From: mablung	Date: 03/04/2007 09:52:13

*strolls along, hands in pockets, whistling and occasionally singing lyrics to some filthy drinking song under his breath* ...hmm hmm da da la la di da...'til he said, "Does the carpet match the drapes?"

*spots you with his finely-honed marchwardening skills when he's walked a good ten feet past where you're sitting*

*backs up quickly* Nienor?

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 03/04/2007 10:06:14

*glances up at you*

*stares for a moment*

You know me? Right. I ran away from you? I think.

	From: mablung	Date: 03/04/2007 10:07:57

*sits down beside you*

You got it, babe. Mablung. *cheerfully* We bonded over priceless paintings and Super Moria Bros.

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 03/04/2007 10:09:27

*relaxes a bit*

*wonders if you're one of the crazy ones too*

*tries to smile* You're not going to turn out to be my brother too, are you?

	From: mablung	Date: 03/04/2007 10:16:29

*matter-of-factly* Not a chance. My dad was a drunk and my mom was...no Morwen, that's for damn sure. Rawrrr.

*considers your question further* Ah. So you know all that then.

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 03/04/2007 10:18:42

...Did you just make a sex joke about my mother?

*rubs her arm* He told me. Well. *considers* First he told me he was my husband. Then he told me he was my brother. He's not that bright, is he?

	From: mablung	Date: 03/04/2007 10:22:18

*interestedly* Why? Are you offended on her behalf? That might be a good sign.

*rolls his eyes* You kids are making way too big a deal about that whole thing. Not a man alive hasn't looked at his hot sister and thought, "I'd totally hit that if it were socially acceptable." I mean, I don't have any sisters. But I've had lots of other people's sisters.

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 03/04/2007 10:26:24

...

Have you ever listened to yourself talk? It's sort of scary.

*laughs anyway* Is there anyone you haven't had?

	From: mablung	Date: 03/04/2007 10:33:28

*grins* Actually, I still have a copy of this children's audiobook I narrated...? It's not that good but I sound dead sexy.

*sighs yearningly and stares into the middle distance* Túrin.

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 03/04/2007 10:36:26

I'm sure the children really appreciate it. What book was it? "Oh, The Things You Will Do"?

*laughs* From what I can tell he's in high demand. *realizes you only said Túrin. as in, not her. as in...*

	From: mablung	Date: 03/04/2007 10:43:47

*loftily* Oh, please. Where the Wild Things Are or nothing. I mean, really.

That sounds about right. He starts talking about honor and shit and ovaries explode left and right. If mine are still intact it's only because I don't have any.

as in, not her. as in...

*totally didn't misspeak there, no*

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 03/04/2007 10:49:15

*raises an eyebrow imperiously* Only you could manage to make that sound 'dead sexy'. *pauses* Well, no, I guess a boy running away from home to stay out all night playing with animals could go bad fast...

Well I don't see the appeal. He pretends to be all caring and concerned when really he's just worried you'll be mad at him. Bah.

*totally didn't misspeak there, no*

*well. at least she had good taste in men. before she married her brother.*

	From: mablung	Date: 03/04/2007 10:57:00

I said it isn't that good, didn't I?

*mildly* Hey. That's one of my best friends you're talking about. He really is that concerned, though. That's the most obnoxious part.

he's just worried you'll be mad at him

*laughs uproariously* Oh, boy. You have a lot to read up on, I think.

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 03/04/2007 11:00:05

Well, he's my brother, so I can say whatever I like about him, huh? *pokes you in the chest* It's not my fault you have lousy taste in friends. Except I guess he really is a good guy. Ass.

You have a lot to read up on

*curiously* What do you mean?

	From: mablung	Date: 03/04/2007 11:12:38

*smirks* There you go, that's the spirit. I do have shitty taste in friends, though. Or boring, if not specifically bad.

*clasps his hands together behind his head and leans back* I just meant your brother is not the type to care about appearances or things as superficial as moods. He's used to people hating him. And if he really didn't care about you, you'd know it.

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 03/04/2007 12:03:26

I'm sure you're right.

*waits about five seconds and then leans over to kiss you hard*

	From: mablung	Date: 03/04/2007 13:45:05

*pulls back, startled*

*splutters* Hey now, kid. You feeling all right?

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 03/04/2007 13:53:26

*laughs insanely* Of course! It's a great, beautiful day. What's the matter? Not going gay on me, are you?

*kisses you again and straddles you right there in public!*

	From: mablung	Date: 03/04/2007 13:56:59

*automatically moves his hands to your waist* Not at the moment, no. *gulps a little at the feel of you in his lap* Make that a definite no.

*kisses back heatedly*

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 03/04/2007 13:58:23

*grinds hard against you*

What are you waiting for then?

*bites your lip*

	From: mablung	Date: 03/04/2007 14:01:34

Ohh god. *drives his tongue into your mouth*

*hikes up your dress*

*panting* For you to unbutton me?

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 03/04/2007 14:08:28

Mmm. I have to do all the work, huh?

*unbuttons your pants and lowers herself onto you quickly*

*lets out a high-pitched squeak and then a moan*

Ohh yeah.

	From: mablung	Date: 03/04/2007 14:13:18

Mm-hmm. It's a privilege, not a riiiiIIIIght. *groans loudly*

*begins thrusting his hips upward, hard* *runs his hands all over your body* Ohsweeteru. You hot little fuck.

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 03/04/2007 14:20:53

Uhhnhhnn. HARDER.

*grips the back of your head and pulls it back so your neck is exposed*

*begins licking and sucking and biting*

	From: mablung	Date: 03/04/2007 14:28:20

*lets his head fall back to give you fuller access*

*grabs your ass with both hands and slams you down as hard as he can to meet his thrusts*

Ohhh sweetheart. Oh you beautiful FUCK! *crushes your body against him as he comes, his eyes rolling back*

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 03/04/2007 14:32:23

*lets you catch your breath before climbing off you*

*straightens her dress* Cheers.

*walks off*

	From: mablung	Date: 03/04/2007 14:36:37

*gets himself together quickly*

*spends the next several minutes wondering what the fuck just happened there*

*although you did take care of the really awkward after pains, so hey*