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Test Drive for September 2013 Apps

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♦ So you're new to this world and have just woken up in the Town Square. How do you react? What do you do?
♦ You're lost at sea. Maybe you got separated from your crew. Or perhaps you're on an abandoned island. You need help!
♦ "Pirates off the starboard bow!" It's an enemy ship! Attack!!
♦ You and your crew are hanging out on your ship. Just another day at sea!
♦ "LAND, HO!" Hey look, a new island! How about you go explore it? Tell us what you find!
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Of course I do. I have to have one in order to be good at riddles and such.
[He smirks even as a cat and just goes to settle down on her lap.] You don't like it? How about Princess then? [He teases just a little before giving her a really loud purr.] I will do my best to remember but I still don't understand....
[But he does let out a long sigh at the petting, purring quite a bit. Mariabelle! Stop reminding him of his first love. He does switches back into his more human form, his top half draped over her lap.
They were so much alike but yet so different in their own way.... One was more violent than the other but yet..... This is the gentleness that he wanted. Always wanted and he was willing to change.... Never again. Never again will he ever let himself go like that. Cause even this woman will one day choose another and this touch will go to another man.
But, nope, he isn't gonna touch her or do what he normally does, doing his best to respect her space as he pet and with each gentle stroke of that small and delicate hand, he purrs more and more from his chest.]
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[She gave him an earnest little pet behind the ears, stroking his fur contentedly as she sipped her tea.]
Why not you simply call me Maribelle, darling? Or milady if you prefer a more respectful title.
[She blinked in surprise for a moment when he switched back into being more human-like, caught off guard by the sudden extra mass. Still... she didn't object to his presence since he was being on good behavior... and perhaps a small part of her was even hoping he might not stay on the best of behavior. It was a very small part though! At least... that's what she was telling herself.
That gentle purring though... it was so soothing, and it reminded her of the first time they met and he wanted to just listen to the beating of her heart. A sound that he'd rarely heard before, and was so enamored to in a way that puzzled the noblewoman to no end. Perhaps if she'd known the thoughts raging through the cat's mind about his first love she might have said things differently. She might have been more, or possibly even less hesitant... but whatever the reason she said with a shy little whisper.]
Umm... Boris... if you like... I don't mind if you... express yourself a bit more.
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[He goes to let out another sigh and then... He goes to let out a chuckle and nods his head.] Maribelle then it is and you can call me, Boris. [But then it registered that she called him daring and the surprise showed on his human form face....
..... Was he hearing things? A small blush just forms on those tattooed cheeks..... And then that shy whisper....
Was she really thinking of him all that time they were separated? He briefly gets his hopes up but then stops them from really getting too high.... Why should he if she was gonna leave?
His green eye goes to stare up at her face, studying her closely.]
Are you sure? [He just goes to whisper as he rises himself to enter more into her personal space leaning his face closer to her in order to rest his forehead against hers.]
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[She often did call people darling, but with Boris it felt like the most natural thing in the world. Even now when she saw the small blush appear on his face when she gave him her permission, a blush that was mirrored almost perfectly on her own face. Her heart was beating so quickly in her chest, it was as if it wanted to leap from her rib cage and tango with her lovable feline.
With barely an inch separating the two of them, and then Boris leaning his forehead against hers, making her fully aware of what she was saying to him. It was so impulsive of her, and reckless to let him do this, and perhaps he would scurry off the minute he had his way with her.]
Well... will you promise to stay with me if you do?
[The last time it had been her that chased him off but... there was definitely a part of her that had been very sad to see him go.]
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