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[_thuringwethil]

*grows bored of languishing in the cupboard and breaks free*

*notices she has acquired a new look courtesy of Dita von Teese*

>:)

*saunters out towards towards town to find out what's been happening*

Comments

[_annatar]

He knows about me and Melisse and I'm still alive. Go me. Nice tits.

[_thuringwethil]

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Huzzah!!! and Thank you.

In that order.

[_annatar]

I haven't seen you in a while. . . anything new? Besides the look, that is.

[_thuringwethil]

Eh. Not much to report, really. Figured I'd better see how you were treating my daughter.

[_annatar]

You really should stop asking that question if you don't want to hear a very graphic answer. >;)

[_thuringwethil]

Well. I'll interpret that as happy and say no more on the matter.

[_annatar]

*smirks*

[_thuringwethil]

*thwaps you*

Well. Come on. I may as well buy you a drink.

[_annatar]

I'd say the whole thing is cause for celebration, yes.

[_thuringwethil]

*leads the way to the nearest booze-hole*

So... hatched any devious schemes? Pissed off the locals?

[_annatar]

*has a seat*

*ponders* There's really not much new on my front, although Melisse has been busy. >:D

[_thuringwethil]

*raises an eyebrow*

As in... an innuendo or malicious actions?

[_annatar]

As in messing maliciously with the gullible and down-right stupid.

[_thuringwethil]

*perks up*

Really? >:D

That's delightful!! Aww, I'm so pleased!

[_annatar]

Yes, she's amassing quite a collection of saps that 'owe' her. :D

[_thuringwethil]

Oooh! That'll be useful to cash in on. >:D
And it's all in a very traditional vein of evil. Sort of like pacts with demons minus the pentragrams.