his head and finished the grave,"....Reacting like that to someone telling her, they like her? No ones going to want to love her..."
POST #2
He pulled a folder out from his coat and held it up for her to see."Now, this is the information you wanted. However, I must ask you one thing before you toddle off.”
"Hmm?" She answered him, while she took it, quickly thumbing thought it.
"Would you consider going on a date with me this next week?" he said without hesitation.
She looked at him bright red..then busted into a laugher. "AH AHA AHAH YOU ME! A DATE AHHA,..oh that rich haha..I think you have get me a coffin, am going to die from laugher!" she squealed as she rolled off the sofa.
He smiled as he looked at her."You blushed." he said with finality.
She looked startled, thinking. ' Oh God..I did?'
"....The answer however is, no thank you.."
He smiled and nodded."Then. Perhaps you could enlighten me as to why you would not?../Surely such a beautiful girl as yourself has many boys she plays with, of course. I was being inconsiderate." He finished with a nod.
She looked at him, for a long time until finally say. "Hmm well I know your game...Goodnight am not falling for it" she arose, living her tea un-touched as well. As it just sat there on end table, within that beaker.
"Good night, I hope you take care."
POST 3#
(YOU LIKE THIS ONE I HAVE CIEL SEBBY IN THIS ONE-FLAME ISNT IN THIS ONE THOUGH)
The Undertaker's ears caught the sound of, well his front door of his shop, getting kicked in. Oh sure he might been all laid back and all whatever, on the outside but on inside he was. Who's going to die, for kicking in my door! "UNDERTAKER!" A young boy's voice called, not caring as he step upon the kicked in door, custody of his butler, with cain and all
He slid out from behind the counter with a large grin on his face, looking at Sebastian and Ciel "Good Evening, Count! How are you doing and what brings you to my little shop?
"Hmm..." The little eye patch boy, replayed all brewding. " A patch of blood as of late, as been staining our good queen Victoria's streets..and the bodies...or should I say leck of bodies are all that is found...hmm?" He finished as he gestured a hand, eyebrows arch waiting his replay.
The Undertaker grinned as the boy talked, nodding along softly. "Hmm, it is quite a predicament you have there. Perhaps I know something, but it will cost you..”
Sighing he pointed to Sebastian , and towards the Undertaker, and spun out the broken door and waited outside.
A few minutes later, Sebastian came out of the shop, flustered and thinking a little. "He requires two things. We must repair his door....and we must also get him a bouquet of flowers."*
"WHAT!" Ciel arched back. "The door understandable..but flowers...am scared to ask..any kind?"
Sebastian shook his head. "Two dozen black roses, wrapped in red silk and tied with a silver ribbon."*
"And he still wants the normal paid, as well.." He sighed. "Hes getting so hard to stand” Ceil placed a hand to forehead sighing. "Nothing can be done tonight...we might as well return tomorrow..
Flamette towards him, with hands out, planning to push him right into that freshly dig grave.
She pressed him against the side of the grave, her hands against his chest as she gritted her teeth. "Hmm, maybe you should stop and think about this." he said as he hooked a finger into the V of the neck of her shirt, finger between her breasts as he pulled her close and whispered. "Accept a compliment, I'm sure most guys you know are too afraid to tell you they have crushes on you, so I'm just telling you right out. Now scat!"
She gulped, as she felt him cut her lose and lightly pressed her back. Flamette stumbled a tad and quickly stepped back. She just stared at him bright red, placing a a finger up. As her mouth open, but nothing came up. She did this a few more times, and just gummed her bottom black lip and turned to leave.
He pulled her close once more, planting a kiss on her cheek softly. "Hopefully you didn't take offense to my confession, but I would rather you know you are beautiful than have you think I'm just a lecher"
She stared at him, in utter shock. But all he did he respond just flash this cheerful caniney grin. Gaining her thoughts, she bucked away. While rising a hand and back handed him. Spinning on her boot heels, pulling up the hood of her cloak and tore through the moonlight graveyard. Though bright red the whole time, she run. Her icy blue eyes widen and flushed. All the while thinking.
'Hmm...I hit him...why...my friend..this wort end well, for either for either of us, on either end'
But right now her mind was more locked on finding that portal from this world, to her home. Maybe if she returned home, she thought, she could reflect. Find some way, to say how horrible she feel, to him.
~~~~~
He just smiled, as his hand rested against his cheek, then shook his head and finished the grave,"....Reacting like that to someone telling her, they like her? No ones going to want to love her..."
POST #2
He pulled a folder out from his coat and held it up for her to see."Now, this is the information you wanted. However, I must ask you one thing before you toddle off.”
"Hmm?" She answered him, while she took it, quickly thumbing thought it.
"Would you consider going on a date with me this next week?" he said without hesitation.
She looked at him bright red..then busted into a laugher. "AH AHA AHAH YOU ME! A DATE AHHA,..oh that rich haha..I think you have get me a coffin, am going to die from laugher!" she squealed as she rolled off the sofa.
He smiled as he looked at her."You blushed." he said with finality.
She looked startled, thinking. ' Oh God..I did?'
"....The answer however is, no thank you.."
He smiled and nodded."Then. Perhaps you could enlighten me as to why you would not?../Surely such a beautiful girl as yourself has many boys she plays with, of course. I was being inconsiderate." He finished with a nod.
She looked at him, for a long time until finally say. "Hmm well I know your game...Goodnight am not falling for it" she arose, living her tea un-touched as well. As it just sat there on end table, within that beaker.
"Good night, I hope you take care."
POST 3#
(YOU LIKE THIS ONE I HAVE CIEL SEBBY IN THIS ONE-FLAME ISNT IN THIS ONE THOUGH)
The Undertaker's ears caught the sound of, well his front door of his shop, getting kicked in. Oh sure he might been all laid back and all whatever, on the outside but on inside he was. Who's going to die, for kicking in my door! "UNDERTAKER!" A young boy's voice called, not caring as he step upon the kicked in door, custody of his butler, with cain and all
He slid out from behind the counter with a large grin on his face, looking at Sebastian and Ciel "Good Evening, Count! How are you doing and what brings you to my little shop?
"Hmm..." The little eye patch boy, replayed all brewding. " A patch of blood as of late, as been staining our good queen Victoria's streets..and the bodies...or should I say leck of bodies are all that is found...hmm?" He finished as he gestured a hand, eyebrows arch waiting his replay.
The Undertaker grinned as the boy talked, nodding along softly. "Hmm, it is quite a predicament you have there. Perhaps I know something, but it will cost you..”
Sighing he pointed to Sebastian , and towards the Undertaker, and spun out the broken door and waited outside.
A few minutes later, Sebastian came out of the shop, flustered and thinking a little. "He requires two things. We must repair his door....and we must also get him a bouquet of flowers."*
"WHAT!" Ciel arched back. "The door understandable..but flowers...am scared to ask..any kind?"
Sebastian shook his head. "Two dozen black roses, wrapped in red silk and tied with a silver ribbon."*
"And he still wants the normal paid, as well.." He sighed. "Hes getting so hard to stand” Ceil placed a hand to forehead sighing. "Nothing can be done tonight...we might as well return tomorrow..
Ooo la laa. Well, if it wasn't ciel and sebastian who kicked down the door, he would've killed em. XD