Ok this took place in Gaming.. so yeah even John and I are bored enough on occasion to RP in the void of talent known as gaming.. anyways. Someone who will remain nameless was complaining that they never saw me and John RP anymore so.. here you go.. person. XD Oh um, in the first few posts Darrian was at the end of a fight with some elfy guy... but not a whole lot came out of that as you will soon see.

Tiph Nightshade: ::Tiphareth strode up calmly to the front door and casually kicked it in, smirking as she stepped over the broken bits of wood, and hopped inside. She vaulted onto the bar counter and sat down, taking a hurried look around the room with the sapphire shaded glowing alien twins, running a hand through silken mahogany tresses slowly and then lying down on her back, legs idly swinging over the edge of the table top::

DarianNightshade: ::Darrian again swatted the fool aside with a caramel toned hand, deciding not to punish the insolent fool now..:: And all things living must die. Funny how I am no longer alive.. ::He smirked slightly, and again reclined in his chair, foreseeing the attack, actually wanting it.. knowing the smirk and the rest would provoke it...::

Tiph Nightshade: ::Tiphy sighed a little and considered taking a nap.. this was not all that amusing thus far.. Then she pondered summoning Damian but decided bringing him into this would not be an especially wise choice. So she was *content* to lie there and wallow in her boredom... one hand sneaking down behind the bar counter to snatch up a bottle of vodka which she eyed with relish.. she took the opportunity to indulge herself not nearly often enough lately::

DarianNightshade: ::Darrian used his foot to push him back, all ready on two legs of the chair. He fell lightly to his back, then kipuped, another move he brought to this realm. One hand locked onto the hilt of Fransdrutch, who was between his shoulder blades, thumb clicking off the safety strap.. His head flew forward as he drew the blade, which was screaming for blood.. His forehead marked for the bridge of the Elf's nose..::

Tiph Nightshade: ::She rolled onto her side and flit the alien orbs slowly over the place again, taking in all the details this time.. actually bothering to pay the attention that it took to do so.. She smirked lightly, spying Darrian about to mutilate some poor elfish being and then calmly waited, saying nothing, just watching on with the little smirk lingering on her thin red lips::

DarianNightshade: ::Darrian blinked as the being disappeared.. Bewildered for all of a moment before sheathing a very vocal about his disappointment Fransdrutch, using expletives that Darrian hadn't even thought of. He looked about, then grinned at his baby..:: Hi there sweetie!

Tiph Nightshade: Hi baby. ::She smiled warmly and half sat up, before lying back down lazily again and grinning over at him.:: Whatcha up to? ::She brushed an errant strand of chestnut brown tresses from her line of vision, her wedding band catching her eye in the process::

DarianNightshade: The usual love.. kicking ass and taking names.. ::He flashed that dazzling grin to her as he all but swaggered over, bending down a foot or so to plant a sweet kiss on her lips, his hand gently tracing the contours of her cheek.::

Tiph Nightshade: ::She closed her eyes and returned his kiss just as sweetly as it had been given, and finally pulled herself up into a sitting position after reluctantly breaking the lock of her lips with his, tilting her head into his caress a tad. She leaned forward to embrace him warmly, whispering:: I missed you..

DarianNightshade: And I you my love.. ::His hands gently rubbed broad circles across her back, as he tenderly embraced his wife. One eye opened a crack as he eyed the ring of their union..::

Tiph Nightshade: ::She pulled him a bit closer and nestled her head against his shoulder, humming contentedly to herself.:: Did I tell you sweetie.. Damian is being especially talkative today.. I think he might say another word soon.. the adorable little baby blabber is sounding more and more like actual words..

DarianNightshade: Great.. I am sorry I have been away on work so often.. I just am never home.. Has the little tyke forgotten about dada? ::He whispered, hugging her a little tighter, his voice infinitely remorseful to the fact that he wasn't by any means a good enough father..::

Tiph Nightshade: ::She arched her massive wings, each in it's own turn, and stretched them out towards the ceiling, a soft little satisfied groan barely slipping over her thin red lips as she did so. A large black feather swirled down from her right wing, falling haphazardly toward the floor, and she pulled her head back a bit to look into his shades:: I don't think it's in him to forget about you baby... Don't worry, he loves you infinitely, just as I do

DarianNightshade: ::Darrian nodded faintly, not too reassured.. He couldn't help but feel that he wasn't being enough of a father instead of someone who was home less and less often, and working all the time.::

Tiph Nightshade: ::She caressed her delicate hand over his cheek lovingly, needing to soothe him, and after a long moment, pulled the tattooed hand back to set it lightly in her lap, and placed a soft kiss on the spot her gentle fingers had just left:: Don't worry.. ::she whispered reassuringly, her voice an almost humm::

DarianNightshade: ::He smiled faintly, head hung down..:: What has he been up to besides playing speed demon around the halls and knocking over my god damn three thousand dollar antique vases and shitting on himself? ::The last was punctuated by a soft chuckle.. Darrian didn't mind the diaper changing one bit.::

Tiph Nightshade: ::Tiphy was playing the "useful" role today, in opposition to what her mood had been all too often lately; she'd found herself slipping into her old habits of reclusiveness and despondency, open void of regard for almost any and all.. but had wrenched herself roughly out of it at the realization, and was doing worlds better now.:: Hmm well.. aside from trying to talk so much not a whole lot... he tears around the house.. and I fixed whatever he happened to break, without a mar or crack left, so it's ok.. ::she laughed softly, picturing her little mosquito baby hauling armani clad ass around their huge residence and breaking things, toppling them, and otherwise causing chaos::

DarianNightshade: He is a little hellion isn't he... God imagine when he starts to have hot tub parties when we are away...! ::Darrian grinned and gently poked her in the tummy, eyes wide in mock disbelief..:: People will be there without us to supervise..!

Tiph Nightshade: Ugh.. he is going to be bad.. I can tell already.. Not that I love him any less for it of course.. ::She grinned, wrinkling up her nose and even squirming a bit at the poke, and she snatched up his offending finger to lightly kiss the tip of it. She grimaced halfway and wriggled around on the bar, which was becoming harder it seemed, by the minute, and was less than a comfortable place to be sitting.:: I think.. I need to go sit somewhere else..

DarianNightshade: ::He nodded, and with a flair of debonair, plucked her from the ever hardening counter top and sat down, placing her neatly in his lap and wrapping his hands about her.:: mmmhm... and I am going to laugh and laugh when he is just as bad a boy as I am.

Tiph Nightshade: ::Happily plucked from the hardass wooden bar, she grinned at the thought his comments had pulled to her brain:: XD!!! I don't want to think of him doing all the bad things you do baby.. right now he's so innocent.. I have trouble imagining it ::She smirked and cuddled up close, happily snuggled, running an idle hand slowly up and down his toned side::

DarianNightshade: ::Darrian grinned at her and placed his chin on her shoulder.:: I dunno what you are talking about sweetie... ::One hand gently poked at her inner thigh in semblance of a bite..:: I am completely innocent as well..

Tiph Nightshade: ::Tiphy's eyes widened at the poke to her thigh and she arched up a brow, mouthing:: No thigh in public... ::Playfully chiding him. Then she pouted a little, realizing she'd left her bottle of perfect Smirnoff Vodka on the bar untouched.. ready for someone else to steal::

DarianNightshade: ::He reached over to the bottle, which was a few frigging inches off to the side, and handed it to her..:: Why not... afraid of something bad happening and you blushing in front of everyone..? ::He softly kissed the side of her smooth pale neck..::

Tiph Nightshade: XD ::She poked at his middle playfully and mumbled something under her breath, her neck going weak a little and hanging a bit in the opposite side..:: No being bad... ::She took the bottle of vodka and set it to one side of her, waiting to drink it in a little while...::

DarianNightshade: ::Darrian softly slid the tip of his tongue up the side of her neck, searching for the perfect place to sink those inch long fangs into.. His hands tightened slightly on her stomach as he did so.. He loved the taste of Tiphy's ... blood...::

Tiph Nightshade: ::She arched her back slightly and managed to fold her wings neatly against it, and there they sat both beautiful and obedient. She took in a hurried breath quickly through her nose and just sat waiting for what she knew was soon going to happen... An off little thought tugged at her mind, as to when the last time he'd taken her Mako enhanced blood had been, and was slightly startled to find that she could not remember::

DarianNightshade: ::Those inch long alabased fangs sunk in just below her jaw line after a moments hesitation. He moaned softly into the side of her neck, having missed the taste of her, fangs slowly slipping out to allow the flow of blood to his eager mouth..::

Tiph Nightshade: ::She whimpered softly, her eyes squeezing slowly closed, and she tightened the grip of her legs about his waist, trying to keep quiet and not moan... trying sincerely, and almost succeeding.. almost. A tiny repressed moan managed to escape and she clenched her teeth shut, refusing to make any more noise, set upon reveling in the pleasured sensuality of this in simple silence::

DarianNightshade: ::Darrian suckled softly on her mako infused blood, drawing slowly of the ever flowing well that was his wife.. His hands gently found hers, interlocking fingers and then rubbing his thumbs slowly up and down her hands. He delicately kissed the side of her neck, then resumed the slow tender feeding.::

Tiph Nightshade: ::She mumbled something incoherent and inclined her head gracefully to the opposite side, showing a gentle submission to him as he drank her slowly in, and shivering slightly with the hardly less than exhilarating sensations. She toyed with his slender fingers, her own smaller delicate ones playing flirtingly over them, and she ruffled her wings once, as they had begun to stiffen::

DarianNightshade: ::One hand gently released hers to trace the contours of her face, which he had memorized time and time again, the other touching their wedding bands together gently, symbolically. His studded tongue ran a series of intricate flickering patterns over the twin holes in the side of her neck.. Cheeks caving as he drank her now with relish..::

Tiph Nightshade: ::She pulled in a deep breath through her nose and held him tighter still, though not enough to cut off his circulation or anything.. her legs merely tightened a bit more in an unconscious reflex and she got a bit weak with the pleasure he was dealing her from the feeding. Her head hung almost lax to the opposite side, long silken tresses falling softly about her narrow, delicate shoulders..::

DarianNightshade: ::Ever so slowly he relinquished the feeding, catching the last few drops with his nimble tongue as he kissed the two small wounds shut, then placed his lips to hers firmly, running his fingers through her hair, and then embracing her gently.::