USS SereniTREE: No Longer the Eve of Battle
POSTED BY: TheGreyJedi
UPDATED: Sunday, July 3, 2005 20:52
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See, ath, some of my patients need me to treat them; others need me to leave them alone to either heal themselves or have someone else lend a hand (or two).
Ah, Glenfiddich, a personal favourite and it's a drink that's older than I am (although in a few years time I'm going to have to fork out a lot of money to pay for that sort of vintage).
Tum te tum. I'm rather aware that I'm practically naked twg, I hope you're coming back soon. What's the Latin for "Is this appropriate massage attire?"
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*smirking, twg gently pushes Simon back onto the table.*
Consentaneum est. Now, please lie on your stomach and try to relax.
*Simon rolls over, slowly allowing his body to uncoil. twg rubs her hands together, warming the lightly scented oil before placing her hands on his skin. He shivers, not from cold hands, but from the familiar way her fingers manipulate his muscles. The floral aroma of jasmine clears his mind as the woody, almost sweet scent of sandalwood begins to invigorate him. He relaxes. Her hands move confidently over his back and shoulders, working out the knots of tension that have accumulated during the battles. He stiffens momentarily when her hands stray from the soft plane of his back. twg carefully works her way down his legs, paying particular attention to his feet. After hearing several soft moans, she kneads a return path to his shoulders, focusing her ministrations on first the left arm and then the right. She lightly strokes his neck and weaves her fingers through his hair, sending gooseflesh down his spine. Her hands leave his body, a chill begins to cover his shoulders. She wraps a warmed towel around his form and whispers to the jelly form before her,*
Would you like to rest a while before we continue with the, um, servicing?
*a sigh leaves his parted lips as hooded eyes look upon her smiling face.*
Very well, come with me…*twg gently takes one hand in hers and wraps her arm around his waist, leading him to the big comfy couch. He falls back gracefully, twg joining him at his side, her cheek pressed to his heart. She begins humming a soft lullaby…*
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twg's list of kidnappees:
Simon
Cozen
TheRealMe
SoulofSerenity
PsychicRiver
Jazaf
Rat---maybe, if he's in a good mood
www.thatweirdgirl.com
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Res melius evinissent cum pepsimilk!
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Originally posted by thatweirdgirl:
twg's list of kidnappees:
Simon
Cozen
TheRealMe
SoulofSerenity
PsychicRiver
Jazaf
Rat---maybe, if he's in a good mood
I'm on the list!! I'm on the list!!
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Soul, Security Chief of the Sereni-Tree
Mantichorus: "So is there a reason they call you 'Soul'?"
Soul (after a long pause): "Yeah. Because I have one."
http://havenofsouls.blogspot.com/
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that's a big list. You sure you can get to them all? (Don't need any assistant kidnappers to help you?)
"Somebody has to do something, and it's just incredibly pathetic that it has to be us." ~Jerry Garcia
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Originally posted by CallMeSerenity:
that's a big list. You sure you can get to them all? (Don't need any assistant kidnappers to help you?)
Serenity, you can kidnap me anytime!!

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Soul, Security Chief of the Sereni-Tree
Mantichorus: "So is there a reason they call you 'Soul'?"
Soul (after a long pause): "Yeah. Because I have one."
http://havenofsouls.blogspot.com/
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"Somebody has to do something, and it's just incredibly pathetic that it has to be us." ~Jerry Garcia
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Dearest twg,
I beg leave to be rotated to the bottom of your yummy list. I won't be playing with the Clubhouse folks for the next two weeks, in deference to SiggO, with whom I shall be vacationing. That is to say, chasing single malt beverages and manoeuvering around sheep droppings in (on?) Mull.
I humbly vest in you the title, Kween Of Kindly Kidnappers.
Yours, with respectful adoration,
cozen
P.S., Have a great party, folks! And: be nice to Rat, he's so misunderstood.
http://www3.sympatico.ca/ldnemeth/images/blackjacksilver.GIF
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'So the fighting's over? Huh...'
Jazaf shrugs as he goes searching for a Root Beer. After a few minutes of searching his efforts are rewarded and he plops onto the floor and leans against the wall.
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Newest Mystery Man on the Sereni-Tree 
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I'm sleeping so peacefully right now except for my heart which goes boom-ticky-boom-ticky-boom-ticky-boom-ticky-boom-ticky-boom-ticky-boom-boom-boom.
Nothing but calm.
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*Puts in Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy (BBC version) and starts playing solitaire to pass the time while everyone else is at the screenings.*
"Man has an evil side, Pinky." -Brain
"Front or back?" -Pinky
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