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Vas Captio Mods (vas_captio_mod) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-08-12 20:07:00

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!complete, day 18, location: theatre, open, remy lebeau, the doctor (nine), the management

Management Thread; 6:00PM, Theatre
Who: The Management and OTA
What: Survey collection and funtimes
Where: Theatre
When: 6:00 PM
Rating: Well, that would depend on who shows up
Status: OPEN.

Bits and pieces of Management floated in the air until they coagulated into a human form, sitting in a contemplative manner in one of the chairs inside the theatre. The air was very still in the empty building save for the bits of Management, and the lights were dimmed. It was raining harder still as the form became complete, and the shape was unmistakeably human. Management arose from his chair and dusted himself off. He righted his suit as was his habit, and marched out into the rain.

He certainly wasn't pleased he had to go about and do this again, but he had such a wonderful experience the first time, he figured why not? All bad blood aside, he was eager to meet more of the guests. The rain stopped as soon as Management stepped out, but it continued raining harshly all around the theatre. He fixed his glasses.

Don't keep Management waiting, kiddies. It's bad manners.

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Re: 6:50 PM

teh_management
2009-08-26 07:41 am UTC (link)

He tilts his head a little, "Your ass? Quite a luxury to be possessive, monsieur." At the following requests, his eyes widen behind his shades, and he reels back as far as he can which isn't much, and he laughs. Loud and raucous and slightly incredulous. "Well, I'll see--" more laughter followed and he shook his head, trying to reign it in, "I'll see what I can do for you, monsieur. Although I make no promises." His tone was condescending at the last stretch, and he took the invasion of his personal space in stride. His hand was twitching at his side. Maybe not so in stride. Look at that grin.

Not so carefree.

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Re: 6:50 PM

ace_of_clubs
2009-08-26 01:41 pm UTC (link)

Not so carefree. Remy saw that, and he was finally backing poor Billy up against the wall behind him, so that there was no more room to run. And that was when his body was able to make full contact, sliding it up against the member of Management, all cat-like grace and long, lean limbs. Hips met first, then chest against chest, and he moved both hands down to snag onto those suited wrists so that he could pin them against the wall near to the other man's shoulders, but he was smiling, and the rumble in his chest was nearly like a purr.

He caught you.

"We see." He agreed in a more throaty tone, red eyes locking onto those sunglasses before they lowered to his mouth, then further down to his jaw, and Remy leaned in to run his tongue along said jaw.

Freaked out yet, Billy?

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Re: 6:50 PM

teh_management
2009-08-29 12:24 pm UTC (link)

Freaked out? You forget who you're trying to rape, monsieur. This is Management, Billy if you will, who played a role in captaining several of these experiments. Oh, definitely not the mastermind, but certainly a part of a cohort. The panic room, the little surgical piece some people were lucky to get through. Yes, he helped. Yes, he was behind the scenes, taking notes, watching it all happen. There was the See-no-evil room. Can't-breathe-if-my-life-depended-on-it-and-oh-lookie-it-does room, as well. So, freaked out?

Not quite.

But bothered? Annoyed? Oh quite. And licking his jaw? Not a pleasant feeling. Management isn't very touchy-feely. At least, this one isn't. He's less hands-on than most. Unless he likes you.

But that's a different ballpark isn't it? And he definitely isn't inviting you, monsieur, to his birthday party, let me tell you that. "I think you're overstepping your boundaries," he politely points out, with a gruff edge to his voice and he lifts his knee to force some distance between the bodies and kick out against the bold Cajun.

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Re: 6:50 PM

ace_of_clubs
2009-08-31 01:26 pm UTC (link)

When that knee came up and Remy was kicked back, he laughed some, taking those few steps away and smoothing a hand down over his chest as if to get rid of the wrinkles that had appeared there while he was in that close proximity to the other man. However, he'd had his fun, and the laughter continued as he backed away a bit further, lifting one hand to salute to the other man before a wink followed.

"Gonna fin' you la'er, homme. We gonna dance." He promised in a smooth voice, before he turned on his heel and headed down those steps. It was strange, the way he'd just backed off so quickly. It was like a lion attacking a gazelle, then simply spooking and taking off in the other direction. Bet you didn't know what had made him turn tail and run, Billy, but we bet you wished that you did.

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	Re: 6:50 PM teh_management 2009-09-02 10:45 pm UTC (link)
	"'Til then, monsieur," the edge was still present in his voice and he waved stiffly. You don't need any enemies here, Monsieur LeBeau. Especially not Management. Oh it is quite curious, and he does wonder. But he counts this as a tentative draw and it will do. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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