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[Sitting under a shady tree is the very same old world looking Luke with the thick English accent. He's currently surrounded by what looks like an art project. Little opened bottle of paint, some feathers, beads and fakes jewels rest beside him and before him are many fabric masquerade mask in various colors. Though what seems to be holding his attention are the glitter pens. The store owner recommended them but boy still wasn't sure what for... These mordern art tools were a little different from what he's used to, so he's been gazing at it thoughtfully for quite sometime now. It was an odd sort of pen, nothing like a quill and was filled with shiny dust.]
Looks like something a pixie would make...
[Gives the plastic pen and jumps when some of the dust squirts out and lands on a mask.]
Oh, bugger...

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She's a pain but you do find odd things amusing.
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Anyone that uses a street walker as their cover while being afraid of women is indeed a fop, pet. Nothing you say will convince me otherwise.
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[Sighs. Oh Guy.] I hope he's not too worried about us back home...
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[Oh, is that so Luke? He'll just nuzzle you close, fangs teasing the skin of your cheek.]
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[purrs faintly, slipping his hands down along his sides.]
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Mm... love you...
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Nm, still have time before the sun is gone...
[Brushes his lips cover his and teasingly flicks his tongue over his lower lip.]
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[Not that he was complaining, if the way he was holding onto Luke was any indication.]
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Or... we can just sit here and make mask...
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[He was totally bluffing; he knew what he wanted. But seeing his precious reaction would be worth it.]
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[Huffs a bit before moving over the vampire's chest, tugging at some of the lace with an innocent look as it came loose.]
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You'd let me take you right in front of anyone that could pass by... or do you just want to be breakfast...?
[He leaned close again, his fangs teasing at his neck.]
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Both but I'd rather them in private...
[Sighs softly and lets the creature tease and touch where he pleases.]
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