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Saturday, 10 August 2013 15:16
american_loki: (roach)
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Date: June 14th
Location: Kirby's room
Status: Private (American Loki and Kirby)
Summary: Loki lets himself in as agreed

Loki went and dropped off his application aeroplane at the front desk then climbed the stairs and walked to Kirby's door. Why take the window when you had a perfectly fine door after all?

It would be locked, of course, so he didn't even bother to try the handle, but simply turned into a cockroach and walked through under it encountering only a dustbunny on the way.

Once inside he returned to his human shape - after all human women were not sexually compatible with cockroaches - and took a look at his surroundings.

"Hey, neat!" he decided when he realised how the door and window were trapped. "A true warrior woman."

He hadn't gotten this lucky in a while and the bed looked very inviting, too. Loki took off his clothes and made himself comfortable.

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Date: Friday, 30 August 2013 21:29 (UTC)
beachbunnykirby: (Default)
From: [personal profile] beachbunnykirby
Kirby made her way to her room in a good mood that dropped a notch when she didn't find the redhead waiting to be let in.

With a shrug, she unlocked the door--

--and stopped short.

"How did you get in here?" she asked, more harshly than she had intended.

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Date: Saturday, 5 October 2013 17:51 (UTC)
beachbunnykirby: (Default)
From: [personal profile] beachbunnykirby
Kirby checked the window.

"Nope," she said. "It's still rigged. As was the door when I came in... So unless you did my rigs in precisely the same way that you found them - how'd you get in?" she sat on the egde of the bed, looking enticingly at him as she spoke.

Her smile turned appreciative as her eyes explored the distinctively male regions of his body.

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Date: Friday, 15 November 2013 19:15 (UTC)
beachbunnykirby: (Default)
From: [personal profile] beachbunnykirby
Kirby undid the buttons on her blouse and let the fabric slide back on her arms, exposing a view of her breasts in a translucent, lacy bra.

"It's not everyone who can get past the traps that I set," she whispered as she leaned close enough to nearly touch his ear with her lips.


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