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" Not hard to pretend your something that your forced to live as."



Monica replied, moving to set atop Kalan, looking him over.



" Well, maybe not you. we put you in the artic...."

Kalan shook his head with a sound close to a chuckle.



"And people will suddenly believe in global warming again, what with the ice cap melting."

" Not adelle either. .... If she throws a tantrum....."



she made a small face.



" You know, I watched her drown a vampire clan that pissed her off once... that was ... interesting. I really don't think we set much better of an example, killing each other off and all."

"I don't think that really matters. The humans do it too. Genocide. Mass murders. Et cetera."

Monica glanced down to him, nodding absently and leaning down to kiss him.



" I really think it's their loss. they could have such adonises and goddesses bedding them regularly... "



Yeah, so she was slightly distracted when he was in bed with her >.>, he never seemed to complain.

Kalan clicked his tongue at her.



"The Greeks were afraid of that." He poked her belly.

Monica giggled and smirked at him, shaking her head.



" No need to fear orgasms that last for days."



really now? *ahem*



Monica shifted and leaned down to kiss him.



" can't say i've ever heard complaints, actually."

Kalan's warm skin slid over her side.



"They're just jealous, I'm sure." He tossed her up like a child. It was a playful thing, and he caught her against his chest when she came back down.

Monica giggled and smiled, biting at the air playfully, kissing at him when she came back down, fingers playing at him.

Kalan didn't say anything. However, he did look up to the pounding on the connecting door.



Adelle was far from happy.



"My hairdryer is broken! Can I borrow yours?"

" Sure, come on in."



Monica muttered, moving to pull the sheet over her head.

Adelle did just so, clad in the complementary robe. She didn't pause to stare. First, she didn't really care to. Second, she was too preoccupied with finding the hairdryer.



Kalan turned on the tv. Buffy the Vampire Slayer - Season 54.

Monica sighed and moved to go to sleep, nestling close to her heater box man.

Kalan was indifferent, as usual. After a while, Adelle walked out and nearly walked face first into the second door.



"Hey, there's a door there." Adelle threw the soggy towel at Kalan.



"Shut up, hothead." Kalan just dropped the thing into the floor. He decided that he would sleep too... now that he wasn't afraid that she would try to draw on him in sharpie or something.

Monica ignored her sister, sleeping on, rather content with the fact her current interest and her sister got along so well. it was nice. her sister had hated the last, and well, slept with the one before that. Awkward>.>

Adelle woke up... to a cat on her stomach? Oh, this was a great day already. She let out a squeal as the thing started to lick her.



"WAAH!?!?!?!"

Monica growled s she woke, pushing Kalan's head away from where it had been after. She normally didn't protest to such things ( more accurately encouraged) however, that had been awful loud....



Looking in through the dividing door, Monica was glaring.



"What?"

Kalan gave a grunt and a frown. That was one thing that did get on his nerves a little. Unfinished business. And not just of this sort. Unfinished business in general.



Adelle was now standing in the corner of the room, wielding the receiver to the hotel phone.



"I'm so screwed." There were cats. Black cats. Thirteen black cats to be exact. Man, if this wasn't an omen...

Monica glanced to the cats, took the omen and shut the door, talking through it.



" get dressed, we'll be downstairs in a moment."



Then she pounced Kalan. Yep, she hated being incomplete too.

Adelle did as told, mostly because she didn't like being stared at... Two of the cats followed her. The girl was reduced to hiding behind a ficus tree.



Kalan accept her warmly. That was more like it.

Monica was in an even more then normal good mood as she was downstairs and dressed, looking to her hiding sister.



" they are just cats. And even if they aren't, they have made no move to do anything."

Adelle looked at Monica with a scowl.



"Tell that to the Egyptians." Adelle glanced at the cat stalking by.



"They're waiting for our guard to be dropped. I just know it." Kalan's voice pressed between them.



"You know they make medicine for that, right?"

" You know cats make a nice stew, right?"



Monica countered cutely as she looked to her sister pointedly, glancing to kalan, trying not to laugh at his jest, taking his hand and snatching her sister.



" Off we go to make some dough."

Adelle finished her half of that without thought.



"Many fancies to tickle, many pockets to pick a nickle."

Monica laughed softly as they wondered out and were soon ( well, for lack of better terms) lie, cheating and stealing their goods without hinderance.

Before very long, Kalan was sitting at a little table with peeling paint, and eating a steak. He was rather happy with his steak, red potatoes, and steamed vegetables. All in a days work, right?



Adelle, meanwhile, was sitting in a booth next door with a young man. She giggled lightly, biting her lip as she leaned forward so that a ringlet or two would fall in front of her eyes. When the guy hesitantly reached out to brush them aside, the girl knew that she had accomplished her mission. Free lunch.

Monica tended to keep her claim on whomever she was with obvious, so was setting across from kalan, rather easily maintaining the other gentleman beside her attentions. For her, this sort of thing came overly easy, without her abilities. Even in this circumstance; with her attention completely on Kalan, the other man was gushing at her. It was slightly repulsive... The dude had even paid for Kalan's meal >.<

If anyone thought that eating on someone else's dime was a bother to Kalan, then they were sorely mistaken. The man glanced up at Monica after a minute.



"You know, you should eat something too. I can almost see through you."

Monica shrugged slowly.



" I've put on too much weight."



yes, the woman was that vain about three pounds ......

"Where?" Kalan looked her over pointedly.



"It's probably just your hair spray."



Adelle, meanwhile, was enjoying pasta. The girl didn't have Monica's advantage, but... Well, if you want to lie, steal, and cheat, it helps to have a little charm and finesse.

" It was probably that chocolate bar last week... and those two sodas..."



Yes, she was that sort of girl... Sometimes.

"You're going to be at least a little heavier after you eat. You are incorporating matter into your body..."

Monica shrugged slightly, reaching for her lemon water.



" I am aware, hence why I allow up to a two lb variance. Do you honestly think I maintain any kind of figure allowing myself to enjoy what I eat?"

"Not at all." That was where Kalan let it, returning to finish his food.

Monica smiled, looking over Kalan, currently playing footsie, ignoring the man who was muttering something about three kids and a house in the country if she'd have it.

Kalan looked up at the man absently. He decided to interject with a piece of randomly fabricated crap.



"She doesn't like odd numbers." Three kids?

Hearing something about two or four being an option, Monica now sighed. The did have Kalan's meal already paid for after all....



" I am gay. Go away."



Yep, that crushed the guy enough he sulked off, eyes wonder back to Kalan. some men were stupid, considering the way Monica was eyeing Kalan, there was no possible way that she was gay.

"The best ones always are." Kalan said this with a devilish smirk, which was interesting, considering that he never really had much emotion displayed on his face. The man was amused, though, so he decided to put on a face.

Monica moved now, leaning over the table, pushing kalan's empty plate out of the way, kissing him.



" You better get over it if you are."



Yep, simple as that. she knew better, simply cause men tended to have issues getting it up if they weren't interested... he never struggled with that. *ahem*

Kalan smiled very faintly, the movement tiny and easy to miss. He tripped the gawking waiter that walked by.