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Subject: Um...Dimitri...cane her?

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Telcoltl

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Date Posted: 06:47:31 08/25/09 Tue
In reply to: Karina 's message, "If you really want to know then meet me behind closed doors" on 15:47:42 08/23/09 Sun

He didn’t appreciate their tone of voice or the way Dimitri was patting the girl like she was a cocker spaniel. Well, actually. That mental image struck the cords for another mischievous smile. He spoke to Dimitri, ignoring Karina and her petty attempt to enrage him. “You’ll have to invite me if you want that queer bed of yours restored. But I swear, if your mutts of dogs continuously bark at me like last time…” The threat was left unfinished…no need to be jabbed again by that wrench cane again.

The corridor that they resided was dark, drafty, and tugged in the autumn scent from the night. Telcoltl’s bare body had cooled considerably without the excitement of the escape pumping useless blood through his body. His auburn hair was rustled in several directions as if he’d taken a vacuum to it when it was wet. It was curly, like normal, but those little horns of curls shot out at wrenched directions. Telcoltl’s pale hand smoothed it down with a curt nod to his maker.

“Shall we retire to your place for the mooorning?” He couldn’t hide the twinge of excitement that masked his words. Karina didn’t know Telcoltl enough to notice it, surely. It was only the slightest raise at the end of the sentence, similar to a question but only meaning excitement in Telcoltl’s bleak eyes. It was also in his extended o’s. But again, not even Telcoltl’s mother would have had the practiced ears Dimitri did. He didn’t want to admit it but warm tea did sound delicious. Big bad Telcoltl is putting on a show. He also wanted a bed to wait out morning in. Maybe he could yank Karina into it too? No one ever said that Telcoltl wasn’t a devilish child.

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Subject	Author	Date
don't be preposterous	Dimitri	08:13:59 08/25/09 Tue