Session Start: Mon Jan 22 01:42:19 2001 * Logging #Pureland to 'logs\#pureland.log' « gah » <> « yay :) » ~~ INTERLUDE START ~~ >> It's been a short while since Cody was roused thansk to the effrots of our heroic Rachel, and everyone went to attend to thing be it hunger or whatnot. ;) <> *** Katt (richy@a24b94n79client227.hawaii.rr.com) Quit (Quit: ) >> Rachel bumps into a good natured Keylia as she sips a bottle of holy ale in one of the side rooms. She's writing something on a paper and giggling.. <> <> «ooc: NIKI IS! :O » [Keylia] Oh.. I am so evil.. now maybe I should tell it like this here... « Key :) » << Rachel: Ah god, I kissed Cody, ah god, what's gonna happen, ah god.. *drink*>> « whoops » « already IC ^_^ » * Rachel looks at Keylia oddly and taps her on the shoulder. * Keylia looks up at Rachel, grinning. "Ah, just in time to help me with the good part!" Good part? * Keylia folds up the paper. "I'm just killing some time thinking of how this day is like a great romance novel." * Rachel arches an eyebrow and actually blushes a little. "Oh really now? Keylia the Mercenary.....Keylia the Writer?" What? Think I haven't got a little knack for doing things other than showing those baddies who's top dog? ;) Man.... ^^; You keep on surprising me, Key. I gotta admit. And you do know you're not supposed to be drinking the holy ale? ^^; * Rachel offers her hand, as if she wants to take a drink too, despite that. * Keylia crosses her legs once, the pitcher dangling off her pinky. "Aww.. they go a whole cellar of it." « er got » «ooc: Tee hee hee. » * Lucca is gone (%Getting ready for bed...teeth brushin and stuff and getting NAKED.(%log(none))%) (pec) Maybe so...but the big evil gods might try to smite you with their utter godliness.... ! Or something. Gimme that! * Rachel takes the pitcher ^^ * Chrys «ooc: watches » Heh. I'm surprised you didn't reach for a bottle after all you've been through, partner... * Rachel takes a long hearty drink from the pitcher and purrs a little, licking her lips as she settles beside Keylia. "You kiddin? I'm a damn rock. Rachel the Mana Knight. Big and tough! Ha ha!" You weren't looking so tough back in that shack. But then, everyone was going looney. :P I don't remember that too well.. something tells me I should be glad. But'cha know...it's odd how you weren't affected like us... * Rachel offers the pitcher to Keylia again. * Keylia reaches underneath her shirt and pulls out a gold amulet. <> <<*dies*>> Ah, see.. every girl's gotta have her little secret. ^_- «ooc: Why does every girl stuff their little secret in their cleavage? » « Anime rules. :) » * Rachel raises both eyebrows. "Pretty...some sorta magic barrier thing, huh? Pretty sly..." «ooc: No, that's "Every girl has enough cleavage to stuff a closet full of skeletons into" » * Keylia sets the pitcher down on a bench, showing the charm to Rachel fully. It's simple gold, etched with the faint design of a tree embraces by two gossamer wings. Like those of a fairy. * Rachel tilts her head and reaches out, not touching the surface but almost with her fingertips... "....mmm....wow...." Little trinket I picked up along the way... saved my life tons of times. <<....fuck. I'm just as slutty as rache when I'm boozed up. ;P Urgh...to...fondle...rising! lol>> * Keylia looks a bit pruturbed. "Though nto against that Khyros guy's curse. What a bleedin' jerk..." Yeah...fuckin' asshole....knew somethin' was wrong with Belguteii.... * Rachel withdraws her hand and eyes Keylia curiously for a moment. * Keylia perks her ears up. "Yeah, wonder what he meant about a gift for you. He got the htos for you now too?" ;) « er hots » «ooc: BRB! » Doesn't everyone? Ha. Nah, I got an idea what it is he has.....but I'm trying not to think of it. Don't wanna ruin my mood any further than it has been. Speaking of which... * Rachel reaches out to tap Key's nose. "What's up with you?" * Keylia 's eyes look crossed at her nose for a second, then into Rachel's. "Whaddaya mean? I'm fine, really..." *** Tori (rareifever@216-97-204-076.ppp.mpinet.net) has joined #Pureland *** ChanServ sets mode: +o Tori *** Locke (rareifever@216-97-204-091.ppp.mpinet.net) Quit (Ping timeout) * Rachel arches an eyebrow, gazing back at Keylia and not backing away for once. "Oh really..? One day you're trying to kill Chrys and Roric...the next you're bouncing about and flirting with everyone..." *** Tori is now known as Locke * Lucca is back (%Sex%) (%away(11mins 14secs)) (pec) Maybe it's not Keylia that has the problems with her emotions. <> «ooc: Whaat? ;) » * Rachel blinks and sits back, looking about. "Eh?" * Keylia runs a hand through her shimmering green hair, then tilts her head. "Maybe, maybe not..." * Chrys is leaning in the doorway, looking at Rachel. "Maybe it's not that she's having problems making up her mind...maybe you're just having problems understanding it." <> * Chrys brushes his hair out of his face, green eyes shining in the light of the sunset. * Rachel looks towards Chrys. "Nice....read that on a fortune cookie, tiger?" * Keylia grabs the pitcher again, pointing it at Chrys accusingly. "Like he's one to talk about not understanding..." * Chrys shrugs. "Just saying." Understand? I don't try, Keylia. * Keylia takes a drink. Maybe you should! Isn't that the understatement of the year... * Chrys looks at Rachel, slightly playful look replaced by an interrogative one. "Tell me, Rachel. The first step to understanding someone is knowing how they feel. How do you feel? About the situation, about yourself, about...Keylia?" <> <> «ooc: I warned you. » * Rachel scowls. "Oh jeez. You're kidding." «ooc: I did, really. » Do I look like I'm kidding? «ooc: Rachel: ...Yes. » * Rachel 's eyes darken. "I dunno. I can't read you lately." <> * Keylia taps the thing to her chin. "...what is this REALLY about Chrys?" Hmm, yes, that is a problem, isn't it? * Chrys looks at Keylia. "Tell me. If you had to share every one of your thoughts with Rachel... all of them, even your darkest secrets...how would you feel about it? * Keylia drops the pitcher rather aprubtly onto the floor. * Rachel scowls a bit but remains quiet, crossing her arms. «ooc: Chrys is such a party pooper! Kick his ass! » *stares* You wanna know huh? I'd feel sad. Really damn sad. * Rachel arches an eyebrow a bit. * Chrys nods. "Perfectly understandable...There'd be nothing for you to hide, or even to live for." * Chrys looks at Rachel. "What about you?" * Rachel doesn't say anything. * Chrys sighs. "If you're not going to answer me..." .....she's gonna find out everything anyway. She knows most everything already. ... Just your tone of voice answers my question. * Chrys leans up against the wall. "In that case, I might as well get to bringing up that... favor you two owe of me for my cooperation." * Rachel grits her teeth and eyes Chrys... * Keylia folds her arms. Rachel... could you please stand up? .... I am a woman of my word, even if I owe a favor to someone who can be such a prick sometimes. ;) * Rachel glances at Keylia and then at Chrys and slowly stands, unsure... ...Draw the sword, Rachel. * Rachel blinks a little and draws the sword... "What is this about...?" * Keylia eyes Chrys, still sitting. * Chrys grabs the blade of the sword, ignoring the sharp edge cutting into his hand, and holds it up to his chest. "Push forward." ......what? Kill me, Rachel. * Rachel freezes, not moving. What the hell kind of favor is that?! <<......*twitch*>> ...Keylia...you don't understand. By doing this, you're allowing me to actually have what I want. ...Freedom. ....wait a second. Why is she here if I'm going to kill you? * Keylia lets her hands drop, keeping her eeys pinned on the sword. "Freedom for him you mean." Because she was the one that started the deal, if I'm not mistaken. ...That depends. Who's "he"? * Rachel tries to tug the blade away a little, feeling emotions tug at her from every direction.. * Keylia stands up. "That's a good question boyo." Because frankly, lately, I don't know who you are anymore... Neither do I. My soul is getting tossed back and forth like a softball. ...If you don't know what that feels like, envision peeling off your skin and falling into a vat of salt. .... «ooc: Mm. Salt intake... » You do realize though, Chrys... if you die right now, you don't solve anything, and we make a helluva mess. <<~ My life is a circus and I am tripping down that tightrope... ~>> ...Solve anything? I don't care any more, Keylia. * Keylia draws her sword Damascus. Oh yeah. I don't care. Like you can just blow off your existance like that. Is the existance really mine? Or is it his? ... * Keylia points it at his chest. "I dunno what kind of grudge match is going on inside there, but if the only thing you can agree on is killing yourself that's really pathetic." Who says we agree on it? <> So this IS Chrys asking now isn't it. * Rachel searches Chrys's face.. ...I thought that was obvious from the beginning. Oh it was... I wanted to be sure YOU knew. You're obvious not as far gone as you think. No, I'm not. On the other hand... * Chrys steps between the two swords and cups Keylia's chin in his hand. "Do you really think there's anything you can do?" * Keylia stares at Chrys, unintimidated... <> Well let me think.. last I ehard friends go around killing each other... * Rachel narrows her eyes only slightly, glancing at the two but not moving... * Keylia stares. "...Was was before either of you were born." Now, you think I wanna see that again? Chrys? Hawkeye? No wa. « er way » ...I am armed. If you refuse to do it, it's not going to be much of a deterrent. I can kill myself quite capably. * Keylia grins slyly. I never intended tor efuse you. Any maybe you will get that chance. You up for deal, con man? « er and » * Rachel looks towards Keylia, wondering what's going on now.. * Chrys looks Keylia straight in the eyes. "No. I don't care about myself, but I'm not going to hurt any of you any more with my presence. And in case you hadn't guessed, I AM talking about Rachel and Cody." Oh for the love of... Don't bring them into this, or you're really doomed... * Rachel resists the urge to stab herself in the chest just to get away from all the freaky stuff in her life. ^^; «ooc: You FREEKY BEATNIKS! » «ooc: *Cough* » * Keylia gets an intense stare. "There's one way we can solve this so only one person in there dies." We're going to part ways eventually. Why make the wound from it worse by forming romantic or emotional bond? * Chrys returns the stare. "How can you be sure you kill the right one?" * Rachel twitches a little. * Keylia tenses up, her face ever so close to Chrys. "I thought you were trying to answer that question yourself. You never said which Chrys I had to kill, did you?" «ooc: Kill the whiny one! THE WHINY ONE! » * Rachel eyes the two, wondering if she should leave 'em alone for a moment. ...There's only one Chrys, Keylia. «ooc: I call him...little chrys. In my pants. » «ooc: ... » Yeah, and he's wasting away in there. It's a shame such good beefcake is going to waste too. «ooc: Shuts up and goes back to doing hwish things. » I'm sure, with your lifespan, that you've seen men much better than him. Than me. What, you suddenly think I don't give a rabite's ass about you? Why do you think you are here right this minute. Because I could have easily killed you then. I'm sure you don't really care about me as a person...it's Rachel you care about. And you know she cares about everyone in this ragtag bunch. * Rachel lowers her sword a bit and crosses her arms. * Keylia narrows her elven eyes. "I told you not to bring her into this. Or is it you can't stand to see her hurt because you're just a washup." <> * Chrys tenses his hand and slaps Keylia across the face. "That's not important. Kill me or don't kill me, just make up your mind, Keylia." « This just became the "argue like she's nto here when she is" ;) » * Rachel narrows her eyes and quickly raises her sword, pointing it at Chrys again. * Keylia gets slapped clear across the face, holding it there a moment. She begins to laugh slowly. * Chrys idly notes Rachel, but says nothing to her. <> Oh. I get it. Now you're just using Rachel's feeling. What a dog. Maybe you should die. <> ...Maybe I should. ...And maybe I'm no better than you, Miss Emeriss. * Rachel forces herself to relax again.. I'm no hero, Chrys. But that doesn't mean for one second, I can't do you a favor. After all, I owe you... * Keylia turns back. "The Moon Palace." ...And how is that supposed to help? Luna isn't the type to kill. *** Rachel sets mode: +v Radien * Keylia folds her arms. "Right.. but the Mana Angel of Moon is one crazy cookie." << Thankoo! ;) >> ......I'll take your word for it now, if you insist. I'll call in a little favor.. Besides... . o O (Hey, Rachel, I have a favor to ask of you....and then I don't even exsist. Why the heck am I still standing here?) * Rachel quietly sheathes her sword. * Chrys smiles warmly. "I'm not ready to check in just yet...I just thought this was my only chance. So, until then..." * Chrys turns to Rachel. "Sorry for ignoring you... your partner decided to pretend you didn't exist." * Rachel blinks at those choice of words. I....yeesh. I should just stay quiet. Honestly. ^^; Besides...you wouldn't have killed me as readily as she would have, and that was kind of the point of my wanting that as a favor. <<*dies laughing* LOL ;)>> Oh really? * Keylia sheathes her sword, looking a little hurt but taking a joking tone. "Chrys... I still can kill you, you know!" «ooc: Gotta go in 1:10 :o » Yes, really. And Keylia, I'm sure you can. But then I wouldn't be here any more for you to joke about. ^_- «ooc: (sob) » «ooc: Don't worry, I've done what I wanted. ;) » * Rachel 's temper gets irked again.... * Chrys looks at Rachel. "I heard, and I know that you and Cody are 'an item' again. I don't care. I'm still your friend, and you're not the type to hurt a friend. .... * Rachel suddenly narrows her eyes. An item? Again? Oh for the love of.. ....Like Keylia said, it's like a romance novel. Yeah right. You don't know shit all. * Rachel turns and heads to leave. Maybe I don't. << Alright, that's it! I really will kill you now! But we do it my way....... *breaks out the handcuffs* >> <> ...But you know, Rachel... Maybe, just maybe, I'll try to understand, if you let me. * Rachel pauses to look over her shoulder at Chrys with dark eyes... * Rachel keeps going. * Chrys sighs and rushes after. "Rachel, no!" <> «ooc: sorry ;) » <> << Rachel keeps going and going.... the mana-gizer bunny >> * Keylia is left there watching them run off. She hangs her head. «ooc: lol » <> «ooc: I'm sorry! ;_; » <<...mostly my hair. Damn my natural waviness ;)>> << C'mon Rachel... do the right thing! kill Chrys now and go unf Keylia!! >> <> * Chrys grabs Rachel's arm and slows down. "Rachel, please. I'm sorry...I didn't mean it like that..." .o( The worst part of all of this... is that he's completely right. ) <> << cut forward to... scene 2!! >> * Rachel stops and yanks her arm away.. "You know.. I'm really tired of these games...." But...Rachel, please listen to me...I'm sorry I interrupted your moment. Go back to talk with Keylia. Pretend I never came into the picture today. « Just tell em where you are heading guys ;) brb. » Okay?! Is that what'll make you happy? IS IT?! <> «ooc: Sigh. ^^ I go.... » << Keylia in bed wearing her nightie!... Er, no, wait, it's morning... damn... >> «ooc: AFK... » Damn it, Chrys. You two...talking about me as if I'm not even there... ... Using me as if I'm some sort of chess piece.. Fine. Just... Fuck you, Rachel. I try to help you, take some of the pain away, and my problems get in the way and hurt you more. I'm sick of it. Just...fuck you. * Chrys turns around and storms off. Oh sure! Let's all just fucking jump around on me! You know what! I wanted to help! I felt bad! I felt SOMETHING FOR YOU! * Rachel stands there yelling now. SO FUCK YOU TOO CHRYS! ...... << Geez. Happyfun. >> * Chrys stops. "...." * Rachel turns her head away and wonders what the hell her life is coming to... I'm sorry I'm not as innocent as Cody, or as understanding as Keylia. I can only do what I'm capable of doing. * Chrys walks off, slower now. « Just say when you are done, if you are done or Key is needed more? ^^ » «ooc: Waahhhh. » * Rachel stands there and lets him go, murmuring after him... ".....I'm sorry....for doing the wrong things.....I just wanted to help....I always wanted to help..." «ooc: I'm done unless Rachel wants to stop me. » << Be a complete and utter asshole. >> * Rachel sighs and turns, heading back towards Keylia... -_- «ooc: Keylia: Yes, my pet. Come into my arms! All a part of my plans! HAHAhA » «ooc: nuuuuu » « hehe » << *snickers* >> «ooc: Speaking of which...it's my turn :P Unless it's Chrys turn. Dammit, are we even writing that anymore? » «ooc: I dunno. I haven't heard ANYTHING about it recently » * Keylia is still standing there. She lifts her head at Rachel's entry. <> «ooc: I could start on it again, but I have to CTRPG2 first. » *** Chrys is now known as Ashton «ooc: You all rock me. :D » << Yesh you do! >> << Even me? :D >> * Rachel 's eyes betray the sheer anger she feels but it is slowly being replaced with weariness. "Hey." «ooc: Well, yes, even you, Radien, even if it isn't for SoMRPG. » * Keylia manages in a rather unsteady tone. "I'm sorry, Rache. For before." <> << Ashton: Heh.... Well, thanks, although I was just being fecetious. ;) >> «ooc: ew, feces » << Sorry... ;_; >> «ooc: it's "facetious" ;) » * Rachel sighs and shrugs her shoulders.. "No...it's alright. It's really not that big of a thing..." * Rachel heads over to Keylia... << Damn! I was see-sawing between those two spellings >> «ooc: YOU LIE » «ooc: OH GOD DO YOU LIE RACHEL » << *shuts up now and lets them lude* >> * Keylia sits down, looking forlornly at the ale pitcher. <> «ooc: DRINK MORE! » Ahh.. I kidna wish that were true, sweetcheeks.. I really do... «ooc: GIVES RACHEL VODKA! HAHAH! » << lol >> «ooc: sweet *chokes* cheeks!? » << Mmmmm... which cheeks? >> *** Lucca (dinner@pionet-250.lclark.edu) invites you to join #somrpg * Rachel sits down across from Keylia, gazing at her intensely.. "I'm not Chrys. Or Cody. Things roll off my skin easily. I'll get over it. I'm worried about you, actually." *** Lucca is now known as Cody *** Bahamut is now known as Rahne <> «ooc: Oh, Gee. Not the slightest bit worried about Cody almost dead, eh? » <> «ooc: heh! » * Keylia leans her head back. "Don't worry. I don't think I'm worth it, really." * Rachel raises both eyebrows at that. "Oh really now?" Chrys is right. I'm probably worse than he is any day. * Keylia grumbles. "..Can't even kill a little thief right anymore..." Oh please.... you care about him. He's wrong to think you'd be more likely to kill him than me. Honestly... <> * Keylia swishes the drink around idly. "You realize what I promsied him, don't you?" * Rachel eyes Keylia. "Well. My mind leaps to two possibilities. Life or death. A cure....or finality." << Killl Chrys.... Perverse BASTAAARD!!!! >> << *ahem* >> <> << ^^; >> «ooc: And, um, Rache/Tori » It happened a long time ago... when someone had his type of possession... the onyl way to beat it was to fight it on a physical level. One on one, man to man... << I don't know enough to comment, honestly :P >> Only problem is Rache. Either way you cut it, I'm losing someone I care about. << But Ashton's angsty characters usually irk me, I admit. ;) >> « er , rache, » «ooc: HEY NOW ;) Chrys isn't that bad. YOU DIDN'T SEE TAHN! YOU DIDN'T SEE TAHNNNN @_@ » « LOL » * Rachel sighs softly and gets closer, lightly touching where Chrys hit Keylia's face, searching to see if it'll bruise... "....there is another way. There has to be." << O_o ...Now I don't want to... >> «ooc: Tahn was the ultimate in mind fucks. » * Keylia 's face isn't too hurt, but a slight red pervades her otherwise ivory skin tone in that spot. «ooc: I know. Tahn wanted Haylee. » «ooc: Scareymojoshit. » * Rachel exhales hotly at the mark and mutters something about slapping women around... «ooc: Of course, then he wanted Bree. More scarymojoshit. » Yeah there was... << Then, Tahn wanted Tahn. ....REALLY scarymojoshit. >> So we'll do that. Right? I mean, it can't be worse than death..well...maybe it can. But... «ooc: Radien, actually, kind of. :o » «ooc: LOL. Then he wanted his parents, who were DEAD. » << . o O (Mmm. Her skin is soft. Smells like roses. Grahgrahgrahgrah)>> * Keylia smiles a little weerily. «ooc: AGH! HE DID NOT WANT HIS PARENTS » «ooc: Yes he did! » Rachel, don't go there. I could give you a list into next week of things worse than death. ;) «ooc: OKay no he didn't, but he had a FIT. » «ooc: Cody, if you (as Niki Dinner) found out that your parents had gone missing and were dead, wouldn't you? » * Rachel chuckles lowly. "Probably. Still. A girl can hope, huh? I don't give up on people I care about....and I think Chrys can be saved. I really do. We just need to find a way...." «ooc: He'd denied it until the end, whence he couldn't any more :o » He'll save himself in the end. That's what I'm banking on. «ooc: Hehe. He shouldn't have denied. See, he really wanted to fondle...gah, I'm tired, and i don't like where my joke is going :p » «ooc: So I shush. :D » «ooc: O_O TAHN WANTS TO FONDLE LUCCA'S PARENTSD » «ooc: #Somrpg! Fun stuff@ » «ooc: LOL! Fondle them and my dad'll kick your ass! » * Keylia smiles a slow deliberate smile. "Hey Rachel. You really do worry about me?" Of course I do....you're the closest friend I have. You mean a lot to me. <> Heh... funny how the closest friend you have could be the biggest liar in the world... funny isn't it? * Rachel arches an eyebrow. "The biggest liar, huh? D'you have a scale for that...?" * Keylia mimics her. "What if I did? I have lots of standards after all." ;) * Rachel laughs lowly and shakes her head, again testing the skin of Key's cheek. "Right, right... listen, Keylia... I know you've lied to me....but I'm pretty sure you've done it for a reason.....I mean, I'm not that slow, you know?" * Keylia grabs Rachel's arm for a moment. "Nope. Didn't think that for an instant." «ooc: I'm just MOSTLY slow! » <> But you're still worrying about me even though I lied to you. Dumb, yes. But, you're obviously more of a hero than everyone thinks. «ooc: Cody: I thought she was a hero all along :D » «ooc: Shut up, you! Go back to your fuckin' lude! Cody: Yes ma'am. » Really. And you're not as horrible as you seem to think you are. How does having faith in someone who can be so strong and loyal despite telling some needed lies be dumb? And I worry about you cause I'm your friend. No lies change that. None will. <> * Keylia reaches out and touches Rachel cheek. She smiles, sincerely. "You're too good to me." I just hope in the end, all your worrying is really worst it, Rachel. « er worth » « darn typo messing up my line ;_; » * Rachel leans her face into the touch and keeps her almost electric gaze rooted to Keylia's. "I'm certain it will be. I have all the faith in the world." <> « Yay ^_^ » <> <> «ooc: Peeeeeeeeoh you're back! » << Whoah, Heather pees fast. >> << I'm in such admiration. >> <> « at a loss for words atm.... » «ooc: Rachel: Loyal to my friends, sadisitc to my enemies, wanting in the pantaloons of all my lovers!...which is now narrowed down to 1..possibly 2 if you count Key. ^_^ » « ^^; » <> << Rachel: Wha, standing up?... ;) >> «ooc: ^_^ Oh c'mon! Deep down, Cody wants in your pants too! » * Rachel chuckles softly, her voice low. "What, did I render you speechless? Amazing.." ;) * Keylia gets a twinkle in her eyes. "Boy, I've cerated a monster haven't I... she's 1 uping the master." << * Keylia starts clutching at her throat gesturing she needs the heimlich O_o >> << ...bah. Too late. ;) >> « lol » Hey, you're the one who rescued me from certain starvation ;) Are you....alright, Keylia? Yes, I'm still worried but humor me. ;) You've just seemed more...erratic lately. «ooc: Rachel: ..in bed. You're more erratic in bed. » <> * Keylia sighs a tad *** Locke (rareifever@216-97-204-076.ppp.mpinet.net) Quit (Quit: Gah..really would like too see the end of this, but I'm in need of sleep before work. Nite Folks ^^) The stakes are getting higher.. secrets flying like love letetrs.. it's a wild time alright... «ooc: Rachel: Yeah, you know, but can you GET HERE ON YOUR MEAGER CASH FUNDS? OH OH OH OH! » <> But maybe.. just maybe... «ooc: Hehe. Just on stuff that's NOT in the bank, i have 1500 bucks. You? :) » «ooc: Bawhaha. I love jobs. » * Keylia gets her grin back. "It's because I worry about you too, Rachel." * Rachel raises both eyebrows and returns Keylia's grin. "Oh yeah? You know, people have regretted that! Might wanna get cured right now..." ;) * Keylia starts shaking her green-haired head vehemiantly. Sorry.. no can do! You could say it « evil » <> You could say it's my "job" to worry about you... << Mmmm.... bush >> * Keylia titls her head to the side. "Nah. That sound all wrong." * Rachel laughs lowly. "Good recovery. I was about to say!" ;) << "Job." Everything is about innuendo with Keylia, isn't it? Just like Reisha! That's what I suspect. ;) >> <> « No, that was a pretty true statement considering. ^^ » «ooc: Tiernan: Reisha, what's the word 'horny' mean? David doesn't have horns. » <> «ooc: Tiernan: And never do you. And is a loin something to do with steak? :/ » << Hehe. I thought so. ^.^ >> Maybe a better way to say it is there's noone paying me to worry about you. I just do... * Rachel gets a sly look. "I'll accept that. It means that I'm managed to worm my way into your heart! Bwahahaha....next I shall conquer the known world!" «ooc: In your pants! » «ooc: And what a VAST jungle it is! » * Keylia gets a lookc of mock surprise. "Slow down, missy. First we have to save the world. Then the conquest..." ;) «ooc: You go, Marco Rachel Polo! » So much to do. ^_- So little time. So are we decently happy now, Ms. Keylia? ;) Or do I need to employ tickling? ^_- Not if I don't first! Surprise is everything! «ooc: Ooh. Below-waist tickling :O » * Keylia starts tickling Rachel! ;) «ooc: ...in bed » Oh don't you d-...ahahahahahahahahaha!! Aaahhhh nooo! ^^ « I'm goign to end is that ok? head hurting.. ^^; » * Rachel bats at Keylia's hands, squirming! ;) <> <> >> Rachel and Keylia proceed to go down in a squirming, giggling heap, the sadness forgotten.. at least for the moment... ~~ INTERLUDE END ~~ «ooc: O_O AGH » ....and that mental image will keep me satisfied for many a long night ;) ">> Rachel and Keylia proceed to go down in a squirming," Session Close: Mon Jan 22 03:56:45 2001