
Cora: Oooooohm! You are sitting in Locke's chair... you are going to be in big trouble if he finds you sitting in it!!

Osirus: Not likely since the little fleshling is gone... and even if he returns there is nothing he can truly do... I could set it on fire for all I care.

Cora: O! What a naughty thing to say!!

Cora: *sits in Osirus' lap* Well if Locke is out for a while... I'm going to sit here too! There is nothing like the forbidden pleasure of sitting in Locke's chair.
Osirus: Well technically you are not sitting in the chair...

Osirus: You're sitting in my lap... and... this is definately not a "forbidden pleasure"... I doubt someone like you would know something like that.

Cora: What do you mean? Spending time with you might as well be a forbidden pleasure since it never happens! You never seem to want company!

Osirus: *says nothing, looking away from her a bit, as she is right, since he's rather withdrawn from them all* Perhaps it's for your own good.
Cora: Oh so you think you are dangerous huh??

Cora: Well I'm not afraid of you... I don't think Osirus is that scary.

Osirus: Mostly because you are a niave little creature... but that is usual of things not understood.

Cora: Even if I don't understand you are still my friend <3
Osirus: *lets his fingers touch hers, his flesh stone cold to the touch*

Cora: Your hands are freezing...
Osirus: A disadvantage of a dead heart...

Cora: For what it counts, I like you.
Osirus: ...............

Cora: *whispers* Sorry for sneaking into your room this morning but I did manage to find my panties I left in there last time...
Osirus: *smirks* It matters not...

Osirus: I see you've got different ones on today.. *fingers play with the material*
Cora: *giggles*

Cora: Maybe you would like me to lose these ones in your room as well?
Osirus: Or maybe you should just stop wearing any all at and then we wouldn't have this problem....

Osirus: *grope* Or maybe just stop wearing clothes altogether...
Cora: O! That is a very naughty thing to say, even naughtier then setting Locke's chair on fire!!

Osirus: *picks her up* Then perhaps we should move elsewhere...

Cora: Kay!
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