flirting
Hurts So Good
Strong fingers kneading my shoulders
The sudden pain of a knot
Release and a pleasant soreness
And still that relentless kneading
The warmth of a cheek close to mine
The scent of banana on her breath
White hair that brushes my shoulders
A finger that traces my ear
And a knowing smile from the waitress
A Stranger's Impression
A new rogue, today -
an intriguing offer looms,
but loyalty stands.
Fast, easy banter
turns into drinks after work -
The Magpie
The things this bird has seen and heard, she rarely does discuss.
She greets each new passerby with a smile, to gain their naive trust.
Her fingers nimble, working quick, as she shuffles without trying.
Glinting blues... watching you, her card game--mesmerizing.
Find Her Majesty, The Queen. She's hiding and your lover,
Just be cautious, for lovers? There are three others.
She'll gather what she thinks of you, all in just one sitting.
Then your lucky if upon your turn, she finds rewarding you your pot that's due fairly fitting.
Some say she's neither there nor here, for truly she is not.
The woman travels through rifts in space, to avoid being caught....
Eversong's Entrance
Serene Eversong. Two horses of bone and regal drapings. Trolls and vantage point upon historic land. He sought her quickly, cut to the chase.
They filled the gaps of his past love, her world shattered to pieces. Revelation of a dark marriage and past. His failure, stains on perfection's jewel His acts herald of uncertain love.
The Star of Andorhal: Part 1
I wasn't expecting him to still be in the city, but I could recognize him anywhere. He was outside the Pig & Whistle as if waiting for someone. I had to pass the bar and him if I wanted to get to Mum's house for my disguise fitting. My latest job required a dress fancier then one I currently had, especially if I wanted to rub elbows with some of the richer nobles in Stormwind.
I narrowed my hazel eyes as I paused in the shadows between streetlights. "Damn it, Lupin." I thought.
I wanted the prize, the Star of Andorhal, to myself. It was a large Star Sapphire, the best one they claim to have found from mines in Andorhal, but that wasn't the point. It was the challenge of getting it from around the neck of the Noble's misstress in the middle of the Late Summer Ball. The gem was nothing to me and while the bauble would look nice around my neck, I needed another win to rub in his face, another prize that I smatched before him.
A Letter to Jasper Nox
To Lord Jasper Nox,
As we discussed, I’ve been shopping the antique market for what’s available and worth your time and gold these days. Here is what I’ve managed to find that I think your Mum or yourself would quite fancy…
Prismatic Black Diamond encrusted panther brooch in gold plate metal. Inlaid Bold Dragon’s Eye gems for eyes. Zandalarian empire. 45,000 gold.
Sceptre of Khorium make, hand-painted scene of the death of Modimus Anvilmar along the handle. Ornate only – not for practical use. 78,000 gold.
Dazzling Seaspray Emerald tear drop pendant on finely-woven Cobalt chain. From the kingdom of Quel’Thalas. 25,000 gold.
Twin rings of Sparkling Fallingstar Diamonds in Truesilver. Etched with marriage inscriptions and blessed by Onu. Only sold as a pair. 20,000 gold for both.
My commission any finds is 10% off the top. I will take care of any pick up or delivery you require, no matter location or time constraints. Your rapture – as always – is my primary concern. If nothing on this list is to your liking, there is word of trade opening up in Gilneas from unofficial channels. Should this be something that captures your interest, my commission will swell considerably and travel expenses would be required upfront.
Looking forward to laying eyes on you again,
Iloam Blacksong
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Love Machines
"What's a Love Machine?"
I dont' get it what can be so funny about this sentence. As a gnome and as an engineer, if you mention a Machine I don't know, I want to know about it.
Tail of a Tigress...
Xistlah's cheeks went a dark indigo with ire. What is the matter with these people, she thought to herself with fury. She spun on her hooves and her gloved hand smote the human male across they face, rippling his features with the force of the slap. He blinked and staggered back, eyes wide, a red hand print appearing on his now pale face. Xistlah glowered and the human scurried back, anger twisting his visage. Laughter broke out all around them as the young man's friends snickered at the rebuke. His face turned beet red with anger and his hand went to the knife at his hip. Xistlah's own dropped to the haft of her mace and she eyed him threateningly. He seemed to think twice about attacking her and instead stalked off to nurse his injured pride.
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Losing My Touch...
“Do you think I'm losing my touch, Emme,” Fanshen asked, looking into the mirror. Emmeliaste looked over her shoulder, a large pearl handled brush in her hand. Fanshen had returned to the school looking a little crest fallen and pensive this evening, from her weekly stint at the Golden Leaf. Emmeliaste eyed Fanshen critically.
Diary: Page Thirty-three
(( Originally posted September 1, 2006 @ RealmPortal ))
Well, that went all right. I brought too much Port and Jungle Vine wine, and I don’t think I was charging enough, but I didn’t run out and I only spilled two drinks! I just wish they hadn’t been the Mead.
I’m very glad Nastasya went to get water for me though. I’ve never heard it asked for, and then three times the first night I’m serving! Oh well.
It was very nice of Kharak to escort me through Booty Bay, nicer still to know that Adjani understands. Sweet word, pretty flowers, and gentleman’s charm, nothing more.
Except… is he really looking for someone for me?
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Diary: Page Thirty-two
(( Originally posted August 30, 2006 @ RealmPortal ))
Sometimes it’s the little things. “Good evening, Ladies” and a bow, an offered arm on a long walk, the gift of a flower. Little things, and I’d forgotten how nice they could be.I’m glad they talked, Tabaqui and Kharak. I thought maybe I was wrong, but I wasn’t, and I hate it when people I like are upset with each other.
Distrust. Back to that topic again. Seems I exist in that discussion and no other right now. Tabaqui’s reacting out of fear and mistaking Kharak’s meaning. Those of us responding with suspicion to Pneuma’s questions. Myself, furious with Shorok over enquiries behind my back. Maybe Pneuma’s right: it’s sad that distrust is the first response.
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