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 Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2015 5:47 pm
Otto shrugged, nudging Chance's leg right back. "I know too many people. That's the problem." There weren't even that many people to avoid. Most just needed to be handled differently than others. "Avoid Sasha." Was his only advice.
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2015 6:06 pm
He gave a little nod, the name ringing a bell as Chance turned his head to look at Otto.
"Sasha's the one that just tried to use you, right?" he said, nodding in the direction of Otto's hand. "To get that?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2015 6:13 pm
Otto nodded. "She never used to be like that. She was actually really sweet once..." But then, the Horsemen's lair.. and some mission or another. She changed. She changed, and the Sasha he'd known had slowly turned into something else.
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2015 6:33 pm
Chance's fingers rubbed idly at his temple.
"How is that, by the way?" he asked, meaning the key. "I haven't asked about it lately. It been causing you any issues or anything?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2015 6:37 pm
Otto shook his head. "No more than usual. It just keeps me from my full strength in a fight.. That's all." That was all... and it was everything. "Don't worry about it."
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2015 6:43 pm
He leaned over and pressed a light kiss to Otto's temple.
"I never worry," said Chance lightly, a little smile on his lips. It faded after a minute, however. "I'm just concerned is all. I know how much it weighs on you."
A pause.
"Plus, if something happens to you, who else will I torment?" Chance deadpanned.
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2015 6:48 pm
Otto rolled his eyes. Even with a sweet kiss to his temple, Chance's words always rang with nonchalance. "You can freely harrass a whole island of people. Dead or alive, I won't get n your way." He shoved the man to the side, taking a swig of his drink and relaxing into the sofa cushions.
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2015 6:59 pm
Chance was grinning, taking another sip of his own soda and leaning back, one leg crossed over the other.
"Yes, but you're the most fun to harass," he said knowingly. "That's what boyfriends are for, right? Harassing lovingly."
He was silent for a moment, and then said, "You're gonna mess with me for being sappy as s**t again, but if anything happens, let me know, okay? I'd rather be there for you when I can, even if all I can do is just stay with you."
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2015 5:02 am
"Don't ask me. I been a boyfriend a good few times and I ain't got it down yet. Harassing sounds about right, though." His boyfriend needed to cut the sass. Chance's concern for his key was taken without much thought. Otto gave a slight nod, coupled with a dismissive shrug of his shoulders. He didn't want to admit anything bad could happen. Honestly, he didn't even know what the key was for. So it was easy to assume it was benign. But still, he knew nothing of it's purpose, or if it was endangering him. Sasha knew, but he'd not dare confront her yet. She'd certainly try and trick him somehow. "I'll let you know. If I can." He murmured back, mumbling behind the can of cola.
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2015 7:37 am
"You seem to be doing just fine with me," said Chance airily. "But then again, I'm not really the average boyfriend or just man in general, so maybe that's why."
He tossed a teasing grin over at Otto, but it settled back into something a little more calm after a second, Chance already noting the retreat of Otto into himself. "Good," he said, even if he knew how Otto was, Chance taking another sip of his drink.
"So..." he said, a minute later, with the kind of voice that was not unlike a kid wheedling for a cookie. "Remember that...manacle I got..?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2015 2:19 pm
Otto's gaze drifted over to Chance, his eyes narrowing. " Yes." Yes, he remembered that manacle. "What about it?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2015 2:33 pm
Chance lifted his soda to his lips, as casual as could be.
"I know I promised never to use it again, but..."
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2015 3:51 pm
Otto slammed his coke can down on the table and shot another glare at Chance. "Dude!" he repremanded with a huff, "Didn't you learn!?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2015 3:56 pm
"Woah, woah," said Chance hastily, setting down his own soda, just in case Otto got any sudden ideas. He held up both hands in front of him in a gesture of submission.
"I haven't done anything yet," he said. "Really. It's still in my drawer. But I mean, I only used it once, I was thinking I might take it out again and just...do a bit of experimenting."
His expression was Totally Innocent.
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2015 4:28 pm
"Experimenting?!" Otto huffed again, almost not believing Chance would consider this. "What, you think you'll just get your body used to hypersensitivity each time you use it?" While it was plausible, it was risky. "Fine. Whatever. But I ain't babysitting you next time. You just go straight to the ********' infirmary." H grumbled, slouching after picking his drink back up. "Ain't got no sympathy from me."
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