||[Apr. 3rd, 2007|11:59 pm]
The Scribe's Mind - An Exercise in Self Indulgence
*insert cliche screams of rage and threats of finding ways to burn outside the 4th wall*
You're getting mad again, Hinoken.
Will I have to take extreme measures then, sir?
... What can a sick girl do to me?
This. *hands on his shoulders and then... a cheek kiss!*
Bah. I get worse in a bar at 10 PM. :[
*knee to the groin instead*
Oh, like a man never sees that coming.
You're smarter then most the men I know.
*taps her chin*
Come 'ere, I'll tell you something.
You're scared of a sick little girl? *coughcoughs*
*approaches, making sure to keep his legs together* >[
*leans forward as if to whisper something... instead grabs Hinoken's head with both hands and plants a kiss on his lips*
*and lo, Hinoken returns it, seeing fit to teach her a lesson*
>O *flails and backs off, coughing now*
*shakes fist, in between coughing fits, and flees*