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I... This isn't what it looks like!!!
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I... This isn't what it looks like!!!
by Guest Fri Aug 26, 2011 1:01 am
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. The sound of the clock brought his mind slowly to life, Vito opening his eyes and slowly trying to sit up, letting a small groan leave his throat. God, his temples hurt. The man tried to move a hand to his forehead, attempting to wipe sweat off of his... brow? He blinked a couple of times, still rather drowsy as well. he tried to move his hand to his forehea... what? He moved it sharply, and found that he was unable to move it. ...eh? He tried again, hearing the sound of clinking metal moving around as his arm... didn't move. It must be the drowsiness, the arm was sleepy. He sighed, and tried to crane his neck around to take a look at the arm that felt trapped, for some reason. There was... a shiny metal bracelet around his left wrist. Strange... there was a chain coming off of it. He shook his head and turned the other way, trying to see the other arm, and seeing that, yes, it was in the same position. He opened his mouth a single iota and sighed softly, moving his head back to it's forward-facing position.
He hung his head slightly, and finally looked down. Oh... oh crap. He was, how to put this... naked. His lightly-tanned flesh spread down from his vision, heading out to his legs at the same time. Hm. He chuckled lightly, and tried to focus more on around his body. There was another thing, that he noticed. It was a rather ornate pillow. It was a very ornate pillow, especially for an Esparian ho... this wasn't a hotel. This was a HOEtel. The fact that he could see these rather expensive designs meant that it was rather expensive to stay here, wasn't it? He blinked a couple of times. How... had he gotten here? That was his first question. The shaggy black hair on his head shook with his head's motions.. Gah, this was frustrating. He looked more around the room now, staring at the fashion of the hotel room itself. There were soft pink curtains on the window; he could see shadows which meant that it was most likely ground level, or upstairs in terms of one of Malos Ciudad's more... expensive brothels. There were strange designs on the walls, as well. They were particularly ornate designs, to be honest. Gold-lined, lame swirls were covering the deep maroon, velvet-covered walls. He chuckled. This was some high-end shit, alright. Normally, a brothel hotel would be much different to this, but this place was something that showed class. The sunlight was filtering through the pink curtains, drenching the room in soft hues that set something of a sultry mood. But... enough of that. Vito tried to move around some more, the bare flesh of his ass coming up against something small and cold underneath.
"Feels like a key." He chuckled. But just knowing that there was a key beneath this heavily-designed pillow was not enough. With a smirk, Vito looked up again and struggled a little bit more, the cuffs not giving way, as he anticipated. It was strange, though. Vito looked down, and saw that there was hardly anything with this bed. It was well-made, and unused, save for the large naked Esparian atop it. The pillows were bunched up behind his back, meaning that he didn't feel uncomfortable from the bedhead, but other than that? This bed was unused. So maybe he didn't do it? Yeah, that was likely. Either that, or he had been drugged. In fact, that's how it felt, you know? It felt like his mind was struggling to comprehend what was going on right now, and because of that he was rather... dizzy.
Suddenly, footsteps. Footsteps were approaching the door of the hotel room, and the sound of a door being opened caused a soft sigh of relief to escape Vito's lips. As the portal opened up, he saw a dark-skinned leg step in, with a black and white uniform covering the rest of the woman's body. Dark hair and eyes came into the room above those, as she began to work on the cleaning of the room. This was rather funny, seeing as she didn't actually see Vito until he moved slightly. The sound of clattering 'cuffs caused her to turn around sharply, and she suddenly dropped the feather duster in her hand. Vito proffered a kind and nervous smile, opening his eyes and speaking calmly at her, staring into her eyes with a totally serious look on his face.
"I assure you ma'am, I am a professional. Please remain calm." He cleared his throat, and motioned down at the pillow with a sudden motion of shaggy black hair, "Now, if you please, the key to my release is beneath this cushion. If you hurry, I will reward you greatly." He nodded at her, before looking back in her eyes. Her reaction... well... her reaction...
It started with utter disbelief. The maid just stood there for a second, staring at Vito with wide eyes. He spoke for the first time, and her mouth dropped slightly, lips opening as if she was about to speak. He leaned forwards a bit, hoping that should would actually speak and help him out of this mess. Come on... come on... Oh. She screamed. Rather loudly. A shout of 'pervert' was thrown out of her lips. Pervert. Ouch, that one hurt. He turned his head away as if he was insulted, and then he felt a towel thrown at his face and hit it square on, or as square as you could get to the side of the face. He shook it off and turned back, just in time to see the maid run off, screaming her head off. This was a HOEtel, right? RIGHT?
He hung his head slightly, and finally looked down. Oh... oh crap. He was, how to put this... naked. His lightly-tanned flesh spread down from his vision, heading out to his legs at the same time. Hm. He chuckled lightly, and tried to focus more on around his body. There was another thing, that he noticed. It was a rather ornate pillow. It was a very ornate pillow, especially for an Esparian ho... this wasn't a hotel. This was a HOEtel. The fact that he could see these rather expensive designs meant that it was rather expensive to stay here, wasn't it? He blinked a couple of times. How... had he gotten here? That was his first question. The shaggy black hair on his head shook with his head's motions.. Gah, this was frustrating. He looked more around the room now, staring at the fashion of the hotel room itself. There were soft pink curtains on the window; he could see shadows which meant that it was most likely ground level, or upstairs in terms of one of Malos Ciudad's more... expensive brothels. There were strange designs on the walls, as well. They were particularly ornate designs, to be honest. Gold-lined, lame swirls were covering the deep maroon, velvet-covered walls. He chuckled. This was some high-end shit, alright. Normally, a brothel hotel would be much different to this, but this place was something that showed class. The sunlight was filtering through the pink curtains, drenching the room in soft hues that set something of a sultry mood. But... enough of that. Vito tried to move around some more, the bare flesh of his ass coming up against something small and cold underneath.
"Feels like a key." He chuckled. But just knowing that there was a key beneath this heavily-designed pillow was not enough. With a smirk, Vito looked up again and struggled a little bit more, the cuffs not giving way, as he anticipated. It was strange, though. Vito looked down, and saw that there was hardly anything with this bed. It was well-made, and unused, save for the large naked Esparian atop it. The pillows were bunched up behind his back, meaning that he didn't feel uncomfortable from the bedhead, but other than that? This bed was unused. So maybe he didn't do it? Yeah, that was likely. Either that, or he had been drugged. In fact, that's how it felt, you know? It felt like his mind was struggling to comprehend what was going on right now, and because of that he was rather... dizzy.
Suddenly, footsteps. Footsteps were approaching the door of the hotel room, and the sound of a door being opened caused a soft sigh of relief to escape Vito's lips. As the portal opened up, he saw a dark-skinned leg step in, with a black and white uniform covering the rest of the woman's body. Dark hair and eyes came into the room above those, as she began to work on the cleaning of the room. This was rather funny, seeing as she didn't actually see Vito until he moved slightly. The sound of clattering 'cuffs caused her to turn around sharply, and she suddenly dropped the feather duster in her hand. Vito proffered a kind and nervous smile, opening his eyes and speaking calmly at her, staring into her eyes with a totally serious look on his face.
"I assure you ma'am, I am a professional. Please remain calm." He cleared his throat, and motioned down at the pillow with a sudden motion of shaggy black hair, "Now, if you please, the key to my release is beneath this cushion. If you hurry, I will reward you greatly." He nodded at her, before looking back in her eyes. Her reaction... well... her reaction...
It started with utter disbelief. The maid just stood there for a second, staring at Vito with wide eyes. He spoke for the first time, and her mouth dropped slightly, lips opening as if she was about to speak. He leaned forwards a bit, hoping that should would actually speak and help him out of this mess. Come on... come on... Oh. She screamed. Rather loudly. A shout of 'pervert' was thrown out of her lips. Pervert. Ouch, that one hurt. He turned his head away as if he was insulted, and then he felt a towel thrown at his face and hit it square on, or as square as you could get to the side of the face. He shook it off and turned back, just in time to see the maid run off, screaming her head off. This was a HOEtel, right? RIGHT?
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Re: I... This isn't what it looks like!!!
by Guest Fri Aug 26, 2011 1:39 am
What a lovely day in Esparia it was. It was warm and only slightly humid for once, nothing too oppressive though it wasn't like it mattered since her clothes (or lack thereof some would say) didn't really obstruct much. Amazonians never saw the point of such frippery. Yes... frippery. That was a good word she had learned amidst her lessons of reading and writing. Her long, dark hair was pulled back into its usual ponytail, wearing her normal "strips of cloth" as she had heard someone call them before. They were ignorant. They did not understand. Yet they wondered at her tattoo that covered her shoulder and arm. They wondered at the giant black panther that she rode upon through the streets of their capital city. Shade merely glared back at them with a bored disinterest as if they weren't really worth his time. Or maybe it was more of a, 'Just don't even ask,' sort of thing... It was strange how he reacted sometimes to things, like when Vasco appointed her his secretary.
A secretary... Although Vasco had told her the new duties she would be performing on top of everything else, when she talked to some of her Amazonian sisters, they seemed... displeased. They called her a 'slut?' She believed thats what the word was. Or was it 'whore...' It was certainly along those lines to be sure. Not pleasant. Of course, she missed something as she wasn't sure what they meant. So she decided to learn about these "whores" and "sluts" that people referenced since... well... since she couldn't quite read the definitions yet in the dictionary. Lessons were slow sometimes, and she was humiliated to be amongst such.. children. She was a warrior! Not some joke! If only her mother saw.... Her lovely tan skin paled, oh goddess... What would her mother say?! Even though she was already gone from the tribe, if she ever returned and they knew... No, no she wouldn't tell them. Don't ponder upon it for now. Education was at hand!
Casting her dark eyes up to the facade of a rather fancy building, she noticed some of the women that were standing outside of it in their rather revealing clothes. But.... they didn't really seem... practical. Just revealing. They were not warriors. Perhaps they were these "sluts" and "whores?" She could see why many days people would stare at how Catalina dressed and judged her in such a way. But they knew better. They knew she could take them down in a heartbeat. Or Shade would eat their face, whichever came first. Sliding off of his silky fur back, Catalina ran her hand along his great head, both of them staring at the gentleman's club. It appeared as if it had a hotel included in it and it was extravagant. Pink curtains could be seen in the windows up above, a red carpet rolled out down the steps. "Well Shade, we may as well start here hm?" She murmured to her beast friend, walking up to the door only to be greeted by security.
"Sorry ma'am. No pets." The large man told her, Shade emitting a sort of sigh as he walked off to the side and laid down with a resounding 'plop.' Sleepy fool. "Make sure not to disturb him. He has a tendency of attacking... soft places if you do." She warned them, her voice a bit low for a woman, almost standing as tall as they did. Her lean muscles stretched, tensed, and relaxed as she walked inside, long legs allowing for a very relaxed pace. The olive tan of her skin gleamed as the last of the suns rays faded beneath the overhang of the hotel, warm lights greeting her instead. Oh, good. They weren't florescent. Those were just painful and.... no. So fake. Harsh in all the bad ways.
Grandeur.... Both of her eyebrows raised as she surveyed the lobby of this gentleman's club and hotel. It really was.... expensive looking. She understood that some people found this.. impressive? Pleasing? She just found it... a waste. It wasn't practical. However, practicality wasn't the first thing on many peoples list these days. That was another lesson she had learned rather quickly. Just what was materialistically pleasing--
A scream.
Standing to attention, she crouched down ready to draw her obsidian knife from her fur greaves around the base of her legs, a ball of coiled danger ready to spring upon... Oh, a maid? She was screaming about a naked man who was cuffed to a bed in one of the rooms just below this level, immediately kicking into security gear before any of the other buffoons were ready to. Upon finding out what room, she went on onward. Her long legs propelled her forward as her bare feet met that soft carpet, following the maids directions. She wasn't really sure what she'd do when she got there, but she was in the military of this country so she did feel obligated to aid when necessary.
Slowing as she came up to the room, she took a couple of deep breaths before stepping in the room, ready to.... What? "Vito?" Well... She couldn't quite say that she expected this. Relaxing, Catalina's eyes scanned his predicament and blinked twice. "Why are you without clothes and bound to the bed?" Was this a game? Had somebody made an attempt on his life or something? Scattered cloth caught her attention, realizing that someone had tossed his clothes upon the ground, picking them up as she made her way to the side of the bed. "Was Fran having fun again?" She asked as her tone lifted up a bit in its pitch, placing his things at the end of the bed near his feet. A pillow over his crotch? Why was it there? Simply for decency or some other purpose? What a strange situation this was.
A secretary... Although Vasco had told her the new duties she would be performing on top of everything else, when she talked to some of her Amazonian sisters, they seemed... displeased. They called her a 'slut?' She believed thats what the word was. Or was it 'whore...' It was certainly along those lines to be sure. Not pleasant. Of course, she missed something as she wasn't sure what they meant. So she decided to learn about these "whores" and "sluts" that people referenced since... well... since she couldn't quite read the definitions yet in the dictionary. Lessons were slow sometimes, and she was humiliated to be amongst such.. children. She was a warrior! Not some joke! If only her mother saw.... Her lovely tan skin paled, oh goddess... What would her mother say?! Even though she was already gone from the tribe, if she ever returned and they knew... No, no she wouldn't tell them. Don't ponder upon it for now. Education was at hand!
Casting her dark eyes up to the facade of a rather fancy building, she noticed some of the women that were standing outside of it in their rather revealing clothes. But.... they didn't really seem... practical. Just revealing. They were not warriors. Perhaps they were these "sluts" and "whores?" She could see why many days people would stare at how Catalina dressed and judged her in such a way. But they knew better. They knew she could take them down in a heartbeat. Or Shade would eat their face, whichever came first. Sliding off of his silky fur back, Catalina ran her hand along his great head, both of them staring at the gentleman's club. It appeared as if it had a hotel included in it and it was extravagant. Pink curtains could be seen in the windows up above, a red carpet rolled out down the steps. "Well Shade, we may as well start here hm?" She murmured to her beast friend, walking up to the door only to be greeted by security.
"Sorry ma'am. No pets." The large man told her, Shade emitting a sort of sigh as he walked off to the side and laid down with a resounding 'plop.' Sleepy fool. "Make sure not to disturb him. He has a tendency of attacking... soft places if you do." She warned them, her voice a bit low for a woman, almost standing as tall as they did. Her lean muscles stretched, tensed, and relaxed as she walked inside, long legs allowing for a very relaxed pace. The olive tan of her skin gleamed as the last of the suns rays faded beneath the overhang of the hotel, warm lights greeting her instead. Oh, good. They weren't florescent. Those were just painful and.... no. So fake. Harsh in all the bad ways.
Grandeur.... Both of her eyebrows raised as she surveyed the lobby of this gentleman's club and hotel. It really was.... expensive looking. She understood that some people found this.. impressive? Pleasing? She just found it... a waste. It wasn't practical. However, practicality wasn't the first thing on many peoples list these days. That was another lesson she had learned rather quickly. Just what was materialistically pleasing--
A scream.
Standing to attention, she crouched down ready to draw her obsidian knife from her fur greaves around the base of her legs, a ball of coiled danger ready to spring upon... Oh, a maid? She was screaming about a naked man who was cuffed to a bed in one of the rooms just below this level, immediately kicking into security gear before any of the other buffoons were ready to. Upon finding out what room, she went on onward. Her long legs propelled her forward as her bare feet met that soft carpet, following the maids directions. She wasn't really sure what she'd do when she got there, but she was in the military of this country so she did feel obligated to aid when necessary.
Slowing as she came up to the room, she took a couple of deep breaths before stepping in the room, ready to.... What? "Vito?" Well... She couldn't quite say that she expected this. Relaxing, Catalina's eyes scanned his predicament and blinked twice. "Why are you without clothes and bound to the bed?" Was this a game? Had somebody made an attempt on his life or something? Scattered cloth caught her attention, realizing that someone had tossed his clothes upon the ground, picking them up as she made her way to the side of the bed. "Was Fran having fun again?" She asked as her tone lifted up a bit in its pitch, placing his things at the end of the bed near his feet. A pillow over his crotch? Why was it there? Simply for decency or some other purpose? What a strange situation this was.
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Re: I... This isn't what it looks like!!!
by Guest Fri Aug 26, 2011 2:19 am
Another set of footsteps came towards the door, and Vito felt his body instinctively flinch. Was it another maid? Probably not, it might be one of the various 'pimps' that were spread throughout the building, Vito gritting his teeth and preparing himself for wh...he wasn't prepared for that. There was no way that one could be prepared for anything like this.
"Vito?" The man watched the large and scantily-clad Amazon woman walk in through the door of the hotel room. He blinked and looked at her for a second, looking up and down her figure, studying her in order to make sure that this was exactly who he was looking at. If he was right, then that was Catalina, the Amazon woman, Vasco's secretary. A soft laugh, and he cricked his neck to the side, chuckling.
"Ah, Catalina. It seems that..." His voice was soft and yet rough, and a roguish smile had crossed his face, as if he was simply flirting now. He didn't really care about his own nakedness, especially seeing that there was a woman in front of him who was... almost just as naked as he was. That removed most of the awkwardness, but not all of it. "...I'm wearing less than you for once, hm?" He gave a smirk and a chuckle, leaning back and looking at the ceiling, waiting for the obviously-confused Catalina to speak again.
"Why are you without clothes and bound to the bed?" Oh... that. He held his head in place for a second longer, and then finally dropped his gaze to her, giving a kind and yet boyish grin, shaking his head and laughing softly.
"I wish I knew, Niña. Sadly, I just woke up like this, y'know." He laughed again, his voice rasping dryly as it came out of his throat, "To be quite honest, I would really be happy if I found out what I was doing here. Or annoyed. One... or the other." He lowered his gaze, the look on his face turning sinister. He would appreciate knowing what was going on here. At least... that way he'd have faces to bash inwards. The man shook his head again and looked up at Catalina, just as she spoke once more.
"Was Fran having fun again?" He looked down at the foot of the bed as she placed his clothing onto the spread. He was rather glad that he hadn't decided to wear his Derringer coat that night. Then the question hit him. Fran... there was every possibility that she did this. W...wait... If Fran... his skin paled slightly, a red tinge crossing his cheeks as his eyes widened ever-so-slightly. T... if... Fran... had done this... then she... would've... seen him... naked... What had he done? If Fran had really done this, then Vasco would be after his throat. Letting his daughter see her bodyguard naked? Unheard of. Never thought of. She wouldn't have...
"I-I don't think Miss Francesca would've done something like this, Catalina." He looked off to the side with reddened cheeks, obviously forgetting the current position that he was entrapped within.
"Vito?" The man watched the large and scantily-clad Amazon woman walk in through the door of the hotel room. He blinked and looked at her for a second, looking up and down her figure, studying her in order to make sure that this was exactly who he was looking at. If he was right, then that was Catalina, the Amazon woman, Vasco's secretary. A soft laugh, and he cricked his neck to the side, chuckling.
"Ah, Catalina. It seems that..." His voice was soft and yet rough, and a roguish smile had crossed his face, as if he was simply flirting now. He didn't really care about his own nakedness, especially seeing that there was a woman in front of him who was... almost just as naked as he was. That removed most of the awkwardness, but not all of it. "...I'm wearing less than you for once, hm?" He gave a smirk and a chuckle, leaning back and looking at the ceiling, waiting for the obviously-confused Catalina to speak again.
"Why are you without clothes and bound to the bed?" Oh... that. He held his head in place for a second longer, and then finally dropped his gaze to her, giving a kind and yet boyish grin, shaking his head and laughing softly.
"I wish I knew, Niña. Sadly, I just woke up like this, y'know." He laughed again, his voice rasping dryly as it came out of his throat, "To be quite honest, I would really be happy if I found out what I was doing here. Or annoyed. One... or the other." He lowered his gaze, the look on his face turning sinister. He would appreciate knowing what was going on here. At least... that way he'd have faces to bash inwards. The man shook his head again and looked up at Catalina, just as she spoke once more.
"Was Fran having fun again?" He looked down at the foot of the bed as she placed his clothing onto the spread. He was rather glad that he hadn't decided to wear his Derringer coat that night. Then the question hit him. Fran... there was every possibility that she did this. W...wait... If Fran... his skin paled slightly, a red tinge crossing his cheeks as his eyes widened ever-so-slightly. T... if... Fran... had done this... then she... would've... seen him... naked... What had he done? If Fran had really done this, then Vasco would be after his throat. Letting his daughter see her bodyguard naked? Unheard of. Never thought of. She wouldn't have...
"I-I don't think Miss Francesca would've done something like this, Catalina." He looked off to the side with reddened cheeks, obviously forgetting the current position that he was entrapped within.
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Re: I... This isn't what it looks like!!!
by Guest Fri Aug 26, 2011 2:43 am
Well, at least both of them were rather surprised at this outcome. It wasn't like this could be called a "normal" situation, even Catalina understood that. Perhaps if someone was in a romantic relationship with someone, this could be normal. She knew that there were things called 'fetishes' and people had preferences for such thing. Was Vito one of them? She never really pegged him for such things, though it wasn't like she had the best of grasps upon these things. Shade did though, which she wondered at. Maybe there was a spirit within her large beast friend, and that spirit understood words. Now she was simply getting off topic.
Meeting his gaze, a smile found its way to her lips as she chuckled at his joke. Yes, she did understand some humor despite popular belief. "So it would seem. Did you know some tribes go without clothes altogether?" She murmured, cocking her head to the side as she began to ponder how comfortable that was. How would she get him out of this situation.... She didn't think her dagger was strong enough to cut those chains or cuffs so perhaps there was a key somewhere. But where....
As her eyes looked about, they settled upon the pillow, meeting his gaze once more. She liked his voice. It was rich like the earth of the jungle, and yet crackly like fire. Sometimes it even seemed smooth like honey. Overall, very pleasing to her ear. She was perplexed, so he knew nothing of this situation either? Now this was odd.... "I'm sure there are ways of finding out who did this. Isn't there a show on the magic box-- er... television that is about such things?" Oi, she was never going to get used to the magics of technology. It was just... to unbelievable to her! How could you summons someones voice from across such great distances? Or images for that matter! How could a moment become frozen in time to be viewed forever after? It was... It was simply magic. She didn't get it.
Peeking about for any other potential threats, she almost failed to notice how quiet he had gotten at the prospect of Fran being the culprit. She did enjoy pranks on occasion, and this did seem like it could be one of her works. Pausing as she checked the chains, her lips pursed as she inwardly shook her head. No... Fran could be mischievous, but this was a level beyond her. At least, that was what she believed. She had misjudged people before. There were so many nuances she missed! Ack, off topic again.
Refocusing her gaze upon the pillow, she was about to reach for it when he spoke again, chuckling as she shrugged lightly. "I suppose not. Perhaps an angry companion of the evening? Now please pardon me," She offered as she pulled away the pillow from his crotch and.... well... She stopped and stared for a good two to three minutes. A mans body was very different from a woman's in some respects, huh? She'd never seen a naked man before so this was... new. Such a strangely shaped thing it was. She knew women from her tribe took lovers to become pregnant, but analogies were all she had to go off of. She did not fully understand what happened. Ah well, learning had come out of today after all.
Blinking twice, her head tilted slightly as her hair spilled in front of her one shoulder. "Genitalia is a strange thing." She mused aloud as she reached into his crotch without understanding potential implications. At least she understood that some people were sensitive of that area of their body, so she was mindful as she felt about for the- cold. Ah, the key. Taking it between her fingers, she didn't bother replacing the pillow since she saw no need to, instead removing his bindings from his wrists. With a click, the cuffs fell away, freeing her guild partner from his trap. "That is much better, yes?" A rather innocent smile spread across her features as she placed the key on the bedside table, stepping a few feet away from the bed so he'd have room to change.
Meeting his gaze, a smile found its way to her lips as she chuckled at his joke. Yes, she did understand some humor despite popular belief. "So it would seem. Did you know some tribes go without clothes altogether?" She murmured, cocking her head to the side as she began to ponder how comfortable that was. How would she get him out of this situation.... She didn't think her dagger was strong enough to cut those chains or cuffs so perhaps there was a key somewhere. But where....
As her eyes looked about, they settled upon the pillow, meeting his gaze once more. She liked his voice. It was rich like the earth of the jungle, and yet crackly like fire. Sometimes it even seemed smooth like honey. Overall, very pleasing to her ear. She was perplexed, so he knew nothing of this situation either? Now this was odd.... "I'm sure there are ways of finding out who did this. Isn't there a show on the magic box-- er... television that is about such things?" Oi, she was never going to get used to the magics of technology. It was just... to unbelievable to her! How could you summons someones voice from across such great distances? Or images for that matter! How could a moment become frozen in time to be viewed forever after? It was... It was simply magic. She didn't get it.
Peeking about for any other potential threats, she almost failed to notice how quiet he had gotten at the prospect of Fran being the culprit. She did enjoy pranks on occasion, and this did seem like it could be one of her works. Pausing as she checked the chains, her lips pursed as she inwardly shook her head. No... Fran could be mischievous, but this was a level beyond her. At least, that was what she believed. She had misjudged people before. There were so many nuances she missed! Ack, off topic again.
Refocusing her gaze upon the pillow, she was about to reach for it when he spoke again, chuckling as she shrugged lightly. "I suppose not. Perhaps an angry companion of the evening? Now please pardon me," She offered as she pulled away the pillow from his crotch and.... well... She stopped and stared for a good two to three minutes. A mans body was very different from a woman's in some respects, huh? She'd never seen a naked man before so this was... new. Such a strangely shaped thing it was. She knew women from her tribe took lovers to become pregnant, but analogies were all she had to go off of. She did not fully understand what happened. Ah well, learning had come out of today after all.
Blinking twice, her head tilted slightly as her hair spilled in front of her one shoulder. "Genitalia is a strange thing." She mused aloud as she reached into his crotch without understanding potential implications. At least she understood that some people were sensitive of that area of their body, so she was mindful as she felt about for the- cold. Ah, the key. Taking it between her fingers, she didn't bother replacing the pillow since she saw no need to, instead removing his bindings from his wrists. With a click, the cuffs fell away, freeing her guild partner from his trap. "That is much better, yes?" A rather innocent smile spread across her features as she placed the key on the bedside table, stepping a few feet away from the bed so he'd have room to change.
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Re: I... This isn't what it looks like!!!
by Guest Fri Aug 26, 2011 3:19 am
"I'm sure there are ways of finding out who did this. Isn't there a show on the magic box-- er... television that is about such things?" He shook his head. Those television shows were taboo, and certainly not something that someone with as much innocence as Catalina has should've been watching. He laughed softly and watched as she approached, wondering what was about to happen. He tilted his head to the side in curious wonder, noting her motions towards the chains that tied him to the bed. As much as he wanted to break free... he... didn't really like this method, to be honest. At least the maid had no goddamn clue as to who he was right now...
"I suppose not. Perhaps an angry companion of the evening? Now please pardon me," Pardon me? He looked at her with wide eyes, then his eyes trailed... down... her arm... that was... reaching towards... the pillow... that was... over his... fuck.
"Cat--" His voice was instantly cut off by the sharp intake of breath that came into his mouth through grit teeth. He was revealed, and the skin on his cheeks just grew in color. He wasn't normally like this, you know. But the combination of thinking that Francesca might have seen him naked, and now this woman here seeing him completely revealed? He was actually quite glad that the blood was rushing to his face, instead of somewhere else. He looked up at her with pleading eyes, basically telling her to end it quickly. He really didn't want her looking for longer than she had to.
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. This... was... torture! He shook his head and made a defeated whimper. What was that woman doing?! Any longer and... the blood drained from his face, and the heat in his face went away. No. Nononono... About two minutes had passed, he was sure. And, as such, the fact that the blood in his face had drained was not good. Not good... at...
Up it went. Oh, god, up it went. Slowly at first, but it eventually raised itself to like a little flagpole in the middle of the bush. Yup, there it went. Not only was his body finally going through it's natural instincts, but the fact that there was a woman watching did not help. Nor... did that. Nope, not at all. The fact that her hand was around down there really made things more difficult for Vito and his completely natural bodily functions. What was she thinking, damnit? A second (that felt like an hour) later, and Catalina's hand moved away from his private area, and she moved towards Vito again, over to the cuffs. A couple of clicks and he was free, Vito simply sliding down the bed towards his clothing, letting out a breath that he was sure he'd been holding for the entire time. And well... he just lay there, taking in deep breaths. Right now his mind was trying to comprehend what was happening, and the drugs were still swirling around in his system. He whined and sat up, picking up the first thing that he needed to use to cover himself up.
The black shorts slid up his legs and covered up the manhood completely. That was better. He let out a soft sigh and picked up the jeans off of the bed next, sliding to the end of the mattress and reaching down and out, slipping his legs into the black denim and moving around a little bit, landing on the ground in bare feet. Gods, they even got his socks off of him? Whoever they were , they were certainly thorough. He sighed and shook his head, picking up the belt off of the bed and slipping it through the belt holders, still not looking at Catalina. He held off looking back at her for a second, until he knew that the 'swell' had receded, and that he could actually speak without stuttering the shit out of his words. He turned around, shirtless, smiling nervously at her.
"Let us not speak of this again, yes?" He laughed softly, before sitting back down on the bed and nodding lightly at her. Well, since they were here, they could at least talk, right? He pulled the box of cigarettes out of his pocket and slid out one of the sticks, bringing it up to his mouth and opening his zippo lighter. The light went on, and he held it up to the end of the cigarette, lighting it and closing the lighter up to put it back in his pocket. His eyes went left, and then right. Nope, no Francesca. Oh god, if she had been here... He looked down, feeling slightly sick as he took a drag and blew out the smoke before his face...
"I suppose not. Perhaps an angry companion of the evening? Now please pardon me," Pardon me? He looked at her with wide eyes, then his eyes trailed... down... her arm... that was... reaching towards... the pillow... that was... over his... fuck.
"Cat--" His voice was instantly cut off by the sharp intake of breath that came into his mouth through grit teeth. He was revealed, and the skin on his cheeks just grew in color. He wasn't normally like this, you know. But the combination of thinking that Francesca might have seen him naked, and now this woman here seeing him completely revealed? He was actually quite glad that the blood was rushing to his face, instead of somewhere else. He looked up at her with pleading eyes, basically telling her to end it quickly. He really didn't want her looking for longer than she had to.
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. This... was... torture! He shook his head and made a defeated whimper. What was that woman doing?! Any longer and... the blood drained from his face, and the heat in his face went away. No. Nononono... About two minutes had passed, he was sure. And, as such, the fact that the blood in his face had drained was not good. Not good... at...
Up it went. Oh, god, up it went. Slowly at first, but it eventually raised itself to like a little flagpole in the middle of the bush. Yup, there it went. Not only was his body finally going through it's natural instincts, but the fact that there was a woman watching did not help. Nor... did that. Nope, not at all. The fact that her hand was around down there really made things more difficult for Vito and his completely natural bodily functions. What was she thinking, damnit? A second (that felt like an hour) later, and Catalina's hand moved away from his private area, and she moved towards Vito again, over to the cuffs. A couple of clicks and he was free, Vito simply sliding down the bed towards his clothing, letting out a breath that he was sure he'd been holding for the entire time. And well... he just lay there, taking in deep breaths. Right now his mind was trying to comprehend what was happening, and the drugs were still swirling around in his system. He whined and sat up, picking up the first thing that he needed to use to cover himself up.
The black shorts slid up his legs and covered up the manhood completely. That was better. He let out a soft sigh and picked up the jeans off of the bed next, sliding to the end of the mattress and reaching down and out, slipping his legs into the black denim and moving around a little bit, landing on the ground in bare feet. Gods, they even got his socks off of him? Whoever they were , they were certainly thorough. He sighed and shook his head, picking up the belt off of the bed and slipping it through the belt holders, still not looking at Catalina. He held off looking back at her for a second, until he knew that the 'swell' had receded, and that he could actually speak without stuttering the shit out of his words. He turned around, shirtless, smiling nervously at her.
"Let us not speak of this again, yes?" He laughed softly, before sitting back down on the bed and nodding lightly at her. Well, since they were here, they could at least talk, right? He pulled the box of cigarettes out of his pocket and slid out one of the sticks, bringing it up to his mouth and opening his zippo lighter. The light went on, and he held it up to the end of the cigarette, lighting it and closing the lighter up to put it back in his pocket. His eyes went left, and then right. Nope, no Francesca. Oh god, if she had been here... He looked down, feeling slightly sick as he took a drag and blew out the smoke before his face...
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Re: I... This isn't what it looks like!!!
by Guest Fri Aug 26, 2011 3:42 am
As he started to say her name, some part of her mind wondered what the big deal was about merely fetching the key from where it was probably hidden. A cruel joke to be sure. Seriously, it was just another part of the human body right? Ah yes, another thing she didn't understand. Yes men's genitals were odd looking, but why so many jokes? Or well... those..those.... Oh what were they called... Inn.... Inn-something. Ah! Innuendo's! Those she never understood until afterwards when people pressed their foreheads to their palms.
Glancing up to his face, she noticed how much he was blushing, blinking twice in mild surprise. Her eyes even widened slightly. This was.. embarrassment? But she was just.... As she found the key, she did notice his "junk" as some said, begin to grow. And she couldn't help it, she wanted to stare, but she had already found the key. Actually, she wanted to poke it. Such a strange thing!! How did it work? Was it like a balloon? What happened if she--
Oh. Well, her ponderings were cast aside as he slid forward to his clothes and dressed. She supposed he felt... awkward? Observing him from where she stood, she did look away so he felt somewhat better about this whole situation since he clearly felt discomfort. Ohhh... was that why it had begun to grow? Or was it something else? Looking towards the ground, she stared for a brief moment upon her own crotch, wondering if the female form did something similar. It bled every month. "Cleaning the pipes" someone had said before. But she had also heard "the curse" come from others lips. So many phrases and other names that she didn't know. Did men bleed too? It didn't seem to make much sense if they did though. Did their "pipes" clean themselves somehow too? So many questions she had! But... was it really ok for her to ask so many? Normally they did answer her rather oddball questions, so maybe it'd be ok if she....
"Hey Vito, what-" "Let us not speak of this again, yes?" .... Or there was that. Catalina merely nodded as the stoic Amazonian persona rose up and took over, still not really used to having such... friends. Yes, friends... She could call them that. Companions, comrades in arms, friends.... Such strange things this modern world had. It wasn't until after he had spoken that he had finally looked at her. Had she... had she done something wrong?
Watching him light up his tobacco, she couldn't help but feel her fingers twitch as she debated telling him not to smoke like Miss Fran did so often. Except in rather.... extreme fashions. No, let him enjoy his vices. Her dark eyes watched him carefully as she brushed her hair from in front of her shoulder to down her back, her hands then coming to rest at her sides once more. She sort of wished Shade was here, at least then she'd know via his reaction if she had done something taboo. "I.... apologize if I have offended." She spoke softly, her tone low and rather lackluster once more. And, per usual, in the end she came out more perplexed and ignorant than when she started. "Should we check with the staff to find out who might have done this?" What else could she defer to? He clearly didn't want to talk about anything, so she'd just do research to answer her questions. Well... as best as she could research with what little she could read. "Or do you think they'd rather us gone?"
Glancing up to his face, she noticed how much he was blushing, blinking twice in mild surprise. Her eyes even widened slightly. This was.. embarrassment? But she was just.... As she found the key, she did notice his "junk" as some said, begin to grow. And she couldn't help it, she wanted to stare, but she had already found the key. Actually, she wanted to poke it. Such a strange thing!! How did it work? Was it like a balloon? What happened if she--
Oh. Well, her ponderings were cast aside as he slid forward to his clothes and dressed. She supposed he felt... awkward? Observing him from where she stood, she did look away so he felt somewhat better about this whole situation since he clearly felt discomfort. Ohhh... was that why it had begun to grow? Or was it something else? Looking towards the ground, she stared for a brief moment upon her own crotch, wondering if the female form did something similar. It bled every month. "Cleaning the pipes" someone had said before. But she had also heard "the curse" come from others lips. So many phrases and other names that she didn't know. Did men bleed too? It didn't seem to make much sense if they did though. Did their "pipes" clean themselves somehow too? So many questions she had! But... was it really ok for her to ask so many? Normally they did answer her rather oddball questions, so maybe it'd be ok if she....
"Hey Vito, what-" "Let us not speak of this again, yes?" .... Or there was that. Catalina merely nodded as the stoic Amazonian persona rose up and took over, still not really used to having such... friends. Yes, friends... She could call them that. Companions, comrades in arms, friends.... Such strange things this modern world had. It wasn't until after he had spoken that he had finally looked at her. Had she... had she done something wrong?
Watching him light up his tobacco, she couldn't help but feel her fingers twitch as she debated telling him not to smoke like Miss Fran did so often. Except in rather.... extreme fashions. No, let him enjoy his vices. Her dark eyes watched him carefully as she brushed her hair from in front of her shoulder to down her back, her hands then coming to rest at her sides once more. She sort of wished Shade was here, at least then she'd know via his reaction if she had done something taboo. "I.... apologize if I have offended." She spoke softly, her tone low and rather lackluster once more. And, per usual, in the end she came out more perplexed and ignorant than when she started. "Should we check with the staff to find out who might have done this?" What else could she defer to? He clearly didn't want to talk about anything, so she'd just do research to answer her questions. Well... as best as she could research with what little she could read. "Or do you think they'd rather us gone?"
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Re: I... This isn't what it looks like!!!
by Guest Fri Aug 26, 2011 5:09 am
"I.... apologize if I have offended." Hm? Oh... He laughed softly, letting small puffs of smoke raise up in front of his face, before pulling the cigarette away from his lips and turning to speak to the girl with a kind smile on his face. He chuckled lightly, and spoke quietly, letting his words melt over the tensed air as his voice rang out in the room.
"Do not worry too much, Catalina." A chuckle, and he leaned his head back in order to let the cigarette return to his mouth, taking a long drag and breathing out a long trail of smoke. He closed his eyes for a second, and smiled softly, opening his lips to speak again. He should at least explain things to the naive girl, if anything. Funny. Vito was about to explain the basics of the male reproductive system to this woman. That was something that he didn't expect to be doing today.
"Should we check with the staff to find out who might have done this? Or do you think they'd rather us gone?" He leaned back and smiled at her with another one of his roguish grins, shaking his head and turning around on the bed, holding out a hand to point at the bedspreads for the girl. He smiled kindly at her, and nodded, making a motion with the hand to beckon her to sit down.
"No, no, I think we can stay here for a while..." He turned away and laughed to himself, shaking his head. He really was about to do this, wasn't he? "Besides, I can see that you have questions, do you not? Having experienced a man's penis firsthand, Catalina, what is it you wanted to know? Did you wish to know of the erection, where the penis is inflated with blood? Or of the very function of it? I will answer any questions that you have to the best of my ability, Niña."
"Do not worry too much, Catalina." A chuckle, and he leaned his head back in order to let the cigarette return to his mouth, taking a long drag and breathing out a long trail of smoke. He closed his eyes for a second, and smiled softly, opening his lips to speak again. He should at least explain things to the naive girl, if anything. Funny. Vito was about to explain the basics of the male reproductive system to this woman. That was something that he didn't expect to be doing today.
"Should we check with the staff to find out who might have done this? Or do you think they'd rather us gone?" He leaned back and smiled at her with another one of his roguish grins, shaking his head and turning around on the bed, holding out a hand to point at the bedspreads for the girl. He smiled kindly at her, and nodded, making a motion with the hand to beckon her to sit down.
"No, no, I think we can stay here for a while..." He turned away and laughed to himself, shaking his head. He really was about to do this, wasn't he? "Besides, I can see that you have questions, do you not? Having experienced a man's penis firsthand, Catalina, what is it you wanted to know? Did you wish to know of the erection, where the penis is inflated with blood? Or of the very function of it? I will answer any questions that you have to the best of my ability, Niña."
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Re: I... This isn't what it looks like!!!
by Guest Fri Aug 26, 2011 12:49 pm
Sometimes... Sometimes she wondered if she was being a burden to her fellow guild members with her ignorance of their modern ways. She was trying her best to catch up, but it was... difficult. There was so much material that she felt like she had to cover, that she had to understand in order to stand equal to them. Even if she knew that they didn't really mind how she was. Lowering her eyes to a nearby vase of flowers, she missed the simplicity of the jungle with her people. She would probably be her mothers second in command now, readying to take over when the time came...
Looking up at his voice, she felt some of her worries slide away into the shadows of her mind, a faint smile cracking that impassive exterior. Yes, she didn't have to be the rigid Amazonian warrior right now. In time she would come to understand, but at her own pace. It didn't matter if her sisters had integrated themselves faster than her, if some sneered at her because of what tribe she was from. They were arrogant, and that could lead to carelessness. They knew better. They were softening, and that was the true sadness. They would lose the ways of their people. Taking a deep breath, she exhaled it slowly, turning her tall form to face him.
Another one of his many smiles. Sometimes Vito could be such a mystery to her. One minute appearing cold, the next laughing merrily. Heh, his earlier predicament didn't help either. Her smile grew a little and softened, sitting down next to him on the bed upon his beckoning. But they were good people, her guild mates. They were her family now, and they accepted her with all her flaws. Staring at her lap, she couldn't help but inwardly chuckle. Sometimes their answers to her questions were jokes, but not meant with any evil intent. She supposed she was too serious most of the time.
"Besides, I can see that you have questions, do you not?" Raising her dark eyes to observe him, wondering if this was a strange topic for him. So that growing... it was called an erection? Ohhh, so blood caused that. Not like a balloon. Well, maybe in principle. It was still strange. As he finished, she found herself at a loss since she wasn't sure where to start. "Why do men get these "erections?" Do men "clean the pipes" once a month like women? Why do your bits dangle out? How does it work?" Many of her questions rushed out all at once, making her look away as she felt her own embarrassment. It wasn't quite obvious with her skin tone, but she was blushing faintly, she could feel the heat in her cheeks. "Sorry." She murmured, clearing her throat as her gaze fell upon him once more. She had a lot of questions, it happened sometimes.
Looking up at his voice, she felt some of her worries slide away into the shadows of her mind, a faint smile cracking that impassive exterior. Yes, she didn't have to be the rigid Amazonian warrior right now. In time she would come to understand, but at her own pace. It didn't matter if her sisters had integrated themselves faster than her, if some sneered at her because of what tribe she was from. They were arrogant, and that could lead to carelessness. They knew better. They were softening, and that was the true sadness. They would lose the ways of their people. Taking a deep breath, she exhaled it slowly, turning her tall form to face him.
Another one of his many smiles. Sometimes Vito could be such a mystery to her. One minute appearing cold, the next laughing merrily. Heh, his earlier predicament didn't help either. Her smile grew a little and softened, sitting down next to him on the bed upon his beckoning. But they were good people, her guild mates. They were her family now, and they accepted her with all her flaws. Staring at her lap, she couldn't help but inwardly chuckle. Sometimes their answers to her questions were jokes, but not meant with any evil intent. She supposed she was too serious most of the time.
"Besides, I can see that you have questions, do you not?" Raising her dark eyes to observe him, wondering if this was a strange topic for him. So that growing... it was called an erection? Ohhh, so blood caused that. Not like a balloon. Well, maybe in principle. It was still strange. As he finished, she found herself at a loss since she wasn't sure where to start. "Why do men get these "erections?" Do men "clean the pipes" once a month like women? Why do your bits dangle out? How does it work?" Many of her questions rushed out all at once, making her look away as she felt her own embarrassment. It wasn't quite obvious with her skin tone, but she was blushing faintly, she could feel the heat in her cheeks. "Sorry." She murmured, clearing her throat as her gaze fell upon him once more. She had a lot of questions, it happened sometimes.
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Re: I... This isn't what it looks like!!!
by Guest Wed Sep 07, 2011 5:34 am
He watched her reaction carefully, seeing to see any possible... changes in her mind as she asked her questions. He was hoping that she would have some interesting questions, though, it was rare that he got to explain something so private like this. Normally, this man would be embarrassed out of his wits, but it appeared that he was, to say the least, being very casual about this. He actually didn't mind talking about this subject, if it informed the strangely naive girl about the ways of the world and the human body, right? He shrugged internally, waiting for any of her questions, preparing his mind and body in order to answer them. He was still a little creeped out that she'd seen his body, but he would survive, he was sure. A small chuckle left the lips of the man as plumes of cigarette smoke traveled in front of his face.
"Why do men get these "erections?" Do men "clean the pipes" once a month like women? Why do your bits dangle out? How does it work?" WOAH, WOAH, WOAH! WAIT A SECOND! He felt himself almost knocked over by those damn questions! The man sighed softly and shook his head, chuckling more and preparing to say something back to him. He placed his hand on the bed and tilted his head to the side, watching Catalina through a pair of kind eyes with a small grin. He pulled the cigarette out of his mouth, and standing up, walking over to the nearby table and placing it into the ashtray. He nodded to himself and turned back, listening to her, sitting on the bed once more. "Sorry." He laughed brightly and shook his head.
"Don't worry, Niña. I understand that you have a lot of questions, and I think I can answer most of them." He chuckled, stretching a little bit and speaking with a calm voice, "Heheh... So, the "erection". That... is when the penis fills with blood, due to sexual excitement." He laughed nervously, as if this was the most natural thing in the world for Vito Camillo Reyes to speak about. "Men do not "clean the pipes", as you call it. The bits dangle because they are made to enter the woman during sexual intercourse, and there is a lot of biology behind the story of the penis." He smiled brightly and laughed softly, placing his hand back on the bed, laying backwards on the soft cloth with a chuckle.
"Anything else?" He turned towards her and smiled softly, giving her a kind and yet roguish grin that the female Amazon would most likely not have expected from one giving such explanations. He slid his tongue out from between his teeth, licking his top lip to get rid of the dry feeling on the skin. His dark eyes closed, and he stretched out, yawning softly. What an interesting day this turned out to be.
"Why do men get these "erections?" Do men "clean the pipes" once a month like women? Why do your bits dangle out? How does it work?" WOAH, WOAH, WOAH! WAIT A SECOND! He felt himself almost knocked over by those damn questions! The man sighed softly and shook his head, chuckling more and preparing to say something back to him. He placed his hand on the bed and tilted his head to the side, watching Catalina through a pair of kind eyes with a small grin. He pulled the cigarette out of his mouth, and standing up, walking over to the nearby table and placing it into the ashtray. He nodded to himself and turned back, listening to her, sitting on the bed once more. "Sorry." He laughed brightly and shook his head.
"Don't worry, Niña. I understand that you have a lot of questions, and I think I can answer most of them." He chuckled, stretching a little bit and speaking with a calm voice, "Heheh... So, the "erection". That... is when the penis fills with blood, due to sexual excitement." He laughed nervously, as if this was the most natural thing in the world for Vito Camillo Reyes to speak about. "Men do not "clean the pipes", as you call it. The bits dangle because they are made to enter the woman during sexual intercourse, and there is a lot of biology behind the story of the penis." He smiled brightly and laughed softly, placing his hand back on the bed, laying backwards on the soft cloth with a chuckle.
"Anything else?" He turned towards her and smiled softly, giving her a kind and yet roguish grin that the female Amazon would most likely not have expected from one giving such explanations. He slid his tongue out from between his teeth, licking his top lip to get rid of the dry feeling on the skin. His dark eyes closed, and he stretched out, yawning softly. What an interesting day this turned out to be.
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Re: I... This isn't what it looks like!!!
by Guest Wed Sep 07, 2011 2:16 pm
Whenever Catalina saw Vito, obviously it wasn't in such situations as this since this was rather a freak occurrence as some would say. No, usually it was either work (and thus she didn't talk much), or it was in a setting where others were there, normally Fran. To say that she wasn't used to being alone with him was an understatement. She couldn't be sure it had happened before or not. It was never this... personal? Yes, that was the correct term for this sensation. She was comfortable, if not a little aware of her lack of knowledge of, well, everything modern. Clearing her throat at the cigarette smoke in the air, it always reminded her of seers or shaman's within her people. With less of a pleasant smell, though sometimes it could get rather unpleasant.
Observing how relaxed he seemed, it was good to see that her wave of questions hadn't daunted him in the least. And no strange expressions at simply what she had asked. Friends... comrades in arms... It was a bit strange for her since to her, the word 'friends' was rather strange. It wasn't because she hadn't had "friends" amongst her people, but it held a difference sense with them. Not quite family, but certainly closer to that. The informality of this was nice though, if but a little difficult for her to let go of. Huh. So it was sort of like a balloon. Except filled with blood and not air... It also didn't pop either if poked with something pointy. No, logically it would hurt. She had to admit though, the mental picture she held from her previous comparison was rather interesting to say the least. Wait, sexual excitement? "Sexual excitement.... " She murmured thoughtfully, just what did that mean? She knew men sometimes lusted after women, so that must be related or the same thing yes? She'd ask him once he was finished.
More sexual things. Oh... that made sense. Obviously men and women had different biologies, but she doubted she'd ever understand all of the details. This was fine though. She could grasp bits and pieces here and there, and this certainly elaborated upon the "innuendos" (she guessed that you'd call them that) that her people used when referring to sex. Or perhaps comparisons? No matter, she knew what she meant and thats what counted at this point. Nodding slightly, her dark eyes blinked twice and stared at the wall as she rolled it around in her head a bit. Surprisingly enough, once one thing was explained, sometimes many things fell in place now that she had that one bit of information. It was sort of like adding a necessary cog to the machine before it could continue its functions.
"Anything else?" Coming out of her mind, she turned her head to look upon him once more, his expression very warm in her eyes. Friends... friends were good to have. She liked this feeling that she got from them. It was a good sensation. And suddenly, a rather big question hit her on the head which made her straighten a bit and cock her head to the side. "How does this "sexual excitement" happen? Is it something you feel when you look at a person? Or is it related to a more... ah... whats the word..." What was it?! It was a concept she did not understand in the least! Yet she had heard it used often, and she understood it was a big deal. "Ah! Love! Or an attraction to a person? By the way, what is the difference of liking someone and 'like liking'? I do not understand when someone says that they "like like" someone else. Does this mean that they like them a lot?" Perhaps she should not have asked such things. It seemed like a very difficult thing to answer. All she knew from her people was the occasional man they would bring back for the sake of bearing children and perpetuating the tribe. They did not take these "husbands" as they were called in this modern society. Oh that just raised a bunch more questions. It seemed like there were different sorts of love simply there to add to her confusion. Sometimes it seemed like this modern society merely wished to play an endless game of "Confuse the Amazon." It could get rather infuriating since it seemed like she'd never fully understand it.
Observing how relaxed he seemed, it was good to see that her wave of questions hadn't daunted him in the least. And no strange expressions at simply what she had asked. Friends... comrades in arms... It was a bit strange for her since to her, the word 'friends' was rather strange. It wasn't because she hadn't had "friends" amongst her people, but it held a difference sense with them. Not quite family, but certainly closer to that. The informality of this was nice though, if but a little difficult for her to let go of. Huh. So it was sort of like a balloon. Except filled with blood and not air... It also didn't pop either if poked with something pointy. No, logically it would hurt. She had to admit though, the mental picture she held from her previous comparison was rather interesting to say the least. Wait, sexual excitement? "Sexual excitement.... " She murmured thoughtfully, just what did that mean? She knew men sometimes lusted after women, so that must be related or the same thing yes? She'd ask him once he was finished.
More sexual things. Oh... that made sense. Obviously men and women had different biologies, but she doubted she'd ever understand all of the details. This was fine though. She could grasp bits and pieces here and there, and this certainly elaborated upon the "innuendos" (she guessed that you'd call them that) that her people used when referring to sex. Or perhaps comparisons? No matter, she knew what she meant and thats what counted at this point. Nodding slightly, her dark eyes blinked twice and stared at the wall as she rolled it around in her head a bit. Surprisingly enough, once one thing was explained, sometimes many things fell in place now that she had that one bit of information. It was sort of like adding a necessary cog to the machine before it could continue its functions.
"Anything else?" Coming out of her mind, she turned her head to look upon him once more, his expression very warm in her eyes. Friends... friends were good to have. She liked this feeling that she got from them. It was a good sensation. And suddenly, a rather big question hit her on the head which made her straighten a bit and cock her head to the side. "How does this "sexual excitement" happen? Is it something you feel when you look at a person? Or is it related to a more... ah... whats the word..." What was it?! It was a concept she did not understand in the least! Yet she had heard it used often, and she understood it was a big deal. "Ah! Love! Or an attraction to a person? By the way, what is the difference of liking someone and 'like liking'? I do not understand when someone says that they "like like" someone else. Does this mean that they like them a lot?" Perhaps she should not have asked such things. It seemed like a very difficult thing to answer. All she knew from her people was the occasional man they would bring back for the sake of bearing children and perpetuating the tribe. They did not take these "husbands" as they were called in this modern society. Oh that just raised a bunch more questions. It seemed like there were different sorts of love simply there to add to her confusion. Sometimes it seemed like this modern society merely wished to play an endless game of "Confuse the Amazon." It could get rather infuriating since it seemed like she'd never fully understand it.
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Re: I... This isn't what it looks like!!!
by Guest Thu Sep 08, 2011 11:52 pm
He stretched out from his position, watching her reactions to his answers. She seemed to be taking it in well, which was a good thing for the Esparian privateer, that was for sure. In fact... he sat up again, yawning. Hm. He was still shirtless, now that he thought about it. Then again, he didn't mind too much. The woman had just seen him naked, that removed more awkwardness than they had ever had between them, it was why he could talk about this so naturally with her as well. He yawned and stretched again, watching her through a pair of dark eyes that sung volumes of kindness and world-weariness. Placing a hand onto the bed, he listened to her next question... with an interesting smirk.
"How does this "sexual excitement" happen? Is it something you feel when you look at a person? Or is it related to a more... ah... whats the word... Ah! Love! Or an attraction to a person? By the way, what is the difference of liking someone and 'like liking'? I do not understand when someone says that they "like like" someone else. Does this mean that they like them a lot?" Woah, woah, woah! That was a BIG question to ask! It almost knocked Vito over with the sheer size of the bloody thing! He laughed to himself and slowly stood up, placing feet onto the ground and taking a few steps forwards. He looked over his shoulder for a second, before turning towards Catalina and placing a hand onto the flesh of her shoulder with a soft chuckle, tilting his head to the side.
"Love, Niña. It is an... expression that is difficult to explain. Even I cannot explain it without assuming things that I don't want to assume." He gave a sobered laugh and looked up at the roof, taking his hand away from her flesh and kneeling down in front of the bed, "It's difficult to tell when you're in love, or even when you, quote, 'like like' someone. However, when you do fall for someone..." He looked past her now, smiling kindly, thoughts on the little rascal, of all people, "You'll know, Catalina. It's not something you need to learn to understand, nor something that you won't know because of where you came from. People are born to love each other, and when you do love someone, the only way you can test it... is by placing your hands upon their face, kissing them softly on the lips, and..." He stood up and smiled at her, walking back to the bed and picking up his own button-up shirt, throwing it over his shoulders, "Seeing where it goes from there."
"How does this "sexual excitement" happen? Is it something you feel when you look at a person? Or is it related to a more... ah... whats the word... Ah! Love! Or an attraction to a person? By the way, what is the difference of liking someone and 'like liking'? I do not understand when someone says that they "like like" someone else. Does this mean that they like them a lot?" Woah, woah, woah! That was a BIG question to ask! It almost knocked Vito over with the sheer size of the bloody thing! He laughed to himself and slowly stood up, placing feet onto the ground and taking a few steps forwards. He looked over his shoulder for a second, before turning towards Catalina and placing a hand onto the flesh of her shoulder with a soft chuckle, tilting his head to the side.
"Love, Niña. It is an... expression that is difficult to explain. Even I cannot explain it without assuming things that I don't want to assume." He gave a sobered laugh and looked up at the roof, taking his hand away from her flesh and kneeling down in front of the bed, "It's difficult to tell when you're in love, or even when you, quote, 'like like' someone. However, when you do fall for someone..." He looked past her now, smiling kindly, thoughts on the little rascal, of all people, "You'll know, Catalina. It's not something you need to learn to understand, nor something that you won't know because of where you came from. People are born to love each other, and when you do love someone, the only way you can test it... is by placing your hands upon their face, kissing them softly on the lips, and..." He stood up and smiled at her, walking back to the bed and picking up his own button-up shirt, throwing it over his shoulders, "Seeing where it goes from there."
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Re: I... This isn't what it looks like!!!
by Guest Fri Sep 09, 2011 1:37 am
She could sense the change in his persona at the sudden adjustment to her questions, it was clear that this was indeed something harder to answer. Although he laughed, she wasn't sure if it was from amusement or if it was some sort of natural reaction to a situation. People seemed to have such strange quirks that she didn't even THINK to try to understand. That would be a lot of quirks. So she merely did her best, and tried to roll with it. Her head began to tilt the other way as she considered his movement, the quiet that had begun to linger on the air as he pondered his words.
Love.... What did that mean? Clearly it was something that demonstrated commitment. That you were going to stay with that person due to an attraction between the two people. But.... what did that even mean? Trysts in the night meant only to further their people, that was all men were needed for. She had never seen any of the women of her tribe keep a man around, or seem distressed at the fact that it was... er... what was that quaint phrase. Oh yes, a 'one-night stand.' Yes, they held no concerns over these one-night stands. And yet many seemed quite upset at the thought of a single encounter that didn't span a period of time or held a certain level of attachment. Then again plenty wanted to just have their fun and move on. God all of this relationship stuff was so complicated!!
A touch. Raising her swirling dark eyes, it was a reassuring sort of thing despite just how confused she was. Assuming things he.... Blinking twice, she had no idea what that even meant. Did he mean things about her? Did he mean fate? What the gods had planned out for her and thus what path she was bound to follow? Or did he mean the future? Glancing towards his hand as it was removed, her own gaze lowered and she was left with more to ponder upon the matter. So even those that felt it, knew nothing solid about it. It was like air, attainable but unseen and unknown. Comparisons didn't even seem to cut it. God this was infuriating.... Pursing her lips, her frustration was clear cut upon her features as her brows knitted together, a frown creasing the smoothness of her tan skin. Well at least he understood that her background prevented her from really understanding such things. Maybe if she had been exposed to childrens movies she'd have some kind of grasp. Hah, that thought was laughable. She liked the lack of strange technology that her people had.
It was when he began to speak of how to test this "knowledge" that was bestowed upon you when love struck. And thats exactly what it sounded like to her. A strike. A pounce out of the shadows like a panther upon an unsuspecting baboon. It was as if she felt a strange sensation within the pit of her stomach that rolled up through her body to her head and, finally, her lips. It was..... warm. And tingly. Now she was even more confused as she straightened up and brought a hand hesitantly to her mouth to lightly touch where the sensation had last been. The power of words. Once again it was demonstrated before her as her even gaze met his kind one, his smile not reflected upon her face.
She felt very... alone all of a sudden. Disconnected. And a hush fell upon her even as words had begun to rise within the confines of her cerebrum. She was removed from their society, and again she was reminded of the wall that separated her from everyone in her guild. Yes, they were her friends. Yes, they were her family almost in a sense. But.... she was alone nonetheless. Even Shade was a point of contention. He seemed to fit in far better than she did. He understood things while she remained lost. Pushing herself up from the bed rather suddenly, the cool, steely glint had returned to her eye. Fall back into the warrior for that was what she knew. She could be that because then she didn't have to feel the compulsion to understand every single little detail about such matters within the "modern sphere." "I see. Well, thank you for answering my questions. I realize that they were many and not that easy." She murmured softly, the shell around her closing with each step as she started towards the door. Outside. Outside was good. How she longed for the jungle, to be amongst her people once more. Where she didn't feel like... an outsider.
Love.... What did that mean? Clearly it was something that demonstrated commitment. That you were going to stay with that person due to an attraction between the two people. But.... what did that even mean? Trysts in the night meant only to further their people, that was all men were needed for. She had never seen any of the women of her tribe keep a man around, or seem distressed at the fact that it was... er... what was that quaint phrase. Oh yes, a 'one-night stand.' Yes, they held no concerns over these one-night stands. And yet many seemed quite upset at the thought of a single encounter that didn't span a period of time or held a certain level of attachment. Then again plenty wanted to just have their fun and move on. God all of this relationship stuff was so complicated!!
A touch. Raising her swirling dark eyes, it was a reassuring sort of thing despite just how confused she was. Assuming things he.... Blinking twice, she had no idea what that even meant. Did he mean things about her? Did he mean fate? What the gods had planned out for her and thus what path she was bound to follow? Or did he mean the future? Glancing towards his hand as it was removed, her own gaze lowered and she was left with more to ponder upon the matter. So even those that felt it, knew nothing solid about it. It was like air, attainable but unseen and unknown. Comparisons didn't even seem to cut it. God this was infuriating.... Pursing her lips, her frustration was clear cut upon her features as her brows knitted together, a frown creasing the smoothness of her tan skin. Well at least he understood that her background prevented her from really understanding such things. Maybe if she had been exposed to childrens movies she'd have some kind of grasp. Hah, that thought was laughable. She liked the lack of strange technology that her people had.
It was when he began to speak of how to test this "knowledge" that was bestowed upon you when love struck. And thats exactly what it sounded like to her. A strike. A pounce out of the shadows like a panther upon an unsuspecting baboon. It was as if she felt a strange sensation within the pit of her stomach that rolled up through her body to her head and, finally, her lips. It was..... warm. And tingly. Now she was even more confused as she straightened up and brought a hand hesitantly to her mouth to lightly touch where the sensation had last been. The power of words. Once again it was demonstrated before her as her even gaze met his kind one, his smile not reflected upon her face.
She felt very... alone all of a sudden. Disconnected. And a hush fell upon her even as words had begun to rise within the confines of her cerebrum. She was removed from their society, and again she was reminded of the wall that separated her from everyone in her guild. Yes, they were her friends. Yes, they were her family almost in a sense. But.... she was alone nonetheless. Even Shade was a point of contention. He seemed to fit in far better than she did. He understood things while she remained lost. Pushing herself up from the bed rather suddenly, the cool, steely glint had returned to her eye. Fall back into the warrior for that was what she knew. She could be that because then she didn't have to feel the compulsion to understand every single little detail about such matters within the "modern sphere." "I see. Well, thank you for answering my questions. I realize that they were many and not that easy." She murmured softly, the shell around her closing with each step as she started towards the door. Outside. Outside was good. How she longed for the jungle, to be amongst her people once more. Where she didn't feel like... an outsider.
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Re: I... This isn't what it looks like!!!
by Guest Fri Sep 09, 2011 2:56 am
As they finished speaking, Vito noticed the look on Catalina's face. She seemed to not be smiling anymore, and as she stood up before him, he gave her a slow nod of understanding. The stoic Amazonian warrior was back, it seemed. Vito redid the buttons on his shirt, and reached down to pick up a jacket as she walked past him. He was definitely glad that he'd left his Derringer coat at home, however it might've helped him at some point today. He slid it over his shoulders and put it on properly, hearing the footsteps walking away, but not catching all of the voice that left the lips of the taller and more powerful woman.
"...lize that they were many and not that easy." He shook his head, and placed a hand onto the bed, letting a smile cross his face. Heh... heheh... that little rascal, huh? Why did his mind travel to thoughts of her? He didn't understand it, himself. There were things in that he didn't understand about his own mind, and why he did what he did. The man thought back some more, as to the time that they had been friends. Friends. What was the meaning of that word? He didn't know. Francesca meant more to him than he'd ever thought to believe. Maybe that was that feeling that he had? He'd... have to test out his own theory some time. Turning around on his foot, he started to walk along and out of the room, following Catalina out with a smile.
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"...lize that they were many and not that easy." He shook his head, and placed a hand onto the bed, letting a smile cross his face. Heh... heheh... that little rascal, huh? Why did his mind travel to thoughts of her? He didn't understand it, himself. There were things in that he didn't understand about his own mind, and why he did what he did. The man thought back some more, as to the time that they had been friends. Friends. What was the meaning of that word? He didn't know. Francesca meant more to him than he'd ever thought to believe. Maybe that was that feeling that he had? He'd... have to test out his own theory some time. Turning around on his foot, he started to walk along and out of the room, following Catalina out with a smile.
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