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Post by Satra on Jul 16, 2009 19:52:46 GMT -5
Hadrian was very surprised to be lifted up very suddenly, but shifted to help her put him where she wanted. He gave a smile and sighed, relaxing a bit more. It felt good to be touched. It was a symbol of caring. It was comforting. His ear went back at her gentle chiding. He really couldn't help being self-effacing. The wheels in his head started to turn. He'd grown up in the court of Hearts after all.
"Maybe... we should send a letter ahead? The Hearts are pretty proud. They might not take kindly to being given help -- especially from Clubs -- without permission...? And... I'd really, really appreciate that. You sure you'll be able to tolerate Radek in your room? I watched you guys for a bit while you were out in the Garden..." he could only image something like this ending disastrously.
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Post by The Jenn on Jul 16, 2009 22:32:23 GMT -5
"Sending a letter vould certainly be the diplomatic thing to do," Anoushka agreed with a small sigh and a grumble. She'd been in politics for most of her life. She knew what they should and shouldn't do for the sake of Court relations, but she also knew how quickly that could bog something down. About half the time, she found it more expedient and useful to act first and ask for an official apology later. In this instance, the boy was probably right.
"You know the people you need to address the letter to better than I do at the moment. If you draft it up and have somevon write it out for you, I'll see it sent along express. Along vith you. Ve vant it to reach them as qvickly as possible." Her rough-love finger scritches resumed, more an affectionate digging and shuffling of the fur than an actual scratching motion. He needed a bath, but the undercoat always seemed oily so it didn't bother her overmuch.
The fingers paused and then resumed more vigorously. They were down to his chest ruff as she hugged him closer. His smelly self was oddly pleasant and his warmth was wonderful. "Vhat, you don't think I can handle an obnoxious brat for more than a few hours by myself? That's vhat most of the people who vork at this Court have been sometimes, irritating children. I'll just pay von of the staff more for a few days to be on call at any hour of the day. The boy himself may not enjoy it very much, but he'll be alive vhen you get back."
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Post by Satra on Jul 16, 2009 22:57:34 GMT -5
Hadrian nodded. Other, more eloquent people, were always better at expressing the ideas in his head. True he needed to practice getting better himself, but for really important things like this, it was best that his plain spoken words were not passed along. Being sent along himself seemed like a good move until he thought of the person he'd have to deal with. That... weapon of hers. Hadrian did not like him, ut he knew he'd have to deal with him. Hell, who knew? Maybe this could be something that started a bond between them? It certainly gave him hope. And then he grunted with pleasure. That woman was amazing with her hands. He loved the roughness she was building up. His tail thumped softly on the grass.
"Alright, alright, I'll never doubt your ability again in anyth-- wait, what?" the lofty carelessness in voice suddenly dropped and he looked up at her. He was suddenly afraid of leaving Radek alone with this woman.
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Post by The Jenn on Jul 16, 2009 23:05:22 GMT -5
Anoushka smirked, suddenly pleased with the concerned sliver of worry that had slipped into his tone at the end. "You heard me. My ability in everything remains peerless. Forever. Including handling idiot young pups, in vhatever capacity. Radek vill be fine. I'll see he doesn't hang himself by a leash or somesuch nonsense. Maybe I can grab von of the soldiers to start really challenging his staimna."
Ah, her boys. She didn't have an 'official' hand in the small Club military, but she'd been personally overseeing some of the current brass since they were new recruits. She'd had more than one of them in bed, and they were all better lovers for the experience, or so she liked to imagine. Hadrian's skills had certainly improved by leaps and bounds, not to mention his attention span.
"So. Vhy don't you go and find somevon now to take your notes and get all of this started." Her fingers didn't still in their vigorous rubbing. In fact, they moved a little lower and onto his belly as she half-rolled him herself.
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Post by Satra on Jul 16, 2009 23:25:14 GMT -5
Hadrian blinked.
"But if you start pushing his stamina, won't that mean he'll get more of it?" He couldn't imagine the boy being more of a pain in the ass than he already was. Then again, running around with the soldiers might be a great way to teach him some discipline. Hadrian thought about how much more of an idiot he would be at his age if it wasn't for the people in his life who had a hand in raising him kicking his ass when ever they could to whip him into shape, and with all the attention he gets from being born free... He was torn.
"I... trust you," he pieced the sentenced together, fully aware he could regret it. He grunted again. Suits, that scratching felt incredible. It certainly had a hand in him not pressing the subject any further. "Okay... but a little later, maybe? Hnnn~" He let her roll him and rolled himself the rest of the way, expressing his full compliance with her whims.
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Post by The Jenn on Jul 16, 2009 23:44:00 GMT -5
"He very vell might," Anoushka agreed levelly, not exactly relishing the thought. "But if he doesn't vork on getting some of that energy out now, he might not be able to find a suitable vay to do it vhen he gets older. I'd rather have Raillen or Vondir give him a few laps around the courtyard and a bit of training than have him destroy any more furniture. I don't have that much of it, you know." Her rooms were always notoriously spartan, mostly because she didn't spend a whole lot of time in them. She far preferred the beds of her lovers when available, and she never slept long by herself. The naps were only a recent thing.
That noise, however, was not. Her smirk reappeared as she scratched his stomach. So easy. Find the weak spot and they melted like butter, at least when she was done with them. "Maybe later," she agreed, glancing around. Nobody close? Fun. She bent over, ignoring the protest from her back at the awkward hunch, and flea-nibbled at his neck.
Sometimes it could be so satisfying to have another canine to play with... they understood the little things.
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Post by Satra on Jul 16, 2009 23:59:06 GMT -5
Hadrian just nodded. He liked those guys and it was a good idea. Anoushka was so smart. Smart, pretty, sexy, talented lady. And the scritching. The scritching made him stupid-happy.
Hadrian shivered, arched his back, and let out another small grunt as she hunched over him and began nibbling him. He trusted her to be tactful in when she initiated anything. He nibbled back when she presented him with the opportunity. Past that, his body language remained submissive, signaling to her he was at her mercy. Anything she wanted, he would be happy to give.
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Post by The Jenn on Jul 17, 2009 0:06:39 GMT -5
Such a good boy. She really did enjoy him. Her nibbles turned into the beginnings of bites and her scritches were quickly approaching the realm of frisky. They were going to have to move this indoors pretty soon, lest she risk his reputation even more than it had already been stretched by association with her.
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With his 'mother' gone, Radek was left at the tender mercies of the King. Her smile probably had a few too many teeth for his liking, the gold gleaming off of the fakes. "Vell now, young man. It looks like your mommy von't be here to throw the stick for a few days. It's a good thing I have so many friends villing to play vith you. Radek, this is Vondir. He's a soldier. If you misbehave, he has permission to tan your rump. You von't enjoy it. Do vhat he says and you'll probably have a good time. He'll give you back to me vhen he's finished vith you."
Satisfied that her first day of 'parenting' had gotten off on the right foot, she wandered inside to get some work done.
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Post by Satra on Jul 17, 2009 0:32:31 GMT -5
Hadrian very gladly cuddled up next to Anoushka, keeping her warm as they drifted off to sleep. He loved the feeling of sleeping next to a woman, especially one he knew so well and there was no fear of strings attached. So far Anoushka was the best woman to fit that description. He gave her cheek a lick before he drifted off himself. ----- Radek was making a face. Mommy was gone and Daddy was shoving him at someone else again. He was just starting to warm up to her when she was doing this. He gave this soldier-man a face, too. He didn't have to listen to nobody! ----- A few days later, Hadrian found himself standing in front of the Court of Hearts. He spoke with the guards outside, showing the one he recognized the letter he was sent with. Alaster nodded, a very serious expression on his face. There was nothing but sincerity on the boy's face. He may be a Club, but Alaster respected how far he'd come from his childhood. He respected the intentions he came here with. He knew he had to bring him to Pale... which would potentially go disastrously. He need to accompany Hadrian himself to quell any fights that might break out. He beckoned the man to follow him, calling another guard to temporarily take his place. He got to the room that was now Pale's and knocked on the door. |
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Post by carcinoGeneticist on Jul 17, 2009 0:47:27 GMT -5
Apocalypse was having another bad day. No one had wanted his help with anything and so he was left to himself for entertainment. Alaster was on duty at the gate and he didn't really feel like spending time outside, seeing new people, and so that was out of the question in terms of entertainment. Rhi's kids... Well, he really just didn't feel like dealing with their endless questions about their mother/father/whatever's wherabouts and feelings, so he wasn't exactly willing to spend time with them. All he had left was to sit in Rhiannon's bed and listen through their connection. Lately it never changed, sorrow with a side of hope, and it made him angry. But it was all he had of her anymore. The knock at the door was enough to make him stir, and he quickly moved over, wondering if there would be someone there to save him from himself. When the door opened and the first thing he saw was Alaster sitting there, his face split into a wide and happy grin. " A-man! You finally came! You wanna hit the pu..." Then he saw the other person, and while his mouth remained open in mid-word the corners fell, all of the happy energy gone. Then he sneered, but didn't look at Hadrian for too long. " Great. You brought me a Club. How considerate. I bet he wants to know where his sister is." He glanced back at Hadrian, lip curling with distaste. Hairy black-suit. He didn't really understand why Alaster had been the one to deliver the boy to him. " I know where Rhi is. I'm not going to tell you or anyone else until she damn well wants to be found, so you might as well go somewhere else to wait." |
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