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mansions2013-09-18 11:54 pm
anangryinch) wrote in mansions2013-09-18 11:54 pm
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[Thistle's in a bad mood, not that it'd be easy to tell one of her bad moods from her good moods. She's lounging in an armchair in the study and sharpening a throwing knife. When she's satisfied, she flings it at the entrance.
Should you happen to walk in at this moment, this will probably sail uncomfortably close to your head and land with a loud thwack as it's embedded in the door frame.]
Should you happen to walk in at this moment, this will probably sail uncomfortably close to your head and land with a loud thwack as it's embedded in the door frame.]
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You...can't hurt her. mmf
[Her tongue flicks out for a moment to taste the blood on the knife.
Her hand moves from Thistle entirely now, so she can brace herself on the back of the chair as she leans in.]
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Well, you seem to have no issue with me hurting you.
[if anything she looks a bit. confused.]
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...You're confused?
After that?
[She feels like it has to be pretty clear what just happened.]
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Hell if I know what goes on in the minds of women!
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That. Just now. I was getting off on it.
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[She still looks a midge baffled, but after a moment she smirks.]
So you are eager for my blade. Interesting.
[On the other hand, part of her isn't sure she likes the idea of someone much bigger than her that likes getting stabbed, since wtf else can she do.]
I see I have not lost my touch even after all this time.
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If you weren't familiar with that reaction, did you have much of a "touch" in the first place?
[She should probably do something about the blood dripping down her neck at some point, but the conversation takes precedence.]
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Pardon me for never taking a knife to my trysts, then!
I lacked a body for several millennia, one gets out of touch.
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[She runs a finger over the cut across her throat.]
But maybe you forgot over the centuries.
Or maybe you were just bad in bed.
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How flattering. A shame I can't indulge your curiosity about my skills.
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1/2
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[Deadpan stare.]
And that makes sex impossible because...?
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I, quite regretfully, lack certain vital components.
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Vital components.
Glad to know most of my experience doesn't count after all.
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I've no idea what you're rambling on about.
Though I suppose this is phallic enough.
[She artfully twirls her knife in her fingers.
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Has it not occurred to you at any point that two women might be able to get each other off?
Or that a cock isn't actually strictly required?
[She's eyeing those knives much more suspiciously now.]
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And how are women supposed to get off without one?
True, you might enjoy being stabbed, and I may even enjoy doing the stabbing, but I assure you it would hardly be the same thing.
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I'm not demonstrating this for you.
On you, maybe. But I doubt you're inclined.
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[Yeah, she just looks kind of weirded out.]
I have resigned myself to leading a sexless existence. I don't need your lies.
[and by accepted i mean i'm angry and frustrated like all the time]
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[She spins on her heel to face the door. If you're going to be stubborn...]
If you won't deliver I'll find someone who will.
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really]
[She watches her go, still looking baffled.
She mutters about crazy women and goes back to sharpening. >:T]