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 Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2015 10:50 am
He was in the Deus common room, wearing a pair of sweatpants and an off-the-shoulder shirt imprinted with stars, a book in one hand and a bottle of beer in the other. Chance had sunk down comfortably on the couch, feet up on the coffee table in front of him, and seemed quite at ease. A brand new tattoo was sported on the left side of his face, as well as on his right arm, the skin around it still slightly red.
There were duty shifts to be had and mission reports to achieve, but considering Chance had just come off of a shift, he thought he was allowed some down time to simply relax.
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2015 5:15 pm
Cee was carrying a small pile of magazine, fashion and celeb gossip (all this months!) when she click-clacked into the common room in sky high heels. Her legs were all shimmer in green mermaid leggings and a well worn Deus tshirt was clearly self-modified into a halter top. Most of her height was an illusion of hair and heels. She was compact, tone and curves and ample everything. Cee's brows lifted immediately because there was an unknown gay dude lounging on the couches. Why gay? Cause she judged every book by it's cover and her frame of reference was pretty stereotypical. "Who the ******** you?" Despite the language, she was grinning and playful. This was a casual greeting, apparently.
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2015 5:27 pm
It took Chance a moment to drag himself out of his book, but when he finally managed to do so, his eyes landed upon the petite - and undeniably curvy - woman standing a few feet away with interest. His eyebrows rose, Chance leaning his head against the back of the couch.
"Chance," he said with a smile. "And who the ******** are you?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2015 7:07 pm
"Cee." She toddled over and extended an impeccably manicured hand to shake loosely. "Yer tats are haht." She had her own visible tattoos, a bright red lip print behind her ear, a mustache inside her index finger, vines and flowers over the top of one foot, and if she managed to spin a very Italian trampstamp. "Did you go off island'r go ta Zac?" She plopped into the next available couch spot heavily, bouncing as she settled. The magazines were slapped noisily beside her.
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2015 7:19 pm
"Thanks," said Chance. "I'm pretty fond of them myself," he added with a wink.
The fact that she'd just made herself comfortable beside him was taken with some amusement, not that Chance really minded. He closed the book and turned to look at her, eyes alight with curiosity as he let out a little laugh, shifting a bit to make more room for her.
"The ones on my torso and back are from Zac," he said mildly. "But the ones I just got - this one, on my forehead, and this arm - " he gestured lazily to each one. " - were from someone off island, I didn't want to bother the poor guy again, I'm sure he gets overloaded with requests."
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2015 4:21 pm
"One time.." Cee tucked her ankle under her, the shoe left on the floor. An anklet, silver with small thorns, jangled on her ankle. "I showed up at Zac's like ********... totally blitzed. I like threw myself on hsi bed like taaatttooooo meeeeee. TATTOO MY TIIIITTTTTT." She mimed her sloppy drunk self and groped her own chest fumblingly. "He was like 'LOL nope'." Cee shrugged, "And ya know I ain't gone back ta get that damn tattoo yet."
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2015 4:49 pm
Chance snorted.
"The ******** were you blitzed on?" he said with a laugh. "You probably scared the poor guy to pieces, he seems like he's kinda shy and awkward sometimes."
His eyes flickered briefly to her chest, then up to her face as he smiled.
"You do have very nice tits, though," said Chance conversationally. "What would you get on 'em?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2015 5:10 pm
"All kinna s**t." She pulled off the top magazine which had some headline about Kanye and Kim. "I was on a bender. One of my maaaaaaaaaaaaaany amaaaaaaaazing ******** sprees." "Why thank you kind sir.." She winked and grabbed them again. "It is ******** great ta be me." She drew an outline under her breast and down her ribs. She made a rough triangular shape. "Actually underboob. A like lace lookin thing." Cee, done with the demo, lifted her magazine again. "You gittin more?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2015 5:16 pm
"Stress, or just fun?" Chance asked with an easy smile. "I assume both, since this place apparently can be ridiculously stressful, though I haven't gotten to that point yet, admittedly."
He winked at Cee, because why not admire something when it was right in front of him? And she clearly was comfortable with her own body, which was something Chance appreciated. "Lace is pretty cool," he said with a nod. "You going for like a delicate kinda look, or something badass?"
The magazines were given a quick once over before he answered. "More tattoos?" Chance said. "Yeah, I'd like to. I've already got some on my shoulder and my ribs and back; I think I want to get something on my lower back and maybe my hips next."
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2015 7:50 pm
"Stress? Not fer me. Girl is ******** easy free..." She leaned back and kicked a foot, flipping her hair. She winked back. He still seemed totally gay but she probed anyway. "Hot. Maybe you kin show me sometime." It was said casual, her eyes just darting coyly over her magazine as she turned a page. "I got a hidden gem er two myself."
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2015 8:04 pm
"An excellent way to live," said Chance with a smile, deciding that he already liked Cee. "I'm always a fan of having an easy free life rather than one filled with drama and s**t."
His expression turned slightly amused.
"Sure," said Chance lightly, and grinned. "I never say no to showing off the things I like."
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2015 7:54 am
"Well," Cee smirked and winked. "One'a mine requires special priveledges and not erryone's down fer the task." Her lips curled, she glanced him over approvingly, smiled again and tapped her stack of reading material. "People?" She offered one out.
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2015 1:18 pm
"Seems a shame," said Chance airily, his eyes flickering over Cee's very voluptuous frame, a smile on his face. "I'm sure there are those that are just missing out on something that could potentially be very fun. But, alas," he sighed dramatically. "Not everyone is sadly smart enough to take advantage of a good situation."
His gaze fell on the magazines, and he reached out and took the offered one.
"Where did you get these?" Chance laughed, flipping it open, eyes skimming down the glossy pages. "I didn't think Deus was into s**t like who's banging who in the outside world."
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2015 7:53 pm
Ok. Maybe not gay. ******** all this liberal sexual s**t if she couldn't tell the gays from the rest anymore. At least he was cute. "Deus.." Her head bobbled and fingers motioned in the air at all around them, "is a buncha buildins and ******** up island. Sane, hardworkin, high quality individuals," Cee smirked, "like myself, need ta know why Kim Kardashian's hair is <********> blonde."
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2015 8:11 pm
Chance laughed, flipping through the pages of the magazine with a look of mild interest.
"I see. Well, that's a pretty good reason, except..." He squinted at the magazine curiously.
"Who's Kim Kardashian?"
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