Open Log

[devwocean]

Who: Orphaner Dualscar and YOU
When: Any time throughout the curse week
Where: Out and about in the bubble or the island
Style: Starting in action, but I'll follow your lead
Status: Open

[Dualscar's taken careful notice of this curse, and is pretty sure what it's all about - and that he's not affected. As a highblood troll, it would be practically unconscionable for him not to take advantage of this opportunity.

He may be deliberately visiting your character - if you're someone he knows - or it could be a chance meeting. Either way, he may be trying to ferret out information. Or there might not be anything in particular that he cares to know.]

Comments

[devwocean]

[He rumbles a laugh into her ear, tightening his arms to keep her close.]

No one but me wwould havve the audacity.

[feralfanatic]

[She struggles slightly, but does not make an attempt to break free. If for nothing else, of causing less of a scene. Or maybe it was the ear nibbles, whose to say?]

Yes. Well, that is certainly true. Nobody but you would see fit to sneak up and grab me from behind.

In Public.

[devwocean]

Wwhat's the problem wwith me grabbin' you from behind in public? Wwe're in a concupiscent quadrant, and you'vve got no reason to feel ashamed to be seen wwith me. [He gives her a squeeze, and turns his attentions to her neck]

[feralfanatic]

A little warning is all. Plus we do not need to be putting on a show for all the locals, or the little ones and whoever might else be watch... oh!

[He had just gotten to the neck.]

[devwocean]

I don't care if they see. [Nip] And wwhy should I wwarn you before I begin my conquest? The element a surprise is essential in wwar.

[feralfanatic]

Well som...[Damn him for feeling good. ...Some. Some of us do care! You may not have noticed, but this place is not a war. Its about as far as you can get from one, actually.

[All this fuss, yet no great attempt to break free.]

[devwocean]

No, no. The wwar is betwween us. And you're losin' right noww. [He lifts her up, intending to swing her over his shoulder and carry her off]

[feralfanatic]

By what skewed form of logic do you judge that?

[Whoops, that is where she draws the line, at least for now. She tries to wriggle free of his grasp, which does not really work all that well with the way he has her up over his shoulder.]

[devwocean]

Bein' helpless in my grasp, is howw. [He smirks and pats her on the ass as he heads for his secondary hive - the small apartment he doesn't share with Signless]

[feralfanatic]

Helpless, I hardly think I- [Pat.] OH! You! Insufferable... I cannot even...

[His bundle was flailing now, yet the oliveblood did not seem to be using her claws or any of the other weapons she had readily available.]

[devwocean]

[Hehehe, she's protesting, but not that much, and his face is cast in utter smugness as he carries her through the street in the direction of his hive]

You don't seem to be mindin' that much, at that.

[feralfanatic]

Because, sog-for-brains, If I start making a scene, that will just serve to call attention to the two of us. Together.

[Excuses, excuses.]

[devwocean]

A course, that's all it is. [He gives her a kiss and another nibble on the earlobe before releasing her, smirking]

[feralfanatic]

You are incorrigible.

[She pointedly crosses her arms and flourishes her head away from him at the kiss. There is a couple second pause before she continues.]

So... Where to?