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Nancy & Tori
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Date Posted: 04/24/11 11:45:39pm
In reply to:
Tumbler
's message, "__Full Circle__" on 04/24/11 11:03:55pm
She had just finished kissing Tumblers cheek and speaking her warning and was stepping back when she spotted Memphis striding towards them. For half a second she thought there would be an all out brawl, then she noticed his body language and let out the breath she'd been holding. If they could keep this civil, they just might be able to survive the night. She watched as Memphis hugged Tori, a smirk gracing her lips as the feisty woman grabbed his ass with a crude comment. She wasn't sure that was the best choice of actions, but it wasn't like Tori had to worry about pissing anyone off. She wasn't even sure if the other woman could be harmed.
She held perfectly still as Memphis spoke, waiting for any minor change in his posture that would warn of an attack. He held himself together admirably though, and she sighed in relief as he moved to her side. She slid an arm through his, pressing against his side in relief. And possibly to have a grip on him should Tumbler be stupid enough to say something... well something stupid
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"Hey there hot stuff, where you been hidin?" Tori smirked the devilish smirk of hers, wrapping her arms around Memphis as he hugged her. One darkly manicured hand slid down to grope his rear before she released him. "I doubt that's all that'll be sore one she's done with you" She chuckled as she watched him move to stand in front of her man. She watched the two with her hands on her hips, fingers tapping lightly against her black clad hip.
Those manicured fingers began to slowly shift to blood red talons as she tapped them against her hip, giving away her anxiety of the situation. As Memphis stepped away without throwing a single punch, the tapping of her fingers slowed till those talons simply rested against her hip. She glanced down, finally noticing the change and with a slight blush, they turned back to 'normal'. She was out of practice if this minor threat had drawn out her old self, even in such a small capacity.
She slipped her hand through Tumblers arm, giving him a hard squeeze, bordering on a pinch. She wasn't interested in letting the boys sus out their dominance just then, she wanted to spend the night with the man she'd been without over the last decade. Tomorrow they could bloody each others faces.
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