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 Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2012 5:05 am
Living at Deus Ex brought with it the never ending list of perils and suffering that plagued them all. But it also brought with it a sense of accomplishment, as one can only get from protecting the human race from the evils of the world. Though this really didn't have anything to do with doing ones laundry, except in this case the moon trainee known as Jason was wishing he didn't have to do his. He was a clean person, but even so he always forget to do his laundry. The only time he did remember was when he stumbled back into his dorm and found he had no clean clothes to wear. and his coat was a mess. Just like today. Carrying the large basket of clothes to the laundry room, He had set the basket on top of the washing machine and thrown the entire contents into one, not to mention the shirt he was wearing and his hunters coat. Best to get everything done in one go so he wouldn't have to come back for another few weeks. As he leaned back on the washing machine to wait for the cycle to be done, he found himself idly looking about the room at the other machines, some with forgotten hunter coats and other items strewn about. He also noticed a mirror hidden away in the corner of the room, his face staring back at him with a hint of surprise at what he saw. The moon trainee took a few steps forward to have a better look. It had been some time since he had properly looked at himself in a mirror. and he was quite shocked to see how fit he had become. His slim body had become firm and muscular, pectoral muscles and abs clearly defined along his stomach line.
'Not so much working out than trying not to die, but I suppose all that work has had some side effects' Jason shrugged to himself. Muscles had never been a high priority for the moon trainee. He had left that to the jocks, and kept to himself to study more during school (and to hide away from all things dark and shadowy, Not to mention the jocks themselves)
'....'
And now Jason felt like gaging. "Theres no way in hell I'm going to pose topples for you Zanth, I was just looking at myself in the mirror, nothing more." Not to mention he had just been insulted, and he didn't need to give the fallen angel anything else to make lewd comments on.
'no'
'no'
After a few more minutes of begging, Jason relented to his weapons demands. There was no one around and, if it was going to shut him up, then he may as well just deal with it.
With Zanth in his head urging him on, he began adjusting his body in front of the mirror, Sometimes with his hands in his pockets and showing off his abs, other times moving his hands along his stomach and all the while feeling very, very stupid.
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2012 5:50 am
It was laundry day. That meant for Solia, she would have to get all her clothes from the last week, sort them in her basket, and just not bother getting dressed. PJs still on, she’d at least brush her hair and put on socks and shoes but really, she was going to do laundry. Like she cared who saw her. She’d lived in dorms most of her life. People just did that sort of thing. No one really cared or bothered. Well, a few did, but really, Solia wasn’t one of them. She was the girl who just grabbed her things, went, waited, sorted, folded, and that was that. Set, start, done.
What she’d been expecting in the laundry room was maybe a hunter or two. Maybe someone doing the mass laundry of things that were not personal, (actually she wondered about that), but the last thing she expected? One thing she could have never had expected in a million years? A shirtless Jason posing in front of a mirror. Touching himself. Admiring himself. Looking attractive and really kind of hot and why did guys have to be so attractive on the island her life was an anime.
She’d arrived when it started, and hadn’t said anything. Hadn’t moved from her spot. She was frozen, just staring. It didn’t help that at the angle she was at she could see not just abs but his butt too. He also had a nice butt.
Israfel was wondering why she felt embarrassed at being attracted to him. After all, he held very good qualities to a human didn’t he? And what was so wrong about admiring them? She liked him yes? Why not tell him so? Solia just let blood fill her face as she just… slowly.. made her way to one of the machines. A tiny clatter as she set her basket down- “um.. Hi Jason.”
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2012 6:06 am
Jason was starting to wonder if he had pissed of lady luck somehow. Because he could not fathom the extent of how bad his luck was lately. Or maybe he was just a idiot for dancing around in a laundry room and not expecting someone to walk in. Especially Solia.
Instead of requesting sexual relations with a younger and probably very innocent young lady, Jason just looked the fool and with a very red face, greeted the death trainee. "Hi...."
He also made a attempt to explain his weird movements. "I was...exercising ...special sun exercise." Please god let no sun hunter heard of this.
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2012 6:18 am
Where as Jason thought he might have pissed off lady luck, Solia was wondering if some anime god had blessed her. Blessed her to live the shojo life. She was the heroine. Was this an otome maybe? God she wasn’t sure anymore but holy s**t hottie hottie gurl look at that body. He worked out. Unable to stop really staring she licked her lips trying to find words to come out of what most people called a mouth. Solia occasionally called it a shoe.
“If those are sun exercises I need to hang around more suns.” Because occasionally she insert her foot. “I… Hope I wasn’t interrupting. I mean you don’t… have… to stop you know. I was just gonna. Watcccccsssshhh. Wash.” She motioned to the hamper. “Clothes.” Israfel kept asking why she didn’t just tell him he was attractive. “And things.” Hand motions and red blush aside, she was trying to keep it seemingly normal. Part of her braining having shut off somewhere. “So um. Yeah. Laundry. Gonna do that.” She started to just throw clothes in. Oh god life stop being so sugoi.
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2012 10:48 pm
And now everything had gone from embarrassing to embarrassing and bizarre. Solia was openly staring at him, and he had to fight the urge to cover himself up with his arms.He didn't say anything, not even sure what to say or how to say it. And now she was stumbling over her words and trying to pretend she wasn't looking at him. Nope, sorry Solia but Jason could clearly see through her lies. Was he going to say anything? Hell no, but this made everything that more awkward and weird and awesome- no wait no, no he was not enjoying Solia in her cute little PJ's admiring his body. No he was not, and he was going to not continue and act decent by grabbing one of those spare coats and waiting for his load to finish.
Or, he stood there with a hand on his hip and the other in his hair and asked her instead. "Do you...need help with your washing?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2012 12:35 am
In her defense, he’d been posing and admiring himself first. She’d just joined in. Plus what was a girl supposed to do? NOT STARE? Kind of hard. Hard. Yeah no. Her face not much akin to a cherry, she was trying very hard not to look at him. Very hard. Like abs. Lord help her she had the worst yet best timing. As hand fumbled with throwing clothes in she almost missed his question until Israfel spoke up, a chirp to get her attention, and then a gentle reminder to pay attention. “Oh. Um.” A tiny scoot of her basket, she motioned to the presorted ‘sections’.
“You can if you want? I mean, you don’t have to or anything. It’s just like. Colors and darks. I can do cold water-“ She didn’t have that many clothes but god help her should take care of them. “Just throw them in and add the soap. None of them need softener. Ah-“ She motioned to his own clothes. “So you do you laundry like this… a lot?” Shirtless and admiring yourself in a mirror seemed to be the under lying question. “Not that it’s any of my business. Just… was unexpected to see you is all. Like. This.” At all.
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2012 2:47 am
"It's fine, I don't mind helping at all." Besides, he'd just be standing there anyway. Without a shirt on.
Moving closer to Solia, Jason glanced at the two piles of clothings. "Right, colors and darks..." He grabbed the colors first, leaning over to pick up the clothing and throwing them into the machine. It was a simple task, and it wasn't long before he had started the cycle up.
It was then his attention was brought back to his lack of clothing. "Um...." A nervous cough, and he looked the other way with his face deepening in color. "Yes...with everything that happens, I regularly forget to wash my own clothes...so when I do, I just wash everything at once. It just makes things easier."
"And...most of the time I just stand still. Today was...special."
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2012 3:11 am
She just wrapped up putting her own clothes into a washer. Brown eyes went to the floor. Embarrassed yet not… They had equal reason to be embarrassed. Mutual embarrassment was becoming a thing she noticed. Not a bad one but… “I do mine once a week but I don’t bother.. well. Dressing.” She suddenly wished she had. Still. If today was a special day? She liked it.
“Can’t it’s a bad day at least.” She laughed a bit.
Her day starting out with a guy posing.
Life was an anime, abs and all.
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