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| Abadon XXX | Oct 3 2005, 11:56 PM Post #41 |
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Istamu stuck his tongue out playfully and returned the same kind of kiss that Namir had given him. He looked into her eyes happily and before he could say anything, she was out like a light. He chuckled softly and scooped her up in his arms. However, not before taking the ring and placing it onto her right ring finger. He kissed the top of her hand softly and scooped her up. When he was speaking to the security guard, he told him to take the room info and just transfer it to Treasure Island. After all, another casino shouldn't have to suffer what had just happened to Caesar's palace. He nodded his head and called the owner of the casion while Istamu left with his love in his arms. He wanted to take her to the room, but instead he thought of a plan. He looked at her sleeping face and kissed her nose. "Now Captain Orteal, I shall shanghai you to my ship where will be together for as long as we live." Yes, it was corny, but he really loved her with his heart. He went to this chapel and found out about there being a pirate package. He was trying on a pirate hat while he set the pink haired beauty on a big couch. |
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| Mr. Trout | Oct 4 2005, 09:34 PM Post #42 |
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If Namir had heard that she would have wished she was asleep just like now. She was having a happy dream about ice cream...and bubble gum...and gorrillias petting squirrels...okay maybe it was best if she kept this dream to herself. Of course she was moving about in her sleep squirming until she fell off the little rest Istamu had so happily put her on. Hitting the ground didnt wake her up. Rolling across and into a seperate changing room didnt wake her up. It was the damn bird that woke her up. The green parrot had flown down and started poking her with its feet making the girl jump up and stare blankly at it confused more then anything else. "HOLY FRIGGING FREJOLIES!" Namir was on her feet and trying to grab the bird's legs as it fluttered and bounced away. Thats when the assistant came in wide eyed that Namir wasnt ready. She tapped her clipboard and checked the name to make sure it was the girl who was supposed to be getting married here and shaking her head decided it was. Of course getting Namir's attention involved a swift kick in the rear. "Please dont threaten my parrot, now miss we dont have alot of time. Now I am thinking a dress and tight corsset lifting you...hmm...seems rather shallow. You dont quite seem 18...no matter we can always add padding and give you a little extra breathing room." The assistant looked at Namir and smiled like a madwoman...and in about two seconds Namir found out she was a madwoman as she was forced into a white damsilish gown and a tight corsette...but at least she got a cool hat, it was all about the hat. "Wait...what now?" Namir didnt get a chance because she was quickly tossed into the aisle flowers in her hands and the strange tune thumping through her ears. She saw Istamu at the end and knew what was going on...problem was she was still slightly drunk and out of her mind. |
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| Abadon XXX | Oct 5 2005, 11:07 AM Post #43 |
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The sound of the music was coming from the main chapel as Istamu came out of the dressing room. he was wearing an ensemble that made him look a little like Jack Sparrow. But he chose not to wear the facial hair or wear a wig. He adjusted his clothes while leaning against a wall. He wasn't going to take a peek at Namir. After all, it was bad luck to see the bride before the wedding. He watched as other couples came out of the chapel though before putting his hat onto his head. It would be their turn soon enough. Hopefully nothing too bad will happen. He knew that Namir was still a little drunk. But maybe it won't be that bad. |
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| Mr. Trout | Oct 5 2005, 10:23 PM Post #44 |
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She was at the end of the aisle most likely before Istamu even realized she was coming her smile bright and big making her look rather dopey. Her corsette had been stuffed with tissue paper to make it look more full and the low cut dress about it helped that illusion. Namir didnt know how to think, this was fast sure but she couldnt think of anyone else she would rather spend her life with. It might be odd being the youngest in the family to get hitched...not to mention the first of them. She adjusted her hat holding the flowers with one hand as the priest...acting...guy started to talk. This was possibly the third most rediculus thing Namir had ever done, the second being the grand slipper caper and the first was such a black mark on her record that even mentioning it would get her into too much trouble. Of course none of that mattered now...at least until the priest guy poked her shoulder which she really didnt notice...he did again and once again Namir didnt notice...so he had to kick her foot. She snapped back to attention and suddenly wished she wasnt barefoot. "I'm sorry..." "I didnt ask if you are sorry lass I was 'ere to know if you wanted to take this ugly peice of sea scum to be your man." "Oooooooh right, that would make more sense then sorry..." "...well?" "Oh! Right right...yes of course." |
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| Abadon XXX | Oct 5 2005, 10:44 PM Post #45 |
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"And you sailor, do you take this wench to be yer wife?" Istamu looked at Namir and couldn't help but smile. He remembered all of the times that he hung out with her. Usually it was things that would be considered a little nerdy, like his brief stint with Magic the gathering. But he loved being around her. He couldn't think of anyone else to be with. He nodded his head and smiled. "Aye sir." "Ye have the rings?" "Aye." He held one ring and gave the other one to Namir. He slipped it onto her left hand while smiling happily. "Namir, this sea dog will do everything in his power to make you the happiest maiden of the spanish main." |
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| Mr. Trout | Oct 5 2005, 10:57 PM Post #46 |
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"Thats very pretty..." She slid the other ring onto his finger and before the weird priest guy could say the right words she had jumped up and kissed him once again wrapping her legs around his torso. Her hands were behind his neck helping support her weight until the kiss was over and she pumped one fist into the air and let go. "BRING ON THE RUM!" Well...Namir getting more drunk how...lovely. Of course she didnt let go when a bottle appeared out of practically no where and she started drinking it until all the liquid was gone and chucked it on the floor the glass shattering on the ground in a glowing ball of...breaking glass. "Dont worry sir...we get that all the time." The priest guy whispered to Istamu breaking character for a moment as in the next room over another pair had done practically the same thing...with the rum that is. Namir was happy however...pronounced a wife to the man she loved. Telling their children (if any came) of this night would be quite awkward...how to tell them they went illigally into casinos, Namir at 17 got drunk and they had a novelty pirate wedding where she broke rum. Very pretty story, they would probably make up something better then that when the time came. "AVAST! SET SAILS FOR THE HOME PORT! BRING ON THE RUM WENCHES AND TREASURE HUNTING!" Namir drunk was getting scarrier every second. |
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| Abadon XXX | Oct 5 2005, 11:04 PM Post #47 |
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"It's okay." Istamu reached for his wallet and paid the chapel to allow them to keep their costumes. He figured they could be used for more interesting things. Istamu had a smile on his face and then scooped up Namir into his arms. "My lady, I will take us back to port. Wouldn't want you to step in glass now." He stepped out of the chapel and after taking a few steps, he transformed into a slayer. He darted along the sidewalk at 40 mph while laughing. "My lady, I the Blue Dragon will get us back to port safely. No one will hurt you while I am at your side!" |
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| Mr. Trout | Oct 6 2005, 04:36 PM Post #48 |
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Somewhere Namir's hat had fallen off and vanished never to be seen again, but that was alright, as her pink hair flowed down to her shoulders she stole the hat off Istamu's head and pointed onward...shouting...onward. It was too cheesey sometimes. She couldnt imagine telling anyone to call her a Misses, but all that might change...hell her mother would probably drop a bomb on her just for doing this without telling her...Seran wasnt all roses and happyness...or murdering she often could go out on a limb to be a control freak, especially when it came to her kids getting hitched. All that however wasnt very important, all that was important stood under two legs. The running feet of her new slayer husband made Namir happy in that strange half drunk state...chugging the rum had been a very bad idea. However they got to the room in good time and Namir rested happily against her chest...the rest of this night none of you get to know, lets just say you cant sacrifice either of them to a volcano anymore. It was the dawn breaking that made everything seem right, Namir didnt stir in her sleep. The pink strands of her bangs fell over her face the lightly tanned skin shimmering in the few strands of daylight that broke through the curtains. She was warm and content, for the first time in a long time she was utterly happy thinking everything was always goign to be allright...quite a bit more extreme then her normal optimism. She clutched the blue blankets closer to her bringing the end of them up just below her chin. Her legs were lightly curled behind her the toes on each foot doing the same thing. |
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| Abadon XXX | Oct 6 2005, 05:01 PM Post #49 |
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Istamu didn't want to wake her up. He was awake though. The young slayer was staring at the slumbering girl with a wide grin on his face. She looked so beautiful as she slept. He scooted up closer to her body and then placed his hand on her cheek. He didn't want to take a peek, at least not yet. He just wanted to rest with his wife. He gave her a gentle kiss on her cheek as he stared at her. "Good morning my love. I assumed you slept well Mrs. Orteal." That's right, Istamu took her name instead of her using his name. It felt right to do that for some reason. |
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| Mr. Trout | Oct 9 2005, 07:23 PM Post #50 |
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Namir was...well she wasnt quite awake and wasnt asleep. You know that state, we have all been there. After feeling the warmth touch her cheeks she pulled the blankets up closer to her and rolled to the side taking it off the entire bed and wrapping it around herself. She was warm...and happy and still trying to sleep. There wasnt any thought to "Mrs." or "Mr." in her mind, it was just a strange and happy dream involving whipped cream, ducks and something about where a floppy drive went...an LSD adventure would make more sense. Eventually she rolled off the bed and still asleep started kicking the watery object making it bounce up and down...thats when the alarm clock started going off...something that Namir didnt take too kindly to and tried to kick the stand it was on. Only thing kicking the stand did was made the clock fall down and hit her on the noggin. Sure the alarm stopped but at what cost! She had an ugly bump on her head. She was rubbing the bump quite a bit which did no good but certainly made her feel better. "Who invented these blasted things!" Namir tossed the remains of the clock at the wall and stood up stretching happily. She wandered into the bathroom with only a grumbling 'morning' to Istamu and pretty soon the spraying of hot water was evident. It was going to be her first full day in Vegas and Namir had to make the best of it. Meanwhile downstairs. "How bad is it?" "Three rooms are asking for their money back because of the noise." "And did we catch all the geese?" "There are still a few in the pool." "How could one girl do all that?" Yeap...they were talking about Namir...either she sleep walked or that was one hell of a wedding night. "Its best maybe if we just burn the whole place down and rebuild." "No no...just get the biggest pep talk ready for the cleaning staff, and give anyone who survives a bonus." |
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| Abadon XXX | Oct 9 2005, 11:20 PM Post #51 |
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Istamu watched as Namir was going to the shower and smiled a little. He thought about it for a little bit, and decided to give her a little bit of a surprise. After a few moments of thinking, he had a little bit of fun in the shower with the woman he loved. He had began to dry off and put an off white robe on when he heard the sound of honking. He looked from the balcony and sweatdropped. It seemed that some of the geese were still here in the swimming pool. He walked over to the phone and called for some room service. The people were extremely reluctant, but they saw him in his true form. He wanted to get rid of this headache that he had. It wasn't really bad, but Namir looked like she was smashed. She had a lot more rum than he did. "That night...was great!" |
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| Mr. Trout | Oct 10 2005, 05:41 PM Post #52 |
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The toothbrush was still sticking out of Namir's mouth the groggy look on her face gone since the shower. She wanted to yawn but then the paste would come foaming out her mouth and make her look like some kind of animal with rabies. Of course having the tooth paste made her feel better...why you ask? Simply because it was the hotel's and if you take a peak at the tube that she had swiped and was now resting in her blue robe's pocket you would get a pleasant surprise. Main ingrediants: Rum, Rum, more Rum...ect Oh yeah, getting rid of that hangover //and// cleaning your teeth at the same time. Namir was definately going to need this stuff. Honestly she couldnt remember much of last night just the dirty bits and something about geese scating...that was the weirdest thought she could remember. Good thing that Istamu came into the shower and reminded her that it wasnt a dream, she would have gone crazy if it was a dream...wait maybe this was still a dream...Namir better pinch herself just in case. Yeah that hurt...not a dream but that didnt explain the cut out of peter pan that had been stabbed that was hanging from the balcony or the fact her shoes were filled with cinnimon. She went to brush the hair out of her eyes and felt something cold on her finger, looking down she saw the little gold ring and her eyes went wide. Shit shit shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit...wait...maybe it was too Istamu...he asked me right? I mean I could have gotten drunk last night but...what the hell...are those my pants? Namir left the bathroom mirror and climbed the dresser to the top of the TV that had been supplied. Her jeans were resting on the bunny ears...they had hand prints done in red paint on the back of them. She honestly didnt remember doing that either...she could have done it before coming to vegas but she really didnt know anymore. Good thing what they say...what happens in vegas stays in vegas. |
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| Abadon XXX | Oct 13 2005, 07:39 PM Post #53 |
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Istamu heard Namir come out of the bathroom and a smile formed on his face. "Morning Namir, I ordered us a little bit of room service. We've been up pretty much all night after what happened." He continued to smile at his wife as he walked over to her. It seemed that she had picked up a little bit from the bathroom trip. He didn't smell any vomit. That must have been a good sign. He gave her a soft kiss on the cheek as he hugged her tightly. "That was one hell of a night though. I heard of painting the town red, but damn!" |
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| Mr. Trout | Oct 13 2005, 08:30 PM Post #54 |
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Was there a jackhammer inserted in her brain? That was the only possible explination for the sheer noise he was giving off. It never occured to her that she had drunken too much or that all the fun had given her a headache or anything like that. It could have been hunger but at the moment Namir blamed Istamu, of course her blame was pretty friendly. "Shush hunny...not so loud." She held the toothbrush out with one hand and her head with the other before going back into the bathroom and spitting in the sink. She washed the foam out of and around her mouth before pecking her new husband on the cheek. She didnt know what to expect now, what was going to happen or even what could happen just that things were going to start looking up. How could they not at this rate? Oh right...the parentals, who knew how Lance was going to react that his son and step daughter got married...and Seran...though she never approved of either girls' boyfriends outright it was doubtful she wouldnt approve of Istamu after all...they had never openly fought. "I could use some coffee...and something to eat...perhaps something to eat after the cart leaves too." Namir licked her lips then cracked a smile doing her best not to laugh and pick at the aching pain in her head. This had been a nice vacation, at least it was the first one that didnt end in explosions or death. |
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| Abadon XXX | Oct 13 2005, 10:05 PM Post #55 |
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Istamu nodded his head happily and then kissed her softly on the cheek. Just then, a soft rapping came at the door. It was room service again. After what happened last night, not a lot of people were even going to try their luck with the room. These two were some of the most insane, but oddly entertaining people, they ever met. Just to be safe, when Istamu opened the door slightly, the man took a mirror out and moved it around to see if the coast was clear. He pulled a cart to Istamu and he paid the man while he scurried away. "I also got you some hair of the dog to help you out." |
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| Mr. Trout | Oct 13 2005, 11:09 PM Post #56 |
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"I knew there was a reason I kept ya." Namir took the drink off his hands and started sipping it before grabbing a waffle and scarfing it down. She wanted something quick with the drink so that she could keep breakfast and whatever it was she ate last night down. She didnt know what to think and still looked rather silly. They were newly weds in a hotel room with roomservice and a hotel staff thats afraid of them...they had ot have more fun in Las Vegas. Sure they wouldnt let Namir gamble because she was only 17 but that didnt mean they couldnt have soooooome fun. But what oh what could they do? "Wait...last night did I ever get my shoes back?" That was the thought she had when her brain started to clear, in fact her shoes were lost somewhere in the desert after being dropped from a helicopter they hadnt been on...sometimes logic was impossible. She wasnt worried about her shoes of course, she wasnt worried about anything between her and Istamu. If he got out of line a nice wack with a solid object...oh yeah didnt think Seran taught her how to keep men in line didja? |
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| Abadon XXX | Oct 14 2005, 12:53 AM Post #57 |
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"Hm...you know, I don't think we did." He remember faintly about them flying in the desert. He asked Namir if he could tickle her and wrestled around with him while kissing. The shoes probably were in the desert somewhere. "Hm...that won't matter anyway. We can be able to go do some swimming." He heard some of the pool boys curse at some of the water fowl that congregated in the water and sweatdropped. "Wow, we must have got really loaded last night. Why do I have this feeling that we're going to relive the entire night," he said while taking a sip of coffee to wake himself up. |
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| Mr. Trout | Oct 14 2005, 08:52 PM Post #58 |
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"Umm...how about we dont rellive last night and do something a little different." She smirked and gave him a big hug before eyeing the food that was brought in specially for their breakfast. There was alot there to eat and it would probably take them the entire morning to eat it if they were being polite. She didnt much feel like going out right now and probably wasnt going to be jumping with joy much this morning. She gave a bright smile...one very bright even for her...before pulling him to the bed and giving him a big hug. "Perhaps we shouldnt go out until its dark again...unless that would make us miss our flight...resting might be a good choice right now." It wasnt a lie, more of a sad truth. Namir wasnt exhausted but she didnt want to go out, deal with people in a city of sin where if they asked for her ID she would be forced back into the hotel anyways. |
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| Abadon XXX | Oct 14 2005, 10:07 PM Post #59 |
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"We don't need to come back until a couple more days. If you want to stay here, we can do that." His face was gentle as he kissed Namir again on the lips. He took a bite of some of the waffle that was there and decided to have a little bit of orange juice for a much needed vitamin c boost. "I'm sure we can do some cool things here. Hey...maybe they have some really cool movies here! We could reserve a couple of them to watch," he said happily. |
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