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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Apr 11, 2012 22:57:46 GMT -5
He paced the courtyard of the manse, back and forth, back and forth. The white stones crunching beneath his shitkicker, arms wrapped around his chest, head down, jaw locked and a vein in his forehead making a show.
Looked up at the sound of, two? Two motorcycles. His gaze narrowed as Autumn pulled up on one death machine and Xhex on her usual choice of road rage.
He watched as Autumn took off her helmet, thanking SV for at least that sensibility and said, voice tight, "What. Is. That?" Threw a thumb at the bike she straddled.
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Apr 11, 2012 23:10:17 GMT -5
beamed behind her visor as she turned the machine off, then carefully dismounted her new 'wheels', as Xhex called it. Well one of the terms she used. There seemed to be quite a few. But the one she liked best where this particular 'ride' was concerned, was 'mine'. And that had added a whole new level to her exhilaration as she'd driven it home. Especially as it put very little strain on her scarred leg. Pulling her helmet off, she let out a deep breath of satisfaction, the corners of her mouth seemingly permanently stretched in a brilliant smile as she tore her eyes from her motorcycle, to gaze at her male, smoothing her hair back. "Is it---I mean, is she not a beautiful machine?" Straightened out her clothes with one hand as she held the helmet in the other, tucked under her arm.
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Apr 11, 2012 23:13:21 GMT -5
His and Wellsie's house had sold, and he knew that Autumn needed so many things to live on this side. So he had told her to shop. Closing his eyes, head up to the sky, his teeth clenched as tightly as his nerves, hissed out as he dropped his head down to look at her. "I told you to go shopping." Threw a hand out to the bike, "That is not what I meant."
Shot Xhex a dark glare and she gave him a big shit-eating smile as she started her bike up, fishtailed it to spray him with gravel and left them alone. Good, one female on the wild side was more than enough to handle. Looked back at Autumn.
"Take it back."
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Apr 11, 2012 23:18:33 GMT -5
watched Xhex go, then turned and met his stare, frowning, and lifted her chin as she said simply, "I will not."
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Post by Lassiter Fallen on Apr 11, 2012 23:19:22 GMT -5
Sipping on a McFlurry and looking at his watch, he saw what about to happen and decided that this was going to be better then watching Daddy DNA contests. Taking a long sip he spoke. "Well I do believe it is called a crotch rocket."
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Apr 11, 2012 23:23:00 GMT -5
Pointed an angry finger at Lassiter, "No. Do not." without even looking away from Autumn. His fear twisted bad enough when she rode bitch on Xhex's machine of disaster, but the thought of his angel riding on one of her own, turned him cold with it.
"Autumn. As your hellren, I am telling you to take that damned mode of death back." Narrowed his eyes and crossed his arms, pulling himself to full height, nostrils flared, "And on this, I will not back down leelan."
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Apr 11, 2012 23:38:59 GMT -5
raised one brow, even as both began to knot. "First, you are not my hellren yet. Second, you gave no limits or conditions, only that I bought whatever made me happy. 'That is the most important thing,' you said. 'All that matters...' you said." Shot her free hand out to point to the bike. "That makes me quite happy, if you did not notice. At least it did, until now." Dropped her hand, straightened her back and squared her shoulders, her small stature, even at it's full height, nowhere close to matching his, but stood her ground just the same. "And I have no intention of taking it back. On that, nallum, I will not budge."
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Post by Lassiter Fallen on Apr 11, 2012 23:42:44 GMT -5
He grinned. Gods he loved a good female and Autumn was that indeed.Making the cup go bye bye he walked over to Tohr. "No what? No you don't want to ride the crotch rocket? Or No, you want me to stay here while you to go for a ride and park and make out?"
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Apr 11, 2012 23:47:17 GMT -5
He let out a frustrated breath and winced as he tried to think how to either defuse this or make her see his way. What happened to his timid, sweet chosen? Oh, how he missed her at times. Sighing quickly, nodded, "Yes. I did say purchase what made you happy. I thought?" Shrugged and held out a hand, palm up, "Clothes. Shoes. Mayhaps baubles. But a motorcycle? That will be ridden in the human world?"
Heard Lassiter and reached out to the side and grabbed a fistful of shirt to drag him against his shoulder on the side, "No. I do not want to ride it. I don't want her to ride it. I do want to make out. But NOT on that thing."
Looked at it and then smiled at Autumn, "Fine. You are correct. I am not your hellren yet. So you don't have to take it back."
Turned that smile to Lassiter. white sparks in his navy eyes, "You will take it back for her."
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Apr 11, 2012 23:59:02 GMT -5
put herself as firmly as she could between the two large males and her motorcycle, her free hand going protectively to the tear-shaped metal reflecting light every which way, and raised a brow at him again. "I hardly think riding it in the manse is an option, I am sure few if any would appreciate that. And you should know very well by now that I care naught for clothes or shoes...or 'baubles'," spitting the last word out. There was a time that was all she cared for...but no longer was she Rosalhynda, spoiled, pampered princess who cared only for the materialistic and bossing the servants around. That female was long dead. And if this one had anything to say about it...she would stay that way.
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Post by Lassiter Fallen on Apr 12, 2012 0:06:56 GMT -5
Laughing he shook off Tohr."Ha ha ha your fucking funny man." Smoothing out his shirt he smiled at Autumn. "My dear would like to take me for a ride on that. I have never been upon one." He flashed a smug smile."
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Apr 12, 2012 0:14:34 GMT -5
His jaw dropped, would have hit his laces if anatomically able to do so. Flipped his gaze back to Autumn quickly and then snapped it back to Lassiter. They had matching gotcha smiles and he huffed out, "Oh. No. You two are not going to fucking tag team me on letting her take chances. Letting her go out beyond the mhis on." he sputtered, sputtered again, and his finger pointed at the death machine, 'THAT. NO."
Same finger went rigid and pointed at the manse, "Inside now Autumn."
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Apr 12, 2012 0:34:32 GMT -5
felt her temper flare at his repeated reference to the machine as something of death, and jabbed her own small finger at him. "You go out at night to fight---WILLINGLY and INTENTIONALLY risking your life, night after night, while I wait around and busy myself, hoping you return ALIVE, let alone in one piece. I busy myself with trying not to go mad until you are safe within those walls," flinging the pointing hand to the manse, "again, where I can see for myself and know without a doubt that you live, only to do it all over again next time you are up on the rotation! All the while seeing flashes, memories of you being brought into that examining room after you walked into gunfire! I relive it every night that I watch you don your leathers and weapons and walk out into the night, and wonder every time if you will come back! If you will even live long enough to become mine hellren! And maybe that is fine for you, but it is NOT fine for me. My daughter has taught me well to ride, and I am becoming quite skilled. I say nothing about your mode of death. But my so-called 'mode of death' is one of the closest things to freedom I have ever had, and I will NOT give that up. I did not come back from the Other Side only to hide away again. You wanted me to have a life, to break out of my shell and role as maid and servant, and that is precisely what I am doing. I want to become close to my daughter who has most graciously forgiven me my sins and failures against her, and that is what we are doing. And I do not ask you to stop fighting. So yes, I will keep my 'death machine', just as you and the rest of the Brotherhood keep your training and missions and nightly rotations."
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Post by Lassiter Fallen on Apr 12, 2012 0:40:12 GMT -5
Clapping his hands he let out a whistle using his thumb and forefinger. This was indeed better then Maury. Running a hand over the bike he smiled as Autumn chewed out Tohr like meat in a grinder. Looking sky high he knew Wellsie had to be smiling down on this. Pausing next to Autumn he kissed her cheek and gave Tohrment a smug smile. "Well I can see you are back to the land of no ass, after acting like such a big ass. Nice to see she won't fall to your cave man ways."Looking at he watched he walked up the steps. "Now I have to go Glee and Bones is on the DVR and I want to see Booth on diaper duty."
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Apr 12, 2012 0:55:26 GMT -5
He had no idea what to say, as the air turned cold around him. How could he tell her and how could she not know, it was fear, not being a commanding male that ordered his words?
Glaring at her, tempted to pick up that damn mechanic gullotine and throw it, he instead flicked his gaze skyward and then turned and walked back into the manse without another word.
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