that is unbelievably sad!

doesn't think it's sad! It's one of the rules of being a monk: no romantic and/or sexual relationships.

... can say differently >_>

no idea what Greg is talking about. >////<

...smirks.

tries not to blush. And fails. >///<

looks highly amused. A blush still suits him.

amazed at his celibacy.

blinks... Katyusha isn't a virgin? *GRIN*

*coughs* Gregory doesn't seem like a blushing virgin either. >////<

known for not being a blushing virgin... It's a surprise with Ukraine.

^^; Indeed it is.

doesn't kiss and tell.

to know who popped her cherry though D:

they can take this conversation elsewhere. He has paperwork he needs to do.

D: will never tell.

to know about Tibet's conquests too ;D And please Katyusha ;o; *attempts to use puppy dog eyes*

no conquests. And thinks Greg knows perfectly well what he's talking about. He pouts.

smirks, winking at Tibet. 'Lying doesn't become you Tibet.'

blushes a dark red and wonders how that counts as a conquest for *him*... If anything it was a conquest for Greg.

mentally wills Ukraine not to pay any attention to that statement.

Tibet could of said no whenever he wanted. He'd even advised him to do so. Tibet wanted it as much as Greg. Mutual conquest?

agree to that much, at least.... He flushes more at the memory of how it had felt.

Tibet would make a wonderful blushing virgin... but there is the smallest of problems with that comparison.

((Why is tibet so easy to taunt? ;; ))

((....That's a good question...Maybe I'm just a bad person? .n. ))

angrily pokes Greg in the stomach and huffs. He's still as red as a beet.

splutters with the poke, rubbing it afterwards. That hurt. 'Oi! I'm just making sure you don't go round lying your pretty little arse off.'

huffs. He doesn't know what to make of that statement. "I-I'm not. I don't go around lying to people..." He decides to ignore the "pretty" .

points out, 'You said you had no sex life.'

((You're not a bad person. You're good humoured

splutters. "I-I don't! One time *doesn't count* !"

grins, 'It does count! That's you sexually active now mate!'

flails. "But- But-!" He pokes Greg again.

((8D *clinghugs* ))

makes an annoyed sound and pokes him back, 'Aren't you meant to be a pacifist?'

sticks his tongue out at Greg. "Nnnn."

pinches Tibet's tongue between his fingers. :T

squeaks and looks very upset. D:

:T 'Let go of his tongue, Greg, and no, I still won't tell. "

poouts, 'He started the physical aspect!' :T

flails, attempting to speak. "Leeh go uff my thunge!"

winces at the slobbers and lets go, wiping his fingers on his kilt.

doesn't slobber that much! He's not a dog!

that it's Greg's fault for holding out Tibet's tongue. o3o

crosses his arm, 'Jesus hun, you sound like an old fishwife. '

glares at Greg, doesn't appreciate being called "old" and "fishwife".

only pointing out how unhygienic his deed was :T

... if the shoe fits :T