Making Deals In A (Weird) Supernatural World (Zefie & Swordsman18)
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				Title: <strong>Making Deals In A (Weird) Supernatural World (Zefie &amp; Swordsman18)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>07-03-2014, 01:46:11</strong>
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				New Eden, California was what in the locals would call Central California, not in the north as if it were Sacramento or south such as Los Angeles in fact it was somewhat between the two points. Located as it were it is the only reason that this story could occur. You see, there is a Greyhound – Amtrak Station there with buses that usually run 24 hours a day. On this day in particular the bus that would take its passengers farther south had broken down. So the people who had ridden in a bus for about 6 hours were going to get at least a 12 hour break before they were going to have to be in a bus for yet another six. Out of this bus came a girl that had been somewhat vocal about how much she was owed for this little interruption of her plan. As she said it, she had no desire to be in the middle of nowhere when there were greater opportunities awaiting her just a few more miles south.<br><br>So she got out of the bus wearing 5-inch black wedges, a red tube top, and a black skirt that seemed just a tad too short to be just for casual wear. Immediately, she walked off to the left to wait for the driver to open the compartment so that she could get her bag. A few of the passengers were clearly college students, whose destination was this place, so she could already sense the looks that they and their friends were giving her as she stood there waiting for her bag. Just to get them to look at her even more, she stood up perfectly straight, adjusting herself so that her wedges full effect would make her butt look just even more tempting.<br><br>Even the older driver stepped off the bus, looking at her with flashes of desire. The bastard wanted her even though he had let her down. If offering him sexual favors would get her to LA any faster, she would have offered them, but she had been listening in on the dispatch calls, she knew there was no getting to LA through Greyhound till the new bus arrived at about 6:15 pm. Well at least if this was a college town, then surely there were other ways she could get what she wanted. Attention shifted from the driver over to the people that were standing around waiting for people to arrive. Some were waiting for their spouses and others were waiting for friends. One of those popular songs came to her mind as she looked at this athlete looking type. He had glanced her way a couple of times, but the expectant look in his eyes was not for her. There was a girl on his mind. How did the song go? Don't cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me or something like that?<br><br>“Chloe?” A man's voice called out to her, snapping her to the driver that stood in front of her holding her black bag. “Yes, that is my bag, Sir.” By now the driver had likely heard enough of her annoyed voice, but this time she responded softly, a gentle breathy voice as she looked up to him. “I am so sorry about earlier it is just...I am an aspiring actress and I have an audition. I am really sorry, Sir.” She slowly raised her head to look him in the eyes, knowing that her posture meant that her cleavage was right in the corner of his vision, daring him to look at her like an object, to desire her. And for her to ultimately deny him any kind of chance.<br><br>“It is..quite alright Miss.” He had looked, his eyes had resisted for a few seconds but the longer she held the pose, the more his eyes drifted down to see the tops of her breasts. A devilish smile crossed her face when his glance had dropped from her face. “Take a good look, that is all you going to get.” After teasing him, she grabbed the handle to her bag, pulled it out and then started to walk away with it. Unlike many girls that looked like her, she did not have a huge assortment of bags. All she had was a simple, though large black rectangular bag that rolled when she pulled it at a tilt. After she had pulled away from the driver, she began scanning the crowd for a place to hang out still she needed to be brought back to the station.<br><br>On the end of the row of people that were there that day was a guy that had been waiting on a package rather than a person off of the Greyhound bus. It had been some parts of a computer that he was working on. Unlike the men that were common in his group, he was attractive. Short curly brown hair, sleek glasses, complimented by a strong jaw and a body that seemed more fit for surfing than for working with technology or video games all day. When she crossed his vision, he looked at her but not in the hungry way that she would have figured. Instead, he seemed to be analyzing her, as if to figure out her story. Chloe thus decided that he was going to be her driver for the day. And so the long haired brunette walked up to him, batting her eyelashes just ever so gently.<br><br>“Um...hello, my name is Chloe...” No man, in her experience, seemed to be able to simply just brush off a woman that beautiful who seemed as nervous as she was currently pretending to be. Nor would the man that she was talking to be any real exception to this rule. “Hello Chloe, I am Kyle.” He offered his hand out to her, with all those around giving him looks that could have killed. Why did she talk to him? He did not deserve to talk to a girl like that. All those kinds of things were being echoed around in the heads of people looking at them.<br><br>“Kyle, I know you do not know me. But I was wondering if you would mind doing me a favor?” Her voice remained sweet, breathy and still somewhat nervous. Kyle could see that she was nervous and had heard some of the gripes of the other passengers that were also trapped here in New Eden. “I wouldn't really mind, what do you need? A ride or something?” Chloe started to smile a little, as if relieved. “Yes, I was wondering if you could give me a ride to somewhere I could rest for a bit. I am a bit tired and would much rather rest on a couch than at some train station.”<br><br>Reading his face, she could see there was a mix of lusting and virtuous thoughts in his head. Eventually it seemed he settled on being a nice guy. “Yeah, I have got a couch you can use for the day. I just need to stop by my friend Victor's house first to install this part.” Kyle told her with a smile. A smile that she returned happily. “Oh that is more than fine. I would hate to impose more than I already am.” So she stood off to Kyle's side, waiting for him to retrieve his package before they went back to his car. For doing the right thing, she was not going to tease him the way that she had the driver. If he wanted to act out his lust before the day is out, she would allow him to without too much consequence other than taking a little bit of his energy to sustain herself with.<br><br>So she just gave him a smile and leaned her head against the car window, sleeping while he drove them over to Victor's house. When they arrived, her eyes shot open. Someone lived here that had a lot of energy, something that she could not just take with a little roll in the hay. No, this was on a level where she was going to need to resort to more old school tactics. She was going to need to contract him to make all of this power into hers. So much untapped potential was just so ripe for the taking. “Well we are here.” Kyle announced before he turned off the car. “Can I come in? Do you think Victor will mind?” Even though she was going to go anyway, she needed to still play the part of the girl that needed a favor. “Don't know, I guess we should just go to the door and ask?” Click were heard only seconds apart as both Kyle and Chloe took their seat&nbsp; belts off. What followed that was the sound of two car doors closing. Slowly, she walked up to the door, making sure she was behind Kyle so that he could not see whatever facial expression that she was wearing at the time. For the moment, she was in a somewhat pouting look meant to draw in attention, or rather just Victor's attention as they knocked on the door to summon him,
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				Title: <strong>Re: Making Deals In A (Weird) Supernatural World (Zefie &amp; Swordsman18)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kaedia</strong> on <strong>07-03-2014, 08:03:07</strong>
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				"If you just worked we wouldn't have to do this. Believe me; this hurts me more than it hurts you." Victor spoke like a scolding parent. Perhaps to someone standing outside his bedroom door would have gotten the wrong impression for what was happening just a few feet beyond. Lucky for him, however, he lived alone. The only person who would hear his banter was himself. Living alone had caused him to acquire one of the odder traits of being a confirmed bachelor; a talent for personifying the objects around him. Right at this very moment he was busy dissecting his computer and the computer, now in parts, was the 'person' who he was talking to. <br><br>A few days ago the CPU decided to go face-down. Victor, while having knowledge to a degree in this field, was still learning. Switching out this part was going to take the skill of someone just a bit better than himself. Kyle was that person. Also helped his friend knew how to get discounts out of thin air. Victor left a promise of future payment if Kyle managed to get his hands on a CPU for his motherboard. <br><br>Today was the day the replacement part was coming in. Victor was busying taking the computer apart so Kyle could swoop in and do the exchange without having to worry about prying it apart. Victor may be lazy but when it came to his computer he was the most hard working man alive. <br><br>Victor has just finished when the doorbell rang. Kyle was here! Victor pulled himself to his feet and nearly ran to the front door. It felt like Christmas. The lock popped and the door swung open, "Kyle, my friend. Right on time." Probably. Victor hadn't looked at a clock in the past day. He had no idea <em>what</em> time it was. Kyle was usually on time however.<br><br>When the door was fully opened Victor got a bit of a surprise. Standing next to Kyle was a true-blue knockout. His mouth got a bit dry. He nervously looked from Kyle to the beautiful woman next to him, "You... didn't tell me you were bringing a friend. I would have... cleaned up a bit..." Victor was, at the moment, not dressed to impressed. He wore a baggy shirt that had a couple of holes in it and a pair of loose shorts that looked like they had been through a war. Not because of a 'I don't own better' reason but his motto was why dress up when dressing down felt so much better? If it was just a friend coming over he didn't care how he looked. A friend of a friend... that's another story. <br><br>"Oh, right. I'm blocking the door, huh?" Victor rubbed his cheek and took a step back clearing the door, "Come on in. Make yourself at home. The place is a bit of a mess right now but... it's home. Anything I can get you? Either of you? Oh and you know where the computer is. Already disassembled and waiting on you." <br><br>He tried to keep his eyes from wondering to the young woman. It wasn't too hard. He was good at avoiding direct contact with others. Another acquired trait of his. Still though he couldn't help but sneak a peek or two. She was a true beauty. Victor had seen Kyle with a girl or two under his arm but this was easily the best one he'd ever managed to hook up with. At least Victor assumed they were a couple. Why else would he be bringing her over? 
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				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>07-03-2014, 09:22:57</strong>
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				"Victor, this is Chloe, she is stuck here for a few hours, I decided to give her a place to chill." Kyle told Victor, seeing that his friend was not even expecting that he was bringing a bombshell by his house. Chloe smiled and offered her hand out to Victor. If he took it, she would be able to gauge his actual energy. It would cement to her that he needed to take his soul. At the same time, when he took it, she would use a little bit of her energy to do something else. Just a little bit of influence to make him think of her in naughtier ways. Not a huge dose as she wanted to do a lot of the work without the help from energy or demon magic lest the local authorities pick up the trace of her demonic aura.<br><br>Her grip would be firm, not too firm but definitely not the limp girly handshake that humans seemed to give. Kyle on the other hand seemed a little more interested in looking past Victor to the room that housed his friend's computer. He walked in and headed off to the room to get to work. "Victor just entertain Chloe for a bit. It could take me a bit to get everything up to shape." Chloe's eyes brightened a little after she heard Kyle say that. "So Victor, do you live here alone? It is a pretty big house for someone to live alone. Do you have a girlfriend or a room mate that you split rent with or something?" She did not detect any life forces other than the two men. From looking around, she did not see any other pictures or effects that seemed to contrast with the areas that she could already see.<br><br>"Do you have anything that I could perhaps drink or nibble on?" She asked hoping to get him away from the room with Kyle as much as she can. If she was going to seduce him, she did not want it to suddenly become a threesome. Not that she was unskilled in that regard, but it was more what she was not going for at the moment. All she was after was a a single soul, not two of them that were stolen in the midst of a hot tryst where she was pushed back and forth on their instruments.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Making Deals In A (Weird) Supernatural World (Zefie &amp; Swordsman18)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kaedia</strong> on <strong>07-03-2014, 09:51:05</strong>
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				Kyle's explanation didn't offer much in terms of who Chloe was. Victor was still under the assumption the two of them were a thing or at the very least friends. "That's cool. I don't mind guests. <em>Just wish I has known...</em>" Victor once more cut his eyes toward his friend trying to impress upon him the meaning behind his words without saying it straight out. Too bad Kyle didn't seem to catch the hint. If these two were an article Victor knew who to ask for dating advice in the future...<br><br>Victor took Chloe's hand, "A pleasure to meet you Chloe. I hope he hasn't been giving you too hard of a time." Kyle was already just out of earshot but not so much so to be disconnected from the events in the living room. Chloe had a firm grip. Something Victor wasn't use to. He had shaken his fair share of hands and most where a quick catch and release. This was a longer connection. It felt like they were there for minutes just shaking hands but in reality it was only a few seconds. <br><br>The strangest thing was Victor could feel a slight twinge when they connected. Like a static shock but not quite. More warm and less painful. It passed quickly whatever it was and he gave it no thought. When their hands parted he found his vision slipping. His eyes were more willing to look <em>down</em> now despite his attempts to avoid such actions. When he caught what he was doing he shifted his gaze toward the kitchen, "Uhm, sure. Yeah. I have a few things in the kitchen if you like?" <br><br>Victor lead the way to the kitchen which was a straight shoot from the living room. Along the way he rambled off the answers to Chloe's questions, "Yeah. All on my own. Don't be too impressed though. The place is pretty run down. The landlord was desperate to rent it out and I was in bad need of a place. Can't complain. It's a hard deal to beat." He picked a few dirty dishes off the kitchen table and moved them over to the sink, "No girlfriend either. My life is too busy to try and tackle that hurdle. Plus I'm happy where I'm at." It was the excuse he always used. Usually it was enough to push the question away.<br><br>Yet his thoughts lingered on Chloe. What would it be like to have a girlfriend like her? She was certainly a looker and she seemed nice. He began to fantasize about how it'd feel to be in a lovey-dove relationship with such a beauty. A kiss on the cheek, a hug at the door, phone calls to late hours of the night. Thoughts there were a bit uncharacteristic of the young Victor but not alarmingly so. <br><br>He shook the thoughts from his mind "Is a water alright?" He picked up a cold bottle of water from the fridge and held it out to Chloe, "Not sure what I got for stack food... probably have some chips or maybe some crackers stashed away..." 
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				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>07-03-2014, 10:17:50</strong>
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				"It is too bad you are too busy, I am sure any girl would enjoy being around such a polite guy like you. I wish my last boyfriend was so polite. See reason I was headed to LA was to get away from my ex, Davon. All his promises of stardom were but empty words." Chloe looked down towards the ground as she stood next to him, her back slightly pressed to the counter, her skirt riding up just a bit. Though she readjusted it before it rose too high and would reveal anything to the man she was currently trying to get. "Thanks for the water." She gently grabbed it, her fingers lightly touching along his on the bottle before she pulled it away.<br><br>"Oh if you do not really have snacks, do not worry about it. I am sorry for intruding. Kyle was just waiting for the package at the station and I thought he looked nice so I asked if he could take me somewhere to relax till about 5, when the next bus comes. You look nice too Victor." Her eyes slowly turned to look at him, seeming to trail a path along his face as she did so. A look of longing is a more accurate description of what she seemed to be doing. A girl who had been stepped on by men and just needed to be comforted by a nice guy. An easy con for a girl like her. Too often will men go to great lengths to play the hero to some damsel. All she needed to do was play the role and men would fall at her feet to defend her. But would he?<br><br>It remained to be seen. Just do not play it too hard and he would hopefully take the bait. "What do you want to do while we wait? Watch TV or play video games or something? I could even help you clean up a bit if you'd like." When she had passed through the living room, she saw all of the typical devices of a college male. And though she personally did not have a huge amount of experience with the things, she had drank in the energies of those that had, so something had rubbed off on her. Attention shifted from him to his living room, her walking in front of him in that runway straight line walk she used constantly, in fact she had used it when she had walked in, though this time, she put extra emphasis on how she slowly swung her hips in her steps as she walked into the living room. Since she had been using it the whole time, it would hopefully not be seen as what it was meant to be. Chloe wanted what feminists everywhere fought against, she wanted to be objectified.<br><br>Her little walk stopped in the living room where she moved around to stand in front of the TV. "What do you think is on this time of day anyway? It is pretty early in the morning after all." A clock on the DVR told her that it was 7:45am. Only thing that came her mind that was on TV were all of those morning news shows that she really didn't care for.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Making Deals In A (Weird) Supernatural World (Zefie &amp; Swordsman18)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kaedia</strong> on <strong>07-03-2014, 10:57:18</strong>
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				Victor was entranced by Chloe. He couldn't help but watch her as she walked around. The burning question had been answered about her relationship to Kyle. She was, more or less, a hitch hiker wasting time until she got on the next bus out of town. Victor couldn't blame her. This down was nothing to speak of. It was one of those towns you grew up in but didn't move to. Unless, of course, you came here for the same reason Victor had; for the freedom it offered and the somewhat affordable schooling. It certainly was a loss for the town but she was bound for other places. <br><br>"Thank you. My mother would tell you I was raised to be gentleman. She couldn't fathom the thought of anything less than. And you're welcome. Sorry I don't have better to offer but the life of a college student and all that." Victor sighed. The oppressive nature of his family had been suffocating. It was a relief to be on his own. <br><br>He watched her every movement like it was a riveting performance. Victor had always thought himself a good judge of character and Chloe seemed like a good person. However something seemed off. He couldn't put his finger on it. Not that it mattered really. It sounded like she was headed away from a toxic relationship and there was probably more to it than she felt comfortable sharing. It was understandable and he let the notion fall to the side.<br><br>There was one problem with Chloe's plan to lure Victor in. That problem was Victor's own natural reluctance to bond with someone. He was a naturally distant person. Someone who smiles, nods their head, and seems to genuinely care but has a hard time truly connecting. Where most men saw an opening to sweep Chloe under their arm what Victor saw was an awkward morning. Don't get him wrong. He found Chloe drop dead beautiful and his mind swirled with fantasies of him and her but they were no more than that. Fantasies. It really wasn't in his nature to act upon that impulse.<br><br>Victor scratched the back of his head, "My game systems are back in my room... which is also where Kyle is working. And trust me. You don't want to pester him while he works. He can get a bit testy. As far as cleaning goes..." He eyed the mess the place was slowly becoming. It was going to be a pain to get everything back in tip-top shape. That meant a lot of work. Victor, being inherently resistant to the urge to work, thought against that train of thought, "I think I'll put that off for a couple more weeks." <br><br>He crossed over from the kitchen back to the living room following the strut of Chloe. "Lets see... at this time of day I'd say our choices are news, more news, educational cartoons, or infomercials. We could always watch Blues Clues. Does Blue Clues even air anymore?" Probably the least romantic thing someone could offer to do but Victor spoke what came to mind. Plus it was more aimed as a joke than a serious suggestion. "Or we could pop in a movie. I've got a few of those scattered about. What kind of movies do you like? My collection is right <em>there</em> if you want to look through it." Victor pointed between Chloe's legs. The collection of assorted DVDs were just below the TV.
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				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>08-03-2014, 07:01:19</strong>
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				Chloe smiled when he told her that his DVD collection was right there, and then the motion that followed where he pointed between her legs. Her eyes had followed right off the tip of his finger, but it was beneath her legs, not actually between them where he likely wanted to be. "I was going to say that I am not stashing your DVD collection between my legs but I see what you mean." Slowly, she turned around to see his rather large collection, though she would likely not expect anything less from what she could tell was a homebody. Yet, she was going to continue to tease as if she had no idea what she was doing. Carefully, she bent at the waist not at the knees like a good girl would have. No, she was a bad girl and she knew it so why not go for the full exposure where her firm butt was on display as she looked through his DVDs.<br><br>Purposely, she was taking her time, though it was not as though she had anything in mind. His collection had all sorts of genres, but ultimately she was looking for something scary, something that would get a weak human girl to latch onto a stronger human male. Or rather that was cliche she was going to play off this time. Chloe once more rose from the collection holding "The Last House On The Left". "I think we could try this, it came out awhile ago but I never got the chance to watch it. Unless of course there is something that you really wanted to watch Victor?" Gently, she bit on her bottom lip, making it somewhat known that her little bend may have gotten some attention that she was not entirely sure that she wanted. On the outside at least, she had to seem like she did not want it, but within she did.<br><br>All of the two minutes she had spent looking through that collection of his, she did not find a single misplaced porno. Likely, it was not kept in physical form but rather that of data in the hard drive of his computer. Too bad, as she would have switched the DVDs and then "accidentally" made it seem like he had put on porn by mistake. Sadly, she was going to need to go for a more normal approach that was just as fine for her. If he wanted it, she offered him the DVD so that they could watch that horror movie. Unless he wanted to move around her or ask her to find something else.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Making Deals In A (Weird) Supernatural World (Zefie &amp; Swordsman18)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kaedia</strong> on <strong>11-03-2014, 05:12:52</strong>
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				Victor's eyes lingered on the firm bum that was all too eager to tease him. There was just a hint of panty on display. Just enough to make Victor want to 'tie his shoe'... but he resisted the ungentleman-like desire. It was truly a desire that was hard to resist. He averted his eyes and looked toward the window. There was absolutely nothing to see... except the semi-solid reflection of Chloe in the window. It seemed like everywhere he looked he got his eyes set on her. <br><br>When Chloe spoke Victor shifted his eyes from the window back to the young woman holding a DVD out toward him like a box of chocolate on Valentine's Day. "That one, huh? It's pretty... uhm... dramatic. Are you sure? Not that... not that I don't think you can handle it or anything. It's just I have... other titles we could..." Victor stopped, took a deep breath, and redirected his misguided attempt at conversation, "Sure. Lets watch it. I'm sure Kyle will join us when he's done. I'll pop us some popcorn. I think I have a bag stashed away in the cabinet."<br><br>"If you like you can go ahead and get it set up while I pop the popcorn? The remote for the DVD player should be on the coffee table. Everything else is pretty straight forward. Set the TV to Aux 3. Some of the buttons on the remote like to stick so you may have to jam it a few times but it'll work once you show it who's boss." Victor stopped the rambled, tore his eyes away from Chloe, and turned to make his way to the kitchen while Chloe did her thing.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Making Deals In A (Weird) Supernatural World (Zefie &amp; Swordsman18)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>15-03-2014, 08:24:18</strong>
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				She could tell that he was trying to find a way to connect to her, but yet there was still that somewhat evasive, guarded nature about him. How was she going to work with that? If there was a will there was a way, and though once demons like her were once nothing but weak willed humans, what they go through in the fires of Hell is somewhat empowering. So she was not just going to give up. No, she was going to work through it. Yet, first she was going to need to pay attention. Once he seemed like he was about to speak, she once more turned her attention towards him. <br><br>"If you like you can go ahead and get it set up while I pop the popcorn? The remote for the DVD player should be on the coffee table. Everything else is pretty straight forward. Set the TV to Aux 3. Some of the buttons on the remote like to stick so you may have to jam it a few times but it'll work once you show it who's boss." Chloe stood there, slightly leaned forward as he explained how the DVD player was supposed to work, and how she was to use it. Good and detailed, yet there was a submissiveness to it. Show it that she was boss was what he suggested that she do. Yet, he did not seem like he wanted to exercise his own mastery.<br><br>Before he left, she gently touched his shoulder a smile on her face. "Thank you Victor." She told him before she walked over to the DVD player, slipping the movie in and setting up the TV. However, she was just using those actions as a buffer for when he left the room. Once he was gone, she needed to do something with inhuman speed. Using her nails, she lightly traced a pattern of symbols underneath the couch to setup the place where the deal was to take place. They were thin and not made to be all that noticeable, at least not until she did the invocation of the deal. And with how dirty his place was, he should hopefully not notice.<br><br>When she detected that he was moving back into the living room, she was would be sitting on the couch, her legs crossed at the ankle and deeper shade of red lipstick adorning her lips. An added feature that contained the magics to begin the invocation when she kissed him to seal the deal. However, just looking at them would not cause any ill effects.<br><br>"So Victor, what kind of popcorn is it? What is your favorite type?" She asked with a smile as she recrossed her legs, her skirt riding up just a little bit in order to attract his gaze. Accidentally, her hand dipped down and touched the remote. The channel that came up was some broadcast by the media about how magic in the area was getting distorted by a large quantity of corruption. Some reporter loudly was rambling on about how magical beings should avoid using magic for fear of the effects it could cause. Chloe did not care, she was not even paying attention to it. He was her focus, her world for the time being. And that focus would hopefully be the thing that helped her to seal the deal with him. Before the news cast annoyed her, she picked the remote off the couch and then pressed the button to change the input to the one that she wanted.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Making Deals In A (Weird) Supernatural World (Zefie &amp; Swordsman18)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kaedia</strong> on <strong>16-03-2014, 09:26:09</strong>
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				Victor was only gone for about five minutes. The first minute was spent opening and closing cupboard doors trying to figure out where the popcorn was stashed. Normally he wasn't much a popcorn muncher. Here and there sure but he didn't see much of a point in popping popcorn when you were going to eat it by yourself. Still though he liked to keep a pack sitting around in case a situation like <em>this</em> arose. Well... not <em>exactly</em> like this. Normally it would just be a friend staying over for a day or two for whatever reason they had. <br><br>The next minute was getting the package open. His lack of muscle strength really shown in this act. He finally had to settle with using the tried and try method of stabbing a knife into the plastic wrapper to tear it free. A civil way to deal with such a barbaric situation. The next three minutes was spent watching the popcorn pop. At least his eyes were. His mind was focused solely on the beauty sitting in the room over. He didn't know <em>what</em> to do about her. <br><br>There was something about her... something that drew him to her like a moth to a flame. It was almost unnatural. He had never fond himself so <em>attracted</em> to someone. It was the strangest, most giddy feeling he could imagine. And how did he answer it? But trying to ignore it completely! It was how he dealt with things. That was why he was in the kitchen watching the popcorn pop and not in the living room chatting with Chloe until the timer buzzed. <br><br>Yet he couldn't stay in the kitchen forever. Soon enough he'd be back in the living room. He'd put on a smile and do what he did best and distance himself from the people around him. In this situation that person was Chloe. Nothing good would come of getting close to her. She was bound for someone not-here. It would only complicate things to let him emotions best his reason. <br><br>His heart fluttered. His decision was made.<br><br>"The popcorn is done." Victor stepped through the archway dividing the kitchen from the living room. "It's just the normal kind. Extra buttery with a dash of seasoning. Microwaved to perfection. Not sure what my <em>favorite</em> would be. It all pretty much tastes the same... I think." His eyes moved down her body to the skirt-line that was tempting him. No! He was better than that. He shifted his attention toward the TV. He was glancing at it long enough to see the latest bulletin. Magical corruption on the rise. A warning about the use of magic. Not that it meant anything to him. He was just a boring ol' human. No magic was on his plate. <br><br>He put the bowl down on the coffee table and slipped down on the couch. At least a full seat divided to two, "Always something going on with the magical community." That was as far as his comment went. <br><br>"Oh. The TV is messing up... here..." Victor leaned to the side. His shoulder brushed against Chloe's. His hand was on top of hers, "The TV can be a bit fiddly. I guess that's what I get for buying it from a friend offering a 'great' deal." He moved his fingers between Chloe's as he pressed the Input button several times. He had to cycle through the options once then reenter the menu. When he got back to the input the second time the movie screen was actually showing. "There. It should be fine for the rest of the movie." Victor let his hand linger for a few seconds longer than he should... <br><br>... and when he realized he pulled away with red cheeks. For a change of subject he picked the tub of popcorn up off the coffee table and put it between them, "Have as much as you like. I'm a light eater."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Making Deals In A (Weird) Supernatural World (Zefie &amp; Swordsman18)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>23-03-2014, 11:39:30</strong>
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				"The TV can be a bit fiddly. I guess that's what I get for buying it from a friend offering a 'great' deal." A step taken in the right direction, he touched her, his hand laying directly on top of hers while he adjusted the channel to get it back to the video that started to load up. A kind of glee filled her while he did this, happiness that he would never truly understand, the feeling that soon you will be oozing with new power. Demons earned their power and he got closer to being the new battery to this with every moment. Underneath his warm touch, her hand relaxed, allowing her soft skin to be touched rather than tensing up. "You have a nice touch Victor." Sweet words left her mouth just as he pulled away from her, the quickness of the movement signaling to what he seemed to be feeling. Yet, nervousness could not be easily hidden. However, hiding it did not look to be his strong suit, as she could see it in his motions.<br><br>Popcorn buckets between the two of them did not deter her. Time would be all that she would need to get past it. "I am a light eater too, just look at me Victor." Playfully chiming to him before tossing a piece of popcorn high into the air, catching it with her mouth on its way down. If he watched the kernel, or even her for that matter, he still would not likely see that she moved just a bit closer to him when the catch with her mouth finished. Crossing the distance too fast likely could just make him more nervous, so she waited thirty minutes. In that time, the bucket moved from the couch into her lap with her lap moving ever closer to Victor.<br><br>At the end of the thirty minutes, her head now rested on his shoulder, hair cascading down his arm as her eyes looked straight ahead at the screen. Just after her lean against him, the popcorn bucket transferred from her lap to his with a quick motion by her left hand lifting it out of her lap and into his. Now, her hand reached into the pocket bucket directly above his crotch if he allowed her to. Each time, she made a note to press down on the bucket just a little to get him a little riled up for her. Nowhere during all of this did she make any move that looked to be out of the ordinary, Chloe did her best to make it seem as if all of this was happening organically.<br><br>"Do you think I am cute?" Insecurity went along well with the little personality profile she spent all of this time building, so why not start with a question that would build up to what she wanted to do with him? Eye turned up to look into his, an expression of anxiety and anticipation written on them. Both of which were more real than the act that she usually put on.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Making Deals In A (Weird) Supernatural World (Zefie &amp; Swordsman18)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kaedia</strong> on <strong>23-03-2014, 17:19:18</strong>
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				The whole movement had been so subtle that Victor hadn't even noticed. Not right away at least. He was doing his darnedest to keep his focus solely on the movie. From time to time he wondered what was taking Kyle so long in the back room. Normally he was pretty swift with these sort of things. Unless, of course, he encountered a problem. Then again Victor didn't really know how long it would take to exchange out the piece. Kyle would be done when he was done Victor surmised. <br><br>The first thing Victor noticed was the popcorn bucket being moved. He had taken for granted where it was and put his hand out for a small bit of snack to find air. He moved his hand to the side feeling for it only to find Chloe's knee. Her skin was so silky-soft...<br><br>Wait, wait, wait! Not the time to be thinking that, "Uhm, sorry. I didn't realize you moved the bucket." His hand lingered against her knee for a moment longer taking in the feeling before moving up and into the bucket. And the movie carried on.<br><br>Then he felt the light weight of Chloe's head come to rest against his shoulder. He glanced from the corner of his eye toward the beautiful young woman, "If you're tired you can take a nap in my room." Victor offered earnestly. He didn't know how exhausting her trip would have been. Though she didn't seem interested in the offer. <br><br>Then the bucket moved from her lap to his. Victor assumed so she could stretch out a bit on the couch. Each time she reached for a bit of popcorn the bucket pressed against his groin. Victor tried to shuffle the bucket a little forward but it didn't seem to offer much help. The minor stimulation combined with the sight and scent of Chloe was beginning to cause a physical reaction. One he was eager to hide. <br><br><em>"Do you think I am cute?"</em><br><br>The question caught Victor off guard. He shifted his eyes toward Chloe who was already looking up at him. Such a sweet and innocent look. It screamed insecurity. Had her old boyfriend made her doubt her self-image? Victor, uncharacteristically, put a hand on Chloe's knee. "You are beautiful, Chloe." He patted her knee. He had the most primal desire to lean forward and give her a kiss.<br><br>And that was exactly what he did. He couldn't say why. He acted on impulse and the situation at hand. His lips pressed briefly against her cheek. That short kiss seemed to span an eternity. He wasn't bold enough to put his lips to hers. He broke from the kiss and shifted his eyes from her, "I'm... I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Making Deals In A (Weird) Supernatural World (Zefie &amp; Swordsman18)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>25-03-2014, 20:52:41</strong>
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				"You are beautiful, Chloe." When his hand rubbed against her leg as if to comfort her, she moved her leg farther into the touch to encourage him to continue, something that seemed to work since he then proceeded to kiss her cheek. Even though it was an act, she still blushed when he did so. Rosy cheeks highlighted her face, a face that turned towards him asking for more of the attention that he gave her. "I'm... I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that." After he spoke, she reached up to place her soft finger upon his lips. "No, I needed that, Will. But Will is there anything that you want, that you need that I could give you?"<br><br>Chloe needed to sort out the terms, because even though full soul contracts was more what most demons went for, partial ones were still possible. Partials meant that at least the person who sold part of their soul, their essence would not be damned like a demon. They would lose a bit of their power, shorten their life span a bit but otherwise, they could go to Heaven if they were good. Only a small part of them would be resigned to Hell. The demon in her, wanted her to ask for his soul, the complete soul, yet the small human part of her experienced the kindness motivating her to just want a partial from him.<br><br>She turned even farther to the side, staring him in the face, wanting to kiss him, but knowing that doing so would cause the magic to start, still she looked deep into his eyes trying to make him feel like he only existed in her world.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Making Deals In A (Weird) Supernatural World (Zefie &amp; Swordsman18)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kaedia</strong> on <strong>29-03-2014, 22:22:33</strong>
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				<strong><em>"No, I needed that, Victor. But Victor is there anything that you want, that you need that I could give you?"</em></strong><br><br>Victor felt almost ashamed. He had let his more primal side take over. Was Chloe being honest? Or was she just trying to keep him from feeling bad? It was impossible to say. "No. I mean... you don't owe me anything, Chloe. You are a guest here and... I'm a bad host." His eyes moved along her rosy cheeks. His heart was thumping with an increased rhythm. <br><br>His hand was still on her knee. He didn't seem quite true to his words. As much as he knew he should create some distance between them to cool his head he couldn't do it. She was too entwined in his thoughts. He looked down at her and... he could feel his cheeks go crimson. He wanted more than a simple kiss on the cheek. He wanted... he wanted a taste of those lips. Yet he couldn't gather the courage. Yet... yet...<br><br>"This... isn't a requirement... but if you wouldn't mind indulging me... could I have one last kiss? You don't... you don't have to. It's just... you're so beautiful. I would regret it if I didn't at least try. I'd do anything for one, quick kiss." Victor felt ashamed and embarrassed even saying that but he spoke the truth. He hoped he didn't upset Chloe too much with his request. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Making Deals In A (Weird) Supernatural World (Zefie &amp; Swordsman18)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>15-04-2014, 21:53:00</strong>
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				Eyes lit up brighter than any neon sign in Vegas. Those were words responsible for sending thousands of souls to the fiery depths. Now, he said them in order to get with her. Yet unlike a few before him, the request could not be defined as outright sexual. Something as so simple as a kiss could seem endearing. Chloe snapped her fingers where the floor started to begin to glow slightly. "I think all I require is just a small part of you dear Victor." She spoke sweetly, not alluding to her meaning nor did she really want him to inquire. To prevent such a thing, she leaned forward her lips pursed. Her hands came around him, to pull him towards her to ensure he really got a part of his soul's worth of a kiss. He deserved no less after all.<br><br>Lips made contact with one another, her tilting to the side to avoid the collision as she applied pressure to his lips. Her own soft red lips slid along his, making this kiss last. Shortly after it began, her long tongue started to make a passage from her mouth to his. Hopefully, he would allow it run, grind and touch his own. Still there existed much energy in the air, causing the entire room to glow with dark energy. Something she really should have noticed. No area of effect should have been seen. Only a transfer of energy should be happening between the two of them. An energy transfer where their auras would be on display as sort of an outline along their bodies with his making its way into hers.<br><br>Instead was that their energies were being twisted and turned in the air, becoming charged with corruption, Darkness filled her blood red energy while his relatively light blue started to twist becoming purple. This dark purple started to infect the both of them, changing Chloe's as well. She did not notice at first. But the issue became that she felt stronger and weaker at the same time. When she felt it, she broke the kiss staring at him as her horns appeared on her head, her skin become dark red with her nails growing into something that looked more like claws, and a tails comes out from the area just above her butt. If she did not look so clearly demonic then some would say she looked somewhat more beautiful than her human form. Black pupils with golden irises looked at him as she started to moan in pain. Something had gone horribly wrong.
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