Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150726225807/@comment-27226023-20150801001106

'((It's probably hard because I have a bad habit of making situations substantially more awkward than they really need to be. Also Madame this song reminds me of Sam a lot, just throwing that out there: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PTgdsI65ZEc))'

Calli noticed Quin tensing under her advances as well as the high level of heat that radiated from her body.

She pulled away slowly and just stared at Quinn, the realization of what a lech she was being towards the one individual who could actually tolerate her manic antics.

"Shit..." Calli muttered for the second time that night. Now Quinn probably was never going to want to talk to Calli ever again on the premise of what a perverted lesbian she was being.

Samual started a singing another one of his strange show tunes, dancing with the broom in the most effeminate manner. Calli wondered about him sometimes. Then she recalled one of the questions he had assaulted her with after she got back from....whatever the spell happened between her and Scythe.

"Yes Sam," Calli hissed out his name feeling that he was challenging her endurance as a fighter. "Friendly fire was on...for me anyway. So to answer your real question yes  Scythe is still alive and able to walk."

Calli smirked at the last bit. The stupid blonde bitch. Didn't he know that Calli was the master of all pissing contests?

She felt like she wanted to hit something, or someone again. Nothing seemed to be going her way tonight. Was it too much to ask to get some tender action? Sheesh. No, Quinn wanted to be a tease and just sit there like a flustered ball of hot mess.

Calli turned her attention back to her as she gently petted her head.

"You have a fever or something there Bunny Rabbit?" Calli used her little nickname for Quinn.