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 Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 5:39 pm
Reynard saw Caleb, and then paled, his ears flat against his head.
"...uh..."
He began to run away, horrified.
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 5:47 pm
Caleb watched the man run away. He tilted his head slightly to the right.
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 5:52 pm
Reynard hid behind Moé, who was still smirking a little bit.
Moé gestured to the fox-eared/tailed man behind her.
"This is my father, Reynard. He's a fox demon who goes into an animal form when he desperately needs food. He will usually just ask for it, and I give him the leftovers, but he waited too long..."
Reynard pointed at Caleb.
"Y-Y... You tried to make a pelt outta... me!"
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 5:57 pm
"....I was going to take you out of my home." Caleb corrected.
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 6:01 pm
Reynard whined.
"Sure, that's what they all say. Heck, I once saw a guy say that while hiding the dog-trumpet behind him!"
He made a portal and left at that very moment.
Moé's head drooped.
"Forgive me, Sir. I left the house... I guess I shouldn't leave the house... just... agh."
She sullenly began to walk back upstairs.
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 6:10 pm
Caleb turned his attention to his student. "...I do not care if you needed to leave." He walked after her.
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 6:14 pm
Moé saw him walking after her and froze, blushing.
"A-Are you sure?"
A pit of longing developed in her stomach, but she did her best to ignore it.
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 6:18 pm
"I am quite sure." Caleb replied. He continued walking to her until he was right in front of her.
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 6:21 pm
Moé had trouble speaking.
"O-Okay, then. I'm happy if you're happy..."
She went inside of her room, and went onto her bed, clutching her stomach.
Her entire body felt hot, and she had to strain to keep the putrid thoughts from entering her head.
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 6:24 pm
Caleb turned back around. He returned to the study, ignoring the odd man who now was in his home.
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 6:27 pm
Moé hurriedly turned off all her lights, and went to sleep, hoping that her dreams would wash the thoughts away.
They didn't.
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 6:41 pm
Caleb, picking up the tome off of the table, did not want to read in the study. He returned up the stairs and walked into the parlor. Seating himself into the leather chair. The roar of the fire kept him company as he read alone.
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 6:42 pm
Moé fell asleep, uncomfortable due to her horrid thoughts.
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 6:54 pm
Caleb continued to read. The warm light felt more welcoming, but, he still felt slightly....cold.
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 6:57 pm
Moé heavily disliked the fact that her genes were somewhat based off of her father's mother, as the apple didn't fall far from the tree, and that's why the rancid thoughts were in her head.
Somewhat.
She laid awake in bed, too scared to fall asleep or move, should she assault Caleb by either method.
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