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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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 Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 8:35 pm
The first thing that Senator Arai noticed about Gargantuan was that he was a very large man, daunting even to her despite her power in another, more social realm. Her eyes flicked up as he approached, attempting to meet his eyes successfully despite the differences in their height. The second thing she noticed was how awkward and nervous he seemed, his smile thin and his attempts at stuttering out a greeting just that--stuttering.
Still, she wouldn't begrudge him, and offered one of the same smiles she always gave to the man who had chosen to be near her. "It is a rather pleasant evening, yes." It was, admittedly. It wasn't every day that she could let her hair down a tad, so to speak, without worry of it being all over the paper by the next morning. As an accomplice of The Boss, she was protected.
The crash made her wince. Was all of this nonsense really necessary? She looked over her shoulder at the interaction that was going on, before deciding it was not worth worrying about. The crashes were not so repetitive to draw attention to where she might need to hide. That was her only concern.
"I've known him long enough," was her response, vague as always, perhaps purposeful. "He has assisted me in the past, and in turn I assist him with some things he may need. Having friends in high political places is very useful, yes?"
She paused, tilting her head as she watched the rather uncertain man.
"Why do you know The Boss, sir?"
Sir was something awfully polite of her, but perhaps it was engrained.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 8:39 pm
"You forgot blood and profit." Melvin chimed in, his arms crossed on the counter as a makeshift pillow and staring at the mirror across from them. It made it easy to listen and see them without turning his head.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 8:43 pm
Rep was in some sort of zen place where he was in complete control. This was a fight and yet at the same time it wasn't, the ropes he felt like he had the other man on were metaphorical rather than literal. He could have shoved him away, could have lashed out, no homo. But he hadn't, he was close and angry and delightful but he wasn't going anywhere.
"You think so?" he purred, his voice low and rough. "He's never missed it before."
A hand twisted up in the front of his absurdly expensive shirt would normally have earned its owner a world of pain, but right now it was collateral damage in this game he was playing. Permissible. Excusable.
He laughed again that a low derisive chuckle that implied a punchline only he was aware of.
"The tiger's my pet." In a flash of shadow, his own talons were against Nuk's ribs, light, delicate but definitely razor sharp. "I fight my own battles."
He drummed the claws against him, keeping his voice low and nearly inaudible. "But it's no a fight I want with you~"
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 8:44 pm
"Ah, so there is some faint stirring of poetry in your soul, amico mio," Malodore said with a smile, turning its head to include Melvin in the conversation once more. "A fine list: blood, profit, power, glory, duty, honor... and protection, the truest motive of all. Or so we are meant to believe." It ticked off each point on one finger.
"And which do you cherish most?" Its gaze was directed at Jing now.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 8:49 pm
Ying avoided the crowd, trying not to get caught in the sea of people. Though she'd never own up to it, she was rather afraid of crowds. Being so short made it hard to see over people, and she was a little claustrophobic about it. Small spaces had never bothered her, but crowds? No thanks.
So she made her way to the bar, avoiding the mass of people writhing and groveling to Harrison. It was all so disgusting really- she didn't like how people just threw themselves at the Watch's feet. What she would give for a good smack at their boss!
But ... that was neither here nor there. She needed to be on her best behavior for now, winning them over with her cutesy personality. She found herself a stool at the bar and ordered a small drink for herself, nothing to get her drunk, just enough to loosen her up a bit. Ying turned to her left and noted a taller, handsome man, accompanied by a smaller, even handsomer woman. "Come here often?" she said jokingly, light smile on her face.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 8:55 pm
"Poetry lives in those who suffer, it thrives and breeds." Jing continued in a plain voice and straining his neck to include the other person in their topic. "Indeed, men have been motivated by Blood and by profit, greed can run the world." he nodded, another wise notion was offered.
The drink continued its fate, getting more diluted with each passing second between the three of them as the pointed question took him off guard, startled by the abruptness of it all.
But the answer was as clear as glass. "We live in the kingdom that is deep set in the ways of protection, its virtues have been deeply instilled in us, ingrained." he answered without pause.
"We are family after all, correct?" he posed the question back to the two of them, giving them his own stare of intrigue.
A lot mattered upon their answers, at least to him.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 8:57 pm
"Familia above all, naturally... there is no truer virtue," Malodore said, simply. "And when it brings with it the other virtues, then the choice is simple, is it not?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 9:02 pm
Things were degrading fast. Instead of getting the upper hand, Nuk was losing it, fast, spiraling into this terrible situation where he couldn't ignore his latent feelings for a man, his denial being torn from him inch by inch. That purr was... intoxicating, husky in all the right ways, and Nuk's scowl vanished for another half-second, returning full force with an anger that was flickering, wavering as he grappled with himself. The claws, razor sharp yet feather-soft against his flesh, drew his attention down to them for a second, his skin prickling there, and not from fear of pain.
And then Rep said the thing that his denial couldn't stand a chance against.
'But it's not a fight I want with you.'
There was another breath of time where Nuk stood completely still, processing what the other man had just said, confusion replacing all other emotions on his face. Amber eyes flickered between both of Rep's, searching for some hint of a joke, ready for the laugh and the taunt of 'homo' that never came. And after too long a time passed, he did the only thing that he cold do.
Jerking Rep forward, he kissed him hard on the mouth, pressing a little too hard into the claws digging into his ribs, ignoring how the drew blood. He let it draw on way too long, pressing his luck when the most powerful man in the city could have seen him kissing his Trophy Wife, and when he finally pulled back, he was panting, expression twisted a little in disbelief.
Letting go of Rep's shirt as if it had burned him, he backed away a few feet, step after step, until he nearly tripped over a table, causing the drinks to clatter a little angrily.
"Son of a b***h," he murmured breathlessly, bracing himself against the table a bit, "...I'm dead."
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Interesting Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 9:04 pm
"Well I am being forced to be here with people I don't know, so it's family enough." He wanted to go back to his llllaaaabbb. They were also watching their drinks too closely. Damn this night.
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"No s**t. Accident, huh? Must be pretty good accident. I'm a distributor." She said and pointed to Melvin. "..and a handler." Bodyguard was more like it.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 9:06 pm
The drink in Jing's hand was already growing warm from his touch. "make no mistake." me stated pointedly. "the only virtue I am deeply vested in is protection, The other glories of war can go for the war hero's and the decorated fighters." he stated clearly. "the sea is vast and waves can take ships in many directions, be it a warship, or a simple dinghy built for two."
the next question had to be asked, if only out of curiosity. "What about the virtues the two of you are interested in?"
the play had found its way into the next act, much to his own amusement.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 9:13 pm
Matt sort of glanced at the two tigers that lingered around the party room, there was nothing really adorable about them, they were covered in fur and well didn’t pay him money for needs. Instead they just wanted attention either by begging in some sort of fashion or rubbing their fur all over you in which somehow ended up places he didn’t want like his glass.
“Your best scotch on the rocks and whatever for the lady,” Matt replied to the bartender before taking a seat on the stool and scanning the room again. Kasi on the other hand elegantly seated next to crossing her legs in such a fashion that allowed her entire thigh to be seen by everyone in the room. She had ordered some sort of fruity drink in which she now daintily held in her hands sipping on it slowly as she hunted for a target in the room. No girl should have to get her own drinks besides Kasi was much more use to be the center of attention and that was never being stuck all the time next to Matt.
“Here you go sir,” The bartender replied placing his drink next to his elbow, he swirled it around looking for any sign of fur floating in it. Finding none he drank it down greedily before placing it back down.
Meanwhile a new visitor had appeared she was rather short but cute, not Kasi beautiful but cute, “I do, when I am needed in bringing some more delicate beauties in. It is a pleasure to meet you miss,” He replied giving her a light smile to match hers as he held out his hand as if to daintily shake it, “forgive me if I don’t recognize in seeing you here before my name is Dr. Duffy, or Dr. Matt, or if so just the Dr.”
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 9:14 pm
Why, she was talking to him like he was an equal! G swallowed his beer a little more thickly than normal, but his chest did puff out with a bit of pride, doffing his hat at her with respect. "I understand, ma'am." He hadn't meant to pry, not really, and he certainly wasn't going to screw it up by pestering her with even more questions.
"He, uh. Got me out of a real tough spot, ma'am. Had a real rough life, growin' up. Probably wouldn't have lived long if he hadn't come along and helped me out 'n all. He's a real good man."
That, Gargantuan could say with his whole heart.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 9:16 pm
Pushing and goading, baiting and tormenting paid off. The times when it did made all the failures worthwhile. The moment he savoured the most was the instant when he could see the man crumble, give up his resistance, anger twisting up into something much more primal even than that raw emotion. There was no joke other than the satisfaction he'd played his cards right, had the dice roll his way and won.
He seized the kiss as if it had been what all that energy had been for, it was as feral as was to be expected of someone like him and he wasn't afraid, even under the eyes of the most powerful man in the kingdom, even in full view of anyone.
After all, he was the innocent party in all this wasn't he? Who would they believe?
He'd have hauled him even closer, said to hell with it and dragged him to the bathroom, he was a good kisser, he wanted to see what else he could do, but he pulled away in panic, staggering back, and Rep let him for the time being, smirking and lazily licking his lips, eyes half lidded.
"Come see me after the meeting~" he hissed as if it was an admonishment. "A dead man's got nothing to fear, right?."
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 9:19 pm
Malodore glanced back at the 'show', then shrugged and turned around again - apparently such entertainments weren't very interesting to it. "Amusement can buy loyalty," it said, simply. "As can the provision of certain... opportunities. I am satisfied."
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 9:23 pm
On third observation, if there was one word that Serafina might use to call the big lug's mannerisms, it was, well...
Adorable.
The doff of the hat was appreciated, and the way he nearly outright beamed at her calling him sir was enough to warm her heart in places she wasn't certain it was capable. Here was a sincere man who just wanted to be respected. She could understand that, the want for respect, and to be treated as an equal, and she was certainly willing to deliver to someone who was part of their family.
To what the man said, Serafina listened with her eyes and both ears, attention intently on him as he explained the story. From the sounds of it, it made sense. He seemed like someone who did not come from what she would consider a very ... cultured background, really. He seemed more trained in the brawns than his brains, perhaps, but the politeness and manners were all in tact as they should be for anyone who planned to get by in society.
Alternatively, the rough cutthroat was the other way to go, but... that was not for all of them.
"The Boss is a very generous man if you are willing to be generous back. I'm glad he got you out of there." She reached over to pat him on the shoulder. "We could use a man like you."
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