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Marcus ([info]marcus_cole) wrote in [info]mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-07-11 07:27:00

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Entry tags:complete, day 7, faith lehane, marcus cole, pheromones

The virgin and the Slayer
Who: Marcus and Faith
What: Love is in the air
When: 10:07 am
Where: The meadow, near the forest
Rating: PG, but probably going to be PG-13 for sexual themes
Status: Complete



Marcus had just had breakfast, and had decided to attempt a simple walk. Not an intrepid exploration, not a desperate search for escape, just a regular after-breakfast walk. It was a beautiful day, but there was something funny in the air. It was like an odor, but he was having trouble smelling it. It was more like there was a sensible feeling, or external mood around him. He imagined it was seeping into him, but the whole thing gave him the sunny summer willies. He hoped he wasn't the only one feeling this, otherwise he would have to be disappointed in himself for how little time it had taken for his mind to go. Despite his ambivalence about the planet's kindness, he didn't believe it was about to let any of them get sick and die. Oh well. He'd keep his eyes open and see what happened. Nothing else to be done, really.



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[info]dark_slayer
2008-07-16 12:37 am UTC (link)
She parried the attempted blow to her chest and while he was distracted with her sword, she darted forward and kissed him once more, this time harder. Eyes wide and very insane, she laughed and attacked again, sword flailing in a seemingly random manner, but very effective at the same time. This time, she ran around behind him to attack his back.

"I'll love you even if you're hurt... don't worry, I'll take care of you after I make you bleed..."

She gasped in hurt, her face taking on a incredibly distressed look for just a second before she swung her sword at his lower back.

"Why won't you love me? Why? I'm pretty and strong and really, really good in bed! I can prove it!"

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[info]marcus_cole
2008-07-16 09:40 am UTC (link)
Good Lord, she was fast! Marcus fell forward, staggered, to the ground as the flat of Faith's blade struck him in the small of the back. He got up instantly, and swung his pike around, hoping to sweep her off her feet unexpectedly. He lips tingled where she had briefly kissed him again. How had she got inside his defenses long enough to do that?

"Do you know how crazy you sound? Would you really make me bleed just so you could take care of me? I can see that you are pretty, I can tell that you are strong, and I am happy to take your word for it that you are good in bed, but I can't force myself to love someone. Not only are you crazy, but I just met you!"

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[info]dark_slayer
2008-07-16 09:49 am UTC (link)
She was too fast, and too agile, to fall for that. The pike swept at her feet, and with a sort of graceful ease, she jumped up and over it at the last second, landing back on her feet. She turned her sword around so the sharp edge showed, and went for his neck. Of course, she didn't put her full strength behind the blow, she didn't want to behead him. She just wanted him to realize that he couldn't beat her, and give up. Somehow, she thought that if he did that, then he would love her. She would only mark him a little, she decided. Enough so that he would bleed.

"Crazy is just a viewpoint. I get what I want, Marcus. I want you. Deal with it." She laughed as her sword flashed in towards his neck. "You can love me, and you will. Love and sex both don't mind how long you've known someone."

Of course, that was sort of her standard MO when it came to sex, so it made sense that it would apply to love, as well. Or at least as much sense as anything that she ever thought made.

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[info]marcus_cole
2008-07-16 10:08 pm UTC (link)
Marcus had barely turned around when Faith trained her sword on his neck, and he wasn't able to move out of the way of the blade without sustaining a razor-thin cut along the side. He was starting to lose response time, he could tell, but the Slayer just kept coming. Though it bothered him to admit it, he realized she was just faster, stronger, and a better fighter than him. He couldn't win.

"You want me? And how's that? Dead?"

Quickly his mind turned over his possible options. He could let her win, and suffer God knows what sexual and physical abuse, he could attempt to run, or he could kill himself right now and get it over with. Given those choices, he decided he would be best trying to run. In between ducking and dodging, he looked around for the most likely safe-haven.

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[info]dark_slayer
2008-07-16 10:32 pm UTC (link)
As his head whipped around, she suddenly faltered for just a second. A dream she'd had came into her mind, and when she had dreams, it was best to pay attention. She frowned. Long, dark hair, English accent... maybe...

"Hey! Marcus! Do you like to teach people crap? You know, about the supernatural and shit like that?"

Her eyes narrowed as she circled around him, but she was a little off her game now. She wanted an answer to her question. Maybe he was the one.

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[info]marcus_cole
2008-07-17 09:02 am UTC (link)
Marcus, who had been seriously considering a dash for the forest, turned and stared at Faith again, completely surprised by her question.

"Do I what? Like to teach about supernatural 'crap'? What an odd thing to ask, and no, not particularly. I'm more of a doer than a teacher, really."

Barely parrying another stiff sword-stroke with his fighting pike, he wondered if he wouldn't get more assistance if he headed for the ranch. It was farther, though...

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[info]dark_slayer
2008-07-17 09:09 am UTC (link)
Oh, damn it. Not a teacher. He wouldn't work at all, then. Too bad, she'd been hoping she'd found who she was looking for. Still, no big deal. She quickly rallied. After all, she still loved him, despite the fact that he wasn't the one to fill the role she needed filled, according to her dream.

"Alright! So, back to making you love me, then!"

It wouldn't take her long to get back into the swing of things. Already her grip, which had loosened on her sword, was firming up again. She was preparing to attack once again, and she could tell her desired lover was tiring.

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[info]marcus_cole
2008-07-17 10:23 pm UTC (link)
As Faith began to firm up her resolve once more, Marcus decided that now was the time to make his break for it. Instantaneously contracting his pike, he turned abruptly and bolted for the compound, using every ounce of his breakfast calories to pitch himself toward the doors. He knew the smaller woman was also faster than him, and he prayed his headstart would be enough to save him. Where the hell was he going to hide when he got there? He didn't know, but at least he'd have options. He put his head down and ran.

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[info]dark_slayer
2008-07-17 11:33 pm UTC (link)
He never would have made it two steps if she wasn't still caught up in memories of her dream. It had distracted her just barely enough that she had let him slip away. By the time she realized his intention, he was gone, and she was left alone.

Of course, she wasn't going to put up with that. She was off behind him as quickly as she could. But it was too late. He made his way to a more crowded area, and she couldn't quite make him out from the other people.

She crossed her arms over her chest and scowled, but then a grin came to her full lips. Was she the slayer or wasn't she? She was really good at hunting things, and she would find him again. She was sure of it.

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