Soap?
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Thread Topic: Soap?
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He turned around and walked towards her. "Hey I gotta go do something. Can I come back when I'm done?" Blinks at her as he pulls on his shirt and hoodie.
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She nodded her head yes. "Um the window is always open fo you...Just tap on the glass if you need back in." she still had a faint blush on her cheeks.
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"Thanks Mary." His hand briefly caressed her cheek with light finger tips before he was gone and out the window. He looked around once on the ground and a bent over creature stood and hissed. It looked like a Great Dane on hind legs but hairless, sickly grey skin, black eye sockets where eyes should be, black drool dripped from it's hooked teeth, a whip like tail lashed around and long hooked claws danced in the air. "You.." He growled and pulled out a hidden dagger inside his pants on the outside of his leg. "Come at me.." It leaped with a hiss mixed growl and he stuck the dagger into its chest. Black blood poured onto his arm and it withers before dissapearing. "Nasty little boogers." Walks off to clean his arm off and find a tattoo store.
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Se blushed deeply and watched him leave. she finally took a deep beath. she didnt know she was holding it though. God he made her swoon a bit. she shok her head. swoon, now that was a word her mom would use.
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He found a cafe and dipped inside and washed his arm off in the sink. As he walked back out and onto the streets he noticed people looked at him and he flipped his hood up over his dark hair. He grinned when he found a tattoo and piercing place. Walking in a heavily tattooed man in late 30's looked up. "What can I help you with man?" He asked in a low and slow drawl. "I want this." He pulled out a photo in his pocket. The man nodded slowly. "Now this, I can do." He stood up. "Shirt off, third room." Goes to get his gear. He pulled his shirt off and laid down on his stomach onto the chair, waiting.
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Mary was busy cleaning. She had to do something or her mind would wander to...she shook her head. didnt need him as a distraction. She hummed to herself as she cleaned.
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He quietly awaited and then the man came back. "Ready kid?" He nodded once and then the pen and ink met his skin and danced across like a pencil on paper. Every now and then it would jump when it hit a scar. An hour or so later and he was done. The ending was a tribal like tattoo going down both shoulder blades like wings. Between his shoulder blades read 'With the beast inside there no where we can hide.' "Thanks." He got it wrapped up and payed with money he had stolen from the lab. He then walked back towards Mary's appartment and found her window. He watched her for a moment as it started to rain.
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Mary was still cleaning when it started raining. she blinked and closed her eyes for a moment. She loved the sound of rain when it hit something. she smiled lightly and opened her eyes. she landed her eyes on the window and saw him. she quickly ran over and opened it.
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He smile and slid inside. He was dripping wet and smelled like the fresh rain outside and something else. He shyly held up a bag full of new and fresh baked donuts. "Hungry..?" He asked looking down at her. He took notice that they were standing close to each other but he didn't say anything.
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She shook her head no. "I'm not hungry right now..." She sniffed the air lightly. He smelled like rain, she was standing close enough to smell it off him. She felt herself lean a bit towards him and she caught herself. She blushes deeply. "Sorry!" She backed away and ran to her room, shutting the door behind her.
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He blinked slowly after her. He smiled and shook his head and placed the food onto the table before looking around. He found a notebook and a pencil and sat down in te coch and started drawing. His hand flew across the page and he looked at it with much concentration as he drew.
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On the other side of her door, her face was seriously red. Why would she do that?! It was....unlike her. She started breathing again, she again didn't know she was holding her breathe again. She listened for a moment through the door and heard the sound of a pencil on paper. Added with the rain still falling onto the roof, it sounded calming.
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When he was done he looked at his artwork. It was a delicate flower called the Lily dancing acros his page. The way he shaded it and made it look like it was almost coming off the white paper. He smiled and stood up and crept to her door. Bending down he pushed the picture under her door and walked away. He sat down at the kitchen table and ate a donut.
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She blinked and felt something hit her feet. She looked down and saw a beautiful lily on the page. She blinked, that was her favorite flower. How did he know that.
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He turned on the tv in the living room an sat on the couch to watch the news. A pretty young reporter with flowing brown hair and big dark brown eyes looked at him with sadness. "A death has been reported this morning. It happens around midnight last night and the body was found in the Town Center park. The body was cut severely on the throat and which we believe is the killing blow." A picture came up of a young man who kinda looked like himself. One may think it was him in the dark. He turned the channel to cartoons and sighed quietly.
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