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 Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 12:18 pm
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Paprika blinked a few times looking at Vlad. She had her head tilted lightly, and had the cutest most innocent look she could ever make; to try to seem like she didn't even know what she could be up to! "Um, no, is there something you're able to make with all that...?" She asked innocently. Then turned to her current cart filled with sweets. "I'm Paprika Pepper, that's my real name; my parents just had a sense of humor." Her real name sounded far more fake than the fake name on her ID by far! Though hearing his suggestions. She had an eyebrow raised, as if to ask if he was sure that a Nazi Hello Kitty wouldn't be perfect for the German girl, that way she can get them both in the same Hello Kitty section! And this is actually the reason she was kicked out of her German class last highschool year.
"OK the streusel and the pocky sound nice for both, where would I find these things?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 1:24 pm
Vlad smiled and shook his head. He released the girl and looked at her with a wolfs gaze. "I think its a cute name. It could be very sexy if you played it out right. Paprika is a spice, so is pepper which are both spicy. Maybe your parents were just setting you up for a stripper?" Vlad chuckled lightly joking of course. "Paprika the spicy stripper." Vlad grinned.
"Alright Spice girl.. your sweets are down that isle. Along with all the other sweets and junk food we have. Let me show you." Vlad said as he grabbed the girls cart. He pulled it along lazily behind him until he got to the isle. He released the cart and presented the isle to the girl.
"Here you are."
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 1:40 pm
❤ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ [ Paprika Pepper ] ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ❤ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ❤
Paprika just looked annoyed when he said that her parents planned for her to be a stripper. She liked the attention and all; but not when it involved her parents or their plans for her in the future! They were a military family so even though Vlad was joking it just annoyed her! To insult her family by saying that! She should do what her dad always told her to and punch this guy in the face!
"Um, not really." She said, still with that annoyed look. Once reaching the isle, she stocked up on a few dozen of both, then looked back at her cart. It was just so packed with sweets! She would have to come back for the stuff to make meth and bombs later! So Paprika thanked Vlad and headed to the cash register to check out.
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 1:50 pm
Vlad met Paprika at the Cash register. He had seen the annoyed look and he didnt want such a pretty gem being mad at him. Well.. not until after he got her in bed.
"Sorry Pumpkin, didnt mean to offend." Vlad said gently to her as he cashed her out. He told her, the total for everything, decently priced after all and some things were on sale. He bagged everything up and leaned forward slightly to ask her a crucial question.
"Cash or charge?" Vlad said with a handsome smile, as he watched the girl from over the rims of his sunglasses.
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 2:25 pm
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Paprika's eyes narrowed seeing him. She was hoping that other guy who did drag would be the one to be around here! Then again, he's probably gay, and from her experience they're completely gossips. Paprika reached into her pocket and handed him a card. It was kind of like a credit card; usable for the month of Spring to pay for food... and technically all of this was considered food~ It was all on Gaston's tab, so she was sure to try to bring him down by at least .00000000001% of his wealth! The card had that she won the cooking contest; even had her name on it! "If you tell anyone I will murder you." Tell anyone of her identity as the spectacular mysterious super special awesauce girl who's name was X! "I mean it too. My sister has more guns than the police station!" The only other person who knew her identity was Gaston! (after all, she did need to pick up her reward with her real name!) Though Gaston probably thought that was a fake name or something.
After all, really? Paprika Pepper? What kind of name is that? It's like being named Max Fightmaster.
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 2:40 pm
Vlad was actually surprised when he saw the card and grinned broadly. "I wont pumpkin. She was a very good cook, as much as i hated to have Dante win. To a woman like that.. well" Vlad grinned and looked down, it wasnt a blush but it was close, respect none the less. "Id love to try her cooking sometime." Vlad grinned, he wasnt talking about Paprika's sister either. He ran the card through and cashed the girl out. He handed her back the card with a smile. "Dont worry i wont say a word. Id rather not be murdered.. just yet." Vlad snickered before he handed the girl her groceries. "Take care Pumpkin pie." Vlad said with a grin. "Can i say one thing before you go sweetness?" Vlad asked gently as he took her hand and kissed the back of it teasingly. "You are deliciously beautiful and intriguing. If your ever up for it Pumpkin, id love to take you out.. anywhere you like." Vlad said sincerely.
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 5:27 pm
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-Nodding with the up most, not real, interest to the babble of the man, Angelina was scanning the isles of the store and area about him. Maybe he could grab a little more stuff. He could get a surprise for his daddy? Or the ladies at his home! Maybe they'd make him some yummy treats in return for it? His grammys would cook for him after he did nice things. Hm – what did he say? Something about cash and that.. his name was Dante! Dante was giving him his cash back? Oh what a very nice man, he should definitely get Dante a present too! As the man departed, Angelina's little eyes turned upwards with an astonished gasp. He hadn't noticed how big the man was! He was bigger than daddy! Angelina amused himself with the imagery of riding the man like a horsey and waving to all the little people on the ground. Even pointing and laughing at a skosgra as it ran in terror from the giant, fierce, Dante. “Duntay, Duntay, Duntay,” Angelina began to sing to himself in a voice that was small, tainted with the pitch of a child's cracked voice, but smooth with a promise of a much clearer voice with age. It filled the silence that was around him as he started to look about the isle of candy. “Duntay, de stora jätte så slag - Duntay!” His words fell into indiscernible mumbles as Angelina got creative with his shopping.
Flipping the gown that fell around his waist inside out to create a bowl, the under garments that were made up of a pair of white puffy pants popping out freely. He pinched it with one hand and poured his candy into the make shift cart. What would daddy like? He likes pretty things, on the walk home he'll get him a flower! And ladies like chocolate, so he already had a gift for them. But maybe.. He should get them their own chocolate, this was his chocolate after all. That was a good idea! Nodding, he started to push the candy off the shelves into his dress. It was starting to get a little heavy, so Angelina decided that was enough.
Turning to where the man was talking with another woman now, he hobbled toward him and carefully reached into the pile of candy and pulled one out, fumbling about as he carefully set the candy on the ground. “Duntay, here some cahndy.” Angelina giggled proudly at himself before momentarily glancing at the woman and wandering out of the store.
Dante was nice, he liked his new friend.~ Exit Angelina ~
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 5:51 pm
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Paprika's face completely turned bright red, she was biting her lower lip in embarrassment. Despite her 'tough chick' voice and appearance, she was still that depressing girl who wrote her depressing questions to the newspaper! But someone actually wanted to date her?! Her?! No jokes?! She looked away shyly, and picked up her bags of sweets - which would be pretty heavy considering she filled a whole cart with them, well would be heavy for someone who wasn't as fit. But that bashful look on her face quickly turned into an angry scowl. "Not a chance in hell GRANDPA! I'm 16! Not even out of highschool! What are you?! 30?! And still hitting on highschool girls?!" She then swung a handful of heavy bags at him; before turning tail and running away!
....A few seconds later she ran back and picked up a box of Chocodilles that she dropped, then yelled '*****' at him, before running out again. Once outside that time, she had a huge smile. Someone actually asked her out~ Sure she turned into her usual angry self, but still! That was a first! Sure she just made a huge angry scene, but it didn't mean she wasn't flattered! She was just... complicated.
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 6:39 pm
Vlad ducked when the bags were swung. He ran after the girl, opening the store door to yell after her. "Im 23, you jailbait!" Vlad yelled before smirking. "I think she likes me." Vlad chuckled as he shut the door to the store and turned back around. He went back to his post at the cash register. She'd be back.. with that blush and that reaction? She'd be back.. 16 or not. Okay so she was 6 years younger than him... that wasnt much. Right? He'd get sent to rape me in the a** jail but.. not like that hadnt happen before.. minus the jail part. Vlad shook his head at that thought and grabbed a gossip magazine to flip through.
Nice athletic body.. cute face.. bright green eyes. dirty blond hair to fit her personality, a nice fine a** and a big chest to boot. Oh he would have to bed her sometime soon.. eventually. Maybe for her 17th birthday.. as a present. Hmm.. that got him thinking.. he wondered if she was still a virgin? Vlad couldnt help but grin wickedly at that thought.
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"Oh thank you!" Dante smiled to the boy before he held up a hand to try and stop him. "Do you want a... bag.. to carry all that." But it was too late the kid had wandered outside already. "Oh darn.." Dante frowned lightly.
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 7:43 pm
 Bela had strolled in with ease, showing no concern for the fact that this store was owned by the twins. Yeah, the twins she had tried to scam earlier. Pssh, whatever. Like she hadn't scammed people before. Sure, this time it misfired, but she didn't think much of it. In any case, she didn't even look at Vlad as she walked by. Heading over into one of the vacant aisles, because she didn't feel like initiating anything.
She aimlessly walked down the aisle, not really looking for anything in particular. Sure, she needed some tummy medicine and some condoms. You could never have too few, in her line of work. And after she had judged that cooking festival, her stomach was contantly doing summersalts; and not the good kind. She somewhat expected Dante to come help her, since Vlad would probably not want anything to do with her. She may not look it to the untrained eye, but she was totally confused as to where everything was in the store. While living with Alice, she never had to buy anything; save clothes, shoes and make-up.
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 8:01 pm
Blue eyes.. that blond b***h. Vlad smirked and chuckled lightly as he set down the magazine and got up. He looked down the one isle to see Dante still keeping an eye on the one customer. Vlad snuck around the isle to come up behind Bela. "You look lost.. need help?" Vlad asked as he leaned in close to Bela to speak gently with her.
He still had the hots for her yes. Of course he would.. blue eyes reminded him of the girls.. and that made him weak. It was his one weakness. Well that.. women in general, booze, cigars and Dante. Okay so he had a few.. weaknesses so what?
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 8:12 pm
Bela didn't even turn to aknowledge him, "Wow, good work, Sherlock! You didn't even need Watson's help this time." she said dryly, grabbing any random thing and inspecting it. But she wasn't here to be bullshitting him, so she changed her approach. Dropping the rubber chew toy into the wrong bin carelessly, she turned to him fully. "I need some stomach medicine, and condoms; lots of them." she said with an no-nonsense tone, levelling her clear blue eyes with his.
"With my job, you can never tell, ya know?" she asked with a smirk and a shrug then, because of course he had to understand! He'd probably have more experience than she did! And that was quite a bit.
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 8:35 pm
Vlad grinned at her little remark, boy was she such a b***h.. but addicting, maybe it was just him. "Let me show you where they are blue eyes." Vlad said gently as he turned to lead the way to the other isle besides this one. He turned and presented to the girl the condoms, several kinds, shapes, sizes, textures, flavors, colors. He grabbed one pack and held it up to her. "Ive always enjoyed this one.. His and Her pleasure. Its ribbed on the outside.. sheer as can be but very durable." Vlad said with a honest smile to her, he held it out to her and watched her from over the rims of his sunglasses. He could be nice when he wanted... well he had been nice to the girl until she tried to ******** him over. Not his fault he called her bluff.
"Stomach medicine is right behind you now." Vlad said as he pointed behind her. "I hope your mistress wasnt to hard on you." Vlad added idly. "Ah.. do you need these as well?" Vlad asked as he offered up flavored lube and massage oils.
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 8:50 pm
Bela looked up at him, her eyes showing some undescribable emotion there. Taking the pack from his hand, "People come to me for a show and a good screw, not a massage or a bubble bath. Men who come to the bar don't care past their instant gratification, and who am I to deny them that?" she chuckled bitterly, reading the the back of the 'His and Her pleasure.' Under all that pretty exterior and high ego, she was an very cynical person.
"And for you information, Alice kicked me out on the street." Bela looked at him, but then lowered her gaze again. Refusing to tell him where she was staying; who knew if he planned on killing her later? "Make youself a dear and get me one of those shopping baskets, or whatever. Thanks, your such a gentleman." she distractedly patted his chest, picking out another packet of condoms and reading the back of that pack. It seemed a nice choice he had picked out, by what she read; compared to the other she was holding. She didn't look at him, expecting for him to go get the basket to put her things in.
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 9:02 pm
"Thats a shame... I like to have fun when im with someone.. even if its for a good screw. And making the woman happy is the best way to have fun." Vlad smirked to her. He frowned slightly at her comment about being kicked out. "Sorry to hear that.. i hope you have a place to stay?" Vlad stated more than asked. "Ill be right back. You know what else is good? This one.. it has lube on the inside and out. Hot for the males.. tingly for the females." Vlad said as he handed her another pack. He smirked and left Bela to go get the basket. He lazily picked one up before strolling back to her to see if she had made a decision. He had been sincere before, he loved to please women in bed.. otherwise he couldnt get off. Yes he liked to Dominate that was his main goal but his second main goal was getting the girl off.
"Well.. do i make good choices or no?" Vlad said as he set the basket at her feet. He stood behind her again, his hands reached out and rested on her shoulders. He started slowly working her shoulders into putty via a firm massage that she didnt ask for. But too bad.
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