*Thrilled at the realization she's roused one of the old-timers out, Lilith grins*
I just know you really want me to shove this torch somewhere that will expand your horizons, gorgeous. I suppose this is just your way of saying you'd before it isn't burning at the time... but where's the fun in that?
Remember, I was around a lot longer before you were, Lilith. Burning torches don't scare me. Now when you can produce sulphur fire rain, we'll talk about 'expanding my horizons.'
Darling Nicky? Upright? And without his pretty little toy hanging off his dick neck. Oooo! Strike up the band and let's have a party.
Admit it pretty-pretty, you're bored and you came out to indulge in some vicarious trouble-making. I would have brought a net and chains along if I knew you were coming.
You can't? I'm devastated to discover that, truly devastated. As for this... it's not a mess, it's an expression of my need for chaos, violence and amusement. You remember fun, don't you, pretty-pretty? It's something you used to have a great deal of before you went all fluffy white and *Lilith gags slightly* rose. Come'on... light a bonfire or two, frighten some fundamentalists, rattle the foundations of the world... make some noise and show me Chrissy isn't keeping your balls in a jar on a shelf somewhere.
You've got to have some leftover hostility chewing at your innards over that little adventure you had with Viggo. Let it out.
*Appears on the scene with a bag of marshmallows and urban_demon, who is wearing skin tight leather pants, lots of hickeys, and nothing else. Notices a lack of flame in the general area.*
Where’s the fire? These marshmallows aren’t going to roast themselves.
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*keeps blowing the second torch out*
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I just know you really want me to shove this torch somewhere that will expand your horizons, gorgeous. I suppose this is just your way of saying you'd before it isn't burning at the time... but where's the fun in that?
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*douses the torch in rain*
Remember, I was around a lot longer before you were, Lilith. Burning torches don't scare me. Now when you can produce sulphur fire rain, we'll talk about 'expanding my horizons.'
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Admit it pretty-pretty, you're bored and you came out to indulge in some vicarious trouble-making. I would have brought a net and chains along if I knew you were coming.
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Not even I can fuck all the time.
*looks around*
Actually, I was out getting something when I saw you making all this trouble mess.
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You can't? I'm devastated to discover that, truly devastated. As for this... it's not a mess, it's an expression of my need for chaos, violence and amusement. You remember fun, don't you, pretty-pretty? It's something you used to have a great deal of before you went all fluffy white and *Lilith gags slightly* rose. Come'on... light a bonfire or two, frighten some fundamentalists, rattle the foundations of the world... make some noise and show me Chrissy isn't keeping your balls in a jar on a shelf somewhere.
You've got to have some leftover hostility chewing at your innards over that little adventure you had with Viggo. Let it out.
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*spots Lilith*
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
*chases*
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How wonderful, you've brought just what we need to fry up some tasty treats... now if Sean will just let me spark the fire back up...
*Lilith realizes he isn't going to stop so she ducks the swinging kitchen utensil and reaches in to grab Marton's crotch*
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*grunts*
*starts smacking violently at her hand with his frying pan*
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*Lilith pulls back her hand and licks it*
It's not like you're using your dick for anything else...what with being an angel and all.
I should think you'd be glad of the attention. I'm doing you a favour, keeping it from withering up and falling off.
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Where’s the fire? These marshmallows aren’t going to roast themselves.
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A little help would be just the things boys. For some reason, that I simply can't imagine...
*Lilith's voice raises and she shouts in the general direction of the first arrival.*
SEAN KEEPS BLOWING OUT MY TORCHES! You'd almost think he doesn't want BBQ-ed orphan for lunch... but it's one of the only things I know how to cook.
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