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walters_journal ([info]walters_journal) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-07-05 20:40:00

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Current music:Britney Spears- "Circus"
Entry tags:!dropped, day 14, location: carnival, merope gaunt, open, rorschach

There's Only Two Types of People in the World
Who: Rorschach and OTA (Merope? Here's yer chance, girlie. XD )
Where: Near enough the carnival
What: In his search for ho-hos, Rorschach wanders into a different part of Vas and experiences different effects. Suddenly, whores don't sound so bad to him.
When: 11:00 AM
Warnings/Rating: R for sexuality and smut
Status: Active



Rorschach muttered as he stumped along, angry that the entirety of Vas Captio appeared to be conspiring against him. He knew the real reason he couldn't find any ho-hos. They had been taken, from him, and hidden or disposed of simply so he couldn't get to them. It just figured.

He was going to kill them all.

Just then, as he approached the carnival, he started to feel odd. Tingly, and giddy, and strangely overheated. He removed his hat and mask, holding the former and stowing the latter safely in his pocket.



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[info]heartache
2009-07-30 05:05 am UTC (link)
Merope moved a little more so her head was against his chest, the deep purr of his voice resonating in his diaphragm as her spoke his short words. "..When you revive me somehow?" She was equally as sleepy and as wet as he had been, her right hand having found it's spot draped across his chest with her fingertips stroking his skin tenderly.

"You are the only person who has ever cared for me like I care for you." She leaned up a pressed a few kisses against his cheek.

Was she happy? Very much.

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