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My internet has gone belly up. I've been able to use another computer, but I can't access chat and I can't really 'play' on my Dad's comp *shifty eyes*.

I don't know what's happened, since the help center of my ISP is - as usual - clueless *sighs* It might be my router, it might be the central, it might be gremlins chewing on the cables *flails*

Anyway, I'll try to get on a computer again tomorrow, preferably the net cafe, so I can play again (even though they don't have chat programs anymore). But I can't promise anything.

I'll give a heads up as soon as I'm hooked up again.

ETA: The Parental Units have gone to bed (I'm staying here overnight), leaving me with their computer. Muwaahahahah... ahem. I can play for a bit, until I drop off.

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*kicks your ISP hard*

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Mun: Damn, that's worse than a supaboot! *hugs* Hope it's sorted soon!

E: *growls*

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Mun: Thanks *hugs tightly and helps kicking* I hope so too. At least I have access to the net on this ancient relic of a computer. But not much more *le sigh*

H: *growls as well, fairly displeased with the general situation*

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Mun: TG for small mercies! *pets it and encourages it to keep working*

E: *winds braid through fingers*

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It's a sturdy old bugger and dad's being nice to it. Unlike me, who's madly abusing my own comp *leers and hides the pr0n behind her back*

H: *purrs slightly, hand sliding up between them, following the fastenings of E's clothes*

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*grins and ducks behind to peek* Good on Dad!

E: *pulls back on braid, exposing neck, leaning head down, murmuring what he wants to do across ear before running tongue down throat*

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Mun: *shows off the pr0n and grins*

H: *moans and then laughs softly, letting his head fall back at the pull, throat exposed in a graceful arch. Tells E that he truly does have wonderful suggestions, but so does H. He mutters breathily, what he would like to do (http://www.squidge.org/~praxisters/pictures/interlude.jpg) and smiles, enjoying the skillfull attentions*

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Mun: *THUD*

E: *growls appreciatively, rubbing bearded jaw across the base of the elf's throat, rising slowly to ear and trace edge with tongue, before muttering he is willing to 'do battle' for 'first honours'*

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Mun: *smug smile*

H: *shivers at the delightfully rough brush of E's beard across his skin. Such a fascinating thing, facial hair, enticing. Laughs with obvious delight at the offer, more than willing to do battle and show this human how Elves 'fight'. He moves his other hand up into E's hair, curls his fingers into it and yanks his head slightly back by it, using his full strength. With a low growl of his own, he pulls against E's hold and latches onto the lightly stubbled skin of the Man's throat.*

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Mun: *recovers and tickles you mercilessly*

E: *stiffens at the elf's move, a slow smirk appearing as he feels the vibrations of the growl and eases his hold only slightly, to allow movement enough for H to reach E's throat. His unoccupied hand moved between them, under lower edge of tunic, brushing across breech's front, and the burgeoning bulge therein*

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Mun: *laughs and squirms (also at the word 'burgoining' which is such a funny word *g*) and then flops, totally worn out* Have to go to bed now, hon. But I'll fight with teeth and claws to get back online tomorrow, as much as I can.

H: *shifts his hips slightly against the light and teasing touch, his main attention still on E's throat. He nips sharply at the skin, then soothes with his tongue before questioning in a low murmur, where E would like to have this ... 'battle' for 'first honours', and how... His other hand has managed to open one clasp and slides inside, fingertips meeting warmth and the smooth fabric of a tunic.*

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(burgeoning *headdesks* see, I need sleep. Typos are attacking me from left and right!!!)

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Mun: *is trying to see the screen through tears of laughter* Yes, burgoining is rather hilarious, almost as funny as 'burgeoning! *ducks and hides behind the boys.. er.. men.. er man and elf?*

Go sleeeeeeeeeep! *hugs*