Devil's Tomb

A tomb which evil creatures have claimed as their own. It is said that all who explore this dull tomb without evil blood in their body never escape again...

-BEAUTY-
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Posted on October 19, 2009 at 09:17:04 PM by Rou

The virgin fey was a winner of sorts many wanted her but none had, her and while currently she wore the stench of the most recent of the the few she'd taken in company she would no sooner leave here and bathe, her favorite activity, keeping clean. She spent more time cleaning than anywhere else than with anyone else. But Rou cared not what any had thought of her, all that mattered was the now, not tomorrow not yesterday and right now she was in his presence and apparently he could not get past that.

"How long have you been on this mountain, not every evil soul comes here to plot, I am able to do that anywhere, plus I wasn't walking I was laying and humming, I like to reflect on my day, how productive it was and what I can do to make tomorrow better, if of course there is a tomorrow for me to wake to." She said matter of factly.

Rou was not moved by the brutes cat of hardness, if it even came down to it there would be no fight and she would not have to get her paws dirty so this show of machoness was lost on the fey she could care less how buff one was, how tough you looked, all that mattered was your funess level and with this brute huffing and puffing about as if trying intimidate her Rou was quickly losing interest. "Then why did you come here?" She asked, maybe he was not physically any fun but maybe his intentions could prove fun she could somehow turn him to the right wolves for his goals or help him even reach them...she did not know of the brute, and Bandido never spoke his name so Rou was good in thinking he was not all that important to know, still she would treat him if he was. At least until she got really really bored.

She kept her distance well if he didn't want to play, she would not play and that was pretty much how her game went...the mouse kept her cheese, even though she knew no male could go without the satisfaction of a little tender touch, well unless they didn't like femmoras.

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