Log: Ongoing

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When; Sometime over the weekend, I guess. D=
Rating; PG-13 (for now)
Characters; Mars pineapple_pimp and Sarah Sanderson blondesiren1692
Summary; Feeling drained (and lonely), Mars pays a visit to Sarah for some potion.
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Part of his mind was cursing for being so weak, the other half was saying 'WOMAN. FLIRTING. AFFECTION. WANT.' and unfortunately for Mars, the latter was winning. Generally, he wasn't fond of women... or atleast fangirls. He never really got the chance to meet any strong women like Sarah and Rangiku. And with all the drama happening in the city lately, a little escape from reality would be greatly appreciated.

Being the only Chojin in this city, the lack of wrestling, keeping in shape, and his favorite free-time.. "activity" had made Mars emotionally and physically drained. And the fact that he had suffered a horrible death back in his world had been rather traumatizing. He wasn't sure if he was dead or not, and the thought bothered him. He had requested an energy potion from the tantalizing witch and was willing to agree to any means of payment.

The bird had made his way through the city and was now in the forest. It was a nice get away from all the lights and noise. Although, he wasn't sure exactly where Sarah lived, her name, or what the 'big animals' were that she had mentioned. Mars shuddered as a gust of wind blew past him, causing him to 'ruffle' up (like a little bird. Aww.) and wrap his coat tightly around himself. Oh, how he hated cold weather and winter. Why he continued to wear his wrestling outfit was a mystery.

I really need to shop for some warmer clothes.

He looked around the woods, hoping to find Sarah's home soon.

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The Chojin was fine until he saw that cat. He immediatly ruffled himself up, trying to look bigger than he already was. Once Mars realized what he was doing, he calmed down and felt his face go red. ".. Sorry. Birds.. cats.. ya' know."

He cleared his throat and set Sarah down onto the bed, then removed his headdress, finally exposing his black, feathery hair, which was tied back into a ponytail. He sat down as well and pulled the witch onto his lap, smiling contently and gazing into her eyes.

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Sarah giggled at the sight. "Oh, don't worry. He's lazy, and sleeps all the time, I tell you. He won't bother you." She wanted to reach out and touch his poofy bird-like feathers, but decided not to. There would be plenty of that to come.

When a man gazed into her eyes like the way Mars was doing, she always felt a bit weaker. It was the same thing that had happened with Billy when Wini first brought him home. As soon as she had made eye contact with him, and he looked at her the way Mars was doing at this moment, she knew she had to have him. He obviously had felt the same way, or else he wouldn't have risked Winifred's anger the way he had. Either way, Mars was making her feel a bit weak, but in a good way. At the same time, she wanted to claim him as her own, but knew it was impossible on a first...date, if one wanted to call it this. No, she would wait and see where the winds took them.

"Your hair is so pretty," she purred, reaching out to touch the feathery locks. They were silky to the touch and it felt good on her fingers. "I always liked a man with long hair," she smiled at him.

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"Mmm..." Mars closed his eyes, cooing softly from her touch. He loved when people played with his hair. It made him a very happy and content bird. He rested his head against Sarah's shoulder and shivered, feeling goose-bumps. It had been so long since anyone showed him affection like this and Mars could feel himself melting against Sarah, even if he was still raging with energy, he enjoyed the tender and lovey moments like this.

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This guy was absolutely adorable. Although he had the physique of a God and could probably kill a man with his bare hands, he had the heart of a tamed crocodile. She continued stroking his hair, idly undoing the ponytail holder and tossing it to the windowsill where it landed by the sleeping cat. She ran her fingers through his hair and smiled.

"You're a sweet vulture, you know that?" She commented. It wasn't meant to be an insult; as a witch (and a blonde) her compliments were twisted and strange, to say in the least. It didn't matter to her, she made them anyway.

Slowly, she moved her hand down to stroke his cheek and tilt his head so she could look at him. "I'm going to kiss you now," she told him, and did just as she promised, her lips finding his.

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The vulture comment through him off for a moment but he figured she meant it as a compliment. Vultures must be attractive to witches or something. Atleast she hadn't called him a turkey.

Mars smiled and gently kissed her, wrapping his strong arms around her waist and holding her close. She was so small and delicate looking, he hoped he wouldn't hurt her.