Shadows Maiden [Sabbat and DreadD]
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				Title: <strong>Shadows Maiden [Sabbat and DreadD]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>30-06-2008, 12:02:47</strong>
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				<em>My name is James Rowen. I've been attending this school ever since I was transferred here on several recommendations. My last high school wasn't exactly the kind of place you'd want to get a good education from, and some of my teachers took notice of my high grades. Before I knew it, I was being sent away to some nice part of town, for a school like you see on tv shows. You know, the kind that always panned in with a fountain and classy music, with the preppy kids always in deep with a Dean who plays favourites.<br><br>Most of it wasn't much different, but I knew there was something else to this place. I could never quite figure out what, though. Just a feeling I couldn't shake. I coasted along, found my way into a few advanced classes, and I was actually feeling pretty challenged at times. I still managed to impress my peers and mostly keep out of trouble, like getting on the wrong side of the 'bloodlines' kids.</em><br><br>James stepped off the bus and onto the, as usual, perfectly swept concrete pathway that lead to the dorm areas. He usually lived in the dorms, but one could always use a change of scenery, so he had spent the night with a friend before he had to leave town. He was quite hansome, honey brown hair kept short in a way that was neither messy or neat, somehow showing off his similarly brown eyes. He didn't much care for the whole uniform thing, so he found ways around it, wearing the schools simple button up white collared shirt and a set of blue jeans. The colours he needed were white and blue, and the shirt was part of the uniform, so it was hard to call him out on it.<br><br><em>Thats me. The guy that looks like he just stepped off the Backstreet Boys tour bus. I can't see myself ever looking that... 'innocent' again. I could never explain it, but every time I entered Farthingwood Academy, I got that weird sense like something was wrong... way too subtle to really unnerve you, but you can't just brush it aside either. Things had been getting weird over the past few days as well. I started... Feeling things. But it was like they didn't belong to me. Like something else was trying to talk to me without words. Its a hard thing to explain, but it was weird all right. And even worse, whenever it seemed to try and tell me something, it was always right. <br><br>Today, I was taking some of the morning off to see the school shrink. I thought I could deal with this, but I had to tell someone...</em><br><br>James hefted his bag over his shoulder and tried to ignore that little niggle in his mind. He was getting used to it by now, but it was still slightly unnerving. It always went away once he got inside, and he made his way to the shrinks office. He had seen her a few times before in the lunch area, and he had to admit, she seemed trustworthy...<br><br>He gently knocked on the door, hoping she was there.<br><br><em>I should have shut my mouth and never went to her</em>
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				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 08:52:36</strong>
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				The first thing he noticed was a beautiful ocean of bronze.&nbsp; A warm crevasse sided by two shaply hills.&nbsp; It took him a moment to remove his eyes from the depths of her well tanned clevage to stare at the rest of her.&nbsp; She wore a blue, rather office-lady looking dress, with a slip instead of a regular skirt around her legs.&nbsp; Her hair was short, and shockingly red, a stark contrast to her eyes, which matched her outfit.<br><br>"Well, hello."<br><br>Her voice is quite warm, welcoming, she gestures him in.<br><br>"I don't believe I've met you before..."<br><br>Her tongue peaks over her ruby lips, wetting them as she thinks.<br><br>"But no matter, I don't have any appointments for a while.&nbsp; I'm the school...&nbsp; Counseler, Kathy, and you are?"<br><br>She asks, extending a hand with well painted fingernails.
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				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 13:55:45</strong>
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				"Uhh... James" his hands were in his pockets and he tried to drag his eyes from her cleavage and up to her face. "We haven't talked, but... well, I got a problem.<br><br><em>The tanned, volumptious beauty is Kathy, the school counselor. The 'mall cop' equivelent of head doctors. Anybody that gorgeous and... equipped who would work at a school surrounded by teens is either oblivious to the fact everyone is undressing her in their heads, or knows it and doesn't really care. Anyone that doesn't fall into either category has a little too much faith in humanity... particularly the big ratio that is currently riding their hormonal crash course</em><br><br>"Its kind of weird to talk about, but... well, you are the shrink"
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				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 13:58:33</strong>
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				"If you must call me that."<br><br>She shakes her head, with a soft sigh.<br><br>"It's one of the disadvantages of my job, having to deal with that particular nickname."<br><br>Her tone is light, teasing as she leads him into her office, closing the door behind him.<br><br>"So, two chairs or do you feel like you aren't really seeing a 'shrink' if you're not laying on a couch?"<br><br>She asks, gestuing to a pair of rather comfortable looking arm chairs, and then a stool next to a brown leather couch.
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				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 14:02:13</strong>
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				<em>To be honest, she could have had a vibrating massage couch and I'd have chosen the stool. Didn't want to lay back for... obvious reasons</em><br><br>"I'm fine to sit, thanks" he pulled up one of the armchair and sat down, taking a second to look around her office. He didn't know whether she was supposed to talk or if he needed to say something first, but she was probably used to students who looked a little lost seeing her.
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				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 14:03:56</strong>
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				"So, for someone to come to me usually means they're feeling quite bothered, or have seen me before and have added themselves to my perverse little fan club.&nbsp; I know you're not the second, so, let me ask, what, precisely, is troubling you enough to seek,"<br><br>She pauses, moving over to the chair and gracefully sitting, facing him directly, a gentle smile on her lips.<br><br>"Mental help?"
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				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 14:15:40</strong>
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				<em>I couldn't just say 'I'm hearing voices' but then again, tip toeing around it is a little awkward. I had to trust in her professionalism</em><br><br>"Uhh... I don't really know how to put it without you thinking I'm crazy" he clasped his hands together, looking down at them at times. He wasn't fumbling and avoiding eye contact, but he would look down now and then as he spoke. "I get this... nagging. Its like I'm feeling emotions that aren't mine"
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				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 14:18:20</strong>
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				"Just feelings?"<br><br>She asks, leaning a little forewards, sounding interestead.<br><br>"Is there some pattern to it?&nbsp; Some suggestion of intuition?&nbsp; Or is it something else?"<br><br>Kathy seemed quite intrigued by the issue, more than happy to help him figure it out, put a name on it, and, hopefully, solve his problem.
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				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 14:27:26</strong>
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				<em>When someone is payed to listen, its often all they do. I've never really talked to a head doctor before that day, but I always saw them as a vent. Someone to unload on and they'de give you the advice any friend could give you for free. But she seemed genuinely interested...</em><br><br>"Well... its kind of suggestive. I feel uneasy when I see certain people, I get my attention drawn to things-"<br><br><em>Of course, this is the point where the lid comes off and you go from fumbling around to spilling every detail</em><br><br>"-the other day I was about to sit for lunch and I got this sudden sense of dread. A minute later, two of the football players tackled each other over the table I would have sat at if I didn't stop when it warned me to"
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				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 14:31:17</strong>
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				"Hrmm..."<br><br>She paused, considering.<br><br>"Well, mostly it sounds like intuition, just, hrm, how can I explain it to you..."<br><br>Her voice trails off, looking up slightly.<br><br>"It seems mostly like your intuivitive sense is very 'loud.'&nbsp; It sounds rather useful, but if having the 'volume' up on it so high is bothering you, try to tune it out and ignore it some.&nbsp; I know that sounds like rather hollow advice, but if you give it some time and focus on softening it, you can probably reduce how 'loud' it is and how invasive it seems into your thought patterns, if that's what you want."<br><br>Kathy's eyes shifted back to his.<br><br>"Does that seem to make sense?"
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				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 14:38:56</strong>
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				<em>I wasn't surprised with her advice. Like I said, a head shrink will usually give you some text book advice that any friend could have already told you. She obviously realized that as well, and she seemed to care</em><br><br>He rubbed the back of his neck and smiled slightly. "Just tune it out? Gah, seems whatever problem someone has theres always the 'ignore it and it will stop' speech" he didn't sound like he was unhappy with her advice. If anything, it was like he felt a little silly. <br><br>"I guess I can try, but... its just a little creepy... it feels so strong and insistent"
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				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 14:41:01</strong>
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				"Well, I'll meet you half way on this one.&nbsp; Give it a few weeks, see if you can do anything with it, and I'll spend some time seeing if there's anything in particular I can do for you if that doesn't work.&nbsp; Give this solution a try, and if it isn't right for you..."<br><br>Kathy stared straight into his eyes, seeming firm, detirmined.<br><br>"I'm sure we can find something more suited to your needs."
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				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 14:47:46</strong>
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				<em>When she looked at me like that, that 'secret room' in my head just... groaned. I don't know what it was trying to tell me, but it had never stood up and spoke up like that before. And somehow, I had the sense she could hear it as clear as I could... well, not hear it, but... hell, I just explained it all to her, didn't I?</em><br><br>"Uhh... sure. I can try I guess. If thats it, I probably took enough of your time" he smiled and looked to her desk, grabbing one of her cards and slipping it into his wallet.
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				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 14:52:05</strong>
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				"Good, I hope this works for you."<br><br>She stands, stretching slightly.&nbsp; It did, so far as he was concerned, something wonderful with his chest, though he could feel himself temporarily losing control of his eyes.&nbsp; Kathy walked over to him, standing close as she moved towards the door with him.<br><br>"Keep in touch either way, okay?&nbsp; I'd like to hear that everything worked out fine if nothing else."<br><br>She flashed him a beautific smile.
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				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 14:59:19</strong>
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				<em>Remember those two little categories I mentioned before? For beautiful female teachers? Yeah... she is definitely the latter...</em><br><br>He gulped and wenched his eyes from that chest before it became painfully obvious he was ogling her there for a second. "Thank you Miss Kathy..." he headed out the door she held open for him, feeling intoxicated.<br><br><em>A week passed, and her advice wasn't working so well... ignoring that insistent pull in my head didn't seem to discourage it. In fact, it was like it knew I was trying to tune it out, so it hobbled and tried to weasle its way around me, like a pet I was pissed off at. I gotta admit, it definitely had its uses... for some reason, I always felt guilty when it came through for me. Pretty crazy, huh? Getting the guilts for ignoring a voice in your head, haha.</em><br><br>James was just handing in his history test, his single most worst subject. Somehow, he knew he had aced it, because that 'voice' had always guided him with each question, 'suggesting' certain boxs to tick. Still, he was trying to ignore it, like Kathy had told him.<br><br><em>Ignoring it didn't seem to be the way to go, so I went from passive to aggressive. I already seem like a loony, I know, but I was ready to yell this thing into submission. When finally I'd had enough, I swung into a deserted bathroom and took the end cubicle.</em><br><br>James was leaning against the cold, sterile tiles of the bathroom wall, eyes closed and trying to 'find his centre' before he softly whispered to the unwelcome presence.<br><br>"I'm not crazy... get the hell out of my mind!" he wasn't loud. He didn't need to be.<br><br><em>You know when you yell at your little sister or girl friend to leave you alone, and they actual shut up and go? Thats another little trick girls like to pull on you'll... they'll leave and the silence will start to get icey and you'll eventually feel like a total prick. Damn mind ninjas... anyway, that seemed to do it. It left me alone then. I didn't hear a thing that entire day. And I payed for it later...</em><br><br>Without the urging around, there was no warning when he had stepped out onto the road to cross to the bus stop. Tires screeched and the hollow thud of a car bonnet meeting a body resounded. James took the nose of the vehicle to his side, but luckily, it didn't break anything. He rolled over the front and eventually tumbled off the side, hitting the pavement with a sickly thud and a groan. <br><br><em>Owww... I still get pain in my left thumb from that one. To be honest, the road hurt more then the friggen car. Thats the point where you realize you were an asshole for chasing off that annoying person, because they only ever wanted to help... and its also the point where they come back to you, pick you up and make sure you know you were an asshole</em><br><br>As he picked himself up off the road, the silence in his mind was replaced with subtle crooning, and he knew exactly what it meant.<br><br><em>If it could've spoken. it would have given me a gentle 'I told you so' and honestly... I didn't want to chase it out after that crash</em>
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				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 10:35:19</strong>
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				<em>"You really are an idiot, you know that?"</em><br><br>A voice came, in his head, clear, feminine, and rather cool, almost cold, and not quite... Human.<br><br>And then he heard human voices, concerned voices, the driver of the car had hurried over to him, was looking him over, making sure he was okay.
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				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 17:48:18</strong>
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				<em>In the confusion of it all, it was hard to figure if I had actually heard that. And for the next couple hours, nursing my hand with a bag of ice, I honestly wasn't sure if I had heard anything at all. Only a week had gone by from seeing Kathy, but I needed to visit her again...</em><br><br>The next day, cradling a long lasting bag of frozen gel to his puffy hand, he sought out Kathy once more, knocking on her door and hoping she was free.
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				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 23:28:11</strong>
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				"Back so soon?"<br><br>She says, welcoming him in.&nbsp; She was wearing the same outfit as the last time he saw her, or at least one that looked exactly the same, her breasts teasing him as they ever did.<br><br>"And you're hurt!&nbsp; What happened?"<br><br>Kathy's tone is worried, and she waves him over to the couch, clearly wanting him to rest, lie down if he was injured.
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				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>05-07-2008, 17:11:51</strong>
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				<em>It hurt like a bitch, and was kind of swelled, but the hand wasn't exactly what was bothering. If she had half the skill the diploma on her wall says she does, she would know that just by looking at me</em><br><br>"Thanks..." was all he said as he went to lay down.<br><br><em>I was a bit beyond pussyfooting right now... I'd have layed down on that couch and babbled every little secret if it would have helped me. Jeez, look at me... I really did look crazy</em>
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				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>07-07-2008, 13:01:39</strong>
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				<em>"Fool, running to this pair of inflated breasts.&nbsp; You'll just get yourself in trouble if you tell her"</em><br><br>The voice was cool in his head, if he had to guess it was still a bit peeved from him ignoring it, but much clearer now.&nbsp; Kathy had hurried and grabbed a wet towel, and was helping to cool his injured hand.<br><br>"I assume this has something to do with your 'feelings' if you came to me about it."<br><br>She says, seeming quite concerned.
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				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 12:32:32</strong>
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				<em>I ignored her, of course, but... well, you walk into a sikes office and just 'tune it out' I didn't waste anytime in getting into it... like I said, I was past pussyfooting at this point. She could have gotten my social security number if she wanted it</em><br><br>"I did what you said..." he just looked at the roof, cradling his puffed, purple hand, looking lost. "I ignored it... and it didn't do anything. Heh... as if I don't sound like a loon already, I... well, I confronted it"<br><br><em>I was right, I did sound like one...</em><br><br>"Told it off, and it stopped. Then... I got hit by a car and it came back worse then ever... and... shit, I know you're payed to listen, but... it told me I was stupid for not listening"
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				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 12:35:37</strong>
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				"It's... Talking to you now?"<br><br>She says, seeming uncertain, maybe a little... Excited?<br><br>"What sort of things is it saying?&nbsp; I...&nbsp; What's it like?"
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				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 12:53:51</strong>
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				<em>It crossed my mind for a second she was a little too eager to listen... hell, I didn't know what exactly I was blurting and to who. Probably would have made life easier if I had</em><br><br>"Eh... yeah" he blinked at the sudden peak in interest. "Thats all it said..." <br><br><em>I was lying... but somehow, I felt like I needed to keep some of this to myself</em>
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				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 12:56:42</strong>
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				<em>"Good, acting intellegent..."</em><br><br>"That was everything?&nbsp; Just one comment, and then what?&nbsp; It went away?"<br><br>She asks, continuing on.<br><br>"I mean, I don't imagine it would just stop after something like that, or...&nbsp; Was that it?&nbsp; I mean, if you think it's gone now after all of that..."<br><br>Kathy asks, probing.
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				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 13:16:49</strong>
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				"Err..." he blushed slightly at her insistence, suddenly getting that feeling he may have made a mistake. He didn't know why, but he didn't think he should have come.<br><br>"Eh... yeah... its kinda here... sort of..."<br><br><em>A sikes most valueable skill is tell when someones lying... either she blew and screwed her way to this job or she saw right through me</em>
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				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 13:20:58</strong>
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				"Hrm, I can see you're still pretty unsettled after what happened."<br><br>She says, standing up, giving him personal space once more, stretching a little as she turns away from him.<br><br>"Here, how about I take you out somewhere to eat and we can talk somewhere more comfortable than a stuffy office?&nbsp; I don't have any other appointments today, and I'd like to make sure you're calm so we can talk this over, make sure everything will be okay..."<br><br>Kathy smiled as she turned back, and he caught a slight glimpse of... Eye catching red lace, it seemed to be sticking out just near the base of her clevage.&nbsp; An edge of her bra moved by her stretching, perhaps.
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				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 13:28:26</strong>
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				"Ehh... no, I... I think I'm guna go..." he got up to leave, still not sure why he had suddenly felt so trapped, but he had gotten this far listening to his foreign instincts...<br><br><em>God, any sane man would have leaped at her offer... but it was getting clearer and clearer I wasn't a sane man</em>
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				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 13:34:19</strong>
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				She moves in front of the door, crossing her arms.<br><br>"Absolutely not.&nbsp; You came to me looking for help with your problem, and I am not the sort of person to just let you go without doing anything for you.&nbsp; Now, if you'd rather talk it over here, that's fine, but I must insist, for your own good and for my peace of mind, that we do, in fact, discuss this.&nbsp; I want to make sure you're okay, and I'll end up worrying quite a bit if you run out on me now.&nbsp; I'm a professional, you can trust me."<br><br>Kathy says, looking into his eyes with considerable compassion, her body making a quite different, though perhaps more persuasive argument on the side.
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				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 13:46:52</strong>
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				<em>We're a fickle bunch, us guys... a little bit of feminine persuasion and we'll launch nukes and change laws. Saying no to her... wasn't guna happen</em><br><br>"Uh..." he nodded reluctantly, sitting back down on the couch, still a little uneasy, but he couldn't see too much harm in talking a little more.<br><br><em>"No harm" I said... "Can't hut much" I said... idiot</em>
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				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 13:53:20</strong>
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				"Good."<br><br>She says, moving over towards him, stretching slightly again, this time facing him, in the eye-catching way she had, and suddenly, in the middle of her stretch, her outer vest seem to come looser, greatly accenting her chest, revealing more clevage, and a touch more of her bra as the top button popped off, falling to the floor.&nbsp; She stared down at it, and leaned towards him, her hair cascading about her head as she reached down to pick up the button.<br><br>"Hrm, knew it was a bit too snug, but..."<br><br>She shrugs, pocketing the button, sitting on the stool by the couch.<br><br>"So, what did you mean by 'kinda here?'"<br><br>Kathy asks, facing him now, adjusting her hair as her breasts seem to stare up at him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadows Maiden [Sabbat and DreadD]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 14:47:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>She was just messing with me here... jeez, look at me, like a damn deer, infront of big... tanned headlights...</em><br><br>He swallowed hard as she sat before him, her cleavage far too eye catching for him to avoid, and for obvious reasons, he didn't want to lay back, so he sat like he was already, cross legged.<br><br>"Yeah, its... its like it was before..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadows Maiden [Sabbat and DreadD]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 14:49:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Exactly the same?&nbsp; Really?"<br><br>She asks, leaning forewards, resting her chin in one hand, incidentally giving him a straight shot down her dress.<br><br>"Nothing changed after all of that?&nbsp; How peculiar..."<br><br>She heistated, looking aside, seeming to think.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadows Maiden [Sabbat and DreadD]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 14:54:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>I was glowing like a hot plate and had full blown hard on when she did that... good thing I didn't lay down</em><br><br>"Well... maybe its gotten a little worse..." he had to swallow again, but there was no escaping her allure. He didn't really know what else he was supposed to say...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadows Maiden [Sabbat and DreadD]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 15:10:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Worse?&nbsp; Hrm, then maybe we'll need to..."<br><br>She was looking back at him now, looking up and down him, looking him carefully over.<br><br>"You seem tense, are you okay?"<br><br>She moved then, moving to the couch, sitting next to him, close... Very close.<br><br>"I'm here for you, if there's anything bothering you, anything at all, please, tell me.&nbsp; What happens in this room is private, just between you and me, so you don't have to hold yourself back.&nbsp; Not one word of what happens here will leave this walls unless you want it to."<br><br>Her tone was softer as she spoke to him, comforting... Inviting.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadows Maiden [Sabbat and DreadD]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 15:34:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His elbow was poking into her breasts and he chuckled nervously, seeming to shrink underneath her closeness. She was making him almost stammer for something to say, and it was hard to shift his weight without grabbing her or showing his hardness, and she was pressed up close to him...<br><br>"I... I'm fine, really... just..."<br><br><em>Damn right I was tense...</em><br><br>"Just a little uncomfortable..." he blushed and shrank further still.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadows Maiden [Sabbat and DreadD]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 15:38:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"If you're uncomfortrable, please tell me what I can do to help."<br><br>She says, giving him a little personal space, but staying close.<br><br>"Absolutely anything, please, tell me."<br><br>There was a strange... Feeling in him.&nbsp; She felt trustworthy, she felt...&nbsp; Accessible, if he just asked she would help him with his tension, with... Anything he wanted help with.<br><br><em>"You idiot!&nbsp; Don't fall for her so easily!"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadows Maiden [Sabbat and DreadD]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 15:52:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Lets see, mysterious voice in my head, or brown sugar... head... sugar... come on, what would you have picked?</em><br><br><br>He made an attempt to recross his legs as she moved back a bit, but it wasn't exactly a flawless movement.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadows Maiden [Sabbat and DreadD]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 15:54:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes flicker down to the movement, then back to his face, and she smiles, softly.<br><br>"Is that what's bothering you?"<br><br>She asks, sounding quite understanding.<br><br>"You know, it's possible some of this is all pent up...&nbsp; Stress.&nbsp; And if you're feeling any sort of..."<br><br>Kathy hesitates, licking her lips.<br><br>"Stress as a health professional I would, of course, do my best to help you...&nbsp; Take care of it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadows Maiden [Sabbat and DreadD]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 16:03:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>I felt like a little mouse and the cat was just enjoying watching me cower in a corner... she had me pinned and all I could do was stutter.</em><br><br>He rubbed the back of his neck, chuckling nervously and trying to look like he didn't know what she was talking about, but even as he attempted to grin his way out of getting caught with an erection, his eyes snagged once more on those inviting breast. "I don't know what you mean ma'am. I mean, Kas, I mean Kathy..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadows Maiden [Sabbat and DreadD]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 16:06:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"My eyes are up here you know."<br><br>She says, a slight tone of humor in her voice, obviously noticing where his eyes were going.<br><br>"And we're not going to get anywhere if you're not honest with me, so please... Try to be honest, okay?&nbsp; I know you haven't been telling me much of the truth at all, and that makes..."<br><br>Her voice dipped sensually.<br><br>"Helping you much harder, now please, no more lies, tell me what I can do to help you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadows Maiden [Sabbat and DreadD]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 16:14:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Err... well..."<br><br><em>I gave in and told her everyone. Like I said before, women can get anything out of it...</em><br><br>"And it still won't stop... its talking now sometimes"<br><br><em>There... even though 'it' told me not to, I went and gave her everything... I'd regret it later</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadows Maiden [Sabbat and DreadD]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 16:25:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I see, that sounds like quite the issue."<br><br>She says, with a slow nod.<br><br>"So, I suppose we have a few treatment options.&nbsp; We could try medication, or we could try to figure out what sort of things in your life have caused this particular... Aparition to occur.&nbsp; You said it was a female voice?"<br><br>Kathy says, curiously.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadows Maiden [Sabbat and DreadD]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 16:38:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded to her question, feeling a little better at having gotten it all off his chest, but still he had that feeling he had messed up. "Yeah, its a woman. I don't know what happened to bring this on... I've never had head issues before"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadows Maiden [Sabbat and DreadD]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 16:39:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sighs.<br><br>"Well, I know it's rather personal, but have you had much... Experience?"<br><br>The psychiatrist asked, her tone business like, but her body was...&nbsp; Flaunting her orbs again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadows Maiden [Sabbat and DreadD]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 16:56:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He had just managed to forget about that awkward moment, but her question broke the business like air of the conversation. "Err... experience? If you mean women... well, if you can believe it, none, hehe, heh..." <br><br><em>There I go again, rubbing my neck and laughing. Its my 'security measure' as a head doctor would call it</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadows Maiden [Sabbat and DreadD]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 17:00:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Does that... Bother you?&nbsp; I mean, have you wanted female companionship?"<br><br>She asks, still pretty business like, even with his sudden uncertainty.<br><br>"And I know its an awkard question, but please, stay with me, it might prove helpful to your case."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadows Maiden [Sabbat and DreadD]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 17:04:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well... you know, who doesn't? I don't think I'm that desperate for a girl I just 'conjure' one up, if thats what you mean"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadows Maiden [Sabbat and DreadD]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 17:10:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, no, but it could be one part of a number of other things that are adding up to the stress that is causing you to hear a... Phantom voice, it's not unreasonable for people under a lot of stress to suffer from that sort of thing, and well, getting hit by a car is pretty stressful as well, I'm sure it did not help matters any.&nbsp; Is there any other stress in your life lately?&nbsp; Or anything you think I could help you with?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadows Maiden [Sabbat and DreadD]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 17:16:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Errr..." he blushed as she offered to help, just as they had been talking about his virginity, and he managed a nervous little grin like he always did when embarrassed. "Well, I uh... just talking to you helps a lot"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadows Maiden [Sabbat and DreadD]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 17:31:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sighs, and undoes her outer vest, slinging it over the back of her chair, leaving her white, button down undershirt, and her bra the only thing seperating him from her considerable breasts.&nbsp; And he could basically see her bra through the thing white shirt, too. the rich red showing through.<br><br>"Good, but if there's anything I can do beyond just talking, I want you to at least bring it up.&nbsp; Really, I mean it."<br><br>Kathy says, solemnly as she faces him.<br><br>"Even if it's embarassing, even if it feels out of place.&nbsp; I still get the feeling your not completely comfortable with me, and that worries me, I want you to be able to count on me, you know?&nbsp; So I can help you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadows Maiden [Sabbat and DreadD]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 17:43:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He blushed and averted his eyes. "Well... geez ma'am, I can't ask what... well, you know..." he gave a quick glance at her large bossum, gulping again. "Your beautiful and all, but... well, its pretty..." he pinched the bridge of his nose and curse himself. "And I wonder why I haven't gotten any..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadows Maiden [Sabbat and DreadD]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 17:45:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm not sure I followed that..."<br><br>She says, leaning back towards him with a soft smile.<br><br>"I mean, thank you for the compliment, but what's pretty?&nbsp; And what do you wonder you haven't gotten?"<br><br>Her tone is warm, patient, as though she was working to help him get out his thoughts.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadows Maiden [Sabbat and DreadD]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 18:20:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He leaned back slighly as she pressed in ever closer, trying to phrase his words without messing up this time.<br><br><em>Couldn't finish a sentence, haha! And I wondered why I was a virgin</em><br><br>"You said you would help with anything, but... my main issue right this second... well, I don't know if its something you can help with. I mean, I'm sure you could, but... I don't know if its right I ask you" once again, his eyes lingered on those caramel orbs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadows Maiden [Sabbat and DreadD]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 18:23:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sighs, but smiles.<br><br>"I told you, you can ask me anything, and I'll at least consider it, I want to help you, so don't be so... Doubtful, so uncertain.&nbsp; Just tell me openly."<br><br>Her tone is calm soothing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadows Maiden [Sabbat and DreadD]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>09-07-2008, 07:21:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well..." he seemed to consider a minute, finding his eyes lingering a lot more often. It was also impossible to hide his erection leaning back like this. "I guess I'm, kinda... ok, really horny... thats whats been wrong right now... I mean, I'm not... well, you wanted to know what was wrong..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadows Maiden [Sabbat and DreadD]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>09-07-2008, 12:42:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh?&nbsp; You're aroused?"<br><br>She looks a touch taken aback, blinking uncertainly.<br><br>"Have someone particular in mind?&nbsp; I mean, it's pretty normal for a guy your age to have thoughts like that."<br><br>The psychiatrist continues, mildly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadows Maiden [Sabbat and DreadD]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>10-07-2008, 15:52:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, you wanted to know what was bugging me right this second, so... I mean, its not like I'm asking for help with it, its just hard not to get aroused around you"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadows Maiden [Sabbat and DreadD]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>11-07-2008, 00:01:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"M... Me?"<br><br>She seems a little taken aback.<br><br>"You've gotten aroused by me?&nbsp; O... Oh!&nbsp; I...&nbsp; I'm sorry."<br><br>She blushed cutely, it seems to extend all the way to the top of her breasts.<br><br>"I, I've been rather inconsiderate, haven't I?&nbsp; Oh... Oh my..."<br><br>She titters, reaching for her jacket.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadows Maiden [Sabbat and DreadD]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>13-07-2008, 13:41:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Uhh, wait..." he reached out hesitently to catch her attention. "You don't have to cover up..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadows Maiden [Sabbat and DreadD]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>15-07-2008, 07:31:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I...&nbsp; I don't have to...?"<br><br>She murmurs, her hand leaving off her jacket.<br><br>"Or do you mean, you'd rather I didn't?"<br><br>Kathy's tone was teasing a little, and she leans forewards towards him, shifting suggestively in the chair, taking advantage of her more than considerable allure.<br><br>"You'd rather stay horny then?"
			</dd>
		</dl>
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