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IPS RP~ Closed
Emma blushed violently at the kiss,and the complement of 'fair maden' feeling his fangs on his neck. As he was set down on the fort, he smiled, deciding to join in the fun. Using his telekinesis powers, he wrapped Jerkin's legs in the sheet, making him fall. "hey! Nobody steals a kiss from me, even if it was on the neck." he smirked, jumping down from the fort..
Jerkins eyes went wide. "Nooo!!! she'll get you!!!" Jerkins cried, untangling himself.
Emma laughed, "We'll see.." he joked, helping him up from the tangled mess. "Let's tag team.. you should know I can hold myself in a fight." he smirked, winking at the vampire boy.
Jerkins shrugged and straightened his jacket. "Well, you've never fought Princess Amalia... she's not above fighting dirty." He didn't even flinch as a pastry flew past his head. "I taught her that." he chuckled ruefully and took out a feather. "But I'm not above it either."
Emma blinked for a moment, but grinned. He knew he would get scolded for playing with the guest in this manner, but hey, having fun doesn't always mean taking a life.. "I think I can handle myself." he said coolly.
Jerkins nodded and then took off his previously straightened jacket, laying it neatly in the closet ebfore dashign out into the main room in search of Amalia.
"Marco!!!" he called out.
"Polo!" came the reply, along with a spoonful of tapioca, aimed for emma.
Emma noticed and used his telekinesis to redirect the tapioca, hitting Jerkins accidentally in the back of the head. Emma's eyes widened, "oops".
Jerkins glared and whirled on Emma. "hey, not fair!"
Emma shrieked and giggled, turning to run away from Jerkins, but suddenly tripped on the tapioca landing face first in into the fort, his dress flying up exposing what he really is..
Amalia stared in disbelief, and Jerkins merely smiled a bit with his head tilted to the side.
"OHMYGAWD... those are some UGLY panties, man." amalia said, not at all phased with her/his dide parts.
"UGLY!" Matt sat up, his face bright red, "I'm FORCED to wear these!" he exclaimed, turning away. "I-I have to leave." he added standing and running out the door mortified.
Amalia shook her head and sat down to eat her salad, which she had hidden out of the line of fire.
Jerkins stared out teh door after Emma.
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Minutes later] Emma walked back into the room, carrying Jerkin's food, since the first round was splattered all over the draperies. "Riku made me come back to clean the place up." he reassured, not looking into anyone's eyes, and wearing a longer skirt.
Jerkins was clinging to the ceiling, just having finished putting the drapes back up. The food was at least swept into a pile and scrubbed (partially) off of the walls. He smiled and waved at Emma, crawling across teh ceiling till he was in front of Emma, then dropped, smiling.
Amalia was passed out on the couch, a piece of cheese stuck to her cheek.
Emma looked down shyly, which was out of behavior for him. "E-excuse me." he whispered, offering a small polite smile before attempting to move around the taller vampire male. ~What is wrong with you? You're not usually shy and stuff around men! Pull yourself together!!~ Emma thought, scolding herself as she put down the new food..
the vampire smiled and didn't move.
He is quite a pretty little thing... he mused, watching him move.
so gracefull, feminine...
Emma smiled a bit and blushed, overhearing the other's thoughts. "My name is Matt.." he admitted, "Emaline is just my sir name.." Matt added, glancing back at the vampire from cleaning the small amount of mess off the floor..
"I think I'll call you Venia." Jerkins said, walking over to Matt.
Matt furrowed his eyebrows, "I'm not some pet you can name." he objected, standing and turning to Jerkins, looking up at the tall vampire surprised he was as close as he was.
Jerkins looks hurt. "but it means 'grace' in Latin..." he looked hurt for a moment, then closed up and stepped back, walking over to Amalia and lifting her up, walking out of the room.
Matt watched him leave the room with his sister, feeling a ping of regret at his choice of words. Looking back at his work, he sighed, " I really do need a mop." he sighed, going to get the supplies he needed from the supply closet before starting to scrub the walls...
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hours later]
Matt looked at the newly cleaned and glittered room, he sighed, still feeling bad about his earlier behavior. Deciding to write an apology note, Matt fumbled for a note pad and pencil, scribbling something on the note and placing it on Jerkin's pillow. It read: "So my new name is 'Venia'?" Matt shrugged at his note, approving at his apology..OK at least at his version of an apology.. but hey. It was a start. ~Seriously..wh
at is wrong with me?~ Matt questioned himself, turning out the light and closing the door before leaving the room...
[hours later from that] Amalia bounced into the room, ignoring the newly cleaned walls. Jerkins stumbled in after her, lugging an impossible amount of clothing bags. He dropped two of them on teh floor and kicked them to Amalia, and dragged the rest to his own room.
Amalia huffed. "You are so girly, Jay. i ONLY limited myself to two bags, and you had to buy the whole store!"
Jerkins rolled his eyes and dumped all of the clothes on his bed, but not before reading the note and smiling. "This, my dear Mels, is a compilation of the best stores in teh area... I can only dress in the best!" he said with a theatricall flinging of his person on top of the pile.
Matt resumed to his room, putting on some sexy outfit for his night job here at the hotel, transforming his body into a woman's.. he sighed, not quite in the mood to entertain, not unless it was someone special. Matt blushed as he thought of that someone, going over to the mirror and brushed his long white hair and adjusting his top.
Amalia was in bed, and Jerkins was awake, being a vampire it was an occupational hazard. He put on one of his new jackets, pants and shoes, all witha slight shimmer, and he brushed a light shimmer through his hair. He walked downstairs and sighed, smelling all the hooker necks, legs,e tc ( ^_* ) and shook his head. He wanted a snack on someone special.
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