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Thread: Emotions Running High at the Office!

He nodded, Yes, i'll be sure to do that. and smiled. An invitation wasn't necessary, hell wild horses couldn't keep him away. Not after their little tryst on the stair well a moment ago. Although, food was the last thing on his mind, he supposed they did need to eat. He shrugged, I would much rather you went ahead and just ordered for the both of us. But since you asked, I am partial to Italian food so long as it isn't spaghetti? And... I think I'll be able to find us a bottle of wine too. He'd just remembered the bottle he'd been gifted by some of the guys for his last birthday. He hadn't gotten around to opening it yet. And he thought, this would be the perfect time for it. With a smile, he left her to head back to his desk. But he found it hard to concentrate on his work. His mind kept returning to Jasmine. And with her out of sight, he was able to think a little more clearly. After all that had happened between them, he was certain there was something different about her. She wasn't your typical clone. It was as if she was feeling... emotions. And it fascinated him. It also made him a little apprehensive... after all, a clone with feelings was generally considered defective. As he worked, he kept glancing at the clock. Time wasn't moving fast enough for him today. Still, he managed to wrap up all his work fairly quick. He was a fast worker, always had been. It was one of the reasons he managed to get away with his relatively slack punctuality. No one really bothered him so long as the work got done. It wasn't long before one by one, the others started to leave. A few of them even invited him for a drink that evening. But when he told them he couldn't and that he'd been asked to stick around, they left him alone. But not before joking about Jerry being put in detention. Once, he knew that the coast was clear he found the wine and headed up to the top floors.
Thread: Emotions Running High at the Office!

She watched him disappear back down to the main floor. Smiling softly as she disappeared to her owner's office where she tossed her coat to the large leather couch before she looked through the folders. With time going by Jasmine had removed her high heels as she danced around the office getting papers reorganized in certain folders. Though after awhile she went over to the large desk and called the local Italian restaurant. There she ordered herself a large plate of chicken Alfredo with bread on the side. Though she was wondering what to order for him. Thinking about it as she asked the owners to tell her the dishes. Either way she asked a second helping of chicken alfredo. They informed her it would be 40 minutes to get done. Smiling as she thanked them over the phone then hung up. An hour went by as a young man came escorted to the office by the security guard from below. Thanks Bill! She said happily as she paid for the food. The young guy glanced her over but he was grabbed by the guard and thrown out of the office. More than likely it was ten minutes before Jerry started up to the office. Jasmine sat on the floor as she was surrounded by papers with her blouse unbutton by one button. Sighing softly as her back was starting to hurt with her looking over the papers and putting them in the right areas. Wow.. She muttered wondering why she was placed to do this either way work needed to be done.
Thread: Emotions Running High at the Office!

Jerry made his way up to the top floor. It wasn't every day he got to see how the high and mighty lived so he took his time about it. He was impressed, since just a few of the top brass occupied the offices up here, there was a whole lot of space. And it was all very tastefully done up, probably by a very expensive interior decorator. And it was all empty. It was a strange feeling being up here with no one around. The place was intimidating to say the least, and that was probably why he was feeling a little nervous. His initial reactions when he realized that he and Jasmine were going to be alone in the office till late, was one of excitement. Not to mention anticipation. He'd been looking forward to this all day. But now he got thinking. Why would the old man leave Jasmine alone up here like this? If she was a clone that brought fond memories of his past, it was unlikely that he'd have gone home without her. And yet, here he was. He was still uneasy when he came to the main office. He knew Jasmine would be there and was about to knock when he saw that the door was ajar. Very gently he pushed the door open a little. He saw Jasmine sitting on the floor with her back to him. He just stood there watching her for a moment. She looked perfect to him and a slow smile rose to his face. He forgot all his apprehensions when he saw her. With the carpeting being as plush as they were, it was unlikely his feet would make any sound. Still, he was careful as he quietly slipped inside the door. With a little smile, he held the bottle of wine like a waiter would at any high price restaurant and in his most dignified voice asked, Would the lady care for some wine while she worked?
Thread: Emotions Running High at the Office!

Jasmine removed her glasses and rubbed her eyes when Jerry spoke she looked behind her to see him standing there. Smiling as he got to her feet but swayed slightly as she felt the feeling in one of her legs was gone. She never had wine before but was willing to try it at least. I would like to try some. She said with a soft smile before she went to her owner's desk. There she bent over and searched for glasses. Normally he'd have glasses to seal deals but washed them completely. Ah! She leaned further and pulled out two glasses and walked back over to Jerry. The food is already here. She tilted her head slightly with a smile. Unlike the other men she seen they didn't spark her interest like he did. The thought of what happened between them earlier entered her mind. She wondered if something like that wil happen tonight with them being alone.
Thread: Emotions Running High at the Office!

He couldn't help staring at her butt when she bent over, but he was sure she hadn't done that for his benefit. He couldn't help grinning though. He wondered if she even realized what effect she had on men. He'd noticed the way she'd swayed when she'd got up and guessed what the cause was. Here let me get that he said as he took the glasses from her, why don't you sit down? I'm guessing your leg has gone numb from sitting on the floor. He placed the glasses on the table and poured them some wine. He walked over to her and offered her a glass with a smile, Here you go... give it a little taste. It's a good vintage and I'd been saving it for a special occasion. And this definitely qualifies.
Thread: Emotions Running High at the Office!

Following his suggestion as she went over to the desk then pushed herself up. sitting on the desk. With her crossing her legs as she looked up at him. Smiling as she took the wine from his hand. Sipping from it slowly but shuddered from the taste. It tasted odd but she couldn't help but to cough from the bitter taste. Does wine always taste like this? She asked as she tried another sip from the glass but it tasted the same to her. Perhaps its more of a taste for someone to get use to. Either way she put the glass down on the desk as she leaned back onto her hands, looking out the window. The city out the window was lit up but in the sky was a full moon that looked bright. If the city lights were out the moon could light the area with ease. Jumping down from the desk as she walked over to the large window, looking at the faint stars. A hunters moon tonight..... No one told her about such a thing but more than likely the person's DNA she had knew some things and it was pass down to her.
Thread: An Embarrassing Affair (Mr Incognito@Gina)

Ernest sat calmly on the park bench at the center of the city.His long, blond hair fell over the top of the bench in the back. His hand was covering his eyes as he tried to block a brief flash of sun light that glared into his face. Normally, the passive Ernest was not found of spending too much time out doors he preferred to be away from people, not to interact with them unless needed. But today was different. He was going to meet his co-worker and rival in the office for a day off, and he had a rather....interesting day planned for the two of them.
Thread: An Embarrassing Affair (Mr Incognito@Gina)

Gina his rival about the age of 23 was jogging through the park which she usally does everytime she has a day off. As she ran she enjoyed the sun in on her skin. She wore a simple t-shirt and sweat pants as she ran. About 10 minutes into her jog she ran into her co-worker which made her stop. What the hell are you doing here? she asked him.
Thread: An Embarrassing Affair (Mr Incognito@Gina)

Ernest looked up lazily as he saw his rival approach. Gina was just the person he wanted to see right now, but his face didn't show it. Nor did his face show that he disliked it. He just looked slightly annoyed at her reaction. He still sat calmly at the bench, crossing his legs and looking at her. She had quite a nice figure, and with the choice of clothes, it certainly showed. Why so abrasive? I only came to enjoy a quiet sit in the park! Just because we're competitive at work, doesn't mean we need to be nasty outside of work, eh?
Thread: An Embarrassing Affair (Mr Incognito@Gina)

She frowned at him. You were the one that took all the credit for that one project remember. You are rat and nothing more. she said rudely towards him. I told you many times to stay out of my sight
Thread: An Embarrassing Affair (Mr Incognito@Gina)

And you took credit for my first presentation back when we started out. But if we focus on that, then we'll just hate each other. Why not just start over, hmm? Ernest was lying, although he was a very good liar. He still held his grudges against her, but he did not show it openly. He wanted back at this girl, and he wanted it bad. But he needed her to lower her guard. He needed her to be vulnerable, and once she was, he would strike. He hid a small smile as he reflected his plan. It was going to be a good say.
Thread: An Embarrassing Affair (Mr Incognito@Gina)

She sighed Fine. I guess we are even. I still don't like you but I don't hate you anymore. she said still frowning. Gina looked around the park to see if anyone else was around. Maybe someone who she would like better.
Thread: The Seedy Underbelly of the world of PokÃ©mon (Aura & Nihil)

Stephanie stood at 4 feet 10 inches, not particularly tall, but still there was room in her growing fourteen year old body for another growth spurt, enough to hopefully surpass five feet. Her strawberry blonde hair pulled back and done up in a pony tail. Stephanie was a pokmon trainer, she had been for some time now, her companions that she had been travelling with had parted ways with her at the previous town. She had heard about the carnival at the town, she had been to the carnival three years ago when she had been a much newer trainer. For nearly four years Stephanie had been travelling, most of those days were either camped out under the stars in the wild or in a tent when the weather was not so kind, the others were at Pokcenters, either slumped in those horrible plastic chairs or in an actual bed when she had the money. She was not the best pokmon trainer in terms of battling skills, her hope wasnt to remain a trainer however, she wanted to become a TV reporter and by travelling and being self sufficient she hoped that she would one day get her chance, after all she now knew alot about the world at least the parts she had travelled. Having picked up some money her Dad had left in her bank account as a gift, she was going to enjoy her time at the carnival. There were so many rides that she wanted to enjoy, so many activities to engage in and try out all the food. First off however she had to eat. Today she had money, and she was in the middle of a carnival, to hell with her diet and healthy eating. It was time to indulge in those forbidden oh so delicious morsels of bliss she rarely had and to top it all off, cover it with chocolate sauce, everything was delicious with chocolate sauce. Well not everything but she definately did have a strange sense of taste. Sitting down at a table with her plate full of food, looking around at the crowds, smiling as she remembered what it was like the first time she was here, reminicsing on old times.
Thread: The Seedy Underbelly of the world of PokÃ©mon (Aura & Nihil)

The squat chubby man sat irritably behind the carnival stand, wrapping his fingers against the hard wooden surface like clockwork as his dull brown eyes looked over the crowds. Mr. Bailey was a twisted and wretched creature, although this did not alter his outward appearance of a kindly fat rugged man who seemed to want to get along with people. This of course only served to help keep him on in the clear while he conducted her horrendous work. Pokeporn was infact an illegal product, however the amount of cash that he reeled in from his select loyal clientele was far too tempting to pass up. And so this disgusting creature sought out to ruin the lives of many young girls to bring him and his colleges wealth and status. This of course was not his first time scouting the local carnival, infact if his memory served right would be his tenth time, each one wrangling in a good handful of unsuspecting trainers. Beside the man stood his most loyal and equally malicious Hypno. The hulking yellow creature stood head and shoulders above any normal man, much larger than any other hypo. Just like his master, this hypno held a lust for human girls that could not be slaked. It is because of this that he and his master have come together for a great mutual benefit.
Thread: ShadowRose/TortoiseShell;; Naughty but Nice

Dear Diary, Another A, another proud teacher. Why is it that I'm not feeling like it's worth anything? I mean sure, I'm going to the college of first choice, but at what cost? Today, I saw Amy with her new boyfriend. She changed so much since she became friends with him and the 'cool' kids. When I smiled at her, she smiled back and walked away. I don't get it. Is there really something wrong with me? It's not like I'm bad looking or boring, sure I'm no prom queen, but why do I feel so different? If only something could change. I wish I could get that experience everyone else seems to be getting. But it's not possible. Hell, I doubt I could become like them even if I tried. Maybe a miracle would help. In all those books, girls like me have miracles. I'm sure I'm entitled to one as well. Tomorrow, I'll try again, change the way things are. --------------- On the promising note, the brief diary entry ended, the small book quickly hidden under the bed. Its owner soon fell asleep, waking up to the beeping sound of her alarm clock. Quickly getting up, Quinn ran to the bathroom to take a shower, preparing for school. Studying herself in the mirror, she attached her long brown hair into a loose ponytail, applying a light layer of lip gloss. She then pulled on her square glasses, a soft sigh escaping her plump lips. Her face was beautiful when the glasses were off yet she didn't seem to realize it. The glasses did little good to her large emerald eyes surrounded by thick eyelashes that went unnoticed by everyone. Walking up to her wardrobe, she hesitated before pulling on a pair of jeans and a simple t-shirt with a pair of sneakers. She wasn't too thin or too overweight, her breasts weren't big and the rest of her was just that - pretty but too average for anyone to notice. The eighteen years old girl hurried downstairs and following a quick breakfast drove to school. Once again, the diary entry proved to be filled with false hoped. Hey Quinn, a girl smiled at her, receiving a brief nod, a blush covering Quinn's lightly tanned skin. Hey, she mumbled, her voice low and sultry. She then hastily moved on, realizing that she had no idea what else to tell the classmate. Soon enough, she reached the classroom and took her usual seat at the front of the room, her books set up in front of her about five minutes before the bell rang.
Thread: The Soldier and the Vampire (Onica & Raziel99)

Onica awoke when the vehicle she was in hit a bump in the long dirt road it was going down. Not that the young Marine knew that at the time...awaken eyes only seeing darkness. Head hitting the top of the small box she was in as she tried to stand or better sit up. Mind racing...trying to recall what had happened. Going back to the start of it all. She had been on deployment, the helicopter she had been in shot down during a med-evac....after that everything was a misty. Yet somehow she had ended up in this small wooden box. Her uniform tore or at less it felt that was as she ran her hands over her pants and t-shirt. Dog tags still around her neck that read, Onica Istre Date of Birth May 19, 1988 Blood type O. Hand moving up more, checking for wounds and trying to stay calm...coming to rest on the large metal collar that was now around her neck. This alone caused the girl to take a deep breath in, almost chocking on it as the vehicle hit another bump. Legs now trying to kick out the side of the box making the chain that was hooked to the collar ring in her ears, yet the side of the box would not give. She tried to call out, to yell for help but her mouth was dry and the collar make it hard to swallow. Seeming that years passed, even if the road they where on was only 20 miles long. Unable to see anything, not able to move to the small hole that was put on the other side of the box to let air in. What felt like hours seemed to pass by when the vehicle finally stopped...the Marine hearing a door open. The box was being dragged...then turned on its side making her flip around. Clearly who ever was moving it did not know she was in it or did not care that she was in their. Feeling the chain being pulled at from a unseen hole as the box was open. Even though it was dark out, the small amount of light still hurt the girl's eyes. Still as soon as was able to move her feet Onica tried to jet, being clothes lined by the collar and chain that held her in some man's grasp. Finding herself quickly on the ground as he pulled her back. Hands going up to grab the chain, almost in a tug-of-war as she was dragged. The girl not even paying mind to anyone that might be around as she tried her best to gain control of the chain even if she was on the ground.
Thread: The Soldier and the Vampire (Onica & Raziel99)

Raziel was walking through the entrance hall of his estate - pacing, actually, slight anxious for a certain delivery. He had sent out a order for a blood doll, and he was hoping that it would get there soon. But they were late almost every single time he called for them. Paid and everything. Shame, really. He thought they would have learned by now. He heard doors slam outside, heard a slight scuffle, and headed outside slowly, the door remaining open behind him. He was wearing dark clothes for the night, a black cloak hiding his bodily features, and dark clothes underneath. He slowly walked over to where there was a tug-of-war with the handlers and what seemed to be his slave girl. They were about equally matched, but they could have damaged her. He took the chain near the middle, pushing off the two men before pulling her to him easily in one strong tug. He held onto the chain, holding it from about two feet from the collar, as his eyes went over her. He was more than satisfied with what he saw, and he turned to the handlers, eyes narrowing. You are lucky that she was uninjured. He said in a low, venomous voice, as he slowly led her towards the manor, leading er to the front door before closing it nearly in her face. But... you nearly did. And you are late. That is unacceptable. There were screams and dull thuds, and some strange squishing noises mixed with broken bones before Raziel came back into the manor, the door closing behind him, blocking the view outside. There wasn't a drop of blood on him. Follow. His voice was still low, deep, but instead of venomous, it was slightly seducing. The entrance hall was rather huge, arched roof behind supported by several pillars that ran down to the ground, the floor marble, and some gargoyle-like states against the walls. At the far end, there was a large staircase that headed up and to both the east and west wings. The door that he led her into - and she had no choice but to follow or be dragged, since he was holding the end of the chain - was a study. Most of the walls were bookshelves, filled to the brim with books with every author from A to Z. Opposite the door was a fireplace, and in front of it was two chairs, rather soft looking, and a bearskin rug in front. He led her to those chairs, sitting in one. Sit. He said, a commanding tone. Now, why do you think you are here?
Thread: The Soldier and the Vampire (Onica & Raziel99)

Seemed not to pay any mind as the new male took hold of the chain, it was only when he gave a strong enough pulled that could have had him in his arms if he wished that she looked up and saw that her and the two other males where no longer alone. Yet the young Marine's will to free herself would prove strong, even paled to that of the new man's power. However, even he would have to say she was stronger then most females her size and build. The girl wearing her torn uniform of green digi cami pants and a green t-shirt that was so ripped it seemed to just hang from her form. Dog tags seeming to dance around as she pulled and put up a fight for her life. Her scent that of burned fuel and blood...even if it was not her own. It did not take long for Onica to find herself pulled into the front door of the estate, door closing in her face. This gave her a little jolt...but also gave her time to look over self. It seemed that she did not have a cut on her, and make the Marine wounder if her team had been so luck. Most likely not, this thought make her breathing a little heave as the screams of the two mean that had brought her to this place rang past the door making her jump. A small chill of fear going down her spine. As the door opened again, Onica seemed to back up some. More the unwilling to follow the rather new male anywhere...stopping in mid-drag only when the entered the large study. Eyes wide as she took in all the books that made most Libraries pail in comparison. Such a beautiful home she had seen so far, more then she ever dreamed of staying in. However, right now she did not want to be here. Head shooting to the male as he told her to sit, seeing that he had already grabbed a seat in one of the large chairs near the fire. God how her mind started to take in every detail...like if the room was to hot or to cold. The slight creeks that the house made, the crackle of the fire...her own breathing heavy, mind trying to think of something to say. Something to answer his question, but all she could think about was her helicopter crashing. The girl did not know why she was here so she said the only thing she could think of...No clue why don't you tell me?