[highway]
"No, not really," Candy replied, smirking a bit. "Although... I think I saw one not too far from a cafe I was at earlier... I could give you a ride on my motorcycle... But you're driving!"
[school]
John found the source of the pulse, and it was just as expected: Gin had reverted to his bestial form. Dammit! Could this day -- on second thought, I better not even go there. He quickly removed his cloak, sandals, bandolier and belt containing all his "valuables" -- he would need all the speed he could get -- but not before removing a vial of clear liquid from one of the pouches/pockets. Heh, a fire extinguisher, good call, that might slow him down just enough. This energy rich liquid should sate him for now; it's worked for me these last few years; and if it doesn't, the extra "need-based activation" tranks I keep in it should do the trick He then made a few adjustments to the device on his wrist, and a small compartment appeared -- infact just large enough for him to put the vial into. He then "closed" the compartment, and, with a quick flick of his wrist, a small blade extended from the end of it out through where his ring finger might have been, and with a second, slightly different, flick, it retracted again. (OOC: think assassins creed if that helps) Why do I always do that? It's never ever not worked -- without any form of lubrication or maintainance, it's always done the job. Now, I need to find a place where his "armour" is less thick. his eyes began to scan his body, temporarily settling on his phallus. Yeah... Not happening... He began to search the large creature again. hmm, seems the only places would be directly inside his mouth -- also not happening -- or right under his chin, on his neck... But how am I going to get it there? And, with him taken that girl hostage... I need to think of a way to convince him that I'm more of a "deserving" target than the rest of them... But how...
"No, not really," Candy replied, smirking a bit. "Although... I think I saw one not too far from a cafe I was at earlier... I could give you a ride on my motorcycle... But you're driving!"
[school]
John found the source of the pulse, and it was just as expected: Gin had reverted to his bestial form. Dammit! Could this day -- on second thought, I better not even go there. He quickly removed his cloak, sandals, bandolier and belt containing all his "valuables" -- he would need all the speed he could get -- but not before removing a vial of clear liquid from one of the pouches/pockets. Heh, a fire extinguisher, good call, that might slow him down just enough. This energy rich liquid should sate him for now; it's worked for me these last few years; and if it doesn't, the extra "need-based activation" tranks I keep in it should do the trick He then made a few adjustments to the device on his wrist, and a small compartment appeared -- infact just large enough for him to put the vial into. He then "closed" the compartment, and, with a quick flick of his wrist, a small blade extended from the end of it out through where his ring finger might have been, and with a second, slightly different, flick, it retracted again. (OOC: think assassins creed if that helps) Why do I always do that? It's never ever not worked -- without any form of lubrication or maintainance, it's always done the job. Now, I need to find a place where his "armour" is less thick. his eyes began to scan his body, temporarily settling on his phallus. Yeah... Not happening... He began to search the large creature again. hmm, seems the only places would be directly inside his mouth -- also not happening -- or right under his chin, on his neck... But how am I going to get it there? And, with him taken that girl hostage... I need to think of a way to convince him that I'm more of a "deserving" target than the rest of them... But how...
The most dangerous phrase ever uttered in all of minecraftia: "/give honeydew 46 64"
Imaginato disciplinis cognoscere modum; sciam quid et ingenii?
My learning and imagination know no bounds; why should my knowledge and abilities?
![[Image: scorpiomoon.jpg]](http://www.crystalinks.com/scorpiomoon.jpg)
Alchemy: [from the Moon to] Scorpio to man to eagle to the phoenix (female) [to the sun] back to Her consciousness outside the box she created.
Imaginato disciplinis cognoscere modum; sciam quid et ingenii?
My learning and imagination know no bounds; why should my knowledge and abilities?
Alchemy: [from the Moon to] Scorpio to man to eagle to the phoenix (female) [to the sun] back to Her consciousness outside the box she created.
