Vatheon Voicemail.
"Heeeey, Lysunder's voicemail here, and if you weren't looking for me, well then lucky you, leave a message anyway and maybe it will be the start of something revolutionary. Beep."
For the record, that first beep was him just saying beep. The real beep is in a few seconds.
-Beep.-
For the record, that first beep was him just saying beep. The real beep is in a few seconds.
-Beep.-
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[He holds his hands up innocently.]
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[But he's putting his hands back, leaning on them so that he can let his head roll back.]
You now your breath tears me apart everytime.
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Well, I- always tried to stay proper, what was considered it, you know... [Shifting his weight to one arm so he can reach up with his other hand to knead at Summoner's hip.] Although there was one Archeradicator I knew who had Cavalreaper friends who would come around...
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Oh yeah? And a good few of them lowblood? [A nip at his neck again.] Did ya take an interest?
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[He didn't let himself act on them at the time, but still. They were some sure improper thoughts.]
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You're allowed to think those, doll, but lemme try to make some of those fantasies true, all right?
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[While his glasses still hide his eyes, they can't hide the flush on his face or the way he keeps slipping his teeth out to nibble on the corner of his lips.]
I think you've more than managed already.
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You smile.
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Silly fool.
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[He pushes forward, aiming to get Summoner on his back.]
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Huh-? [Whoa shirt pulli- ah!?] Ah! H-hey! [Trying to frantically shove at Darkleer's head and shoulder.]
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[For the shoving of his head, that just earns another and even harder strawberry, Darkleer's shoulders shaking in silent laughter.]
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Sure might be a fade to black soon.
whoops
And cut.