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Post by valhalla on May 30, 2008 17:01:59 GMT -5
Valhalla ended the sound, she set her guitar down and smiled and sighed satisfied she looked up noticing him staring at her "What?" she asked still smiling, she started to feel a little self conscious and brushed her hand through her hair "I've always loved Spanish it's such a beautiful language..." she leaned back on the couch "You play very good" she said happily "Your Defiantly the Master of your Universe" a playful smirk found it's way to her red lips, her mind began to wonder as her eyes found their way to some muscles showing through his shirt oh the things she wanted to do to him
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Post by *Vladimir Verencroft on May 31, 2008 11:07:51 GMT -5
"never did learn how to speak Spanish" Vladimir said and then added "you have a beautiful voice"
Vladimir grinned and said "Master Of The Universe?"
He then began to play Master Of Puppets by metallica.
He did this as a joke but it was one of his favorite songs.
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Post by valhalla on May 31, 2008 13:04:46 GMT -5
Valhalla's eyes rolled up into the back of her head with pleasure as she leaned back on the couch, his skilled playing was like the lead guitarist himself oh how she loved that human band, and on more then one occasions she had thought about hunting them down and turning every one of them such vampires Metallica would have made, it was a shame they had lost their first base player, she loved that man almost as much as she loved the Lead. She couldn't handle it anymore she stood up and started to dance swaying her hips back and forth with the music, her entire world disappeared into a black voice of her and the music. When he stopped playing she turned and smiled at him, she wanted him now more then ever before, she walked over to him her hips saying back and forth with her step and stopped only a few inches from him, looking up at him with her golden eyes she grinned evilly at him "You know I never got to thank you properly for all that you've done for me" she tilted her head her voice was soft seductive, she brought her long delicate hands up and ran her fingertips lightly up the guitar, and then his arms to his shoulders, she mmmd feeling every muscle in his arms
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