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Milo gave a hard exhale as his back was pressed against a brick building while the male did all that he could with in his power to stop his heart from beating out of his chest. [******** s**t head." The blonde was bad about this, getting stuck between the option of continuing his chase of a bounty skipper and getting himself arrested for angering one of his ex-fellow coworkers of the royal navy blue. But wait, this is probably going to far let's rewind a bit.

/ about 2 hours before /
The blonde was simply waiting in line for his hogey before who should come knocking the damn sandwich out his hands than the very bounty he was chasing. It was a young kid, maybe nineteen year old. All the metal in his face made you wonder if the kid was suffering from metal poison than just pure dumb luck. However, it didn't take long before the kid realized his mistake and was off down the street once again with Milo right behind him this time. It was a simple game of who was faster, of course Milo never ran his hardest right at the beginning because he knew that even the most skilled adult would start to grow tired after a mile or two and hell if he could just hold on that long than maybe he'd be alright to just take the guy down with a simple tackle. Fate never played into his hands though. The kid went from running down the street to barging into someone apartment before the kid made it to the roof top. "What are ya gonna do kid? You got spidey powers or some s**t?!" Milo was growing irritated with the run up the two stair cases and his legs were burning him as he stood waiting for the kid to just give up.

Of course, Milo struck out again as the kid decided to make a jump for it over to the next roof top. The kid might have made it too if he actually had the very spidey powers that Milo had called out earlier, but instead the kid went tumbling down onto a cop car before rolling off the hood onto the street below. Milo being just as stubborn followed the kid, tucking and rolling into the landing as he got to his feet before going to place his foot on the kids' back as he took out a pair of zipties. "Haha! Who's the winner now, you stupid brat?!" Milo got the zipties on the kid before the cops from inside the patrol car besides to step out and take the kids' wrists while Milo dug for his bounty hunting license. "Look. I'm on a mission so step back." "Yeah you're on a mission alright. I'm pretty sure you just assaulted an officer.." Milo turned to throw his elbow against the chubby male's nose as he went to grab the kid's ziplocked hands from the other cop before he took off running.

/ return to normal time /

Now, where were we? Oh, that's right. Milo was currently not only running to keep himself from being arrested but also running to keep from losing his catch. Of course, the kid tried to get away with every step that Milo took and if it wouldn't have been for a blow to the gut then it was possible Milo might have actually gotten his bounty for once. Milo went to grab his stomach as he fell onto his side before glaring at the cop that had hit him. "The ********, Scott." "Milo. Milo. Milo. Still at your silly game of pretend cop?" [******** you, man." Before Milo could say anymore he was forced onto his stomach while Scott went to cuff him before pulling him up to stand as he watched his would have been bounty get tossed into the back seat before Scott started to lead him the same way. "Assaulting an officer, damages to a patrol car, and my favorite fleeing from the scene of a crime." "You're ******** dense. You know you're just making this s**t up and I didn't hurt your ******** car that brat did when he decided to jump from the roof--" Milo was cut short as Scott went to bounce his head off the side of the patrol car before shoving him into the back seat. "When will you learn that it's better you keep that mouth of yours shut?" Milo would have come back with a rather interesting, yet failing come back if it were for the throbbing of his temple as he lose consciousnesses before the car even took off.

/ an hour later /

Milo held an ice pack to his head as he gripped his discharge papers before looking towards his once boss with a scowl on his face. "Milo. You know that there's not very many people here that would take your word, the only reason I believe you is because of the damn pocket cam you had on your shirt. Can you please just stop getting into fights with Scott?" "It wasn't my fault the kid jumped onto the car!" "Maybe not. But that doesn't give you the right to follow after him, does it?" Milo pressed the ice pack harder against his skull before the sheriff went to escort him out of his office as he patted Milo's back. "Trust me Milo. Just let all this go, you're not doing yourself any good chasing after these delinquents like a cop if you aren't one." Milo tossed the icepack into the trash bin as the sheriff lead him out of the building, scowling the fact that he didn't even get his catch back after all the work he had done. He sighed and started off towards his shitty apartment, the only thing he wanted now was a beer and long shower. The trip wasn't too bad, his head still hurt but at least this incident wasn't going to appear on his record.

******** Scott. If there was anyone that Milo would shoot it would be his old partner Scott, the damn ex best friend always took his ex's side when it came to the fight that went down. Some best friend he was. Milo took the staircase up to his apartment as he gave a soft sigh before grabbing the pink paper that was taped to his door with a final notice written in red. "Ugh. Was rent due today?" Milo crumpled the paper before going to slid down his door as he sat against it before letting his head hit the back as he beat the back of his head a few times against the door before going to search for his mobile as he looked over his contacts. Well, there wasn't many people he could call for a couch but he was pretty sure he knew one guy that would house him for the night. The blonde went to stand as he walked towards where the kitchen window was before taking off his shirt in order to wrap it around his fist before punching in the glass to give him entrance to his apartment. Once Milo got in, the male was quick to grab his bag before tossing a couple changes of clothes and his needed items as he grabbed his last six pack from the fridge before unlocking the door and leaving that way. The rest of his belongs went into his car as he finally made sure he had all that he could fit before leaving a little bit of his last paycheck on the table along with a note to explain the broken window. He knew there no going back to this place, he owned too much in back rent and he couldn't even take the landlord's ugly daughter out on a date cause he was too much in debt to even afford his own meals.

Normally, Milo just took the bus when he needed to get somewhere fast but he really didn't want to his baby parked by his apartment in case the landlord tried to pawn it. He settled on going towards Dorian's he was uneasy about asking the dude to crash on his couch but he figured if he was given a no then he could just crash in his car or go bother someone at the Devil's Den to make some quick cash. If all that failed then he still had his car. Milo grabbed the six pack of beer, the bottles clanged as he carried it up the steps towards Dorian's apartment before he went to knock on the door. Milo had already down the two spare beers he had found while gathering his s**t out of his apartment so he had enough pain killers in him at the time to make his face stop hurting which would help if Dorian were to get upset about him just coming by like this. "Dorian! You home? I got you the money I promised last time." Milo had stayed once or twice with the other, always telling him that he'd pay him once he got paid yet never actually did. The only time he really ever gave the guy money was if he got banned from his apartment and it was a last resort type of deal.

- - ★ OutOfCash; I hope this is okay. If not I'll edit, if I'm bothering you.

Yume Yokohama

[Grey_skye]

And it's killin' me when you're away,
xxxxI wanna leave and I wanna stay

xxAnd I'm so confused, So hard to choose.
xxxx Between the pleasure and the pain
xxxxxxAnd I know it's wrong, and I know it's right

Even if I try to win the fight, my heart would overrule my mindxxx
And I'm not strong enough to stay away

Seems like life hadn't the slightest intention on making things easy for him these days. Not since he had that damn Timer installed. No helping it now except to roll with the punches, the most recent being running into his very recent ex. Niu braced himself for the inevitable reaction and possible round two of their fight. After all Bastian had to be more than a little surprised, he also expected him to be angry maybe and he had certainly thought there would be tears. What he got was the complete opposite as a familiar pair of soft lips embraced his own. Broken up or not, Niu couldn't help himself he missed the singer, the scent of his silly designer soaps, the way he sounded when he got sleepy, his warmth and the way he tasted...

It was long missed feeling and for a moment the red head lost himself returning his ex-lover's kiss. How long had it been? Three months? Maybe four since they'd physically been together for his last visit. Always far too long. It was only the realization that he sitting across another man's lap that pulled him back from the other. "Um, surprise." The guitarist said sheepishly as he awkwardly climbed out of the brunette's lap. Poor guy must have had a front row seat to their brief little make out session. Not to mention he'd just been sitting there like an idiot for which the dog was none too happy either. "Sorry about that- Max isn't it? Hope I didn't hurt you any." Niu said smiling apologetically at the wheelchair bound man. There wasn't much time for pleasantries however as, in typical Bastian style, they were both being ushered off towards the vocalist's place with no chance to object. The guitarist smiled to himself and indulged the other, holding his hand as if nothing had ever happened between the two of them. Besides that he was still feeling a little buzzed so the extra support helped him with walking straight.

Of course the would have to talk about the whole break up eventually and he'd have a whole lot to think about before things were back to they way they were. Bastian didn't seem to have much patience this evening however as like with the kiss, he was already pouring his guts out right there in the elevator. "You're such a big cheeseball as always." Niu chuckled ruffling the avid anime lover's silky blue hair. "We'll talk alright, but first how about we see to that food." he leaned up giving Bastian a small peck on the temple then walked into the man's penthouse and made himself at home plopping unceremoniously onto the couch. He hoped that the other would understand and not take the change in subject too personally. After all the vocalist should know better, the redhead wasn't all that comfortable talking so openly with company around. And while he hadn't wanted Max to feel like the third wheel - being that it was him who crashed their duo- it couldn't really be helped much. Nevertheless, Niu wanted to try to include him as much as possible whenever he decided to rejoin them. "So what'd you have in mind?" the guitarist questioned his ochre brown eyes lazily watching his former lover from where he lounged.

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La Belle_Sara

[Hikari_Light5478]

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❝Bastian closed his eyes as the familiar scent of Niu encompassed him. He watched the red haired guitarist sit down on his couch and took it in. He went to get Max a towel for when his finished up in the bath. He knew his best friend loved bubble baths so he didn't object much when he wheeled himself into the bathroom and closed the door. Bastian opened the door and sat the towel down before walking back out and went to start cooking dinner. He always made his own dinners and tended to stay away from the fast foods and stuff. Just because he wasn't a pop star now didn't mean he had to throw away his good body. Bastian looked to the red head when he spoke about what he had in mind. "Your favorite..." he looked down sheepishly as he cooked. He needed to get everything out in the open so while the oven heated up he went and sat down by his ex and rested his head in his lap. "I need to start from the beginning." he let out a sigh knowing that this was going to make or break them for good.

Bastian closed his eyes, "When I moved away it was hard for me to be away from you. Everywhere I turned I saw your face and I smelled your scent. It was torturous. We talked all the time and called each other, texted, but we both got busy and I was afraid of losing you. It just wasn't enough." Bastian stared at the ceiling as he spoke. "I was out with a couple co-workers, Max being one of them, and ended up getting myself a timer being so sure you and I are a perfect match that there was no way we couldn't be soul mates. But when I saw you it didn't do anything." tears began to flow down his cheeks as he retold the last three months up until now. "I told you about it and you said it didn't matter what they said, that we would still be together. But that was before we separated. All that mixed with the morning after I saw you and we enjoyed that night together, my timer started to count down. When I came home from work I bumped into a guy on the subway...Hector...He's my soulmate and a player. He doesn't commit to anything, just goes around sleeping with people. I thought that if I ended us there then neither one of us would suffer worst down the road." his voice wavered and he covered his eyes. He was never this emotional, he hated to show his feelings to anyone. But Niu was always the exception. "I got drunk one night and he and I ended up sleeping together. He was the naked guy in the apartment....my 'soul mate'."

Bastian didn't move from his spot on Niu's lap. "He went with me furniture shopping and I haven't seen him in weeks. I had a momentary lapse while you weren't here and screwed up in a big way. I'm sorry." He looked up at Niu, Bastian's eyes were already swollen from crying so much. He didn't know where they would go from here but what mattered was that he got it out in the open for Niu to know everything. "We've only slept together once and I won't lie it was great. I haven't been with him since, nor as he contacted me." he closed his eyes again waiting for a slap or a hit...something! Bastian jumped up when the oven dinged and went to put the food in it. He pulled out two glasses and poured some brandy in them. He downed his and got more before going back to Niu handing him one shakily.❞

Grey_skye

[Dr.Watari]

He's an idiot... He has to be... Definitely... Alistair stared at the two messages the occupied his phone; there had to be a limit to the amount of way Cola could get under his skin. At this moment it seemed like the number of ways he had could be found in the hundreds yet Alistair still clung to the title of best friends when it came to them. He had to or everything from that point would fall apart all over again...




To: Cola
From: Alley-Cat
You know, you could at least try to apologize.
It won't kill but, I might will.
If I get dumped again your heads going to roll.
Got me!
I'm on my way. Just find out where the hell you are first.



It was about six months or so that Alistair finally made a fatal mistake in the friendship; after a horrible break up and he dropped to his lowest point. Every breathe seemed to be harder then the first and all he wanted to do was lock himself up; Dakota was a great friend and he always tried to make Alistair feel better even if it only made it worse. He started trash talking his old boyfriend and though Alistair continued to laugh it was just painful. "SHUT IT! I DON'T WANT TO HEAR HIS NAME ANYMORE! MAKE IT STOP! Please,...Dakota... make the pain stop...just tonight.." Alistair could still remember just how great it felt to sleep with his best friend. It hadn't been his first time with a man but, it was the first time with almost six year crush.



Alistair looked through his closet; there was more then enough clothes scattered on his floor but, most of them happened to be uniforms from Ruby's last photoshot. Kind of sad when you think about it, who has a crush on someone for six years and get made it themselves once they finally do it. After that night, things got complicated between them. Dakota acted as if it didn't happen or rather he laughed it off and Alistair's feelings had only become stronger. It was from that point on their relationship to Alistair became blurred and disfigured. He wasn't sure what to do anymore... Confessing seemed harder them it had once been.

So, he found himself a boyfriend as quickly as he could. His name was Trevor; he was the athletic type but, Cola refused to warm up to him. Maybe it was because of how quickly he got one after the 'incident' or clingy Trevor seemed to be especially when Dakota was around the two of them.

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Leave... Micha had quickly regretted his decision to run away knowing very well once Julian walked out that door he would never see him again, he would no longer be allowed to embrace him, and he'd be forced to finally realize that he and Julian was over. On the screen, Micha was a confident man on his way up but, infront of Julian he was a weak man who'd lost part of himself. He had been the same way while they were dating; his confidence on stage was only to mask his lack of self-confidence. Ring,Ring Micha's phone run endlessly; Nitoria must have finally noticed Micha's abscence from the party. It should have eased the heavy tension in the room but, Micha couldn't even hear the chiming of the phone.

"Someone else... Are you joking?" Micha's eyes locked onto Julian unmoving as he interlocked his fingers around Julian's waist. There was no way he would allow him to run away; he couldn't let this be the end of things not now. He had lived in the past regretting his decisions; drinking night after night to relive his mistake over and over again. "What if I told you that even if there was someone else... That they'd never be what I want... If you knew me half as well as you once did... you'd know that too!" Micha glared to Julian with such hatred that it could have shock the very ground as he forcefully pulled Julian back to him. "What if I told you that after you finally let me go that I wanted nothing more then to die..." Micha gripped Julian's clothing. "I loved you...so much it hurt... I apologized as much as I could; I didn't care about my pride or how others would see. I've regretted that night for these long years. I never wanted to lose you!" And if I fell in love with you again I wouldn't be able to forgive myself... If hurt you again... The hostile look on Micha's face softened into a pained looked as he finally released Julian getting up taking his glass to the kitchen for a drink. He couldn't understand why he was wasting his breathe or why he felt so relieved saying it.

Julian didn't believe him; he trusted the rumors friends and enemies told him that Micha was bad. He'd heard a few of them during the time; 'He's still sleeping around, ya know.', 'He's just using you.', 'He'll never love you.','I heard he's dating so-and-so now. Did you think you had a chance.' Micha was strong but, he was just man fighting a limitless amount of rumors. Why would now be any different; he was a star now... It would only be a matter of time.

"Your annoyed... Funny. Are you going to tell me that your happy to know the one who your destined to love for the rest of your life is the very man you refused to forgive?" Micha poured another glass. "Are you going to forgive me now?" Micha downed the glass waiting; he felt the anxiety building.

A Crime of Whimsy

[Dr.Watari]

『Don't give up yet. The world has yet to stop turning. You have time. I promise.』

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Ｄｅａｒ Ｌｉｆｅ,
I would like to go to sleep some time this week you know that...

/CRASH/

In a dark alley; the sound of something crashing can only bring out the worst in ones human nature and for Jasmine it was that flight or fight response he'd once been familiar with in high school and like a bad flashback the only thing he could think of was running away until he heard a groaning. It wasn't like a zombie or a ghost but, instead it was more pained like someone who had just hurt themselves which peaked the store owner interest as he turned around. "He-He-Hello, Is some-someone there...?" Jasmine took a deep breathe as he slowly stepped close squeezing his eyes closed as he reached out for something but, there was nothing there. He opened his eyes and the only thing there was garbage or - /rustle/ Jasmine's eyes started around and there was a moving form coming his way. 'sjnqkdsbhfgjhdfhjbjhdbsjhgbfdjbg!!!' Jasmine's mind almost shut down until the light of a car made the male visible. He seemed hurt and scuffed up.

"Ah! Are you okay!?" Jasmine's fear finally disperse as he hurried to the man offering him his shoulder. Jasmine could only laugh at himself as he calmed his racing heartbeat. It did seem more logical to believe some drunk had just collapsed in the alley. It was completely more believable! Jasmine sniffed a bit and it was true this man smelt like alchohol. "That was quite the fall. My shop is nearby so, just hold a little bit. You can call a taxi from there. Okay?" Jasmine stumbled a little; the male was a bit shorter then he was and it was hard walking and looking at the ground the whole time. It wasn't until they arrived at the shop the he stood up straight. Pulling out his keys; he was lucky Heather had already gone home as he helped the stranger inside and up to his home were to large dogs were waiting. "Hey, boys." Jasmine flicked on the light and set Gavriil down. "I hope you don't mind animals. I have a snake, two dogs, and a guinea pig wandering aroun-d.here." Jasmine finally got a good look at the man and he could only remind himself that the alley had taken was or is or had been next to the reunion... It had been so close that... Jasmine's mind started to twist and turn until his lips moved on their own.

"You wouldn't happen to be... Gavriil... Gavriil Erdeli, by chance?" Jasmine could only remember the man labeled a his school bully from the last glance he gave him as they were graduating. That was it; during high school he appeared as a nightmarish blob bent on making his life hell. Once it was over... "Sorry about that, weird question. You just look familiar to someone I went to school with. My names Jasmine. I'm going to grab some water. Feel free to rest until then." Jasmine returned with glass of water. "Here."



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[Grey_skye]

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Theren stopped when the blonde had, surprised to see him actually turn back and approach him. He eyed him warily drawing back his face only slightly as a blue handkerchief replaced his dirty shirt sleeve. The punk winced a little at the new contact but didn't make any fuss seeing as it seemed the other was maybe apologizing. It was sort of a little hard to tell being that the guy was talking another language and all but that's the impression he got. "Uh, thanks I guess." he said though the bleeding had mostly stopped already it was the gesture that counted. Ice was certainly good idea considering how numb and swollen his lip had become. And since Blondie was making an effort to apologize, Theren had no choice but to do the same. It was only fair and as unintentional as it was it seemed as though he'd shaken up the other quite a bit. Enough to make him punch him as hard as he did.

"Some ice would be great." the tatted male said following the blonde as he led the way to his home. It was a bit odd to going home with a total stranger, but then again Theren had been around rougher looking customers than this priss. Besides that, their stupid devices said that they were meant to be together so what could be the harm. The punk stayed quiet for most of the walk back not wanting to upset Blondie any more than he had.

He couldn't help but wonder why the guy was practically wearing his hat over his face like that. Was he still going to cry or was something wrong with it? He couldn't recall anything odd about it from before other than he looked a little tired. "Hey about earlier I didn't mean to startle you like I did." Theren said trying to be apologetic himself with out sounding like a complete wuss, "Though I gotta admit, I'm impressed. You sure do hit a lot harder than I thought." he chuckled and then instantly regretted it as it nearly split his lip apart again. Trying to tone down the expressions "I'm Theren by the way. So Blondie, what should I really call you?" he questioned just as they seemed to reach the other's place. It certainly was much nicer than where he lived, though honestly most places were.


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xxxxxxx Ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒ Ｋｅｙ xxxxxxx

Shy Silva // Airport Parking lot // Excited

Not wanting to be separated from his host, Nikkos followed closely behind him as they made their way out of the bustling baggage claim and headed out to the just as busy outside. Automatically, the foreigner was sent into a state of awe from the enormous size of the parking lot. To him, the lot appeared big enough to hold the whole Parthenon with ease, although while in his astonishment he had nearly lost Shy in the crowds. Quickly catching up with him, Nikkos walked side by side with his host as they passed row after row of cars until Shy finally stopped at one of them. The car was a nice powder blue Ford Mustang, which the teen had only seen in a few auto magazines. He was truly impressed, enough so that he whistled upon seeing the sweet ride.

Once the trunk was popped open and his suitcase was placed inside, Nikkos stepped up to the car with his other bags. However, looking at the left over trunk space made him a little worried that the rest of his belongings wouldn’t fit in the small trunk. That was the only disadvantage of Shy owning a fancy sports car. Lifting his large, heavy bag up, he started to push and shove it into the trunk. “ταιριάζει πράγμα βλασφημίας,” he huffed while still fighting with the case, until it finally slid into place. Next, the Greek teen looked down at his messenger bag and sighed. ‘Άλλη μιά φορά,’ he groaned inwardly, but kept a happy smile on the outside. Slipping the bag off his shoulder, the raven-hair teen immediately went to work forcing it into the small available space. After getting everything in place, Nikkos slammed down the lid.

“Χμμ…,” he started while still trying to decipher what his host had asked him. It wasn’t because Nikkos didn’t understand the questions, but more he needed an extra moment to understand the meaning behind his words. Yet before the hungry teen could really say anything else, his stomach answered for him by growling loudly. “Excuse me!” A light pink dusted over his cheeks as he gave a nervous chuckle. “As you tell, I hungry. Not so much tired, I sleeped on the plane. Why not we go grab food.”

With that said, Nikkos instinctively moved up to the driver’s side door – completely unaware of his mistake – and opened it. Instantly, his amber eyes focused on the steering wheel in total disbelief that he had just fallen for one of Hermes’ little pranks.‘Ωραία δουλειά ηλίθιο, είστε στη λάθος πλευρά,’ he scolded himself mentally. However, the Greek teen wasn’t about to admit his slip-up, especially when he was trying to play their first meeting cool. Instead, he’d pour on some of his European charm and act as if he purposely meant to open his host’s door.“After you,” he said in a seductive tone while gesturing Shy to take the seat, and once he was seated, Nikkos closed the door.

Walking around the front of the Mustang, he quickly got into the passenger side and climbed into the leather bucket seat. Once he was settled, Nikkos pulled the safety belt into its place over his lap. The interior of the car was just as impressive as the outside, with all its shiny buttons and sleek touchscreen, all of which were begging to be touched by his itchy fingers. “You have nice car Shy Silva. I never be in a car this nice before. In Greece, I have scooter which nothing like this,” he said while ghosting his hands over the buttons of the center console in an envious manner. Of course, he didn’t touch anything. As soon as the engine roared to life, the foreigner pulled his hands back into his lap.



xxxxxxx Ｉｔ'ｓ ａｌｌ Ｇｒｅｅｋ ｔｏ ｍｅ xxxxxxx
ταιριάζει πράγμα βλασφημίας =Fit damn thing
Άλλη μιά φορά= Once more
Χμμ= Hmm
Ωραία δουλειά ηλίθιο, είστε στη λάθος πλευρά = Good job idiot, you're on the wrong side



OOC: Something happened and I couldn't write anymore. If this doesn't work for you I'm sorry. But it came down to my health over writing driving and such.

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Yume Yokohama

[Isin]

◢ │█│║▌【 So Nice To Meet You...

"*Tu nu a spus nu pentru a" Tala said shaking his head for emphasis as he could only vaguely recall their text conversation. From what he cared to remember at this point, Hector had only explained what the stuff was and that it wasn't exactly smart for a law worker to have the stuff. There was no explicit 'Do not take it you idiot' involved. Not that that matter anymore being that he'd taken them anyways regardless of his cousin's explanation. He had been tired, frustrated, worried and just wanted to feel better and for once not give a ******** like everyone else seemed to be doing. God it was pretty damn great so far too.

Lips crashed against his own as the PI's back collided against the wall roughly, once again pinned there in a heated embrace. Yet he didn't resist the other, he didn't push back or even scold him as he'd normally would. Instead, Tala kissed him back with as much fervor as the other was dishing out still being heated up by his previous session with Joshua and despite being in public was actually enjoying it. Of course it never exactly registered to him that it was his cousin he was making out with. That detail was lost to him among all the other more compelling sensations he was focused on.

Hector naturally was different than the hacker, he had a completely different taste, his scent was somewhat familiar to him and his build was a touch fuller. So of course his hands found their way back to his cousin's body eager to re-explore it more thoroughly. Să jucăm. he purred breathlessly those mismatched eyes locking hazily with those deviously familiar green orbs. These green eyed men were going to be the end of him it seemed but with the way Hector's knee was all but stirring up again he'd more than welcome it at the moment.


*You didn't say not to
**Let's play



Dr.Watari

◇ ◈ Find me here: » Party
◇ ◈ Who's around: » Hector
◇ ◈ Feeling: Dazed, elated
◇ ◈ Thoughts:
◇ ◈ Our One Crazy: Sorry if it's carp I've been fighting Gaia for two day now trying to get it to work

...I Hope I Never See Your Face Again 】 ▌║│█│◣

[Akabane_Kuroude]

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Huh? Oh, I'll be out shortly. I had to buy some things.
Yuu stopped and thought about it. He was in a cooking supply shop... How in the world did he end up at a bakery. Hmmm? Ah! Yuu remembered there was a bakery next door. It was easy to get the two confused. Placing a few more items into his basket it wasn't long til he was ready to check out or so he thought until he laid eyes on a cookbook or rather a chocolate cookbook to be precise. Working with chocolate wasn't his specialty and most he knew who did referred to it as difficult and needle/thread type of cooking style. He'd always wanted to try it though; so grabbing the book and some cooking chocolate he prepared to experiment eventually.

Pika-Pika-Chu! Yuu pulled out his phone staring over the screen before chuckling. Loverhearts-COME ON! WHO WON!? DON'T LEAVE US IN SUSPENSE! / Lavender7980-It wasn't me so who cares... -cries- / AmiChan - I know. Maybe next time. Yuu's days were alot fuller with messages like these. It was nice to know so many people found him important. He grabbed his items making his way to the register. HimitsuAi- Come on guys. The winner won fair and square. Be nice or I won't let you cook with me. Yuu joked but, it was then that his phone started going crazy with alerts even the cashier was staring. "uh...Sorry." Yuu forked over his card and took the bag and receipt making his way to the door.

Peaking out he looked over to the bakery and sure enough ther- Kale! Yuu stared wide eyed... It was Kale; he was sure it was him. There was no way he was wrong seeing as he had been waving his dvd online this morni- Oh god, he saw that! Yuu stepped back into the store trying to pull himself together. It was one of his first no, it was his first encounter with a pornstar! "I can do this." Yuu put on his game face as he hurried out the door and up to Kale holding out his hand. "Its a nice to meet you, I'm Yuuko...uh..Yuu for short." Yuu let out a heavy sigh finally calming down with a nervous laugh. "Thank you for joining me on my birthday... I didn't know you were a fan." Yuu was happy nonetheless.




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It took a minute maybe two, but the redhead finally showed signs of coming to. Gage breathed out a sigh of relief as those golden eye peeled open staring a little blearily up at him. He flashed the other an encouraging smile happy to see that they were indeed alright and no serious harm seemed to be done. "Whoa there, You need to take it easy now." the country man said catching his soul mate's shoulders as they tried to sit up all too quickly and eased them back. The redhead took another minute to settle before looking at their Timer double checking it to be certain what had just happened actually happened. Gage couldn't help but look to his own and sure enough this was the real deal. He could understand how much of a shock it was for these things to set you up with a complete stranger so he didn't take the reaction personally.

"How we all do-"Gage has started to ask when Red suddenly blurted out that she was spoken for. The statement caught him more than a little off guard leaving him a deer in the headlights all wide-eyed and mouth agape with unspoken. "uh uh-'c-course ya are." the country man managed clearing his throat as his face flushed in embarrassment. "I wasn't even gonna- well that is to say- uh, no matter...glad yer doin' alright now." Gosh he felt like a complete idiot stumbling over his words that way, probably only made him seem that much more a fool. He hadn't exactly expected instant fireworks when this all happened, but he also wasn't prepared for a bomb like this to go off either. Did he look that desperate or something? Because he honestly wasn't, he'd only gotten the thing because he was curious and it wouldn't have hurt to find someone to try to love again. Apparently fate is one twisted son of gun.

"Now hold up a sec there." The cowboy called catching Red's wrist as she made to leave off in a hurry. He wasn't about to just let someone who just passed out go running off like that without anyone to look after them. "It isn't smart to be hurrying off like that after blacking out. Trust me I know what I'm taking about." he said trying not to upset or stress the other more than they already were. Last thing they both needed was a repeat of before. He only that the redhead would understand his intentions. It wasn't just because they were soul mates, it was his duty as a gentleman to see the other off safely especially after she went through the trouble of looking after his little girl. "Lemme at least give you a lift to where you're goin'." Gage offered not really seeming like he'd take 'no thank you' as an answer. He was stubborn after all and old fashion that way.

Just when things seemed like they were potentially going to get tense, Nova unknowingly cut in, "Red's up!" the little girl cheered throwing herself at the redhead's legs in a thankful hug. She knew her papa would fix 'er right up just like he would always do at home when she was sick or had an owie. He was good that way. "Now that you're feeling better will ya wanna go on some rides with me?" she questioned smiling up at Red her big hazel eyes pleading for a yes. "Our treat." the little country girl added just so that the redhead wouldn't have the opportunity to back out because of not having any tickets or anything. "Come on Red it'll be fun! Come on this way." Novalee pressed not really waiting all that long for an answer before stealing her hand from her papa's and lightly tugging then towards the carousel.

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۩۞۩♂ღ SKYLER OWENS ღ♂۩۞۩
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〒 ￠ ￡ ♂ The Skip Bond Fugitive!

A black and silver alarm clock, with flashing red numbers that read 4:14am on the screen sat noiselessly on a cherry wood end table that sat beside a large Queen sized hotel bed. The room was a quiet and neutral coloured space with a small dresser and desk, a room divider that separated the bedroom from the sitting area. Sitting on the bed, a man dressed in a loose black tank and a pair of boxer shorts with sandy blonde hair and bright green eyes stared at his hands. That night he had, had that dream again, the dream that had plagued him for the last year or so. He only had the dream when he was highly stressed, or scared. It had roused him from his slumber and left him in need of an ice cold shower to help him calm himself down. Skyler wasn’t even in his own apartment, let alone bed and he was having R rated dreams in another city the night before a very big job interview. There had been a bad thunderstorm that night and he had fallen asleep wishing a certain someone was there to make him forget about the thunder outside. Well his dream had done that, and it had also done much worse. It made him miss him again. Looking over to the alarm clock beside the bed it had only moved a little bit since the last time he looked and he decided that he would not be going to sleep anytime soon. Standing up he walked towards the bathroom and started the shower, making sure the cold water tap was on before he stepped into the spray. Skyler gasped when it touched his heated flesh and shocked him awake. After a little while he was able to relax slowly under the water, and felt the tension ease, before he rested his forehead against the shower stall wall.

His showers managed to last a good fifteen to twenty minutes when he didn’t run into complications today there was complications and the cold water was not helping him a whole lot. So this shower took an hour because he had to make himself release all of his built up tension and that required him turning on the hot water and making the water warm before he actually started. However, when he was finished he got out and dried himself off. He would never admit that to anyone. It was embarrassing that he had not been with anyone since the break up and it was pathetic that he still craved that man. He was arrogant, rude, childish and stubborn. Everything that really annoyed Skyler and he was going to stop thinking about that jerk face now before he got excited again. Drying his hair he walked back into the room and retrieved his interview outfit from his duffle. When he pulled out his dress shirt a folded document fell out of his duffle. Frowning he picked it up and put it back in the duffle, his lawyer had told him against his decision but he needed to move on and having all of his ex’s things was not helping him do it. Being surrounded by those things made him miss him a lot more than he was okay with admitting so he decided to give it all back to his ex except for some things that he couldn’t part with and a few things he needed to move and finally get away from the man. All he needed to do was sign it once he got a job and an apartment, then he would mail out the documents and his ex would get ninety-five percent of his stuff back. Turning away from the duffle he started pulling on his clean clothes. After he had everything on he headed out into the sitting room.

Moving over to the bar fridge that he asked for when he checked in he grabbed his pre made breakfast from his container and tossed it in the microwave he also asked for. Warming his breakfast he ate breakfast, it was an English muffin with jam and a couple breakfast sausages. Sitting on the couch he turned on the television and watched the news while he ate his breakfast. Once he was done he washed the container in the bathroom sink and put it back in the fridge to put away later before he clicked off the television and left the hotel room making sure it locked before he headed to the exist. He had made sure to ask for a ground floor, because he was afraid of heights and elevators he figured that it would just be better to have a room on the ground floor. Fixing his cuffs he hailed a taxi when he walked out onto the sidewalk. A yellow cap stopped and he quickly climbed into the backseat. It smelt of cigarettes and cheap perfume, “Too, 337 at Broadview and Young please?” he asked politely as he sat back on the seat and tried to adjust to everything. Today was the first day of the rest of his new life, he would finally be able to do something with his life and get over him. He had a few places to check out after the interview and he also had to go and finish signing the adoption papers for Duke. A large king Sheppard that was about fifteen years old and about to be put down because no one was interested in adopting him, that was before Skyler had decided that he wanted him. So today he would hopefully have a new job, a new apartment, a new roomy and he would be able to finally cut all ties. It was a relief to think that soon all his pain would be over.

The cab pulled over as close to the sidewalk as it could get while throwing on his caution lights for other cars to know he was letting someone out and to be careful when passing. “337 at Broadview and Young, that’ll be $18.00,” the man said as he half turned in his seat to retrieve the money from Skyler who was pulling a $20 bill from his wallet, “Thank you and keep the change,” he said as he climbed out of the back of the cab with his large briefcase shaped bag. Stepping up on the sidewalk shutting the door behind him the cab pulled back out onto the road and down the street. Looking up at the large building he shivered to himself. He was so nervous about this and wasn’t sure what to do, he had, had jobs before but this was the first time he was trying to get one at a company like this one. Where he used to work they let him dress comfortably to his style and only come in when he had work to submit at the end of every week. Now he was dressed in a monkey suit and standing with his portfolio case outside of a giant company. Moving forward he entered the building and walked up to the reception desk, “Hello, my name is Skyler Owens. I have an interview with a Maureen Grayson?” he smiled nervously at the woman with chestnut brown hair who looked board before gesturing him towards the stairs, “Fourth door, Second floor,” she said in a dull monotone voice.

Nodding to the woman he headed over to the stairs and climbed up one flight of stairs to the second floor. This floor was alive with a lot more colour and more cheerful expressions. It wasn’t as dull and boring as the first floor. Walking to the fourth door he paused before he knocked and was shocked when his hand phased through the door, he didn’t have time to do anything before he was pulled into the room. The door was not a door at all but a collage of thick strings that were so close together that to the naked eye, or someone who wasn’t looking directly at it or distracted it looked like a real door. Shocked when he had been pulled through the strings, let alone the fact that he had fallen for it in the first place, a man who looked no older than 20 smiled brightly at him, “Hello, you must be Mr. Owens, my name is Maureen Grayson. Please have a seat,” he said gesturing to his large chair. Skyler did as he was asked and took a seat in the boss’s chair. Maureen smiled at him and sat on the edge of his desk, “Is this your portfolio?” he asked and waited for Skyler to nod before he opened it and started looking through the portfolio. The interview had begun.

A few hours later Skyler left the man’s office with him following slightly behind. “So It was a pleasure meeting with you, and I hope to see you tomorrow at 7am sharp,” Maureen said with a smile and Skyler looked at him with sparkling eyes, “Does that mean?” he asked holding his breath. “You got the job Mr. Owens. However, you must be here every day at least fifteen minutes early for the next two months. If you call in sick or can’t make it in then you will be fired,” he warned his playful smile vanishing from his young face replaced with a very scary expression that made Skyler pale, “It won’t be a problem at all,” he said as he shook Maureen’s hand and the man shook his head, “One last thing Mr. Owens, we don’t wear suits on the second floor so where whatever you want, or would wear for sketching or painting.” Skyler smiled even more, “I will and thank you for this wonderful opportunity, I will see you tomorrow bright and early Mr. Grayson.” After he left the building he went out to lunch to celebrate before he called another cab and told them to take him to the address where the first apartment he was to be viewing would be. So far his day was starting out really well and he was extremely happy about it.

Skyler had arrived at the third apartment that day and was slightly starting to feel like he would never find the one he needed. This one was in a good part of town, not too far from work but he had been let down so far and he didn’t know if this one would be the one or not. It was a two bedroom town house and it was pet friendly that was the good thing but as for everything else he wasn’t sure if he needed a town house with two bedrooms a back yard and everything. It was the only other one that he could look at though. The first two were not what he had wanted. When the car stopped this time he climbed out with the real estate agent and walked with her up to the front door. It was a beautiful, quiet neighbourhood and it was a nice looking place. His last one was beautiful, the one he shared with his ex, but he couldn’t keep living there, couldn’t keep thinking about him. It was all becoming too much. Noticing that the agent had entered the house he followed her. The floor was made of cherry wood and the walls were a pale crème colour with back cabinets and furniture already set up. It was a nice house and Skyler liked the size of it. He walked through every room in the house and by the end of it he was signing the lease agreement and standing alone in the room admiring his new apartment. Keys in hand, he left the house after calling a small local moving company to bring his things over before he went over to the local animal shelter.

The shelter was packed, it looked like they hadn’t done a lot since the last time he was there and it made Skyler slightly sad. All these animals had nowhere to go, they had been taken in by people when they were puppies and when they became too much the people would take them to the shelter or they would just abandon them on the side of the road. Shelters would get too full and so they would have to put the older animals to sleep to make room for the newer animals. Skyler had saved one dog from being put to sleep, but he couldn’t save them all. When he entered the shelter the man behind the desk smiled and pulled out the final adoption papers for him to sign. Smiling to the person he signed the last paper in the thick document and paid the man the money that was agreed on in the files. Once he was finished the man disappeared into the back room only to return a few moments later with the king Sheppard that Skyler just purchased, “Hello, Duke, it’s nice to see you, want to come home with me now?” he asked and got answered by the dog licking his cheek. Patting its head he stood up and took the leash. Saying thank you before he walked out of the building and hailing another cab. Getting in he returned to his new apartment. The movers were already there with his things waiting for him to unlock the door so they could start moving things in.

Unlocking the house and taking Duke out back into the back yard he returned to direct the movers where to move things. It only took about a half an hour he didn’t have a lot and most of his box’s that he labelled Milo he had delivered to his Lawyer to deliver to his ex. With a letter also addressed to his lawyer and one addressed to Milo. When the movers were done and gone he let Duke inside and checked his phone, it had died earlier and so he ran upstairs to the master bedroom to plug it in the master bedroom was beautiful too and he was glad he got a place that was fully furnished and affordable. Plugging in his phone he went downstairs to unpack and make something for dinner. He had realised that he had no food here for either himself or Duke so he looked at the dog and asked if he wanted to go out and get some. After he was finished getting food, cooking it, eating it and feeding Duke he went upstairs and checked his now fully charged phone he had 29 missed calls from his Lawyer. Worried about the shipment he called his lawyer back immediately only to be greeted with a very angry lawyer. “Damn it Skyler, how can I help you when you go and skip out on your court date, I thought you knew it was today, damn it I don’t know if I can help you now Sky but I will try just sit tight. I will call you back when I know something. I suggested you better get ready to return immediately though!” he huffed over the phone. Leaving Skyler pale as a sheet, he had thought the court date was next week.

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〒 ￠ ￡ ♂ Location: Hotel > Job Interview > Lunch > Apartments > Animal Shelter > Apartment!
Who am I with: Himself > Cab Driver > Receptionist > Maureen > Cab Driver > Real Estate Agent > Shelter Receptionist > Duke > Movers > Himself and Duke > Lawyer {over phone}!
Mood: Sadness > Nervous > Hopeful > Happy > Worried!
Outfit: Casual Everyday!, Interview!

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Indigo = Secretary
Orange = Mr. Grayson
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Kittys☽ Myung-Dae Moon ☾

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외치다 아프 심장
사랑을 구걸


❀He didn't have anything to say to Aiden's abrupt absconding. Honestly the Korean seemed almost angry as he placed the joint between his lips after all the doors were secured and he'd put on his belt. Taking a deep drag of the strange smoke he leaned his head back on the headrest turning up his sound system until the entire car vibrated from the bass. The tension in his shoulders was obvious as he fought to keep from yelling out in anger. He was better than that. "I don't know what he expects of me... I only lost my virginity a few days ago. I'm not ready for 'the one'... Honestly, I thought I would be... Anyways. Apparently Josh's boss is in so he needs me to do the thing I always do for him."

What he did for Josh was 'running'. He took object C to point A from point B to end up in the hands of client Z. It was a ridiculous amount of confusion so he rarely asked what was going where unless it was of obvious concern. Like the CD a few weeks ago. The CD had turned out to be a soundtrack the other borrowed to remix. The rest of the trip to the Den was punctuated with disgruntle Korean sounds and a rather rude gesture to someone that cut him off. Normally Myung-Dae was calm and collected, but something in the way that the other on the phone had spoken set him off. It made him edgy and he didn't know why that was happening. As he pulled up to the front of the Den he reached over to the jockey box pulling out a slim silver case with a black tab slide on the front. He'd never opened it nor did he want to. Josh had simply told him it was important and to keep it safe.

"I know it's asking you to be late for your shift... But can you come with me? I don't like going down to the basement alone." He gave Tristan an awkward grin as he got out of the car handing the keys to the valet. The doorman as always gave the slender Korean a few issues. Claiming he wasn't on the list until Myung-Dae popped open the back of his cell phone showing him the inside of the back. The recognition and shock that crossed his face as he stepped aside gesturing for Dae to enter was almost concerning. The Korean looked back at the other as he closed up his phone again. He smiled nervously and stepped into the club trying to keep his brain steady with the sudden disorientation of changing scenes so quickly. From a bass filled car to a thrumming club. "I hope you're ready for this... I'm not..."

It ran through his blood like fire. Face numb from the punch it had just taken as he reeled back for a moment before lunging back at the attacker that had thrown him off balance. Fist vibrating as it impacted his opponents rib cage. The sound of choked breath brought him satisfaction. The violence in this moment was enough to send his brain rolling through the waves of endorphins. It wasn't just the high at this point. It was true and utter pleasure in the pain he was inflicting on the other male in front of him. One arm wrapped around the other in a headlock to keep him from running away as Aoi took each and every hit like a champion as he concentrated his blows on a single place on the other knocking the wind out of him again and again until he felt the bone bend to the hit. He'd cracked it. Cracked it and every fiber of his being screamed as he wrenched himself hard despite the burning in his muscles and bones. Throwing the other off balance and following him down hard.

His fists bloody as his once white shirt was blood splattered. He watched almost far from his own body as that face in front of him transformed from something cut to something bloody and almost misshapen. He was pulled off of the body below him that gagged and choked for air as one of his personal guards dragged him away from killing the opponent in a drug fueled haze. Aoi beat his chest with his bloody fists screaming his victory as he ripped his shirt wide. It was ruined anyways. The tension in the room was almost animalistic. Howls of pleasure and satisfaction abound as Aoi wrenched a knife from his guard to stalk back to the other man. That blade burying itself in once flawless flesh. Wrenched through tissue and bone as he placed a foot against the mans chest and ripped up that skull entirely. Hanging the head by the hair as the basement door opened. One blue and one white eye gazed at the newcomers as he grinned through bloody bangs. Lifting the dripping head high he let it pour it's last over his face. Shaking his head as he even swallowed a mouthful or two.

"Welcome to the Den of the Devil men... Better make yourselves at home. We're not leaving any time soon... Maverick. Flesh of my flesh. Blood of my blood. Sacrifices made and sacrifices taken. Flesh of the weak and flesh of the strong..." Smoothing blood down his chest as he licked it off his hand periodically he tilted his head back letting his tongue trail that distorted once living flesh. The man that kneeled before him took hold of his hips licking blood from his belly like an obedient dog. Aoi's free hand wrapped in that long black hair forcing him down lower. "Submit to me..."

The look on the Korean's face as he groaned in appreciation of the others submission... It was enough to lend to his high. It was perfect. Especially punctuated with that little kittens retching. "Josh... Your little cat is here... He brought a toy. I want your staff list. I'm taking some for myself. Replacing them- Uhnn... With my own boys. Beef security since I'm using this shithole as a doghouse. ...Bite it..."


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[Mood: Upset > Terrified]
[Location: Den]
[Out.Of.Catnip: I tried to keep it as docile as I could... Honestly it'd be a bloody -censored- if I could post as it was really meant. He's a sick puppy. Anyways. Got our boys moved. ]



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손상된 영혼

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you are EVERYTHING I WANT cause you are EVERYTHING I'M NOT.

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Tristan looked towards Myung-Dae as he felt a cold shiver run down his back before a grinned pulled to his lips. Funny, they had been friends for a little bit of time and yet this was the first time that Dae was going to go down there. At least, the first time Tristan had ever seen him attempt to go down there. Sure, he poke and teased Dae about going down there for a bit of fun with his own toys but he knew the kid well enough to understand that he wasn't too thrilled to going. "Dae, I'm no one is ever ready for the one. Just be lucky you meeting him at a cafe and not at a place like the Den. Or worst the basement of the den. I'm pretty sure if your timer had went off down there then you'd be in for a hell of a lot more trouble." Tristan tried to help his friend, he wasn't great at small talk nor cheering people up but at least he wasn't just outright telling Dae to grow a pair.

Tristan kept his mind from drifting to his thoughts as he did his best to keep from thinking about the things that could happen in the basement. All of which he was more than ready for at least, the normal s**t he witness and put up with. His eyes followed Dae's movements as he grabbed a box before the question of going with the other down to the basement came up. "I guess, I can. Since I'm not on the clock I won't put you on a leash. Just no running off okay, I'm pretty sure I can't go that far down there with out my staff id." He said, a bit worried about the business Dae was getting into. He'd never actually hung out with Josh so he wasn't too sure what the male's job was at the club. He was sure it didn't have anything to do with what Tristan did cause he normally he only saw the guy when the man asked for VIP treatment of a guest or something. However, Tristan kept his mouth shut as he followed after Myung-Dae. For a kid, the guy sure knew how to work the door as Tristan watched the reaction of the door guard before they were allowed inside. It was rather normal, the nerves that Tristan held started to fall away as the drugs made it into his system. He popped a pill to slow down time just a bit, it wasn't anything fancy and he was still in the testing mode for his own drug.

Combining what he liked from other drugs he could get his hands on, the come down was harsh but with the moarch that Dae had given him then he was sure he could come down off his own testing drug with ease around sunrise tomorrow. Tristan's attention was back on Myung-Dae as the other spoke something about not being ready as Trist simply nodded in reply before going to grip the younger male's shoulders in an attempt to give him a bit of confidence before they started going down. Of course, if Tristan would have been better prepared for what he would have seen then it was possible that the comment that would leave his lips would have different but instead the dark headed male was at a lost as the first thing that came to mind escaped his lips. "F--uck me." Tristan was at a lost at what to say, taking in the fact that he was pretty sure he just got called a toy of some sorts before looking towards Dae. In way, he was a bit taken back by the other male's use of what Trist could only assume was his own pets. The long dark headed male that was currently providing a happy ending to the male that was covered in blood as Tristan bit his lower lip at the idea of what the blood covered had done. Surely, his victim was no longer living.

A shame really, for much more fun could have been had with just the fear of thinking they were going to be killed instead of actually going through with it. Trist got lost in his thought as he was brought back went he bit too hard on his lower lip, licking away the blood before he looked towards Dae with a grin. "Seems we'll be here a while, hope you brought enough to numb your brain to this scene eh, kitten?" The other said, using Aoi's nickname for Dae as he nudged the younger male in the side before his pupils started to dilate with excitement. This was sure to be fun. With all the s**t that Trist had put up with and thanks to a little payoff, Trist's timer didn't make a sound instead the damn thing vibrated against his skin. He hated the noise and had some techie fix it for him a while back, of course when you're under as much of an influence as he was under there's no doubt that feeling the thing vibrate would never actually happen. The only thing he couldn't get turned off was the damn light that blinked with it. Tristan's excitement only grew as he looked towards the men in the room before going to pull his hair back into a high pony tail as he smirked. "So, anyone want a drink? I'm sure Mav there might need a sip of something to get the iron taste out of his mouth, no?"

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Nightmares Of Lament

[Akabane_Kuroude]

Crowley continued unfazed by the immature insults of a boy who probably wet himself if put into an underground ring; if anything he minded him of the kids back a the orphanage and as he thought about. He had been to do a long overdue visit to see how the Sister and children were doing while he was away. God, I'm really slacking this month. He sighed pulling at the red bandana dropped over his head.

"Winning punch? I'm not a video game character; real fighters don't need special moves just technique. In most cases a well polished set of techniques can easy cast a shadow over pure strength. Simple methods can be found in Asian fighting styles with stances and steps play a huge part in fighting. From how yoy clench for first to the way you extend your first. Everything is prepared to bring out the best of your strength." When it came to topics Crowley himself enjoy; it became surprisingly easy to get him to open up as he smoke with a rather humble smile that seemed misplaced on his face.

"Why do you want to become stronger? To fight or to protect someone?" Crowley's fist easy wrapped around Koda's weak punch. "Yep. You suck. a**. Oh, your fine its on my wsy out." Crowley let go and stepped back. "Try this. Clench your fist at your side. Palm up. The as you start to thrust out ward turn until your fist is stretched outward and your palm os facing bottom. The spin adds more strength to your hit." Crowley explained while demonstrating each step. It was obvious he had more training his fist swiftly moved forward leaving a chill in the area before returning to their original objective of leaving the bad side of town.

Once, the demonstration ended a string of random conversations began. "Timers, I've heard of them. They're popular among the young fighters but, us older not so much. Fighters live a dangerous life and having families carries it own risks as well. Crowley understood it better then most knowing that as he fought to make money for his daughter; he was constantly putting his life at risk. Some would kill just to win a game and others woukd end his career if they could. Fighting underground was like playing Russian roulette with his very life.

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