The Halloween Ball- Auction Block
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				Title: <strong>The Halloween Ball- Auction Block</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>28-10-2008, 23:13:21</strong>
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				Dark sleeves floating and ribbons trailing, Angel moved up to the front of the room, lips hovering closely to the mic again. In her hand was a glossy catelog. (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=22956.0) Casting a look about the room, she smiled faintly, before fair purring out her words.<br><br>"Welcome ladies and gentleman, to our little festivity. Please peruse the merchandises. Play, explore, and enjoy. But remember, you break, you buy." Her fingers trailed up to wrap lightly about the microphone. "The auction is fairly easy. Lure your preys, tempt them to bear your collars willingly. What happened behind these doors," her fingers fluttered about, the champagne in her flute threatening to overflow, "stays behind these doors." <br><br>So saying, she stepped off of the podium and cast and amused gaze about the room. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Halloween Ball- Auction Block</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>29-10-2008, 00:44:00</strong>
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				Alex sipped his lightly chilled glass of champaigne as Angel seemed to float up to the podium to make the announcement.&nbsp; Practiced eyes evaluated her and he idly wondered if she was as good in bed as she looked.&nbsp; &nbsp;Perhaps if nothing better turned up, he'd certainly explore to see how flexible she might be.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Halloween Ball- Auction Block</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>29-10-2008, 01:21:30</strong>
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				Angel let her eyes raked over Alex before lifting the glass in a half-salute to him, her lips curling over the glass edge. "Enjoying yourself?" She murmured, her voice the sound of silk against marble. "Or just wondering what's for sale?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Halloween Ball- Auction Block</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>29-10-2008, 01:42:15</strong>
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				He lifted his glass in half salute in return and then walked over to join her, confidence of a power player in every step.&nbsp; "Both perhaps."&nbsp; &nbsp;He answered her half murmured questions.&nbsp; "After all, beauty should be both enjoyed and delighted upon."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Halloween Ball- Auction Block</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>29-10-2008, 01:46:51</strong>
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				Angel cocked an eyebrow at his approach, but said nothing to the contrary or stop his advances. "Maybe...but simple survey of beauty can be so limiting." She moved close enough that a waft of something that smelled of both flower and wine sweep over him. Her eyes lit on his. "So what are you? Simply one to peruse or a player?
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Halloween Ball- Auction Block</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>29-10-2008, 03:44:29</strong>
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				"Ah...what are any of us in life."&nbsp; He takes her hand and kisses it in a very gentlemanly manner, taking in the smell of her and finding it pleasing.&nbsp; "Is that not one of the many questions."&nbsp; He straightened up, looking at her.&nbsp; "But to answer your question in a more straightforward manner, I'm here to partake of certain delights."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Halloween Ball- Auction Block</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>29-10-2008, 06:28:59</strong>
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				Angel drew her hand back, unshaken and looking fairly impassive at his attention. "Certain delights?" She echoed, her lips parting to reveal white teeth. "Exactly what kind of entertainment are you looking for? And can I," she inclined her head a little, "be of any service?" She added with a soft laugh. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Halloween Ball- Auction Block</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>29-10-2008, 08:22:03</strong>
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				"I'm certain that a mutually acceptable arrangement can be reached if you are so inclined."&nbsp; He choose his words with a bit of care, sensing an opportunity.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Everyone has a price, even I."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Halloween Ball- Auction Block</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>29-10-2008, 20:14:03</strong>
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				"Perhaps." Angel's eyes lit on his again with a bit more interest this time. She twirled the flute between her fingers, her expression pensive before she spoke again. "Now the question is, can you afford my price?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Halloween Ball- Auction Block</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>29-10-2008, 21:09:41</strong>
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				"It may surprise you that I can."&nbsp; He smiled at her slightly, very much like a cat getting cream.&nbsp; &nbsp;"I am, among other things, well connected.&nbsp; In certain ways."&nbsp; His eyes twinkled mischeviously at her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Halloween Ball- Auction Block</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>30-10-2008, 00:54:07</strong>
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				Angel paused for a moment, her lips parted in mild amusement. The triumph in his eyes wasn't lost on her. "Can you?" She mused. The glass chimed against her fingernails. "Tempt me." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Halloween Ball- Auction Block</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>30-10-2008, 19:39:55</strong>
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				He leaned over and quietly whispered something into her ear before taking a sip of his champaigne.&nbsp; &nbsp;"If that doesn't appeal to you, I'm certain that as a high powered attorney, I can find something else that makes you more ... malletable."
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