Camulus' Apartment, Evening

Mar 30, 2006 18:21

Orlin had stuck a box in a random corner of Camulus' apartment. He had made sure that the wee thing inside was able to get out.

Currently, he's sitting on the couch in frount of the tv with a book that he's ostensibly reading.

Really, he's waiting for his prey to walk into the trap.

And possibly have some dinner.

mauvaise

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godinakilt March 30 2006, 22:32:09 UTC
With Camulus-scowl firmly in place, Camulus walked into his apartment, unsurprised at finding the door unlocked and Orlin there. He dropped his books and papers on the table before heading for the kitchen.

"I'm back," he growled, a bit redundantly.

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ascended_being March 30 2006, 22:51:09 UTC
Orlin stood up and smakced Camulus across the face.

"That's from Clay." He said sitting back down and glared at Camulus, who looked rather stunned by this development.

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godinakilt March 30 2006, 22:54:28 UTC
Camulus looked stunned for a moment before a smirk spread across his face. "Ah, I see you spoke with the lovely Miss Clay today." He continued into the kitchen, rustling up vegetables and other healthsome foodstuffs. "How is the dear girl?"

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ascended_being March 30 2006, 23:00:27 UTC
Orlin was silent for a moment.

"Why" He hissed after a moment, "What possessed you to go down to her shop and play with her emotions."

He was furious as he slowly stood up and followed Camulus into the kitchen.

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