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Irisviel von Einzbern

The white-haired woman giggled at the two newcomer's interactions. They made her smile, and forget the dire situation she'd put herself in, if only for a moment. "So, um, why are you in your underwear, Ms. Kurokami?" Irisviel asked with a perplexed and somewhat concerned look. "Is there any way I can help you?" She asked herself, putting her hand to her chin and thinking.

[5:20:13 PM] francobull III: "I fuck dead animals"

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Ron

"I was kind of thinking of getting Chinese this time, actually. Maybe some nice duck, or some chicken skewers..."

He was messing with her, of course. The moment she suggested hunting his stumble took to rumbling louder, and the hair on the back of his neck stood up on edge. Ron had to keep himself from from salivating at the thought of getting something fresh in his stomach. He'd learned, after some trial and error, that meat was the only food that he got any nutrition out of anymore. Being a werewolf had turned him into a pure carnivore, which was odd because natural dogs were omnivores. He could still taste other things, but it was like junk food - empty calories.

At least it didn't have to be too fresh, and it could even be cooked or preserved, but the prospect of getting it bloody was great.

"Alright," he decided after a moment of reining himself in. "Let's start this somewhere a little less open though. I'd rather not traumatize any bystanders on the streets here, you know?"

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Mordred

Did she lost her mind? The normal reaction to having a scorching hot blade burning one's skin would be dropping the weapon, and she counted on that. But this girl was too bonkers to let it go as if she lacked the sense of self-preservation. Gritting her teeth in displeasure at what happened in front of her, Mordred used the few seconds she bought herself, as Kuro had to exert her willpower to power through, to free herself by smashing away the wall of swords. Still, it wasn't as much as she could have stalled the white haired opponent if she had to materialize her swords again. She had little choice than brace herself for the attack and try to parry it with her spear.

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Sakura Matou

"Mmmmnm!" The purplehead made a happy and affirimitive noise as she skipped towards the kitchen through the hallway.

As soon as she reached the kitchen, she quickly glanced around, and after finding Shirou next to the cups cabinet, she bounded playfully towards him and jumped on his back, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Sen-pai, if you're looking for the plates, they're over there." She pointed at another small cabinet and gave him a small kiss on the cheek.

[5:20:13 PM] francobull III: "I fuck dead animals"

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Jeanne

"Hahahah...no, not my armpits!" Jeanne broke out in laughter as Sakura mercilessly attacked her poor armpits. Her knees got week as she stumbled forwards and had to brace herself against Sakura. "Ahaha, please stop, hah, I can't... take... anymore." Tears were coming out of her eyes as she could barely get her words out properly.


Archer

"It does sound like it." The red man said as he heard the sound of laughter from the hallway. Archer thought for a moment about what Shirou had said, there was really only one piece of advice he could give him.

 "As long as you still believe there's a chance of it happening, it doesn't reach zero until you stop believing it."

Shirou Emiya

Shirou nodded at his alternate self's advice, continuing to open and close cabinets, frowning at them. He focused his annoyance and anger and worry at them. They were really bothering him. He hated not knowing the way around his kitchen. It felt wrong, like he was in an alien house, completely unknown to him, even though he'd been here with Shinji countless times.

Thinking about Shinji made him want to cry.

Sakura pouncing on him like a panther, however, changed the focus of his attention to her. He felt a lock of her hair resting on his shoulder, and took ahold of the soft purple lock, letting it gently fall through his fingers as she oriented him properly. "Thanks." He said, making eye contact with Archer momentarily as he walked over to the cabinet Sakura had suggested and began pulling out plates.

[5:20:13 PM] francobull III: "I fuck dead animals"

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Darcy Hugh

Darcy smiled, or rather his lips curled slightly upwards. For as much as he tried, it managed to resemble a friendly grin. "That would be nice." He replied with a nod.

"I'm no gentleman, so don't expect me to treat ya or anything. I'm so broke at this rate I'll have to pay to work." Dacry added unapologetically, in a jokingly teasing tone. One had to commend him for that, it would seem that despite all that happened, he had not lost his annoying sense of humour.

But that was false. If anything, there wasn't a single piece of what was once Darcy Hugh that hadn't been taken along with the fire. He had to laugh and joke around, because it was the only thing he could still do. If he didn't laugh, he felt like he would break. So he laughed, haughtily and boisterously, louder than any ruffian and more joyful than any drunkard.


Garou XIII

So strong-

Garou quickly reacted to the deadly projectile of sure death, moving his head sideways in the nick of time to barely avoid the spear of ice that was to sever his head, instead only grazing his moon white hair. He swiftly dasheshed sideways and flicked his thumb on his index, generating a crimson spark as he scraped the skin off and sending a small blood marble flying towards the man like a bullet.
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Rikuyo

"Huh, Chinese? There should be some boys from triads down in Asian distract. Not sure if they have werewolves in their ranks, but we'll can catch whom we can. And not that I particularly care, but if ya insist." She shrugged at his comment about involving bystanders. She didn't care at all, but even so, she tended to prey on more isolated prey. Her instincts kept telling her that getting swarmed by tons of weaker opponents wasn't good, so she followed them. "Ya know the way, or I should take the lead?"

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Petra

"You are broken and I don't need money, so it won't be about it. If I win there would be nothing from gain to me from such arrangement." As if she wouldn't win, her confidence in her liver was second only to her trust in God. "It just can be a contest for the sake of a contest, unless you some idea what the stakes could be. If you dare to risk anything." She didn't particularly care as she drank to make herself feel better after whole fiasco with wandering around with Garou, but if he had balls to challenge her and his offer wasn't stupid, then why not? Not that she wouldn't win, but drinking for something ridiculous would rub her the wrong way. She just pore out remaining contests of the bottle on him if his proposal was too absurd. A waste of good wine, but she wouldn't regret such action.

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Kuro

Still gritting her teeth at the scorching blade, she noticed the sword wall get done for but didn't pay much heed to it as it had served it's purpose in slowing down the tail. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed that Mordred was trying to parry her strike with the spear, it was a bit too late for that. While a spear did inded have superior reach over a sword, the situation was reversed when you got really close, as the spears length would make it awkward to use in a cramped space. Furthermore, the height difference between the combatants only served to make it an even more awkward manevour as Mordred would have to do it at an odd angle too.

Coming to this conclusion only took a fraction of a second for the white haired girl, while she didn't have much time to physically react, she could still twist her body in such a way that the spear would hit her back with the shaft and not the pointy end. With Mordred's strength this would most likely launch her across the room, she'd still be able to slash her though. With that Kuro carried it out, twisting her body while slashing Mordred at her waist.

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Gabriel

Gabriel felt his toes curl as Emily cupped his heavy sack as her skilled mouth moved up and down his swollen hardness.  He felt pressure begin to rise within him, like the charge before a storm.  His breath caught as he felt the tension start to strum within him, causing him to swell even more.

She eagerly worked at him, and he arched with a low moan as is skin started to softly glow.

"M-much better," he said in a low voice.


Forest

Forest laughed at Gadreel's comment and said, "No, I was cheating."  She shook her head with a smile and pointed to a couple of college aged young men complete with gym carved bodies, fake tans, and frosted tips.  They turned their heads at her laugh and gave both fallen angel and vampire approving looks with a smile.

"I searched for the smell of bad cologne," she whispered to him while leaning towards him with another chuckle.

She started to look around with a frown before she saw a display of light weight sweaters in deep jewel tones.  "Oh!" she said, gently tugging him towards a deep teal sweater.  "Maybe you should try this, it'll look great with your hair and eyes."


Corbin

The dhampir stood back and silently watched as the two powerhouse women fought each other.  It was fascinating; Kuro was pulling blades out of nowhere, and Mordred was lightning fast with her spear. 

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Emily

Had her mouth not been otherwise occupied, Emily might have grinned at Gabe's reaction. As it was,  however, she found her eyes widening as she realized he was swelling further in response to her ministrations. While part of him wanted to slow down, leaving him hanging on the edge just to see how he'd react, the Changeling decided to oblige him nonetheless.

With that in mind, Emily worked at the heavy sack with a bit more vigor, speeding up her work elsewhere as she did so. As the figurative cherry on top, the Changeling hummed her approval and continued amusement as she continued to work his shaft over.
[8:49:50 AM] Daniel Mahan: He can still get RAEG
[8:49:52 AM] Daniel Mahan: Just better at not loosing his marbles over it.
[8:50:09 AM] Helligator:> losing his marbles over it
                                      I seeeee what you did there


[11:00:22 PM] francobull III: elf, will you do rin?
[11:00:33 PM] Jennifer Bratcher: I would love to do Rin!
[11:00:39 PM] Jennifer Bratcher: I'd bend her over and . . .
[11:00:45 PM] francobull III: woah woah

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Dante

If anything, the half-demon's grin widened at Petra's response.

"If that's the case, then I don't think stakes will be necessary," Dante noted, "A challenge for the sake of a challenge has its own fun, not to mention I've usually got lousy luck when I'm gambling."

With that, the half-demon poured himself a glass as well and held it up for a toast.

"Let's get this started, then," he said.
[8:49:50 AM] Daniel Mahan: He can still get RAEG
[8:49:52 AM] Daniel Mahan: Just better at not loosing his marbles over it.
[8:50:09 AM] Helligator:> losing his marbles over it
                                      I seeeee what you did there


[11:00:22 PM] francobull III: elf, will you do rin?
[11:00:33 PM] Jennifer Bratcher: I would love to do Rin!
[11:00:39 PM] Jennifer Bratcher: I'd bend her over and . . .
[11:00:45 PM] francobull III: woah woah

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Gabriel

Gabriel felt that storm within him building more and more and attempted to weather it, ride it out and not succumb.  One hand gripped the sheet while the other was still entangled in her hair.  His hips started to thrust despite himself as he felt him swell for that final pull.

Then she made a humming sound, vibrating along his length.

Then the storm broke and he felt it crackle through him before he arched and bliss filled him.  With a groan, he pulsed and released his essence into Emily's mouth.

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Emily

The Changeling could feel him pulsing in her mouth, allowing a moment to brace herself before the rush of hot sticky essence filled her mouth. Not letting even a single drop get free, the Changeling gave him one last suck before sitting up, looking down at him with an impish smirk before swallowing audibly.

"So how was that?" Emily mused, "Need a moment to recover?"
[8:49:50 AM] Daniel Mahan: He can still get RAEG
[8:49:52 AM] Daniel Mahan: Just better at not loosing his marbles over it.
[8:50:09 AM] Helligator:> losing his marbles over it
                                      I seeeee what you did there


[11:00:22 PM] francobull III: elf, will you do rin?
[11:00:33 PM] Jennifer Bratcher: I would love to do Rin!
[11:00:39 PM] Jennifer Bratcher: I'd bend her over and . . .
[11:00:45 PM] francobull III: woah woah

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