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*giggles to herself then responds to Raz*
you are right to think of me as a basketcase - I can also read your thought just so you are aware... I feel it rude not to tell those I am conversing with just WHAT they are up against...
And Leko - yes it was.
I will also heed your request and call you by your preferred title from here on out...
*snickers strangly to herself and she watches Raz's imp*

Leko is supernatural with a split personality. *Snickers and sips her Martini.* lol

@ Rod: Hi Rod. How are you doing tonight?

New in town, eh? Well *looks at the lovely lady up and down* If she ever needs someone to show her around... wink

Good evening, ladies. *goes up and kisses Psy, Kat, Leko and lastly Raz's hands* Raz, it is wonderful to meet you. I am Rodenrock, though you may call me Rod. biggrin *flashes her a sexy grin*

Intriguing, the things that she could do with a Succubus once she got her down into the basement of her new rented castle and chained her to the wall...
She would let Leko chew on that incomplete thought for a while.
"Soo... we have a pantie theif in our mists. What have your tried to keep him out? Or perhaps a more long term solution may be of interest. Scar him deep enough and he'll likely never come back again. It's amazing what you can find in a drawer that could shatter the fragile mind of a man." Raz wouldn't have to worry about this man, she lived far enough out of the way that she doubted that this man would come to her while the other girls were here. Location, location, location.
Raz's thoughts were pulled away from her current train of thought when a man she just met kissed her hand. Her eye twitched, though she forced a smile at him... suppressing that need to apply a new color to the walls for that little interesting... quirk.
"...charmed, Rod. Its nice to meet you." Raz replied. His politeness was appreciated but the advances were not so much. Maybe if she suddenly pulled Leko into a lip lock that she would be left alone for a while. Sexiness was such a curse...

*has a sudden burst of energy as this woman has lustful thought about her*
Oh dear me...
I thought it only happened with men...
I don't behave so well with being chained up.
I also have this nice vanishing act as to slip into the dream state.. There's only one really definite way to pin me down twisted
*gazes at Raz with playful and intrigued eyes*
So -just what are you - now that you know what I am.
if you don't find it to forward of me to ask.
But somehow... I think forward is your preferred method of interaction.

*notices Raz tense up slightly* Oh, I'm sorry, miss, I didn't mean to offend...

*backs off and goes to sit between Psy and Kat, facing towards the bar and leaning on elbows* I am doing fine, Miss Katana. Just been on the run doing photo shoots and trying to fix up some things around the house. Oh by the way ninja *leans towards Kat, voice lower* You haven't happened to see that cute little kitty dish named Kits pouncing around here, have you? That tail of hers gets me every time! whee

*glances over at Psyzapp* Mistress, I am happy to inform you that the bigwigs have ok'd me doing a spread on the MW and its additions!

"Sticks and stones may break my bones, but whips and chains excite me, my dear." Raz mused, oh this girl was going to be fun to play with by merely thinking those naughty thoughts about this girl, whether she meant it or not. "If you misbehave it just means we have all the more fun."
Raz chuckled mentally to herself, what the others must think about her now. Oh well, sometimes the most intriguing persona is one that is a false one. As Leko asked what she was, Raz only gave a wicked little grin and leaned forwards towards the girl. She closed her right eye and brough her right index finger to her lips.
"Well my love... that is a secret." Oh she was going to have fun with this girl as long as she remembered not to bring too many surface thoughts for the woman to read. "You'll just have to find out for yourself, ragamuffin."
Raz turned her attention to Psy once more and nodded, she made a mental not of this man and to look out for him... especially if she was wearing shorter skirts or slinkier dresses.