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*she's playing around on her keyboard again. And while she plays things that sound vaguely Emilie Autumn-ish, Epica-ish, and even growls a little, this is what she ends up playing*

Bow down before the one you serve.
You're going to get what you deserve.
Bow down before the one you serve.
You're going to get what you deserve.

God money I'll do anything for you.
God money just tell me what you want me to.
God money nail me up against the wall.
God money don't want everything he wants it all.

No you can't take it
No you can't take it
No you can't take that away from me
No you can't take it
No you can't take it
No you can't take that away from me

Head like a hole.
Black as your soul.
I'd rather die than give you control.
Head like a hole.
Black as your soul.
I'd rather die than give you control.

Bow down before the one you serve.
You're going to get what you deserve.
Bow down before the one you serve.
You're going to get what you deserve.

God money's not looking for the cure.
God money's not concerned with the sick among the pure.
God money let's go dancing on the backs of the bruised.
God money's not one to choose
No you can't take it
No you can't take it
No you can't take that away from me
No you can't take it
No you can't take it
No you can't take that away from me

Head like a hole.
Black as your soul.
I'd rather die than give you control.
Head like a hole.
Black as your soul.
I'd rather die than give you control.

Bow down before the one you serve.
You're going to get what you deserve.
Bow down before the one you serve.
You're going to get what you deserve.

Bow down before the one you serve.
You're going to get what you deserve.
Bow down before the one you serve.
You're going to get what you deserve.

Head like a hole.
Black as your soul.
I'd rather die than give you control.
Head like a hole.
Black as your soul.
I'd rather die than give you control.

Bow down before the one you serve.
You're going to get what you deserve.
Bow down before the one you serve.
You're going to get what you deserve.

You know who you are.

((See porn. Porn Luke and Ana, porn!))

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*pushes her hands over his mouth* ... Luke. Don't worry about it. Okay? We'll be okay.

[presses against her palms a little-- the gesture is meant to be that he's kissing them, but it seems more like he's some kind of dog trying to find table scraps. he nods after a minute, his eyes closed]

*moves her hands to hug him tightly*

[starts, and abruptly starts laughing, hugging her back]

*laughs back, snuggling*

[remember Luke's obsession with your hair, Ana? yeah. Hair, meet Luke's nose. Become good friends.]

*since they are already good friends, Ana's hair says sup, back again? And Ana just snuggles further*

[squishes her for a moment, then hoists her off the ground just a bit and spins, laughing again]

*startled at first, then laughs*

[takes a step backward and considers her, one eyebrow quirked] ... Damn, I need to figure out a way to bring you home with me.

Auldrant?

Mmm. [sets his hands on her hips, continuing to consider her] Dunno if you'd like Baticul, I've always found it kind of stuffy. It's pretty, at least.

... maybe. I don't know. I'd have to see it first.

It's like a... Well it's built in a crater. [absently kisses the corner of her jaw] Hope your not claustrophobic.

Not really. *tilts her head, allowing access to her neck*

Mm. Grand Chokmah's much more open... [and, still in the fashion of a well-trained boyfriend, he goes straight for the exposed skin] Waterfalls and shit all over the place.

Mm... *eyes start to fall closed* Sounds lovely. Lots of water...

It's a lot brighter, too. [scrapes his teeth lightly over the side of her neck] Up top, Baticul's well-lit, but if you go in through the port and have to take the lifts... [bite] ...It's kind of dreary down below.

*gasps, leaning into him* Oh.

'N then there's... [bites again] Tataroo Valley. [slips his hand under the hem of her shirt again]First place outside of the Manor I ever saw...

Tataroo... oh. How...? *strokes her hand up his side*

Hyperresonance. [trails his hand back, running a finger up her spine]

Hyp... that... fonon thing? *shivers, making a small sound*

Isofon-induced resonance, yes. [aaand trails his finger back down] Happens most often between seventh fonists.

Edited 2008-10-16 03:02 (UTC)

O-oh. *kisses his neck, breathing heavily* Is it... nice?