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Octavian~ Octavian silently cursed himself for being so loose-lipped after Nike spoke up. "I- well, I just won't be able to take so much vacation time in the future." He gave a small smile as he turned to look at Nike, admiring the way her hair curved around her face. Octavian felt only a...

Octavian~ "Nothing to worry about, you were great." Octavian leaned his head back and stared up at the ceiling, the hand on his chest slowly opening and closing as he flexed it, an old habit to ease an ache that never seemed to go away, no matter what the medicus gave him. "I just wish this...

College and a full time job are worse.

Octavian~ Octavian sighed as he put one arm over Nikes shoulder, the other resting on his chest as he held her close, leaning against the propped-up pillows at the head of the bed. He looked down at Nike, smiling. "So, did it meet your expectations. I couldn't help but notice."

Octavian~ He paused, taking a deep breath as Nike pulled back from him, only to slip out of her jacket and pull her shirt over her head in a sinuous motion, quickly moving back to push up against him, mouth upon his. He grunted, one hand wrapping around Nikes back and pulling her closer to him...

Octavian~ Octavian could feel the blood pulsing through him, his heart beating like a drum as he leaned into the kiss. His arms nearly buckled as Nike reached up and pulled him down closer to her, one of his hands lifting up to fumble with the buttons of her blouse, a low frustrated growl...

Octavian~ A raging torrent of primal heat swept through Octavian, sending a ripple down his back. He leaned to the side, lips hovering near Nikes right ear as he whispered. "Very well, the opening maneuver will be mine." With that his lips moved lower to the base of her neck, where he proceeded...

Octavian~ Octavian smiled, lips peeling back in a feral grin. "I would expect nothing less from you." He leaned in closer until his nose was almost touching Nikes own, eyes intense. "In fact, I was counting on it. After all, it's the challenge of the conquest that is the most....thrilling." He...

Octavian~ Octavian leaned in closer, arms reaching down to either side of Nike, hands pressing down on the bed, the towel wrapped around his waist starting to lose its already tenuous grip, slipping lower. He spoke in a low tone, a slight roughness to his voice. "Why, the only outcome...

Octavian~ Octavian raised an eyebrow. "Oh? If that word means what I think it does, I'm not sure that course of action would be, ah, without risks." His lips curled up into a pointed grin, baring his sharp teeth. "Which leaves but one option." He leaned in closer, planting one foot on top of...

Octavian~ "I don't know," Octavian replied, a wry grin slowly forming on his lips. "Indeed, I could just stay like this if I'm to be perfectly honest," he gestured downwards at the white towel wrapped around his waist. "But, if it's a bargain you're looking for, well, I'm sure you'd be able to...

Octavian~ Turning the shower nozzle to hot, Octavian quickly stripped out of his clothes and stepped into the steaming torrent, rolling his shoulders and twisting his back. He sighed, reflecting back over the days events. He was confident that he had made the right choice in coming here, for...

Octavian~ Octavian scanned the menu, recognizing a few of the offerings from what he had eaten while on earth. "I don't know, something filling. I could eat a bakata whole right now." In the end decided to go with a grilled fish steak with a side of the stuffed eggplant, motioning for a waiter...

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Octavian~ Octavian smiled at her, reminding himself to take joy in the present. He pulled out a small tourist flyer he had picked up at one of the nearby visitor information booths, handing it to her. "Just pick one, I trust your judgment in this regard more then my own." Somewhere near...

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'.......for in the final days their proclamations went unheeded by most, as a madman raving on a market corner, ignored. There were those that took note however, a select few able to pierce the miasma of apprehension and lassitude that seemed to envelope the peoples of the world; generals...

Someone who is unconvinced of the god claim.

Unthinking (albeit well cared for) slaves to an eternal master, while the less fortunate are tortured for all eternity. Yep, sounds like paradise to me!