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 Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2014 8:26 am
Sometimes Nuclear hated everyone and everything around her, including Fuse. She was surrounded by so much male energy that it choked her. That's why she was out and about today, trying to be a girl. Of course, she didn't know how to do that, being trained the way she was, well, being a normal female didn't happen. She wasn't interested in clothes or anything of the sort. She was interested in pretty throwing knives she could sharpen in her spare time, maybe new sunglasses. Still, Nuclear needed to blow off some steam and she didn't want to do that with Fuse. They were too matched, to familiar with one another that it was hardly a challenge anymore. She skulked around buildings, looking at the pretty clothes some of the shops offered and just sneered. Too frilly and sparkly. Not good for moving in. Some would argue her pencil skirt wasn't good for moving in, but she did it just fine.
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Posted: Sun Sep 14, 2014 10:19 am
Tanaka would have disagreed, he was rather fond of girls in those pretty frilly dresses. Of course, he liked a pretty girl dressed in anything that accented her figure...or in nothing at all, he liked that too.
Or a tight form fitting, booty hugging skirt...
What, you thought he wouldn't notice? Hah. Even if he looked disinterested and as if he hated everyone (well, okay, he did hate everyone), the tail chasing, vodka drinking, constantly smoking assassin always noticed. A pretty girl always caught his attention.
At that moment he had paused, watching from the corner of his eye. Did he watch because he found her attractive, or was it because an assassin knew to remain always alert and suspicious of everyone? Well, only he knew the answer to that question. Perhaps it was a combination of both.
In that pause, he had covered his movements by flicking away the spent butt of his cigarette, snuffing out the embers with the toe of rather expensive shoe.
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Posted: Sat Sep 20, 2014 6:05 am
Nuke's window shopping was interrupted when she felt eyes on her. At least mentally wise. Her tail flicked as she looked at the corner of her eyes at the Audio who was watching her. Seemed like a different kind, really. She hadn't seen any with wings. Putting her hands on her hips, Nuke turned around to regard the other. This one had the same feel about him that Fuse did, and that shitty Travis pervert. She couldn't get away, could she? Still, she dropped her hands and moved on to the next window, a sun dress catching her attention. "I can feel you watching," she said at length, tone lazy as he snubbed out his cigarette. That smelled good. "If you're going to stare, at least either buy me dinner or give me a cigarette."
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2014 9:23 pm
His eyes narrowed, the only indication that he had heard her or even cared that she had spoken. Snort, as if he cared that she had seen him, it mattered very little, she was no threat to him.
"Don't flatter yourself."
Reaching into his pocket, Tanaka took another cigarette from his case which he placed in his mouth and lit with his silver lighter. A pause before he took a long inhale. Why yes, yes he was purposefully being an a*****e.
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Posted: Mon Nov 03, 2014 6:41 am
When Tanaka lit the cigarette, Nuke worked her jaw before reaching out and snatching it from his lips with quick reflexes. She put it to her own and took a drag, breathing deep at the flavor. It had been a while since she smoked last. The female had quit, but lately things have been heating up and stressing her out, and well, cigarettes helped. Or so she told herself. Green eyes looked Tanaka over from head to toe behind yellow glasses. "Don't be an a*****e, love. We could have some fun together." A fight or fun in the bedroom, well.. that was up to him.
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