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Post by Kale on Nov 27, 2006 18:14:29 GMT -5
It was most definatley a risky offer, but perhaps that is what would have caused her to accept it. Though it had taken much persuasion, Timmery had accepted this offer to help out this poor fellow. Afterall, life would have been dull without taking this kind of risk. And so Timmery sat there, waiting at the designated meeting place, twiddling her thumbs and staring boredly at the town - seemingly laid to waste- that sprawled out before her. Eyes of deep amythest hues narrowed, and she snorted slightly. It was relativley chill, and twilight was coming on fast. Though it would seem she was imune to the cold, as she wore nothing more than her average everyday clothing - thin and barley long enough to cover her stomach and arms.
A bungle of awkward thoughts ran this way and that in her mind, and she leaned back against a bench in a casual manner. What if this entire plan went ary? What if something went wrong? Any one little thing could have spelt disaster and ruin for both their lives; Timmery's and Prop's. With a sigh, she brushed her bumble gum pink hair from her eyes and turned her attention towards a sound. A sound like footsteps coming her way. The pace at which them came was currently undecipherable, as they echoed in the silence. "Finally. Took him long enough." Timmery grumbled as she allowed her stick-think figure to slid into a sitting position on the cold bench, one striped stockinged leg crossing over the other- her arms crossing as a sign of her apparent aggrivation ; no more than a mask for her hidden worry.
Afterall there was so much that could have gone wrong. Again came the jumlbe of thoughts, and this time she pushed them aside - not wishing for them to completley drown out her concious state. And as such she turned her focus in the direction of the sound of footsteps, locking in on it and allowing nothing else to disturb her. This was going to be a rather rough night, afterall.
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 27, 2006 18:31:02 GMT -5
Footsteps were heard indeed. Hesitating but firm steps, as if he were forcing himself foreward. He needed the money. The child and Jamie needed him. He'd told Jamie he'd do his best to get the moneyt hey needed. Then someone had come with this option. True, Prop was not good with other people, the poor shy guy. But he was told by JAmie thousands of times that he was overbearing when it came to the fob he'd been offered. He felt bad that Timmery had been brought into his problems, but had thought and had been told that she was volunteering out of pity for him which was most likely true. It was crucial he kept this secret. Both of them had to or Jamie and Cole would.. who knows what. Cole would seek his revenge, probably charm Jamie and take her away somewhere with her artifical will and do something thta Prop did not want to think about right now.
He stepped within the sights of Timmery, looking down at his feet and not wanting to really look at her. "You sure you really want to do this? I don't want to ruin your relationship, Timmery.. And I barely know you. Actually, I don't know you at all." His golden eyes looked at Timmery like a hawk's eyes. His shirt off tonight since he had been lazy when he'd left home, his scar stretching accross his chest and below the hem of his jeans. He wore straight legged jeans, not baggy ones tonight though they were loose so he had a red belt on while the denim was a blue color. "I never actually have seen you, nor you I, right?" he asked, having never met Timmery himself. Only heard stories from Cole and all them.
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Post by Kale on Nov 27, 2006 18:38:35 GMT -5
Timmery glanced up at him, her eyes narrowed into glaring slits. A look she gave most people. After hearing what he had to say, all she retorted with at first was, "You're late." After playing with her hair a momment, eyes watching with her peripheral vision, she snorted. "No, we haven't ever actually met." Letting go of the strange of pink hair, she stood up to face him - not even reaching half his height. "And If I didn't want to go through with this I wouldn't be here, now would I?" Before allowing him a chance to answer, she scoffed. "Do you honestly think there's anyone who could 'scare' me into doing something I didn't want to? Puh-lease."
Having said this, she glared up at him - silently cursing his height advantage over her. "I'm not just doing this for your sake, afterall. I could use the excitement."
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 27, 2006 18:45:02 GMT -5
Prop blinked, surprised at how small Timmery was but not wanting to offend her so said nothing. For a moment, he wondered how he was going to do this with Timmery, tilting his head then though. Cole was about two heads shorter than him, and two heads taller than Timmery. It was nearly impossible for Prop to do this. He kind of felt uncomfortable but instead of asking Timmery to grow taller by magic, he looked down at her with a smile, the best one he could come up with at this moment.
"Timmery, want me to shrink for you?" He asked politely, thining she'd be uncomfortable with his tallness.
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Post by Kale on Nov 27, 2006 18:55:43 GMT -5
Timmery raised an eyebrow, looking him up and down in a curious manner. "Is that supposed to be an insult?" She questioned, pulling her famous move of making even the sweetest comments into negative remarks. "Or is it that YOU'RE uncomfortable with me being so short?" At this she smirked, an almost malicious twinkle in her eye. "What's wrong? Don't like midgets? Because if you've got a problem with it," she grinned now, entwining her hands behind her back and turning as if to walk away. "I can always just leave you hanging and not give you the money."
OOC// And we wonder where Nora gets it from x.x
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 27, 2006 19:02:38 GMT -5
Prop's eyes widened. "No! No, I don't mind that you're short. In fact, a lot of my sisters are short but because I'm so tall, I don't see how this can... well, happen..." Prop said, raising hands and shaking his head. "I need the money, Timmery. I have a kid now and I need the money. I'll do anything for my Jamie and my kid. Please, don't take offense to anything I say, I'm not good with people." Prop said, getting on his knees now, begging with his hands folded in front of him, walking on his knees towards Timmery. "I'll do whatever you want me to do. That's what the lady told me to do, to listen to you!"
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Post by Kale on Nov 27, 2006 19:08:11 GMT -5
Timmery turned to look at him over her shoulder, smirking at his pathetic display. "Alright, alright. Get up off the floor. I'll help you. After all, you need this wad of cash more than I do." With an irritated sigh, she spun on her heel to face him once more. "So, you plan on shrinking yourself down to my size to make this work? Fine by me." Timmery gave a sharp laugh, looking at him in a dead serious manner. "In my own opinion, you should disown the brat. Kids only cause trouble."
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 27, 2006 19:17:41 GMT -5
Prop nodded, then shrunk himself to be only about Cole's hight. Maybe an inch shorter. Smiling he asked, "This good enough for yas?" and turned around. The comment about him dumping his only kid, he didn't really like and frowned at Timmery for a moment. "I still want to keep him, but if you end up to be right, I'll admit my mistake."
((Not much to post, tired...))
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Post by Kale on Nov 27, 2006 19:23:00 GMT -5
Timmery shrugged her shoulders, letting loose an overdramatic sigh. "Fine. Don't say I didn't warn you." Looking him up and down, she then nodded her head. "You're a fine height. Hmm...and a rather fine specimen," she remarked with a malice filled grin, running a long pale finger down his chest. "No wonder little Jamie snatched you up so quick."
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 27, 2006 19:29:40 GMT -5
Prop flinched, being a little ticklish in his scar area. He let out a chuckle giggle sort of laugh and shruged. "I think it was me picking her up first but whatever you say, Timmery." Prop smirked, brushing at his candy cotton blue hair. "So you really want to go through with this, huh?"
Up atop the rooftops Dark Desmond stood still, watching his specimens. HE'd ask Dark to join him on this moonlit night, with plans on his mind. 'Heh...kinda like watching porn with your girlfriend. Things lead to others,' he thought, chuckling at himself. He wore no shirt, as usual and dressed the same as Prop's just to mimick him.
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Post by Kale on Nov 27, 2006 19:33:34 GMT -5
A chin rested gently against Dark Desmond's shoulder, two arms accompaning it as they slid around his middle. "'Ello, sweetie." Dark mumbled into his ear, nuzzling against his cheek gently. "What's going on here?" She questioned once the sight below met her eyes.
"If I didn't want to," she muttered softly, leaning foreward slightly and smirking up at him as something oddly wicked flashed in her eyes, "Then why would I already be flirting with you, sweetheart? Just to amuse myself?"
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 27, 2006 19:40:09 GMT -5
Prop blushed, his ears flattening against his head. DDez laughed at this reaction, then looked to Dark. "Hello, hun. Jus' watching our plot in progress, eh? Thought you might've wanted to join me in watching this," Dark whispered into her ear, nuzzling against her neck and gently bit her shoulder in all but one swift movement of the head. Damn, he's good.
Prop smirked though nervously and leaned back a bit. "You must excuse me, Timmery. For even though I'm desperate, I'm still not good with people, especially in this case so I apologize in advance." he told her, but kissed her forehead, working his way out of being so shy.
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Post by Kale on Nov 27, 2006 19:45:55 GMT -5
Timmery laughed, smirking as well. "Then we'll have to work that out of you, boy. Believe you me," she muttered softly, stepping closer and licking the side of his neck gently. "By the time I'm done with you, you won't be so shy."
Dark chuckled, giving a soft purr in response to his action. "Mmm, you know me too well. Yes, I'd enjoy seeing things go down here. It'll be rather...intresting."
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 27, 2006 19:49:14 GMT -5
"Very interesting if you ask me," DDez told her, nuzzling her cheek. He didn't seem to be paying any real attention to the two down there, but more to Dark. Other plans, of course. He nuzzled and licke dher cheek, hugging her gently.
Prop blushed brighter, and smiled nervoulsy still. "A-alright.. if you say so..." he said hesitently. When she licke dhis neck, goosebumps appeared on his arms and shoulders and he shivered slightly. He kissed her cheek, near the ear gently.
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Post by Kale on Nov 28, 2006 13:56:33 GMT -5
Timmery couldn't help but chuckle at him timidness, still smirking. "Prop, just pretend like I'm Jamie," she stated, running a finger along his cheek. "I'm sure that'd make you much less jumpy."
Dark turned to her to nibble at his ear, before tugging on it gently. "What are you planning, you ruthless little devil, you?" She questioned, raising an eyebrow.
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 28, 2006 18:50:34 GMT -5
"Just a night with you is all," DDez said, shrugging. "Is that such a bad thing, dear?" he asked, then gesutred down to Timmery and Prop. "See down there? Why do they get all the fun?" he asked, playfully whining o her and pouting.
Prop took a moment, nodding then kissed Timmery gently. He kept his eyes closed. He kissed her again without hesitation and deeper now, his arms making their way around her waist.
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Post by Kale on Nov 28, 2006 18:54:34 GMT -5
Returning the kisses, Timmery closed her eyes aswell. Luckily for her, it wasn't as hard as it seemed to be for Prop. Her nature allowed her to do such things as this and push aside all existance of a concience. Hey, that's what you get when you're related to Hyde. You let your body do the talking, not always your heart.
"Because, their 'fun' is bringing us fun, my sweet," she replied, stroking his cheek gently. "For their night of fun will ruin their lives, if all goes according to plan."
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 28, 2006 19:04:14 GMT -5
Prop was still fighting back but less now. He knew it was Timmery, but he thought about Jamie and tried to think nice things about Timmery to get him going. He needed help, someone to lead him.
"Aww..... then tomorrow night then?"DDez asked, whimpering and licking at her cheek like a pupy dog, his tail wagging.
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Post by Kale on Nov 28, 2006 20:10:07 GMT -5
"Yes, tomorrow." Dark smirked, then cast her gaze downward towards Prop and Timmery. "Ooooh, looks like someone needs a bit of help." Turning her attention back to her beloved, she grinned. "Shall we step in?"
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 28, 2006 20:16:23 GMT -5
DDez smiled at Dark and shrugged. "We can always step in my love," he told her, kissing her gently. "Maybe tonight we could, y'know.. Take over the bodies and such for a little while, eh?" he grinned mennicingly.
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