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Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2017 11:32 am
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Chiara knew the purpleblood was fallowing her. He was not good at stealth. She grinned, seeing what he had in store for her. When she was pulled into a small closet, the purpleblood's body pressed close to hers, she felt her annoyance flare up a bit. She still had Elidae's actions on her thinkpan, the feelings of being not in control, and it made her feel defensive, angry. So, Cerpin wanted answers. Of course he did. Well hell if she was gonna give up her leverage. If he wanted something from her, well he was gonna have to work for it.
"Humm..." Chiara started, as if debating weather she was going to tell him anything, or what to say to him. She reached up and ran her hands through Cerpin's hair, grabbing his head and pulling it down to her lips.
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2017 10:41 am
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Her annoyance turned to anger as Cerpin actually slammed her back against the wall. Look at him, giving so much away so quickly. Guess Sascha actually was something to him, not that she didn't already know that from his performance in the yellowblood's office.
Still, she found it hard not to take the attack in the closet as a real attack, and her anger flared up. Cerpin thought he was all that, all powerful and in charge of both her and his life. Well, Chiara was sick of the uppity purpleblood. He needed to learn his place. "Cerpin," Chiara started, unable to keep the anger from her voice. "You just walked in here, without your little yellowblood disguise, with your little redblood criminal, and you expect me to just let you get away with it?" Chiara pushed the purpleblood back, hard, using her power to enhance her strength. It was subtle enough that should he ask she could just say she had super strength or something, but it also did the job. She tried to pin Cerpin against the wall now, her knee placed right between his legs should he try anything funny.
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Posted: Thu Oct 26, 2017 2:41 pm
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Chiara's eyes softened. She was over reacting. She needed to get her thinkpan around the Elidae thing, or it would continue to bleed into her other affairs. She eased up on her hold on the purpleblood. Part of her, a part that she was trying to fight, a fight she had been fighting her entire life, wanted to make Cerpin understand his place. He was going around, expecting him and herself to be on the same team, the same side.
Chiara took a deep breath, and leaned as far back as she could in the small closet. "Your right," She said, folding her arms over her chest. "Im.... Chiara had to force herself to continue. She did not like giving up her secrets, her plans, but Cerpin was right. Maybe having a partner would be a good idea, or at least not the worst idea. "Im sorry Cerpin. Your not the enemy here. Sascha works for me, that's the base of my interest." She sighed, but continued. "Sascha is also in a powerful position, as im sure you can see, and he has access to information." She did lean in to the purpleblood, giving him a serious look. "Like a list of all the trolls that, somehow, arnt on the records, and need, say, a voucher for their existence." She moved her hands to her hips. "A list i presume you might be interested in..." She tilted her head to the side, but did not smile. "Or is flirting the only reason you do anything?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2017 11:35 am
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Chiara frowned. She had given away a lot more of her plan than Cerpin did of his. Not that he really had a plan, but he had gotten this far. There had to be more reasoning than just that.
Then the purpleblood "apologized" and Chiara's anger flared up again. She got right in his face, close enough to almost be kissing, but there were no romantic intentions here. Her voice was quite, but intense. "You treat me like you just did again," Chiara said, almost growling. "And you will severely regret it." She backed off just a bit, not smiling in the slightest. "And do you really want to try me Cerpin? I suggest you think up a better apology for next time we meet..." Chiara growled.
She eased back again, forcing the tension out of her body. She also forced a smile onto her face. "Dont make me get the handcuffs and chains out." It was a joke, they were her favorite.... intimate toys, so to speak. She tried to say it in a joking tone, but her hard anger was difficult to hide. With that she moved to open the closet door, flick her hair over her shoulder, and go on her way.
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