Running Start, Halting Finish.
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		<h2 id="linktree">Play-By-Post: Bondage, D/s, S&amp;M =&gt; Bondage: Exotic Solos =&gt; Topic started by: CheshireCat on 13-05-2010, 09:33:24</h2>
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				Title: <strong>Running Start, Halting Finish.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CheshireCat</strong> on <strong>13-05-2010, 09:33:24</strong>
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				&nbsp;<br>Character Description: <br>http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a384/BloodRaven331/Anime%20girls/Neko_Warrior.jpg (http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a384/BloodRaven331/Anime%20girls/Neko_Warrior.jpg)<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; She ran, ran like the feline she was, hoping that her limber legs could carry her just a little farther through the dense woodlands. The light from the full moon lit her way, illuminating the many trees and shrubs that surrounded her on all sides. The forestry shadows appeared lifeless, but seemed to reach out in an attempt to capture her. The thought of such a thing happening frightened her more than the wolves that were known to roam the very woods she now ran through. <br>&nbsp; &nbsp;Chess pumped her toned limbs, putting more and more distance between the Red Court and herself. Her burgundy hair bounced in the pony tail she had thrown it in and her lavender eyes scanned the path before her, searching for danger. Her breathing became ragged as she pushed her muscles beyond their abilities. She glanced over her shoulder and saw that the trail behind her was clear of the shadows that had been dogging her since she left the Red Court. Hoping that it was over, she turned back in the direction she had been traveling, only to run face first into a solid mountain of muscle. Looking up into the face of her new opponent, she began to think of the ways she could get out of her current predicament.<br><br>Won't you play with me?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Running Start, Halting Finish.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nyarly</strong> on <strong>29-05-2010, 00:01:03</strong>
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				He wandered slowly through the dense forest. He was a city boy but he liked the calmness of the woodlands, although he didn't came here often. The feline boy enjoyed the cool night.<br><br>Rynn was a thief. Not by choice, though, but he didn't knew any other life. He can't remember the first time he has stolen something. Of course he got caught multiple times but as long as he gets away with his life, he will continue his trade. He didn't know what else he should do anyway...<br><br>He wandered further into the inner of the forest when he suddenly spotted something unusual. There was a feline girl standing in front of someone, he couldn't clearly recognize. What he did recognize however were a lot of muscles. It seemed like the girl was in danger. Curious but careful, he slowly went closer to them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Running Start, Halting Finish.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CheshireCat</strong> on <strong>02-06-2010, 00:16:10</strong>
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				Chess lifted her eyes to meet the ones belonging to the abdomen in front of her. Black, cold, eyes gazed back at her and she took a step back, instinct telling her to run as fast as she could in the opposite direction. Turning to do just that, Chess stopped when she heard the sound of pawsteps approaching fast. Her brain worked quickly to asses the situation, trying to find a way out of her current situation. Glancing over her shoulder, Chess saw that the mountain of a creature was watching her intently, a crooked grin appearing on his dark face, as though she was amusing him. She took the moment to study his fashion. He was at least six feet tall, if not taller, and looked as though he could take on men more than double his size. His ebony hair reached past his ears and Chess was sure it was longer, as she could only see part of the dark curtain. <br>"I see you trying to find a way out." He sneered, his voice quiet but firm. He took a step closer to her. "Well, I am here to tell you that escape is futile." His large hands reach behind him and grabbed for the weapon he hid there. <br>Chess had half a second to think and react, launching her body into the air and landing on the nearest branch, located thirty feet in the air, hoping that by some miracle someone was around to help her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Running Start, Halting Finish.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nyarly</strong> on <strong>04-07-2010, 08:33:28</strong>
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				Her situation sure didn't improve. Watching the scene before him intently, Rynn took his short sword out of the scabbard on his belt. It didn't seem like the girl would be able to handle him alone and when she jumped on the branch, he made a decision. She was obviously in distress and he couldn't just walk away like that.<br><br>He looked at the creature. It seemed to consist nearly entirely of muscles. It was unlikely that Rynn would stood a chance in a direct confrontation, but if he was sneaky...<br><br>Slowly he approached it, taking care not to make any noise. His sneaking skills and the apparent denseness of the creature made sure that he succeeded and soon he stood right behind it. He raised his blade and thrust it quickly into it's neck.
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