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Post by kasana on Nov 10, 2007 12:23:26 GMT
She looked at him, "A kiss? no, my lips just /happened/ to touch your cheek by accident." she cooed; she stood there, watching him. Hands by her side, trying to relax though she couldn't.
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Lord Cutler Beckett
Mr. Cotton's Parrot
Its nothing personal, Jack. It?s just good business
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Post by Lord Cutler Beckett on Nov 10, 2007 12:28:46 GMT
:: He laughed a little, really that one pirate was much entertained:: " Not, you have done it on purpose, Kasana. What happens to you?. Are you nervous?. Do I make you nervous my dear pirate? "::He was saying to her while it was walking at his around, with an irony and a delightful sarcasm in his words. His eyes were those of a wolf ready to attack his prey, but he can´t do it......or yes? .
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Post by kasana on Nov 10, 2007 12:30:07 GMT
Her eyes followed him, "No." she said sternly; trying to hide the truth. He frightened her, more then Davy Jones did. But only because Beckett hated all things, Davy Jones simply hated women.
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Lord Cutler Beckett
Mr. Cotton's Parrot
Its nothing personal, Jack. It?s just good business
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Post by Lord Cutler Beckett on Nov 10, 2007 12:34:00 GMT
"Not, you lied.You are tembling , Kasana. You are trembling because I am close yours. This is the same reaction that I usually caused to me ex-wife. I can could smell fear and excitement:: He her whispered in the ear with a soft voice and with a warm breath that it was tasted to brandy.
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Post by kasana on Nov 11, 2007 0:40:41 GMT
She watched him, she could smell the brandy; "Your drunk." she muttered, looking at him; "And how can you smell excitement? your smelling your own." she retorted.
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Lord Cutler Beckett
Mr. Cotton's Parrot
Its nothing personal, Jack. It?s just good business
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Post by Lord Cutler Beckett on Nov 11, 2007 1:00:49 GMT
:: He smiled saying to we:: " Not, I am not drunk. I have never got drunk. That left it to you, pirate ":: The words, he the rustled in his ear:: "Do not put excuses to the truth, Rohan. I smell your fear ":: He laughed in silence in his ear, it was a laugh difficult to decipher his meaning.
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Post by kasana on Nov 11, 2007 2:25:48 GMT
Her body felt like it was on fire, she looked at him; "Fine, you smell my fear." she said, watching him. In truth, she feared him far more then she feared Davy Jones. Her lips trembled slightly though she bit her bottom lip just to try and stop them. She could feel the blood trickle down her chin, she'd bitten too hard.
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Lord Cutler Beckett
Mr. Cotton's Parrot
Its nothing personal, Jack. It?s just good business
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Post by Lord Cutler Beckett on Nov 11, 2007 10:17:42 GMT
A triumphal smile appeared in his lips, he closed much more her and with his thumb cleaned with rudeness the blood and he closed over his lips, her opened theirs and said to her between them:: " You, you can never lie to me. Kasana. I see everything and feel everything. You are burning ":: Your blue eyes they shone in theirs.
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Post by kasana on Nov 11, 2007 20:29:58 GMT
"Yes. But burning with what?"
She said coolly, she'd contained her excitement; just stood there, watching him. There was fire in her eyes, not excitement; but anger, at the fact of what Beckett was doing. She watched him, feeling the blood go down her chin; she let it bleed.
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Lord Cutler Beckett
Mr. Cotton's Parrot
Its nothing personal, Jack. It?s just good business
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Post by Lord Cutler Beckett on Nov 11, 2007 20:53:34 GMT
:.Cutler Beckett smiled softly making to curl his lips and with his fingers it took his chin strongly so that it was looking at it more to the eyes:: " I meet very well the women, Kasana. You are trembling with fear ":: Rustled this time in his ear, approaching more her so that there was smelling his smell of mint and of lavender.
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