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Date: November 1, 1999
Status: Public
Setting: Just Outside the Manor
Summary: Famine and Pollution return to the manor after their ride. We highly encourage all Horsepersons and Former Horsepersons to join us and make fun of/congratulate the happy couple.

By the time he reached the manor, Pollution was still high as a cloud. Emotionally, anyway. The whole way back, he had been cuddled up close to Famine. Everything about him just completely distracted Pollution, from his sent to the feel of his jacket against his cheek. It was wonderful. But like all great things, eventually this too had to come to an end and, despite taking the long way back, the trip was too short of Pollution's liking. He would just have to forget to ever get his bike fixed. He'd rather be ride with Famine then alone, anyway.

When the bike pulled to a stop, he reluctantly slid off and stretched, pulling muscles sore from lack of use. A peice of paper, rolling in the wind, caught his eye for a moment. When it was out of sight again, he blinked and turned to face Famine, waiting for him before they were to go inside. He smiled. "We should do that again."

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Famine pulled off his helmet, revealing the grin that still had not left his face, and hooked it back onto the bike. "We should." He hooked his arm around Pollution's waist and couldn't resist stealing one last kiss before entering the mansion. Unless he missed his guess they were going to be teased mercilessly by War and Pestilence the moment they were seen, but it was worth it. Oh someone was it worth it.

[stds-r-4-lovers.livejournal.com]

Pestilence turned abruptly from the show of affection. "I agree with DEATH. Time to get wasted." He filled another glass with every liquor in the bar and topped of everyone else's. "So, Famine, Good job in America. Its nice to see that lazy land of plenty get a nice kick in the ass. Plus, it helps my little microbes." He winked broadly. "If I didn't know better, I'd say you were flirting with me." He turned to Pollution and patted his hand gently "I'm just joking, kid. It just always makes me feel better when we can work together."