Medusa Gorgon (
vectorsnake) wrote in
randomosity2014-04-26 10:11 pm
Gone a Little Green
[It's dark when Medusa returns to the apartment she's been hiding out in. She had needed to discuss details of sorts with Eruka Frogg and Free. She didn't necessarily enjoy being around the pair, but good servants were hard to come by, these days! Well, Free was a servant - technically speaking Eruka was only along for the ride because Medusa had threatened and blackmailed her.]
[Still, she was exhausted, her shoulders ached and so did her feet. When she closed and locked the door behind her, Medusa put a spell over it to keep any unwanted visitors out. She pushed her hood down and reached for the zipper of her jumpsuit, pulling it down about to her navel like she usually did when she was getting ready to settle down and relax.]
[Still, she was exhausted, her shoulders ached and so did her feet. When she closed and locked the door behind her, Medusa put a spell over it to keep any unwanted visitors out. She pushed her hood down and reached for the zipper of her jumpsuit, pulling it down about to her navel like she usually did when she was getting ready to settle down and relax.]

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Tonight though he had been starving and planned to feed on Medusa followed by some 'fun'. That was the plan until the woman left. Now when she enters he smells the air and smells the man. In the hallway he looks at her.]
Home?
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Good to see you - wasn't expecting a visit.
Miss me, did you?
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It was boring.
It stinks in here.
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Is it the apartment, or me?
Because I did have a meeting today. And Free was there.
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You.
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So tell me, why does it bother you so much?
[She playfully walks her fingers up the opening in his jumpsuit that reveals his chest.]
I seem to recall a few times where you worked me into an intense sweat, but my scent didn't seem to bother you then.
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[He quirks a brow though the scent is quite strong the closer she is as those fingers move on his skin.]
It's not your scent, woman. It's his on you. Strong and smells like a mutt.
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But...my question to you is this: Is it just his smell that bothers you? Or is it the fact that it rubbed off on me that has you so irked?
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[He just gives her a glare and doesn't answer.]
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[She smiles, leaning a bit against him.]
Are you just going to pout all evening?
[Her eyes light up and she grins.]
You're jealous, aren't you?
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Maybe I am. You're my woman and he stinks.
[His eyes flash red.]
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How cute...you needn't get so upset though - Free means nothing to me. He's a pawn, nothing more.
[There's a flirtatious smirk and a gleam in her eyes as her fingers travel down his chest and further south.]
If you like, once he's outlived his usefulness to me, I'll let you do whatever you want with him.
He's immortal, so unfortunately even cutting his head off won't kill him, but you could spend eternity torturing him...ripping him to pieces...pulling out his insides...poisons that'll melt him from the inside out...