Post by SinisterGrin: on Feb 2, 2009 15:34:58 GMT -8
* Naimira-sama tilts her head to the side slightly, eyes fluttering closed. She holds the kiss a moment longer, before breaking it with a sigh. "I'm going to have to introduce you to my family, you know, my love.." *
* Samwell walked up to Naimira and Jasper, followed by a camera-crew. A microphone in His hand. "So... The latest, breaking news is about Naimira and Jasper. Let's cut to the source," He turned to the couple and spoke into the mic, "How long has this relationship been going on?" He held the mic out toward the pair. *
* Jasper+Hale presses a finger below her chin, bringing her face inline with this own. He places a soft kiss to her lips before leaning back and looking deep into her eyes, his hand caressing her cheek softly. "If they are all as lovely as you, my dear, then i see no problem with that" *
* Naimira-sama eyes the microphone, then Samwell. "If you stick that thing near me again, I'm going to shove it somewhere unpleasant." *
* Samwell took a second to move the mic back to His mouth, "Isn't that sweet!" And then put the mic back in Jasper and Naim's faces. *
<Samwell> o.o;;
* Jasper+Hale glances quickly at Samwell, a low growl emitting from his throat "I would back off, If i were you" *
* Samwell spoke into the mic, again, "that's quite alright, Naim... I haven't had any good lovin's in a decade." *
<Naimira-sama> I should.
<Jasper+Hale> Now now, My love. Calm.
<Jasper+Hale> I think it was just curious.
<Naimira-sama> He deserves it, lovey. Trust me.
<Jasper+Hale> Oh? You know him?
* Samwell spoke into the mic, again. "And I'd back off if I were -you-. But we aren't each other, are we, so it looks like there's going to be a confrontation, ladies and gentlemen!" he turned toward the camera-crew. "Make sure you get this. It could go well in the bloopers reel. What's funnier than a newscaster getting decked. I mean.. really?" *
<Naimira-sama> He's a nut.
<Naimira-sama> <.<
<Naimira-sama> Who'd prolly enjoy my threat, honestly. :-?
<Samwell> I am -not- a nut, Naim... I've been fertalized since then.
<Samwell> And birthed.
<Samwell> And turned.
<Samwell> I'd say that I'm...
* Samwell patted His chest. "No. Not a -loon- you silly woman! A Lycan." *
<Jasper+Hale> Woah, Woah. Did it just threaten me?
<Jasper+Hale> A threat is a threat, dear.
* Samwell shrieked like a little girl into the microphone and shooed the news-crew away, following them as quickly as possible, arms waving like noodles as He ran away on wobbly-knees. *
* Naimira-sama nuzzles Jasper, pressing her lips to his lightly. "Just ignore him? He doesn't mean any harm." *
* Jasper+Hale presses a kiss to Naimira's cheek softly, before sliding her from his lap and standing slowly. He raises his arms above his head, stretching after the long rest. *
* Naimira-sama huffs softly, curling into a ball in the space Jasper had been occupying. "Where're you off to?" *
* Samwell popped up behind the couch decked out in camouflage and face-paint, whispering lowly into the mic, "And that's a rap, folks." *
* Samwell walked up to Naimira and Jasper, followed by a camera-crew. A microphone in His hand. "So... The latest, breaking news is about Naimira and Jasper. Let's cut to the source," He turned to the couple and spoke into the mic, "How long has this relationship been going on?" He held the mic out toward the pair. *
* Jasper+Hale presses a finger below her chin, bringing her face inline with this own. He places a soft kiss to her lips before leaning back and looking deep into her eyes, his hand caressing her cheek softly. "If they are all as lovely as you, my dear, then i see no problem with that" *
* Naimira-sama eyes the microphone, then Samwell. "If you stick that thing near me again, I'm going to shove it somewhere unpleasant." *
* Samwell took a second to move the mic back to His mouth, "Isn't that sweet!" And then put the mic back in Jasper and Naim's faces. *
<Samwell> o.o;;
* Jasper+Hale glances quickly at Samwell, a low growl emitting from his throat "I would back off, If i were you" *
* Samwell spoke into the mic, again, "that's quite alright, Naim... I haven't had any good lovin's in a decade." *
<Naimira-sama> I should.
<Jasper+Hale> Now now, My love. Calm.
<Jasper+Hale> I think it was just curious.
<Naimira-sama> He deserves it, lovey. Trust me.
<Jasper+Hale> Oh? You know him?
* Samwell spoke into the mic, again. "And I'd back off if I were -you-. But we aren't each other, are we, so it looks like there's going to be a confrontation, ladies and gentlemen!" he turned toward the camera-crew. "Make sure you get this. It could go well in the bloopers reel. What's funnier than a newscaster getting decked. I mean.. really?" *
<Naimira-sama> He's a nut.
<Naimira-sama> <.<
<Naimira-sama> Who'd prolly enjoy my threat, honestly. :-?
<Samwell> I am -not- a nut, Naim... I've been fertalized since then.
<Samwell> And birthed.
<Samwell> And turned.
<Samwell> I'd say that I'm...
* Samwell patted His chest. "No. Not a -loon- you silly woman! A Lycan." *
<Jasper+Hale> Woah, Woah. Did it just threaten me?
<Jasper+Hale> A threat is a threat, dear.
* Samwell shrieked like a little girl into the microphone and shooed the news-crew away, following them as quickly as possible, arms waving like noodles as He ran away on wobbly-knees. *
* Naimira-sama nuzzles Jasper, pressing her lips to his lightly. "Just ignore him? He doesn't mean any harm." *
* Jasper+Hale presses a kiss to Naimira's cheek softly, before sliding her from his lap and standing slowly. He raises his arms above his head, stretching after the long rest. *
* Naimira-sama huffs softly, curling into a ball in the space Jasper had been occupying. "Where're you off to?" *
* Samwell popped up behind the couch decked out in camouflage and face-paint, whispering lowly into the mic, "And that's a rap, folks." *
