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Post by ~XIII~ on Feb 27, 2011 18:50:16 GMT -7
Void laid comfortably across her bed. She had made great progress today and she felt she was deserving of some rest. Today alone she had turned over two heroes to the darkness. Neither were fit for the Eternal Black, but it was still progress. However, her nap wouldn't happen. She simply laid there, staring at the ceiling. "Damn it, woman, sleep!" she growled to her self.
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Post by Mechanical-Menace on Feb 27, 2011 19:03:36 GMT -7
Stark was swinging around the Palace of Shadow's hallways, making his way to his room. However, he fell short of the next candle link and fell to the ground. The Heartless crashed to the floor, hard. "Shit! That hurt! Stupid candle links!" he yelled as he rubbed his shoulder. He looked up at the wall, or where there should of been a wall. Instead there was a door, with a "1" engraved into it. He gulped hard as he realized what he just did.
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Post by ~XIII~ on Feb 27, 2011 19:14:35 GMT -7
Void, who had just fallen asleep, opened her eye with a deep growl. It was a growl dark enough to scare even a Heartless. Slowly she got up and walked to the door. As she expected, when she opened the door she found none other than Stark lying at her feet. "Stark," She said with the same dark growl. " what, in the name of everything dark and evil, are you doing?! Do you realize that I FINALLY went to sleep and you woke me up? Do you?! And do you realize how ANGRY that makes me!? What did you do this time? Talk quick before I decide to get violent."
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Post by Mechanical-Menace on Feb 27, 2011 19:19:43 GMT -7
Stark bowed on his knees, placing his head on the ground, his long hair lay wildly. "I'm sorry ma'am," he began quickly, using his weird ability to talk extremely fast, "I was just swinging through the hall trying to make it to my room before heading to Agrabah so that I could turn as many of its citizens into Heartless. I left something in my room so I was trying to hurry to get it when I misjudged the distance to the next candle link and fell to the floor and here we are now, ma'am." The Dark Mistress was the only person he was actually scared of, and he had pissed her off.
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Post by ~XIII~ on Feb 27, 2011 19:29:52 GMT -7
Void looked thoughtful for a moment. She really hated that he had woken her up, but at least THIS time he had a good excuse. Should she let him go this time, or punish him? Hm, such a difficult choice. She loved to punish people, but Stark hadn't REALLY done anything to deserve it. "Ah fine. I won't punish you. Just don't do it again. That was a waste of my breath. You would never be able to NOT be so clumsy. Anyway. I guess since I'm up, I'll go with you. After all, I'm not going to get to sleep again until who knows when. Might as well have something to do. Get whatever you left and come back to my room. As quick as you can without breaking something." With that, she vanished back into her room.
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Post by Mechanical-Menace on Feb 27, 2011 19:33:24 GMT -7
Stark nodded in acknowledgment and disappeared down the hall and was back in under a minute. He hesitantly knocked on her door, hating to disturb her. "Mistress, I have returned." he squeaked.
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Post by ~XIII~ on Feb 27, 2011 19:39:05 GMT -7
"Come in, Stark. Nice timing." She said with a chilling chuckle. What made it worse was that you couldn't see anything but her eyes. Bright, almost glowing, purple orbs of hate, destruction, sadistic urges, and seduction in total darkness. It was erie. Even her Neoshadows hated going in her room. "You may sit. I maybe a moment. I must dress part after all."
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Post by Mechanical-Menace on Feb 27, 2011 19:57:49 GMT -7
The Heartless entered her room and sat in a black and red chair next to the door. This was one of the only times that Stark didn't have his trademark grin on his face. He began to twiddle his thumbs and look around the room. Black and red. Then, his mind began to wander. "Hmm, I wonder what she looks like without any clothes?" his mind began. "She's darkly dashing." he thought to himself. He shook his head to clear his mind of these thoughts. "I wish she'd hurry." he thought, trying to change the subject of his own mind.
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Post by ~XIII~ on Feb 27, 2011 20:13:33 GMT -7
Suddenly light filled the room. Void had lit the candle on her bed side table. Now she was standing before Stark in nothing more than a matching black lace bra and panty set holding two Arabian type outfits. "Which looks better to you? This one makes me look like a princess, this one make me look common. I'm leaning more toward the princess look. What about you?" Both outfits would have been dashing on her. She was the Queen of Darkness after all, the charming, beautiful, sexy side of the dark. She just felt like Stark deserved a say, since she had yelled at him earlier.
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Post by Mechanical-Menace on Feb 27, 2011 20:22:30 GMT -7
Stark got wide eyed and felt the blood begin to flow out of his nose. He quickly inhaled through his nose and swallowed the blood. He coughed from the flavor. After he was able to speak again, he said, "I think the common one, we don't need to draw any unwanted attention before we want it." he said, raising the cloth mask up over his nose. He was in his desert disguise as well, all that was left was for him to pull up the hood, to cover his unusual eyes. "I just had to ask, didn't I?" he asked himself as he looked away.
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Post by ~XIII~ on Feb 27, 2011 20:29:27 GMT -7
"Hm. Fine. I would have rather looked like a princess, but for once in your life, you are right." She laid down both outfits on her bed. "Though that means I cannot wear this particular bra." However, that was easier said than done. After two or three times of attempting to undo it she growled and walked over to Stark. "Undo it. I obviously can't right now."
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Post by Mechanical-Menace on Feb 27, 2011 20:33:42 GMT -7
Another flood of blood rushed to his nose, but took a detour to his stomach. He shakily reached up and tried to undo the bra, however, due to his inexperience in this area, and his chain screwing his life up, it became extremely complicated. Stark actually got the bra undone, and he cheered triumphantly inside his head. But fortune did not favor him today, as the clasps got hooked onto his chain. "YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME?!" he screamed in his own mind.
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Post by ~XIII~ on Feb 27, 2011 20:38:34 GMT -7
Void looked back over her shoulder and shrugged. She easily slipped out it and stroded across her room and retrieved a strapless bra. She got changed rather quickly. Dispite being commonly dressed, her way-above-average looks still made her look like some exotic, gothic princess. "What is your deal? Never seen a near-naked woman before?"
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Post by Mechanical-Menace on Feb 27, 2011 20:47:55 GMT -7
Stark angrily fought with the bra, trying to get it unhooked from his chain. Eventually, in desperation, he flailed his arm and the bra flew across the room and landed on Voids bed, neatly folded. He glared at the undergarment. "No, as a matter of fact, I haven't." then his smile came back, evident even from behind the mask. "I'd rather kill them than look at them."
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