Everything was moving so fast. I feel like what Buffy must have felt like when Warren stuck that temporal distortion chip on her, except you know, sexier. I blinked, and realized that my shirt had been peeled off, which was a relief, as it was getting way too hot with that on. We hadn't really even done anything yet and already I was panting. The only rush I'd ever felt like this was after I summoned anything big, but even that was just this really quick whoosh. This was a whoosh that just kept going.
Warren's hands kept moving over my body, dragging more whimpers from me. I must have sounded so pathetic making those quiet little sounds. Like... like a girl or something. But, what else was I supposed to do? I- sure, I'd thought about doing this kind of thing with Warren - I mean no I haven't... but if I did, I don't think the exact pitch of my voice was would have been my top priority in my thoughts. He didn't seem to mind, though
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I thought for a moment. The idea appealed to me greatly. I'd never been fond of Xander, as little as I knew him. Back in high school he'd always struck me as not someone who was ostracized because of his intellect or geekiness, like Andrew and I, but someone who others preferred to avoid because he was frankly an idiot. One of those guys who probably insisted on trying to be all 'manly man', and drooled over Playboy magazines that he kept stashed in his locker between classes.
"Hmmm. I like it, Anya." I said thoughfully, as she continued.
"After all, he is the scoobies only other link and if we take him, maybe we could make a deal with the remaining scoobies. Maybe we could torture him for a while too...""Torture?" I raised an eyebrow at her, a grin spreading across my face. The girl had a taste for the bloodlust, it seemed. I liked that in a woman, a certain viciousness that us men often had trouble cultivating. Of course, men like me were superior
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Re: Bloodshed.anya_ankyankaJanuary 19 2005, 00:31:10 UTC
My stomach turned a little, I hadn't really realized what I had said about Xander, but I had to go with it. After all the emotional anguish he put me through, he deserves. It was almost like I was trying to convince myself, but I had to do it. This is the way that things were done... Xander had to know that what he did was wrong, he couldn't just do that to someone
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Oh God... we were actually still talking about torture? With... with Anya? Instead of, oh, I don't know... maybe going back downstairs again? But I couldn't just let this girl stay here and endear herself to Warren with all her talk of torture and cold-bloodedness. I could be cold blooded too, you know.
At least, for Warren I could. I-I bet I could even kill for him sometime. I don't know who, but I'd do it!
Especially if it would make Warren stop looking at Anya and look back at me again.
As for this conversation, I decided to just stay quiet for now. It would probably be smartest, since if I tried to say something I think my voice would sound kinda like I was going through puberty all over again. To be honest, Warren was scaring me a little. He'd changed so fast. One minute we were talking about robbing banks and making invisibility rays, and now all of the sudden there's murder and torture and stuff
( ... )
Warren's hands kept moving over my body, dragging more whimpers from me. I must have sounded so pathetic making those quiet little sounds. Like... like a girl or something. But, what else was I supposed to do? I- sure, I'd thought about doing this kind of thing with Warren - I mean no I haven't... but if I did, I don't think the exact pitch of my voice was would have been my top priority in my thoughts. He didn't seem to mind, though ( ... )
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I thought for a moment. The idea appealed to me greatly. I'd never been fond of Xander, as little as I knew him. Back in high school he'd always struck me as not someone who was ostracized because of his intellect or geekiness, like Andrew and I, but someone who others preferred to avoid because he was frankly an idiot. One of those guys who probably insisted on trying to be all 'manly man', and drooled over Playboy magazines that he kept stashed in his locker between classes.
"Hmmm. I like it, Anya." I said thoughfully, as she continued.
"After all, he is the scoobies only other link and if we take him, maybe we could make a deal with the remaining scoobies. Maybe we could torture him for a while too...""Torture?" I raised an eyebrow at her, a grin spreading across my face. The girl had a taste for the bloodlust, it seemed. I liked that in a woman, a certain viciousness that us men often had trouble cultivating. Of course, men like me were superior ( ... )
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At least, for Warren I could. I-I bet I could even kill for him sometime. I don't know who, but I'd do it!
Especially if it would make Warren stop looking at Anya and look back at me again.
As for this conversation, I decided to just stay quiet for now. It would probably be smartest, since if I tried to say something I think my voice would sound kinda like I was going through puberty all over again. To be honest, Warren was scaring me a little. He'd changed so fast. One minute we were talking about robbing banks and making invisibility rays, and now all of the sudden there's murder and torture and stuff ( ... )
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