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Vampire District
Elf:
Forest
He knows this dance, she thought with a smile as their movements flowed into one and another. It was almost eerie how much they were in synch with each other in the dance parodying battle. Her cheeks flushed as he pulled her to his chest.
She looked up at him as he smiled down at her.
She stood en pointe to press a kiss to his lips.
yinsukin:
Taro
A finger came to Forest's lips, blocking them. The smile on his face stayed. "Ah bup bup! Not in front of the little girl," he said, looking around. "She didn't die here, but I like to think her spirit stays in the home I made for her. This isn't the place I wanted to show you. More importantly, she will get jealous."
Elf:
Forest
Forest pouted against Taro's finger as he blocked her, smiling down at her.
Then her eyes widened as he spoke of the little girl. So she let herself down (her toes were starting to cramp anyway) and straightened her hair. "Sorry . . . . It was . . ."
She shook her head and met his eyes again. "So where did you want to take me?"
yinsukin:
Taro
Taro's hand brushed her pretty blonde hair, straightening it even more with his own hands. No, he just wanted an excuse to feel it. "Don't apologize. Its nothing to be ashamed of."
The duke said nothing on the matter after that, grabbing her hand and walking down the alley. After several minutes of walking, they happened upon an old abandoned construction site. There was a shack in the center, with a tree and grass for some reason. It was almost as if someone had destroyed a childrens playground, left the tree but made a construction site around it. The shack wasn't really a shack but a small house. It had windows, but was only big enough to hold a couch, a bed and a counter. The tree had a line of bare wood, the bark completely stripped from it.
"This is my little getaway."
Elf:
Forest
Forest felt an irrational surge of glee when Taro straightened her hair and leaned her head into the gentle caress.
They were quiet as he walked her down the alley, his fingers intertwined with hers again. She blinked as they came upon an old construction sight with a tree and a patch of grass, as if the work had been abandoned at that point. There was also a small house, and it was oddly quiet here.
"Your Fortress of Solitude." She studied it and then looked at him. "When the office gets too much you come here?"
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