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[Lancelot Champlange]

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"Nothing feels worse then wet fur," Lancelot thought to himself as he trudged along the path toward the infamous town of BonBon. His long, curved sword slapped softly against his thigh as he strode along, the rain running in rivulets down his neck. Stopping for a brief moment under a large oak, the tiger shook out his blond hair, sending a shower of drops to spray the ground around him. He had been caught in this sudden downpour a few days ago and it had not abated. Shaking his head, Lancelot continued walking, seeing a road sign to tell that he had a few more miles to reach the village. Lengthening his strides, he felt more invoigorated then he had since this storm began, already feeling the warmth of a bath and a nice mulled wine in his hand.

Entering the town, the young tiger finds his reflection in a window he passes, looking himself over carefully. There still was his blonde hair, combed neatly into place when he began, now a sodden mess from three days worth of rain. He was glad though that his fur shed water easily, being smooth and soft, a soft white with black stripes along his body, his tail being capped in black, swishing behind him slowly. His was a slim build, nicely toned with nary a bit of fat on his feline frame. Smiling slightly, he admired hisself in the glass for a moment longer, his rich blue eyes taking in every feature. It had been a long journey from his home to here but he had ventured out on a quest that for now he would keep to himself.

Turning on his heel, Lancelot began his search now for his most pressing need, a hot bath and a meal. Perhaps, he thought to himself, once he had these he would explore Bon Bon more and find himself a lovely lady to accompany him around and enjoy her at night in the warmth of his bed.
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My fursonas

[Arianoelle_Yenearsira]

(hope you don't mind me jumping in^^)

It had been pouring and Aria huddled under the cloak she wore, grateful she had brought it with her on her journey. Having hitched a ride with another that was heading for BonBon she sat beside the squirrel as he kept the horse going on the path. Her pack, large as it was, was kept dry in the back of his wagon. The squirrel didn't seem to mind the damp of the rain, but she was not much for the rain when it was constant for three days.

Finally they arrived in the town, the rain still coming down as he stopped in front of the store he was making his delivery too. Having thanked the squirrel and trying to pay him, but him refusing the money, saying the company was payment enough, she grabbed her back and violin case from the back of his wagon. "Perhaps here I will find my fresh start, but right now I need to find a place to get dry, something to eat, and a warm bath." Aria said to herself as she looked about the shops as she passed.

She would also have to find someplace that was hiring, but who would hire someone like her? Her only business she could do was sewing, musician, and make/repair instruments. Perhaps she would get lucky. Was she wandered, she came in sight of the 'palace' her friend had told her about. Icy hued eyes stared in wonder, but her mind realed with those naughty thoughts of hers. "Perhaps I'll find my Prince Charming in this place too..." she mused as she stared at the building.
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>Aria< >Tatiana<

[Lancelot Champlange]

(*smiles* Not at all, dear. That's why I tagged it as Open RP, for anyone to join as they wish)

Pausing in his steps as a wagon thundered past him, Lancelot nimbly dodged the large splash of water it had kicked up. Cursing under his breath at the squirrel driver, he continued on in the wake of the lumberous vehicle toward the palace. He had heard the stories of this place in his travels, a place where few questions were asked and the people were very free spirited.

Trudging along, he watched as the wagon stopped and the driver made his deliveries, talking quietly with his passenger whom Lancelot could not discern from this distance as to his or her identity. Striding swiftly, the tiger brushed past them to head toward a small inn in the shadow of the palace. Quickly stepping inside, Lancelot breathed a sigh of relief as he shook the rain from his cloak and found a table. Seeking out the innkeep, he booked a room and requested his meal as he sought out a table. Finding the last open table, the male tiger sat down and silently waited, his body uncoiling from the tension of his trip.....
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My fursonas

[Arianoelle_Yenearsira]

(=^.^=)

Aria continued to stare at the palace before her, wondering what just went on in there. Her friend had told her a little of it, but not too much. Soon the cold got to her and with a sneeze, she looked around, spotting the tiger making his way inside the nearby inn. There was no sence in standing out there as it was getting darker. She made her way towards the door and walked in, feeling the warmth that was within. Drawing the hood down, her hair was finally free to tumble down her back in ice blue strands.

Icy blue gaze glanced around for a moment to see the others within, though she soon made her way towards the bar to see about a warm meal. Squeezing between two male ferrets, she called for the innkeeper, but found him a bit busy. Not one to be rude, she decided to wait till he was free...or partially free.

"Bit new here aren't you m'lady?" asked one of the ferrets as he seemed to eye her.

"Oui. I just arrived not to long ago," Aria said as she reached back to try and pin her hair up. Her voice held a soft French lilt to it.

"Newcomer? Oh you'll like it here. We're all friendly," said the other ferret. "Permit me, my name is James and this is my brother David."

"A pleasure," she said and then spotted the innkeeper making his way down the bar. She raised her hand to flag him down, though paused as she felt a touch to her tail. "Please remove your hand monsieur, whichever one of you has your hand upon my tail." There was a growl to her voice and her right hand curled so her claws were poised to strike. David, the wise ass of the brothers snickered as he trailed a finger down her semi-rain drenched tail.

"I rather like fluffy tails. Is the rest of you just as fluf..." He didn't get much further as he was soon knocked to the ground, Aria still poised from her punch to his nose.

"When a lady asks you to remove your hand, she means it," Aria hissed as she grabbed her bag and stepping over the fallen ferret, made her way towards the fireplace where the fire was bright and warm. Setting bag and violin case down, she reached her hands out before her to warm them and to get the chill from off her. She removed the cloak and set it on a hook to dry close to the fire place, muttering under her breath as she stood there.
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>Aria< >Tatiana<

[Lancelot Champlange]

"Here is your stew, m'lord. Is there anything else you need at this time?" the cute chipmunk waitress chirped as she set his meal before him. "No thank you, ma'amselle," Lancelot smiled at the lovely young girl, thinking to himself how he wouldn't mind her company later if he could have it. However, he returned to his more pressing need, a hot meal, as he began to devour the warm stew and bread loaf before him.

Continuing to scan the room as he ate his meal, the male's attention was brought over to the commotion near the bar when he saw a young female tiger deck out a rather rude ferret. Laughing softly, Lancelot rose and crossed the room to the bar, speaking directly to the Aria, "Are these two giving you trouble, Ma'amselle?"
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[Silvador]

Silvador walked through the door and glanced over the familiar scene. AS he was about to head to his usual table, a small commotion drew his attention and he saw a feisty tigress down a ferret.

"Now she's a beauty. Wouldn't mind getting to know her a little better." Silvador made his way towards the tigress, intrigued by her less ladylike side then side tracked to an empty table when he saw another tiger make his way over to her. "Hmm. Best not to intrude. it's pouring outside, i don't expect she'll be going too far. there will be plenty of time for introductions later on." The yellow rodent sat down, pushing his long mass of golden yellow hair to one side so he didn't sit on it.
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Fursonas: http://tinyurl.com/yzcsyug

[Lancelot Champlange]

Lancelot caught the slight movement of the rodent out of the corner of his eye, his military training easily making him aware of all going on around him, unsure if this was a companion of the ferrets getting ready to jump in. When he notices Silvador turning away, he refocused his attention on the pair of ferrets and Aria, taking her hand in his to place a light kiss on her knuckles, "My name is Lancelot Champlange, ma'amselle, and I am at your service if needed." Giving her a smile, he releases her hand and laughs softly, "Though it seems that you can take care of yourself easily."
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[Silvador]

Silvador ordered his usual meal and watched as the tiger greeted the tigress. He frowned a little when he saw him kiss her hand.

"Tough competition." He joked to himself. Deliberately, he looked around and tried to ignore the pair, not wanting to seem rude by staring. But he couldn't help but look at the beautiful tigress and without intending to, his long yellow, black tipped ears tuned in. Before they caught anything they had no right catching, Silvador shook his head and tried to think of something else.
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Fursonas: http://tinyurl.com/yzcsyug

[Arianoelle_Yenearsira]

(was out shopping with my dad, just got back an hour ago XD Crowds...mall...'fun'. Also remember boys, snow leopardess, her tiger stripes blend with her fur, her snow leopard markings stand out like snowflakes against her midnight blue fur ;} )

Aria's fluffed tail flicked lazily behind her as she tried to calm herself down quickly. When it came to males, she let it be known she was not to easy a push over as the ferret thought her to be. Closing her eyes for but a moment, she soon reached to once more fix her hair up into a bun so it was out of her way, yet her ear flicked as she heard the voice.

Turning her icy gaze towards the tiger, she blinked for but a moment, the allowed a sweet smile to come to her lips. "Not for long monsieur," she said, though light blush came to her cheeks with the kiss to her hand, her head tilting ever so slightly in a dainty way. "A pleasure to meet you monsieur Lancelot. My name is Arianoelle Yenearsira, though I go by either Aria or Noelle. I answer to both since my name is a bit of a mouthful." Soft wink was given towards him, though the movement of the other mal had been caught and a slight glance was given towards him, then her attention once more returned to Lancelot. "Ah oui, I don't take to such touches when they are uninvited. Though a lady should know how to defend herself so she is not always a damsel in distress."
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>Aria< >Tatiana<

[Lancelot Champlange]

Smiling when she introduces herself, Lance kisses her hand again softly, "It is my pleasure to make your acquaintence, Arianoelle. It is such a lovely name though a mouthful but not as lovely as the lady it identifies. You may call me Lance if you wish." He grins slightly, giving her a slight wink.

Flicking his tail lazily, he glanced down at the unconcious ferret and laughed, nodding his head, "It is good that you are able to protect yourself if you need to. I agree that a lady should be able to do so." Smiling at her again, he waves his hand toward his table, "Might I have the pleasure of your company for a little longer then, Aria?"
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[Arianoelle_Yenearsira]

Aria's smile remained upon her lips, though a soft purr came from her with the second kiss to her hand, though the blush upong her cheeks showed a little more. "My parents liked both names, butit was my mother that decided to combine them to what it is now." She chuckled softly and nodded. "Like the knight from the books of King Arthur and his knights of the round table. A fitting name for one such as yourself."

Icy eyes looked towards the ferret she had flattened and to his brother that was still trying to bring him around, he himself stunned at the power she had in a simple punch. "Needed to know such little things to ward off the males in the opera house that had roaming hands. They learned fast that this dancer was not just a pretty face." She looked towards the table and nodded. "I would be honored." With a slight bob of a curtsy, she reached for her bag and violin case, leaving her cloak to dry. She noticed the bar keep near and made a quick order of some warm soup and some earl grey tea if they had any.
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>Aria< >Tatiana<

[Lancelot Champlange]

"Then they have true taste, ma'amselle, and should be honored to give such a lovely gift to their daughter," Lancelot complimented, being a bit of a flirt as he returns her smile. Laughing softly, he nods at the reference to the legendary knight, "My father had a passion for literature and I was thusly named after that infamous knight who served King Arthur."

His look followed hers down to the prostrate ferret and his brother, laughing softly as he listens to her explanation, "A useful talent, I am sure, since there are those among the male species who think they have the right to fondle a lady anytime they wish just by the fact that they have a penis between their legs." He smiled then at her acceptance of his invitation, turning to the barkeep as she places her order, "Put anything the lady orders on my bill."

Placing a hand on the small of her back, he guides Aria toward his table and pulls out her chair for her, waiting for his new companion to take her seat before seating himself.
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[Mr Writer]

(i think i'll take part if i may)

"Ohhh..blasted rain! If only it were sunny!"

Alexi was running down the street from Delights Castle, clutching a stack of small books, wrapped in brown paper that despite his best efforts, were getting wet.

"Couldent he have request new shipment of Passion of Fur and Flesh, on sunny day?!"

Whith a rather lound boom, Alexi charged intot he hotel lobby, soaked from head to toe. He looked over his brown stack of books carefuly, then grinned widely to see that his work was quite unharmed. He laughed heartidly, waving his fist at the door, announcing his triumphent defeat over the rain.

"BAHH! You can not ruin the work of Alexi Mosanawicz so easily rain!"

Alexi set the stack of books on the counter top and streached his arms wide into the air, showing the defined muscles of one who values his fitness. He had been rushed this morning, after finishing his jog around the country side, was approached by the proprioter of the hotel to request new books. Taking passion for those who enjoyed his work, Alexi diddnt change back into his usual clothing, and stood in the lobby with naught but a soaked pair of pants. Not was unusual in this town, but it was mostly the women who tended to walk around half naked.

Alexi slammed his paw down on the counter and laughed again.

"An order of Alexi's fine work for good sir of hotel!" he stated to the receptionist.

Alexi was still excited about the delivery, always taking even the smallest challanges and turning them into life accomplishments.

The receptionist undid the brown wrapping and looked over the new issues of Passion of Fur and Flesh, and begain to stock them on a book rack near the counter. She smile and notioned for him to wait there while she fetched the owner. Alexi smile and cracked his knucles, a trial of patience, no doubt he felt. His eyes wandered over to the fireplace where he cought the look of two individuals he had never seen before. He smile and waved at the tiger when thier eyes met.



((here is Alexi's bio if you need any reference: http://forums.pleasurebonbon.com/forums/viewtopic.php?t=8285))
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Mr Writers Fursona (Updated)
http://forums.pleasurebonbon.com/forums/viewtopic.php?t=8285

And yes, I do wear a bag on my head. Why do you ask?

[Arianoelle_Yenearsira]

"Many have said they chose a wonderful name and I do all I can to keep them honored by behaving....as best I can. Not saying I was a perfect child, but of course i behaved when I had to," A bit of a sly grin crept over her lips. "Your father chose well as I said. I'm a bit of a bookworm myself when I got the chance to read, though that was when I wasn't busy with my studies for school or lessons in the opera house or with my parents." She blinked softly though as he told the barkeep to put her order on his bill. "Monsieur I..." she was about to say that he didn't have to, but she let out a soft breath. "How can I ever repay you?"

As she was led towards the table, she stepped on the downed ferret's tail, which was responded with a shriek and the male sitting up. "What the hell hit me?" she heard the ferret ask. "Her fist, knocking you flat." Was the responce. Aria chuckled as she heard that, though set her bag and violin case beside the table and out of the way as she sat in the chair that was pulled out for her. "Merci and oui, some males tend to...think with the wrong head, to which it gets them in trouble. Then there are some that tend to still think with the other head, but they behave themselves. Though of course there are the ones that think with the correct head and save such actions for behind closed doors." Having put emphasis on the word 'head' twice to show which it was she spoke of. She was curious to know which he was thinking with, but honestly, she didn't seem to care for the moment as she was in the company of a handsome gentleman.
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>Aria< >Tatiana<

[Lancelot Champlange]

"Of course, we always behave for our parents when we have to but what child would ever be considered the perfect child? Some parents would claim publicly that their son or daughter is one but I believe they are fabricating the truth a little." He chuckles, sitting across from her, "It may not seem so but I am as well. I love to spend a quiet night with a good book on occasion." As the waitress delivers her order, he slides the required coins to the chipmunk with a smile, "Your company is payment enough, m'lady. You needn't feel indebted to me for the cost of a meal."

Lancelot looks back to the counter momentarily as Alexi enters, a slight interest in his conversation with the barkeep as his ear twitch toward the conversation. Even in the crowded noisy room, he could take out enough bits and pieces to gain a basic understanding of the conversation between the newcomer and the barkeep, having attuned his auditory senses to a keen edge from his years in the miliatary. "Perhaps this gentleman might be of some interest for finding interesting reading," he thought to himself, inclining his head in greeting toward Alexi before focusing his attention back to his female companion.

He laughs softly, nodding in agreement with her, "Yes, some men tend to let the wrong head think for them too much. I admit that I have had my moments too where it has controlled my thoughts but the wiser head usually wins out and I behave myself. I prefer to think with the correct head and let my actions speak for me." He leans closer to her, giving her hand a surreptious squeeze as he smiles at her, "I have found that when someone prefers to save things for behind closed doors they are better there then those who make it public what they like to do behind those doors."
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[Silvador]

Silvador watches the couple carefully, watching as the tiger places his hand on the dark colored beauty's hand.

'Hm, with a punch like that, i personally wouldn't be coming on that strong my friend." the rodent thought to himself as he leaned back in his chair.
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[Maxwell The Tiger]

(Can I Join?)

Maxwell walked in through the door, along with Nichols,"We need to find you some entertainment" said Nic, "Ha - Ha, Very funny" Max replied sarcastically.

As Max and Nic walked, Max waved at his acquaintance Silvador before noticing his face was fixed on a young lady in the hands of A tall, Vain looking Tiger. "He he, Your out of luck Silv" Max thought to himself.



Max grabbed a seat and they both got some drinks, "Hey, let's stay a while and see what's going on" said Nic "Alexi, Wassup?" He also shouted...
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[Silvador]

sighting motion out of the corner of his eye, Silvador turned his head to see Max enter and waved back before returning his gaze to it's previous sight.
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Fursonas: http://tinyurl.com/yzcsyug

[Arianoelle_Yenearsira]

Was grateful for the company, having been on the road herself for a while, she had no one to talk to till the squirrel had offered her the ride. She chuckled softly though with his words and nodded. "Thankfully my parents never did that with me. They let me show that I was well behaved, to which I didn't disappoint. It was at school that I mainly let the rough edge show a bit." Her tail flicked a little as she listened, though nodded. "A good book, a warm fire. Always pleasant. Mmm...or a good warm drink." As her meal was brought to her, she nodded to the chipmunk, though with his words,she began to think of something she could do to repay him. She wasn't one to let such a deed go unthanked. . "A good warm soup, just what I needed after all that rain."

For a moment she looked over as Alexi had entered and watched, though she looked back to Lance as he spoke and chuckled. "Those that advertise it are either desperate, or just don't care as to who hears. I'm not one to advertise what happens behind closed doors. That would only be kept between myself and whoever I'm with." Soft purr was heard in her voice with those words. She blew on the soup a little before taking a spoonful, chewing on the meat and vegetables that were mixed in. She swallowed the mouthful, feeling it warm her body a bit more. Ears flicked as Max and Nic entered, her eyes watching them for a moment, before she looked back towards her companion. "So, if I may ask. How long have you been here and what do you do here?"
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>Aria< >Tatiana<

[Lancelot Champlange]

(Not at all, Max, being a fellow tiger we may either get along fabulously or be even bigger rivals then myself and Silvador. But only time and RP will tell, neh?)

"Yes, most parents to appreciate their children when they are well behaved and reward them for it. Mine are no different in that aspect and I was too." He grins at her remarks about showing her rougher side at school, nodding, "Of course, when we are away from the watchful eye of mother and father we tend to let loose a little more. When I left home so many years ago,....well....I'll just say that I sowed many wild oats." His tail flicked behind him lazily as his ears twitched, catching snippets of conversations around the room while he dined on his soup, feeling it warm his body, "Yes, a good book and a nice glass of mulled wine make a pleasant evening for me." He smiled at her again, "Indeed, with the poor weather being as it is now a good warm bowl of soup is only second best to having good company to keep one warm under tightly wrapped blankets." A slight wink and soft chuckle as he takes a sip of his drink.

Twitching his ears toward the boisterous pair entering, Lance turned his head slightly to watch them for a moment, dipping his head in a slight bow toward the other male tiger as his tail swayed slightly, taking a more rigid motion as he watched the pair ordering drinks and take a seat. "Hmmm....a pair to keep my eye on. They could be good allys or respected rivals," Lance thought to himself.

Smiling at her soft purr, Lancelot nodded again, a purr of his own coming forth in response to her words, "Exactly, I enjoy the company of a lovely woman but I don't feel the need to advertise my desire for her. If I am lucky enough to be invited to join her behind a closed door then what happens there is kept between her and myself." He leans back a moment, stretching slightly, "I just arrived here recently and for the moment, I am afraid that I am unemployed but I think I should be able to find work easily enough."
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[Maxwell The Tiger]

(Seeing as your Fursona is a more Posh well presented Knight and mine is in idiotic fun loving Boxer, it would probably be funny to have a confrontation, I'm Game!! Nic Isn't a Tiger though, I haven't really established what he is yet)
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[Lancelot Champlange]

(-laughs- He's not really posh, per se, he comes from a middle class merchant family but he is wealthy enough to afford nice things.)
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[Maxwell The Tiger]

Max enjoy's conversation with Nic for a while, noticing he is exchanging glances with the other Tiger across the room... Somehow He felt uncomfortable. "Hay, What are you staring at?!" Max yelled at Lancelot.

Nic was shocked, Max was never the type to start a fight so readily, "Max what the hell is wrong with you?!" Nic felt it must be a "Tiger Thing"
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[Silvador]

Silvador walked over to Max's table, his plate of food in his hands, and sat down.

"I wouldn't pick a fight with him if i were you, he doesn't seem to be one that would go down easily. With a little luck his companion there might just do it for me if he's not careful." Silvador snickered. "She's already flattened an overly frisky ferret and i personally think he's coming onto her a bit strong for a first meeting. If i'm correct, he may be lucky to score a night alone with her, but i dare say it won't lead to much more than that."
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Fursonas: http://tinyurl.com/yzcsyug

[Lancelot Champlange]

Raising his eyebrow at the loud-mouthed tiger, Lancelot shifted his place as he focus turned for a moment from his lovely companion, "I'm not looking at anything in particular except my lovely companion, sir. Just because my gaze passes over you doesn't mean I was staring."

Shaking his head, Lance turned his attention back to Aria, though keeping aware of what Max and his friend were doing from the corner of his eye.
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[Maxwell The Tiger]

Max got a hold of himself, realizing he was the one picking a fight, he slowly turned to Silvador who was now at their table. Annoyed with the way the other Tiger shook his head at him, he quickly downed his beer.

"I don't Like Him" He said, no longer staring, Nic Replied to Max "No Shit, you forgot your brain at home?" Then Max said to Silvador "I could take him, I don't go down so easy either" He was ignoring his common sense. "What do you like that girl or something?" while Nic said that he looked at Silvador as if to say "Sorry"

"Nah, I don't like French People, such as Fran, he's a pain" Max tried to ignore his own racist tone. "You Like her though Silv"

Aware that Max is a mean drunk, he snatched the beer out of Max's hands,"I don't want you in the same room as that tiger while your drunk, eat something instead."
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[Silvador]

"If gods exist, then she was sculpted by the god of beauty and sent to this world as a way to show us what we are missing." Silvador said in response to his friend's question. "Yes, i like her, very much so."
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Fursonas: http://tinyurl.com/yzcsyug

[Maxwell The Tiger]

Nic Laughs, "Ha ha, you're such a fag! Ah, feelings, He-he, AH-HA-HAAGH"

Max Just thought about how stupid his laugh sounded. Nic Nearly fell out of his chair

(By the way that's just Nic's character, Sexist)
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[Silvador]

Silvador looked at Nic as he laughed. "While you may only think of bending her over and sticking her from behind, I think of a passionate evening, teasing, tantalizing and then finally moving her very essence the way a beautiful woman should be moved. When dealing with a rose, care and attention to detail must be given in spades lest you be stung by it's thorns. Only after applying your gentle and loving touch they way it should be applied will you be blessed with the privilege of smelling it's captivating scent."
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[Maxwell The Tiger]

Nic was not passionate enough to understand most of what Silvador just said, but what he did understand led to his reply. "Well I don't think Of Fucking her, I'm married. The only reason we're at the DC is because HE'S not... and I hate roses" (points at Maxwell)

Max Then Said "Silvador Ignore him, But if you feel so romantically about her I don't think you should be waiting for that Guy to be done with her and then pick up his scraps." The only reason Max said this was to give him a reason to confront this "Lancelot"
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