"Is it the weekend again? I don't really notice such things. My concept of time is a little different than most people's."Nods.
breathing finally returning to normal at the gentle petting while she engages with my superiors
I feel fine, are you trying to be a smart ass in my place?
Stroking your head as we chat
Any plans for the weekend Seven?
"Would they not serve her otherwise?"Brows furrow and she squints at you a little.
"Are you feeling okay?"
i will... do my best not to let you down, Miss Kitara
True, but I will make it clear that all my slaves should serve her
"Sometimes people don't find what they're looking for."Smiles and shrugs.
gulping and nodding... both thrilled and intimidated by the prospect y..yes Miss Kitara
lol
No little one, but if you see her here, you should take care of her as you with me. She is my personal friend.
Happy Birthday, hope your day is wonderful ...... all the best for your special day and always
relaxing a little at the petting no Miss Kitara. is she missing?
Nightlife
"...Yeah, they say like 'We've got Moshi, Moshi.' It's very... Traditional and shit."His eyes follow the money, as it is gently plucked from his gentle grip, transferred to yours. He half-expected you to pocket the physical currency before you got to the server, so he was making extra sure the money got to where it needed to be. The thought of Fleck thrown from his mind as you go to treat this high-end-for-Southie establishment waitress like a... Like a, well, a person who was used to the feeling of legal tender press against their naked flesh.
Mike was all ears. Er, eyes. He was all-eyes on the goings on, shifting himself into a kneel as he watched the gentle dislodge of the clothing, the reach of fingers, the note fluttering in the—
Wait a minute why was it fluttering? There wasn't a breeze in this room!
The mental talk-through of this logic-puzzle is entirely lost on Mike, however, because an elbow has blurred into his vision and struck him in the side of the throat.
He was barely able to turn his head before the pointed bone knocks him backward, off his knees and kicking his feet out in front of him as he falls flat to his back.
"Achk!"
He proclaims in protest as he falls, forcing air through a now bruised windpipe.
"Sorry!... So..rryy!..."
I am just assuming from what I read, I have not talked to her yet.But since it appears she left alone, I will assume she did not find what she was looking for ~S~
good morning Miss Seven. i am... ok.
"Good morning, joseph."Smiles to you.
"How are you?"
Giggling and patting you headHave you seen Ms Liquid Fyre around joseph?
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"Oh. Well, why didn't she enjoy herself?"Curious cant of head to the other side.
out of breath my... pleasure... Miss... Kitara