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Post by Cynder on Apr 4, 2011 19:19:09 GMT -5
"But I do..I'm sorry Margaret." Alucard rose from his chair, and with a sweep of his arm he grabbed his binder. He glanced at her for a moment, then began to head for the door.
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Post by Mags on Apr 4, 2011 19:26:22 GMT -5
Margaret stood there for a moment, thinking a million thoughst a seconed. She ha dto do something, and she ha dto do it now. With out much consent on what would happen, Maragret rushed up behind Alucard, stood on her tippy toes, put her arms around his neck and locked her lips with his as she closed her bright blue eyes.
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Post by Cynder on Apr 4, 2011 20:12:37 GMT -5
Alucard hung his head as he was leaving. It was troublesome having the soul of a five hundred year old trapped inside the body of a teenager, continuously searching for and rediscovering the mysteries of love. But how to describe this particular situation? This sort of thing never happened to him before.
But suddenly, out of the blue, Margaret was there. She entangled her arms around his neck, leaning up haphazardly towards his face, and before he could stop her, had pressed her lips against his own. All Alucard could do was widen his eyes in pure surprise. W-What are you..doing..
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Post by Fel Touu on Apr 4, 2011 20:21:51 GMT -5
(can I jump in now?)
Raven drops her books on the ground, more throwing them than just letting go. She makes a loud rasping/coughing sound from between her black lips. "H-hey Alucard. It seems like you've downgraded a bit, y'know?" She grows.
Ever since Alucard had... gone, Raven had been putting more and more work into her appearance. Not because she cared but because it was a welcome distraction. Today she's wearing her usual over-exagurated black makeup and leather necklaces and bracelets paired with a black cami, a red skirt, black patterned leggings and a huge pair of black combat boots that come up to her knees. Beneath all of that she looks paler and sicker than ever from all of the moping she's been doing.
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Post by Mags on Apr 4, 2011 20:39:13 GMT -5
Margaret broke the kiss and released ALucard and glad at Raven. "Down-graded? Please. From you? Your sub-basement sister."
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Post by Fel Touu on Apr 4, 2011 20:43:18 GMT -5
Raven laughs harshly, a demonic tone edging her voice. "Then what are you? You're a frickin' thirteen year old. You don't even have boobs!" She picks at her black nail polish, feigning nonchalance. "The only reason he puts up with you is because he's to nice to tell you to go away and you won't pick up on a damn hint."
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Post by Cynder on Apr 4, 2011 20:49:52 GMT -5
Alucard hangs his head, unable to meet any of their gazes. He feels ashamed and guilty for allowing this to happen, but now that the deed was done, there was no going back, and was unwillingly pulled into the middle of this argument. He says nothing, because to speak against one would betray the other.
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Post by Mags on Apr 4, 2011 20:54:18 GMT -5
Margaret smirked at Raven. "If you had the brain power to remember this, I'm 14." she said. "Well, at least I don't look like a drag queen on crack gave me a make over by force in my sleep." she shrugged.
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Post by Fel Touu on Apr 4, 2011 20:58:27 GMT -5
"Sorry, I didn't care enough to remember your birthday. And if you keep acting like you're eight no one's gonna believe you no matter how old you say you are." Raven grins, her vampire teeth making the small movement look rather menacing. "But I'm off topic. What the hell were you doing to Alucard?"
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Post by Mags on Apr 4, 2011 21:00:34 GMT -5
"Kill me now.." Margaret thought. 'She looked at Alucard with desperate eyes.
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