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Post by cayran on Jan 28, 2013 22:15:30 GMT -5
Amaury nearly deadpanned. Eyes wide and ears erect, the Somali tilted his head in question, arms folding across his chest loosely.
"Ya' wanna go ta' night?" He murmured, one hundred and one things running through his mind at once. The fact that she wanted to spend the night, to camp out with him in the middle of no where startled him, especially haver the precaution he had taken with her. Granted, Amaury knew nothing was most likely going to happen, but still, this was totally unexpected.
"Ah mean, ya' okay with dat cher? Don'cha feel like ya' need ta' go now ta' make me happy. I can wait if goin' ta'night makes ya' uncomfortable." She had suggested it though. If she was okay with it, then he definitely was.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 3, 2013 17:58:37 GMT -5
Vipurr suddenly burst into a hearty laugh. Something she could not recall if she had ever done. She was almost in tears when she could speak, "Please, I have safe guarded myself from toms my entire life. Spending one night out in a field with a tom not trained in combat does not bother me. " She sobered a little and with a smirk she looked directly at him "Anything is better than going back to the land of rainbows and sugar plums. If one more jellicle says 'I'm around if you wanna talk' I may punch them. And that is among the nicer things I can do to someone. I just need to get away" She said
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Post by cayran on Feb 3, 2013 21:30:16 GMT -5
Amaury eyed her, ears perked and face scrunched in confusion. He didn't know whether to take that as a compliment or an insult. It was a nip at his pride really.
He would've never hurt her, but he wasn't completely and totally helpless. He was a country boy - rugged, wild, and yes, he could throw a punch. Still though, he guess he wasn't "combat" trained per say.
Shrugging his shoulders, Amaury ran his fingers through his shaggy head fur. "Mm'kay then cher'. Ya' wanna go ta'night, we'll go ta'night. I'm game ta' make camp where ever." He stated, eyebrows raised.
"Don' know how I'll last with out me somthin' ta' drink, but ah'm sure ah'll manage fer a day."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 13, 2013 21:00:20 GMT -5
Her dark green eyes caught his facial expression and body language. Had she....had she insulted him somehow? She certainly had not meant to. However her social skills....or there lack of didn't realize she was being presumptious or rude. Quickly her mind tried to figure out how to make it up to him. She came up with nothing. She sighed defeated. Then she heard him talk about his precious smelly drink. She blinked. Thats it! "Hey...wait, I know where you can get some more of that stuff." She said probably with more excitement then she had ever shown in her entire life. Although to the average jellicle, it was only a helpful idea. "We can hit town first. There is a store with those bottles in it. I know how to get in. We can get you that stuff and go" She hoped it was enough to make up for her assumption earlier. It struck her odd, but she didn't like that look of disappointment from the Somali she saw a few moments ago.
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Post by cayran on Feb 14, 2013 22:42:32 GMT -5
Amaury had been joking about the liquor. Yes, he loved to drink, and yes, he probably drank to much, but he'd be able to go a day or two without it. He wasn't a raging alcoholic after all, just a happy, subtle one. Nevertheless, the thoughts of providing him with the substance seemed to enthuse her, and Amaury smirked, a low chuckle resonating deep in his throat. "Okay,okay cher! I don' need it dat bad, but ah' ain't gonna turn down yo' offa!" He mused, wetting his lips. "You just lead da' way." He wan't above stealing, especially human made booze. He assumed that when she mentioned a store, she meant a human related one. They could easily slip in and out of it. Amaury was just thrilled to see her brighten up a bit. He liked it. He liked it even more to think that he possibly was the cause of her mood shift. Maybe he should go on vacations with pretty strangers more often. (Sucky post, I'm sorry! My hand hurts and I can only type with one. )
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Post by Deleted on Feb 15, 2013 7:31:26 GMT -5
(you are just fine dear. what happened?)
Vipurr was at least pleased to hear he wanted the smelly liquid. "I hope you do not mind a little petty thievery. Humans seem to overcome the fact they are missing a bottle or two." Vipurr's distaste for human showed in her face. She hated them.She couldn't believe how much she was doing to avoid the yard. Amaury seemed like he wasn't one of their kind either. They were all so damn happy! What was there to be happy about? They seemed unprepared for any attacks. What the hell was wrong with them? Did the know how much her former captor hated them? She shook her mind of her racing thoughts. She hoped she hadn't missed his response. Her ears ticked in his direction as she made her way passed the stores in the shadows.
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Post by cayran on Feb 15, 2013 16:41:02 GMT -5
(I broke it. :/ )
"Nah," Amaury slurred, waving his hand slightly. "Ah' don' mind at all. Tha' humans won't know."
Amaury himself was somewhat impartial towards humans. He had had them, but they left him in England, and he had been without them since. He did't think his humans meant to leave him behind, but either way, he didn't think about it.
The somali trailed behind her, a little closer than he had previously. He knew he still had to be careful with her, but he found himself becoming a little more relaxed. He was letting his guard down.
"Now cher, don' think ah' need lots ta' drink. Just a bottle will do."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 18, 2013 20:44:45 GMT -5
(OOHH NOO. How? I broke mine back in October because I let my anger get the better of me and very stupidly punched a concrete wall. Not one of my prouder moments. smh)
Vipurr felt happier..or close to the feeling knowing Amaury was somewhat happier. More comfortable. She could scent that he was not as apprehensive as before. It wasn't a fearful apprehensive, it was like he was watching his movements. She was shocked that he was not fearful of her. Then again, maybe her reputation had not hit him. All the stories of the terrible things she has done. Inside that made Vipurr...hopeful? Maybe relieved? Like she didn't have to prove she needed to live up to some kind of reputation. She was very quiet as they crept through the alley. The door to the side of the building was shut. The humans had closed of course. Bending down, her nimble fingers weaved into her calf sheath. She pulled out a bobby pin and a small metal nail file. In her small paws the objects looked slightly big, but nothing she could not handle. She was a bit more crafty then breaking a window. Slipping the bobby pin into the lock, she rose on her toes and put her ear close to the lock as she slid the thin nail file in. She grinned when she heard a click. Pulling the items out and putting them in her calf sheath, she opened the door. "After you" She grinned.
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Post by cayran on Feb 24, 2013 19:46:22 GMT -5
(I broke mine riding a horse. I was trying to work with her, and when I tried to get on her, she started bucking. I hopped off before I fell, but my hand got stuck in the saddle horn and it broke. )
Amaury couldn't help but glance at her in passing. When ever she looked away, his eyes snapped in her direction - though he made sure he wasn't too obvious. He didn't want to seem like a creep. He might enjoy drinking, but he definitely had pride and standards.
Soon enough though, they came up to the store, and Amaury chuckled when she picked the lock, shaking his head as he walked in. "Usually I'd let tha' lady walk in first, but this is quite tha' exception. Yer one of a kind cher'," he mused, making sure to keep the the side of the building as to not get caught.
"Ah' guess we should grad it an' go!"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 27, 2013 20:26:06 GMT -5
(Oh my, Is the mare new? green broke? Did you have a bit in? I just broke my boy last year. He has bucked but knock on wood he never got me off yet. I try not to jump off unless I have too. For example, if there is plenty of room, I let them throw their fit and when I am still on its like, 'yea i'm da biatch' But in a crowded walled area, I choose life over being squished) Vipurr flicked her tail in a good way. She was pleased with herself for making the situation enjoyable again. "That is usually the idea" she answered. The white and scarlet queen looked at all the bottles. She looked at Amaury, "Um what would you suggest for me?" She asked. Vipurr remembered how earlier Amaury seemed so at ease. He was drinking that strong liquid, she knew she couldn't handle that, especially on her first try. She liked how he seemed carefree. She wanted to experience that too.
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Post by cayran on Mar 1, 2013 22:35:39 GMT -5
(I am working on her for a friend. It is her horse. My family owns over 15 horses, so I'm around them daily. She hadn't been ridden in over a year, and the lady who had her before hand didn't pay her any attention. She was skittish to start off with, and she still is. When she bucked me, I chased her ass down and kicked her. She calmed down after that! I hoped back on her with my hurt hand and rode her - she did fine after that.) Amaury blinked and smiled broadly, looking over at her with a somewhat shocked expression. "Ya mean ya' want somthin' cher? Ah' didn't think..." He paused, the smirk still present, though he looked away to glance over the different bottles. "Yea, great! Ah'll...we'll find ya' somthin' good." Amaury grinned at her again, snagging his own preferred bottle of bourbon off the shelf. He did so quickly, looking around again to make sure the humans hadn't noticed them. Suddenly, Amaury had the urge to reach out and grab her hand, simply to lead her to the section he figured she'd like, but he wasn't sure yet. He didn't know if she'd be okay with him touching her. nevertheless, his fingers twitched and remained by his side, beckoning her to follow him with a nod of his head. "We'll start ya' off with somthin' sweet..somthin' crisp. It's easier ta' get inta alcohol that way. Have about hard apple cider? It's crisp, not ta' sweet, but still tasty. Or..." He paused, scanning the cooler. "How about screwdrivers? Orangy, sweet...it is what eva' ya' want!"
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Post by Deleted on Mar 15, 2013 21:37:44 GMT -5
Vipurr was unfamiliar with these flavors. She never drank anything other then her ration on water. She realized he may have seen her utter look of confusion. She masked it quickly. "Whatever you think is best..I want something that will let me escape" She admitted. She figured he may know. He seemed relaxed. That made her add on to the description "And something that makes you feel good" She said. She watched Amaury closely. Otherwise now keeping quite.
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Post by mika on Mar 15, 2013 23:16:07 GMT -5
(I know I'm not allowed on this thread but psssssssssssssssssssssssst, pina coladas.)
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Post by cayran on Mar 16, 2013 22:27:43 GMT -5
(Haha! Thanks for the suggestion Mika - I myself am a margarita gal. ) "Somthin' dat makes ya' feel good? Well lawl cher, dats everythin' in here!" He chuckled, slinging his own bottle of bourbon back and forth in a lazy manner. The somali smiled at her breifly before his eyes scaled the shelves one more time. Now that he thought about it, Vipurr didn't seem like a fruity, wine cooler-ry gal. She was harder than that. She could handle something stronger. So, Amaury reached up, curling his fingers on a bottle and brought it down to their eye level, presenting it to the queen. "Ah think you'll like dis one cher. It is vodka, and although vodka isn't tha' best tastin' stuff, this particular kind is really smooth and won't burn ya' throat too bad. It has a nice vanilla after taste to. Wanna give it a try darlin'?" Amaury could always revert back to finding her a wine cooler if she preferred, but this would be a good starter off liquor. He figured she'd like it.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 18, 2013 19:15:05 GMT -5
Vipurr took the clear, cold bottle. She took a few moments to get the top off and then she looked at Amaury. Taking a breath she took a swig. Copying the technique she saw Amaury use. She held the liquid in her mouth a moment, let the flavor dance on her tongue, finally swallowing it. The vanilla aftertaste he had described was amazing. She blinked, barely changing her expression, "This will do" She said calmly. Inside she was enthralled by its amazing taste. "Lets get moving shall we?" She asked. She saw two shot glasses, perfect for the small paws. She grabbed them and led the way out the door they came in.
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