WilsonTurner

Men vs. Women Race to 1000

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Men vs. Women Race to 1000

>sighs
Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine.

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Men vs. Women Race to 1000

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Well good.

Cancel my appointments, I've been sold into slavery.

Aulfr could admit to himself that he could get used to having someone's hands roaming over him, like how Aleksandra was doing. He reluctantly allowed her to get off of him, but relaxed back into his bed to watch her bend over to throw on one of his shirts. Thoughts meandered through his mind, such as why she was so teasing and flirty at times, despite what he knew to be her past. And he pointedly ignored her refusal of being his partner, and instead his helper and nothing more.

"You know, they'd probably attack me. Noxans are aggressive compared to you Ardians," he explained, intentionally mispronouncing her nation's people, "And generally try to get what they want. The only reason why one of them hasn't tried to kill you yet is because you showed that you could beat the crap out of the biggest Noxan Jarl."

Then he gave her a wicked smile.

"Besides, I don't think they have as many assets as you do."

Finally, he decided to roll out of his bed, immediately deciding to stretch. As usual, the world fell away as he closed his eyes and stretched luxuriously, rolling arms and leaning back, popping shoulders, elbows, and back.

Then, dropping limbs limply at his sides, he admired Aleksandra again, catching her staring. Again- the wicked grin, but he didn't do anything on it.

"Speaking of assets, the time I'm taking over is coming up pretty soon. I'm going to need more agents, you know- more assassins like you. If you would, I can allocate resources and a section of the castle to you, to train several maids to be my spies and assassins." The way he said it was almost a suggestion, or request- but based on who he is, and how ambitious he is, it's probably obvious that it's more of an order.

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@HaleyTheRandom
Enjoy that post btw

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[Willy & Hailey] Practically Just Some Pigtail Pullin'

Bernard Benson Browning woke up and panicked to reach his alarm clock, just like any other day. After crawling halfway across his room to the hiding place he put his alarm the night before- he won't be able to stay awake after shutting it off otherwise- he went about his normal morning routine. Stare blankly at the wall, get dressed, stare blankly at his breakfast, eat breakfast, et cetera, on and on like the past three weeks.

He trooped down the stairs of his third floor apartment, and headed off to the local Starbucks. Why? He couldn't make decent hot chocolate with his Keurig anymore- it broke from overuse. He took care of websites for many of the local businesses, and did their logos and newspaper ads, using it to sustain his dream of becoming a writer. If only he had a muse to really inspire him to actually write something.

He decided against the bus; he always woke up earlier than most, and always took the time to walk to wherever he needed to go. Big town, but it didn't take more than fifteen minutes to get from one side to the other on foot.

And then the line of Starbucks. He sighed a little bit; he supposed taking the bus would've allowed him to be before the morning rush. Either way, he stood in line, and stood in line, and everyone ordered simple things.

And then the person in front of him, and he couldn't help himself, speaking out with an accompanying goofy smirk- "You're not gonna have it decaf either, are you? Or maybe add some nuts? Marshmallows? Oh, you could add some chocolate syrup."

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Anyone else noticed we've already passed one THOUSAND pages?

There should be a medal for contributing to a topic and posting on the 1000th page of a thread.

Men vs. Women Race to 1000

@HaleyTheRandom
PM me the links.
I will watch them once I get home and out of the blocked interwebs of school
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Men vs. Women Race to 1000

@Altered Tundra
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YOU ARE AMAZING, YOU.

@HaleyTheRandom

D'aww, thank you Haley

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