45. Because evil is the new sexy.

45. Because evil is the new sexy.

Good choice then, Ell cause a good conversation is like a natural aphrodisiac to me.

Oh and we're not cutting him in half! We're just marking our territory. *nods* You know Ell, we could draw boundary lines with some type of edible body paint. What do you think?

Good choice then, Ell cause a good conversation is like a natural aphrodisiac to me.

Oh and we're not cutting him in half! We're just marking our territory. *nods* You know Ell, we could draw boundary lines with some type of edible body paint. What do you think?

Cocking a golden brow, Shaneevae studied the novice sitting across from her. This youngster was most adept at playing the innocent with superior manners and more grace than most veteran Aes Sedai could display. This intrigued the Brown sister immensely and there was nothing Shaneevae liked more than a puzzle that needed to be solved. Having always prided herself on reading the intentions of people, the only thing that belied her age, a crease in her forehead when thinking, once again wrinkled up in question. She was certainly no grand player of Daes Daemar, but sometimes she had the uncanny ability to slip inside a person’s skin and discern their motives and this child was full of it. Having spent years just watching had left her with a very useful talent.

Relaxing her forehead, Shaneevae tilted her head to the side and shared a friendly grin with the novice. “Why, I would be most pleased to share with you the benefits and purpose of the Brown Ajah.†Running a hand across her bare collarbone, she scratched absently at an imaginary spot above her heart. “Most novices, accepted and even some sisters believe that the Brown Ajah is full of bookish, absentminded women and while we have our fair share of those types we also possess the sharpest minds in the Tower. I’m sure you are familiar with our focus. That being a focus of knowledge and as you know, knowledge is power.â€

Stopping, Shaneevae met the young woman’s eyes and held them while she thought. This was no demure novice without worldly experience or a mind of her own. This young woman held experience in abundance and a will to match. She had learned to play the game early and Shaneevae was certain that no matter what she said of the Brown Ajah, Lillian had already made up her mind.

Placing her hands beneath her chin, she leaned forward and grinned conspiratorially, “I have a better idea, Lillian. Why don’t you tell me what you know of the Brown Ajah. What are your opinions? I think it would a much more interesting conversation that way. And feel free to speak as you please. You have nothing to fear from me.â€

Shaneevae

Cocking a golden brow, Shaneevae studied the novice sitting across from her. This youngster was most adept at playing the innocent with superior manners and more grace than most veteran Aes Sedai could display. This intrigued the Brown sister immensely and there was nothing Shaneevae liked more than a puzzle that needed to be solved. Having always prided herself on reading the intentions of people, the only thing that belied her age, a crease in her forehead when thinking, once again wrinkled up in question. She was certainly no grand player of Daes Daemar, but sometimes she had the uncanny ability to slip inside a person’s skin and discern their motives and this child was full of it. Having spent years just watching had left her with a very useful talent.

Relaxing her forehead, Shaneevae tilted her head to the side and shared a friendly grin with the novice. “Why, I would be most pleased to share with you the benefits and purpose of the Brown Ajah.†Running a hand across her bare collarbone, she scratched absently at an imaginary spot above her heart. “Most novices, accepted and even some sisters believe that the Brown Ajah is full of bookish, absentminded women and while we have our fair share of those types we also possess the sharpest minds in the Tower. I’m sure you are familiar with our focus. That being a focus of knowledge and as you know, knowledge is power.â€

Stopping, Shaneevae met the young woman’s eyes and held them while she thought. This was no demure novice without worldly experience or a mind of her own. This young woman held experience in abundance and a will to match. She had learned to play the game early and Shaneevae was certain that no matter what she said of the Brown Ajah, Lillian had already made up her mind.

Placing her hands beneath her chin, she leaned forward and grinned conspiratorially, “I have a better idea, Lillian. Why don’t you tell me what you know of the Brown Ajah. What are your opinions? I think it would a much more interesting conversation that way. And feel free to speak as you please. You have nothing to fear from me.â€

Shaneevae

The Aes Sedai seemed to study her for awhile, as if weighing her up. It was a look she had long since become accustomed to so she sat there patiently as she waited for the Aes Sedai to speak. When she chose to speak, she became slightly worried as the topic turned to what she had observed. It had been an accident, and it had been none of her business, and she hardly wanted to be hanged for something that she had nothing to do with. Some Aes Sedai could be quite particular about points of propriety, and certainly wouldn't want rumour spread about who they might favour. Not that Lillian was the sort to spread such things, but then again, the Aes Sedai who sat opposite her knew as little of her as she knew of the Aes Sedai.

It was a surprise she barely managed to keep from her face when instead of speaking about silence, the Aes Sedai seemed to be concerned with trying to explain what had been happening in a better light. Did the Aes Sedai believe her a child? Or was this perhaps a test to make her misstep? Halvie Sedai was certainly adept at trying to trick Lillian into making such a mistake and revealing more about herself than she wished to. Besides, it certainly wasn't something to discuss with someone she didn't know.

Still, the Aes Sedai had been open with her, rather than trying to maintain a hierarchical distance that other sisters did. Dealing with new Aes Sedai was always a test in itself, not knowing which step was the surest. Blinking, Lillian decided on the middle course and committed to it. "You were speaking to a Tower Guard, Shaneevae Sedai."

Lillian Tremina

Novice of the White Tower

Dear Creator, this was going to be more difficult than she had thought, the child was clueless. Maintaining her composure was difficult to say the least as she strained to keep the crease from forming across her forehead. Instead, she narrowed her eyes slightly and circled around the room rubbing her temples viciously once she was out of the child’s sight. Smacking her hand to her forehead, her eyes tightened and she furtively searched her brain for something to say. Anything that could explain what the child had just seen or thought she’d seen.

But maybe, just maybe the child hadn’t seen anything or the perception of what she’d seen was perfectly innocent. It suddenly occurred to Shaneevae that the more she pressed the subject the more suspicious the white clad girl could become. Perhaps the tone she had taken as respectable was actually patronizing and the young woman knew exactly what had been going on between herself and the Tower Guard. As always, the Brown sister was strangled by her own thoughts. She had never been adept at Daes Damar and shamefully, she was now coming to the quick conclusion that this girl, this child was more of a master at it than she, an Aes Sedai of considerable years. This was humiliating, if this was, indeed what the child was doing. Of course, maybe she was just playing smart. The child knew very well that an Aes Sedai could make her life miserable if she so chose, so better to err on the side of caution.

With a better idea of what was going on or so she thought, Shaneevae made her way back to the other side of her desk and promptly took her seat. Studying the young woman’s face, she tilted her head to the side and narrowed her gaze. She may not be very talented when it came to the Great Game, but she recognized that special knowing when she saw it and the young woman before her had it in spades. It practically oozed from her shocking emerald eyes. The Brown would bet a month’s wage that this young Domani before her had come to the Tower knowing how to wrap a man around her little finger and enjoyed every moment of it; much like her at that age.

Clasping her hands in front of her she leaned her chin upon her fists her lips thinning in preparation for her next question, “Child, just what business has brought you into the bowels of the Tower where only ghosts and mad scientists dare to venture?â€

Shaneevae

The Aes Sedai, Shaneevae Sedai, seemed quite unsure of herself as she paced about the room. Lillian couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt, but it was better not to stick her head out to then get the chop. Still, whatever doubts Shaneevae Sedai had to begin with, by the time she had taken her seat again they were gone, or so Lillian was certain of as Shaneevae Sedai looked into her eyes and found the answer to her questions. That out of the way, it seemed that the Aes Sedai was ready to lay the issue aside for more important matters, such as why Lillian was in her room. She couldn't help but think that the turn of phrase in the question was somewhat odd.

"Halvie Sedai, my mentor, has over the years had me visit various Aes Sedai from the different Ajah's to learn about each of them from their members. By speaking to Aes Sedai from different Ajah, my mentor believes I will gain a better insight into what each of the Ajahs stand for. To try and gain that understanding, there are several questions I would ask. What it is that the Brown Ajah do, the reasons why, and what makes a sister of the Brown Ajah in your opinion?" As Shaneevae Sedai went still, Lillian wasn't sure what to make of it.

"I apologise if my questions are impertinent Shaneevae Sedai. I realise that there are many other things that you could be doing with your time." It was always a good idea to make sure that an Aes Sedai knew you didn't mean to trouble them, or so Lillian had found after a particularly bad encounter with one of the Aes Sedai. If it would save trouble, it was always worth making an attempt at it. Perhaps Lillian really had overstepped her bounds though, or so she thought as the stillness on Shaneevae Sedai's face was replaced with a frown.

Lillian Tremina

Novice of the White Tower

The Aes Sedai seemed to study her for awhile, as if weighing her up. It was a look she had long since become accustomed to so she sat there patiently as she waited for the Aes Sedai to speak. When she chose to speak, she became slightly worried as the topic turned to what she had observed. It had been an accident, and it had been none of her business, and she hardly wanted to be hanged for something that she had nothing to do with. Some Aes Sedai could be quite particular about points of propriety, and certainly wouldn't want rumour spread about who they might favour. Not that Lillian was the sort to spread such things, but then again, the Aes Sedai who sat opposite her knew as little of her as she knew of the Aes Sedai.

It was a surprise she barely managed to keep from her face when instead of speaking about silence, the Aes Sedai seemed to be concerned with trying to explain what had been happening in a better light. Did the Aes Sedai believe her a child? Or was this perhaps a test to make her misstep? Halvie Sedai was certainly adept at trying to trick Lillian into making such a mistake and revealing more about herself than she wished to. Besides, it certainly wasn't something to discuss with someone she didn't know.

Still, the Aes Sedai had been open with her, rather than trying to maintain a hierarchical distance that other sisters did. Dealing with new Aes Sedai was always a test in itself, not knowing which step was the surest. Blinking, Lillian decided on the middle course and committed to it. "You were speaking to a Tower Guard, Shaneevae Sedai."

Lillian Tremina

Novice of the White Tower

Dear Creator, this was going to be more difficult than she had thought, the child was clueless. Maintaining her composure was difficult to say the least as she strained to keep the crease from forming across her forehead. Instead, she narrowed her eyes slightly and circled around the room rubbing her temples viciously once she was out of the child’s sight. Smacking her hand to her forehead, her eyes tightened and she furtively searched her brain for something to say. Anything that could explain what the child had just seen or thought she’d seen.

But maybe, just maybe the child hadn’t seen anything or the perception of what she’d seen was perfectly innocent. It suddenly occurred to Shaneevae that the more she pressed the subject the more suspicious the white clad girl could become. Perhaps the tone she had taken as respectable was actually patronizing and the young woman knew exactly what had been going on between herself and the Tower Guard. As always, the Brown sister was strangled by her own thoughts. She had never been adept at Daes Damar and shamefully, she was now coming to the quick conclusion that this girl, this child was more of a master at it than she, an Aes Sedai of considerable years. This was humiliating, if this was, indeed what the child was doing. Of course, maybe she was just playing smart. The child knew very well that an Aes Sedai could make her life miserable if she so chose, so better to err on the side of caution.

With a better idea of what was going on or so she thought, Shaneevae made her way back to the other side of her desk and promptly took her seat. Studying the young woman’s face, she tilted her head to the side and narrowed her gaze. She may not be very talented when it came to the Great Game, but she recognized that special knowing when she saw it and the young woman before her had it in spades. It practically oozed from her shocking emerald eyes. The Brown would bet a month’s wage that this young Domani before her had come to the Tower knowing how to wrap a man around her little finger and enjoyed every moment of it; much like her at that age.

Clasping her hands in front of her she leaned her chin upon her fists her lips thinning in preparation for her next question, “Child, just what business has brought you into the bowels of the Tower where only ghosts and mad scientists dare to venture?â€

Shaneevae

The Aes Sedai, Shaneevae Sedai, seemed quite unsure of herself as she paced about the room. Lillian couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt, but it was better not to stick her head out to then get the chop. Still, whatever doubts Shaneevae Sedai had to begin with, by the time she had taken her seat again they were gone, or so Lillian was certain of as Shaneevae Sedai looked into her eyes and found the answer to her questions. That out of the way, it seemed that the Aes Sedai was ready to lay the issue aside for more important matters, such as why Lillian was in her room. She couldn't help but think that the turn of phrase in the question was somewhat odd.

"Halvie Sedai, my mentor, has over the years had me visit various Aes Sedai from the different Ajah's to learn about each of them from their members. By speaking to Aes Sedai from different Ajah, my mentor believes I will gain a better insight into what each of the Ajahs stand for. To try and gain that understanding, there are several questions I would ask. What it is that the Brown Ajah do, the reasons why, and what makes a sister of the Brown Ajah in your opinion?" As Shaneevae Sedai went still, Lillian wasn't sure what to make of it.

"I apologise if my questions are impertinent Shaneevae Sedai. I realise that there are many other things that you could be doing with your time." It was always a good idea to make sure that an Aes Sedai knew you didn't mean to trouble them, or so Lillian had found after a particularly bad encounter with one of the Aes Sedai. If it would save trouble, it was always worth making an attempt at it. Perhaps Lillian really had overstepped her bounds though, or so she thought as the stillness on Shaneevae Sedai's face was replaced with a frown.

Lillian Tremina

Novice of the White Tower

Leaning against the cool wall, Shaneevae grinned up at Javic as his eyes casually grazed the exposed portion of her bosom. Tilting her chin up, she smiled, drawing her shoulders in to deepen the valley between her breasts, rewarded with a flash of his eyes and the dilation of his pupils, a clear sign of his attraction. A faint blush spread across her cheeks, a calculated move that always served her well when dealing with the opposite sex. They were like putty when those two tricks were used, malleable and pliant to her every whim with only a few exceptions, hard nosed men with not an ounce of passion could normally resist for a brief time. It was a good thing that the wall was behind her for it served two purposes, one being that it kept her knees from buckling under his heated attention and the second being that it cooled at least one side of her body.

This did happen to be one of her more favored past times though a past time she did not indulge in as often as she once did. Cocking an elegantly arched brow and touching his chest tentatively, she purred, �How is it I�ve not had the pleasure of your acquaintance before today, Javic.� His name was a mere whisper upon her lips; she cozened in as he placed one hand to the right of her head and leaned in nonchalantly so that his breath brushed her ear.

�Umm�I�m not sure, Aes Sedai, but today is a blessed day, indeed.� He murmured in a deep, resonating voice as he traced his finger across her shoulder.

A smirk enveloped her mouth as she dropped her eyes only to look back up at him beneath heavy, sable lashes. �It seems I have caught a bold one. I dare say that you are all bark and no bite, Javic. Is that true? Are you afraid to bite a Sedai?� Shaneevae let out a husky laugh as she saw the pulse quicken in his neck. Just as he was about to respond they both heard someone entering the hallway too late not to be caught in this compromising position. Shaneevae straightened and stepped from beneath the handsome guards arm and looked at the novice directly. Nodding sternly at the child indicating for her to remain where she stood, she turned gracing Javic with a sly wink �We shall continue this discussion later, good sir. For now, it seems I have something of importance to attend.�

With her distraction dismissed, she turned her attention back to the novice who was attempting to still the mischief in her large emerald eyes. Crooking a finger, she beckoned the child to follow her into her office. Circling around the large pale oak desk, she hummed a little tune as she sat delicately upon her chair. Retrieving a document from her desk, she surveyed it for a few minutes before returning her gaze to the woman-child. �Have a seat, child. I fear we have a few things to discuss.�

Shaneevae

Quietly making her ways through the halls, Lillian Tremina kept her eyes downcast as she made her way to her next task. She was to meet with a Shaneevae Sedai of the Brown Ajah, to speak about the Brown Ajah and to gain a better perspective of it. Though the stereotype of the Brown sister being unworldly was often passed about, and there were a few who truly gave the stereotype credit, Lillian was wary of buying into such so easily. As much as some of them did seem unaware of what was going on, she'd seen more than one Brown sister during her years at the White Tower also prove that appearances could be deceiving.

Rounding the corner, Lillian had already taken a few steps down the corridor before she realised what was going on. Quickly averting her eyes down, she began to turn away as she reined back a smile when the Aes Sedai caught sight of her. Stopping where she was and fighting down the urge to laugh as best she could, she waited until she was beckoned to follow. Realising that while the Aes Sedai might have been friendly with the Tower Guard that there was no reason for the Aes Sedai to be towards her, she quickly grapsed regained her decorum and sensibility as she followed the Aes Sedai into the office.

It was a well ordered affair, to a degree at least. There was nothing on the floor, and the desk was tidy, but the bookcases in the room were packed to the brim. Maybe there was some of the stereotype to the Aes Sedai that told her to sit. That in turn was at odds with what she had seen out in the hallway, but people were always more than what others believed them to be. Or maybe she gave too much credit, but either way she was certain she would discover what the case was soon enough.

"Thank you, Shaneevae Sedai."

Lillian Tremina

Novice of the White Tower

_________________

Silence filled the room once the child was seated and Shaneevae used that time wisely studying the face of the woman-child that sat across the expanse of the desk. Irritatingly, the copper-skinned beauty didn�t reveal as much as the Brown sister would have liked, which was typical of a Domani. They could sell you a rooster claming it was a hen without batting an eye and damned if you did not believe every word that passed their lips. The girl was most certainly Domani, it could not be denied in her carriage and demeanor or the sultry way she held her mouth or the heaviness of her eyes. It was admirable how the Domani raised their girl children, intelligent, business savvy and not afraid to use their feminine wiles to make things happen to their benefit.

At least the child was smart enough to keep her eyes downcast as Shaneevae studied her. Many with her upbringing would brazenly look upon a sister, no matter the distinct hierarchy that existed in the Tower. Shaneevae smiled with the thought and briefly wondered if the conversation she was about to have was even necessary. She was a Domani woman-child, after all.

Clearing her throat, she waited for the girl�s green eyes to rise and meet her own green tinged gaze, �Child. I would like to speak with you about what you just observed.� The novice�s eyes widened suddenly with recognition and a hint of uncertainty. Perhaps she was not as well versed as Shaneevae had first thought. Using her firm yet non threatening voice, the one she used in her classes, she continued, �You see, sometimes men and women engage in discussions of a jovial nature,���. lighthearted and noncommittal, as a way to���pass the day.� Eyebrows drawn together, Shaneevae let out an exasperated sigh. This was not going how she had planned. How far did she need to go with the explanation and did this child deserve an explanation. Being no fool, she knew that novices and accepted talked and she really did not want her reputation to be smirked by once incident. So, maybe there had been other incidents, but it had been years, practically ages.

Setting her face solidly followed by a twitch of her mouth, she tilted her head, �Perhaps you should tell me what you think you just saw?� She asked raising her eyebrows in question. �At least that would give me some indication of your prior knowledge on the ways of men and women, which would prevent me from floundering around like a fish out of water.�

Shaneevae Sedai

Brown Sister

Leaning against the cool wall, Shaneevae grinned up at Javic as his eyes casually grazed the exposed portion of her bosom. Tilting her chin up, she smiled, drawing her shoulders in to deepen the valley between her breasts, rewarded with a flash of his eyes and the dilation of his pupils, a clear sign of his attraction. A faint blush spread across her cheeks, a calculated move that always served her well when dealing with the opposite sex. They were like putty when those two tricks were used, malleable and pliant to her every whim with only a few exceptions, hard nosed men with not an ounce of passion could normally resist for a brief time. It was a good thing that the wall was behind her for it served two purposes, one being that it kept her knees from buckling under his heated attention and the second being that it cooled at least one side of her body.

This did happen to be one of her more favored past times though a past time she did not indulge in as often as she once did. Cocking an elegantly arched brow and touching his chest tentatively, she purred, �How is it I�ve not had the pleasure of your acquaintance before today, Javic.� His name was a mere whisper upon her lips; she cozened in as he placed one hand to the right of her head and leaned in nonchalantly so that his breath brushed her ear.

�Umm�I�m not sure, Aes Sedai, but today is a blessed day, indeed.� He murmured in a deep, resonating voice as he traced his finger across her shoulder.

A smirk enveloped her mouth as she dropped her eyes only to look back up at him beneath heavy, sable lashes. �It seems I have caught a bold one. I dare say that you are all bark and no bite, Javic. Is that true? Are you afraid to bite a Sedai?� Shaneevae let out a husky laugh as she saw the pulse quicken in his neck. Just as he was about to respond they both heard someone entering the hallway too late not to be caught in this compromising position. Shaneevae straightened and stepped from beneath the handsome guards arm and looked at the novice directly. Nodding sternly at the child indicating for her to remain where she stood, she turned gracing Javic with a sly wink �We shall continue this discussion later, good sir. For now, it seems I have something of importance to attend.�

With her distraction dismissed, she turned her attention back to the novice who was attempting to still the mischief in her large emerald eyes. Crooking a finger, she beckoned the child to follow her into her office. Circling around the large pale oak desk, she hummed a little tune as she sat delicately upon her chair. Retrieving a document from her desk, she surveyed it for a few minutes before returning her gaze to the woman-child. �Have a seat, child. I fear we have a few things to discuss.�

Shaneevae

Quietly making her ways through the halls, Lillian Tremina kept her eyes downcast as she made her way to her next task. She was to meet with a Shaneevae Sedai of the Brown Ajah, to speak about the Brown Ajah and to gain a better perspective of it. Though the stereotype of the Brown sister being unworldly was often passed about, and there were a few who truly gave the stereotype credit, Lillian was wary of buying into such so easily. As much as some of them did seem unaware of what was going on, she'd seen more than one Brown sister during her years at the White Tower also prove that appearances could be deceiving.

Rounding the corner, Lillian had already taken a few steps down the corridor before she realised what was going on. Quickly averting her eyes down, she began to turn away as she reined back a smile when the Aes Sedai caught sight of her. Stopping where she was and fighting down the urge to laugh as best she could, she waited until she was beckoned to follow. Realising that while the Aes Sedai might have been friendly with the Tower Guard that there was no reason for the Aes Sedai to be towards her, she quickly grapsed regained her decorum and sensibility as she followed the Aes Sedai into the office.

It was a well ordered affair, to a degree at least. There was nothing on the floor, and the desk was tidy, but the bookcases in the room were packed to the brim. Maybe there was some of the stereotype to the Aes Sedai that told her to sit. That in turn was at odds with what she had seen out in the hallway, but people were always more than what others believed them to be. Or maybe she gave too much credit, but either way she was certain she would discover what the case was soon enough.

"Thank you, Shaneevae Sedai."

Lillian Tremina

Novice of the White Tower

_________________

Silence filled the room once the child was seated and Shaneevae used that time wisely studying the face of the woman-child that sat across the expanse of the desk. Irritatingly, the copper-skinned beauty didn�t reveal as much as the Brown sister would have liked, which was typical of a Domani. They could sell you a rooster claming it was a hen without batting an eye and damned if you did not believe every word that passed their lips. The girl was most certainly Domani, it could not be denied in her carriage and demeanor or the sultry way she held her mouth or the heaviness of her eyes. It was admirable how the Domani raised their girl children, intelligent, business savvy and not afraid to use their feminine wiles to make things happen to their benefit.

At least the child was smart enough to keep her eyes downcast as Shaneevae studied her. Many with her upbringing would brazenly look upon a sister, no matter the distinct hierarchy that existed in the Tower. Shaneevae smiled with the thought and briefly wondered if the conversation she was about to have was even necessary. She was a Domani woman-child, after all.

Clearing her throat, she waited for the girl�s green eyes to rise and meet her own green tinged gaze, �Child. I would like to speak with you about what you just observed.� The novice�s eyes widened suddenly with recognition and a hint of uncertainty. Perhaps she was not as well versed as Shaneevae had first thought. Using her firm yet non threatening voice, the one she used in her classes, she continued, �You see, sometimes men and women engage in discussions of a jovial nature,���. lighthearted and noncommittal, as a way to���pass the day.� Eyebrows drawn together, Shaneevae let out an exasperated sigh. This was not going how she had planned. How far did she need to go with the explanation and did this child deserve an explanation. Being no fool, she knew that novices and accepted talked and she really did not want her reputation to be smirked by once incident. So, maybe there had been other incidents, but it had been years, practically ages.

Setting her face solidly followed by a twitch of her mouth, she tilted her head, �Perhaps you should tell me what you think you just saw?� She asked raising her eyebrows in question. �At least that would give me some indication of your prior knowledge on the ways of men and women, which would prevent me from floundering around like a fish out of water.�

Shaneevae Sedai

Brown Sister

No Ata, that is cheating. The top half is from the waist up and the lower half is from the waist down. Just give me the mouth and the hands and I'll be happy as a lark.

No Ata, that is cheating. The top half is from the waist up and the lower half is from the waist down. Just give me the mouth and the hands and I'll be happy as a lark.

I've already staked my claim. I want the top half. *nods and grins*

I've already staked my claim. I want the top half. *nods and grins*

I'm sorry girls. The more I think about it the more I'm thrilled to get the top half. Handsome face, sexy accent...delicious mouth.....Bwahahahaha!

I'm sorry girls. The more I think about it the more I'm thrilled to get the top half. Handsome face, sexy accent...delicious mouth.....Bwahahahaha!

By the way Ell, do you want the top half or the lower half?

By the way Ell, do you want the top half or the lower half?

*tips cowboy hat and hugs Shan* Yup' date=' I'm all for sharing. The question is, can you handle both of us? :P[/quote']

 

*hugs Ell* Yes, we're good little girls. We love to share. *grins*

*tips cowboy hat and hugs Shan* Yup' date=' I'm all for sharing. The question is, can you handle both of us? :P[/quote']

 

*hugs Ell* Yes, we're good little girls. We love to share. *grins*

Rand, no worries. Ell and I will gladly share the title. :D *adjust black lingerie strap* :twisted:

Rand, no worries. Ell and I will gladly share the title. :D *adjust black lingerie strap* :twisted:

36. SG thrives on Chaos.

Rand, Umm yeah. It's yummy.

Thank you muchly. :D

oh shan there you where...rand is beeing stuborn again...*nods* where telling christine how good looking he was and he went all modest saying not to listen to me *nods* i figure if he wont listen to me maybe he will listen to you or ell :twisted:

Oh, Rand's a hottie and he knows it. He also knows if I were single I'd turn him into a American Sex Goddess addict.