Rousing the Succubus
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Yo Zero! I haven't role played in quite a while. Excuse the cliché character, if things go well the clichéness won't last. XP
edit... and thanks for the comment. Smile[html]
[/html]Lorri confused freedom with solitude thus equated the arrival of some big, instrumental man a threat to her autonomy. He sounded like a savior. That kind of talk sickened Lorri. Suddenly her peace was gone. A glob of reddish spit landed on the dirt at her side and an ungrateful soul reared itself from the dark trench of emotions. She mocked his question with juvenile sarcasm, "Why, so you can share the credit like a good comrade when it's finished?" Though this particular wolf-looking man was unrecognizable for all she knew it was Brote trying to trick her in to a false sense of security. The maddened suspicion in her eyes made it seem this way.

And oh how she wanted to gallantly leap to her feet and tear him into chunks. Fatigue and weakness replaced the usual rope restraints and made her desire an unattainable fantasy. Damn.


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