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PostPosted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 4:40 pm


Tag Swagger was being a bit naughty. Well, as naughty as a settled down and faithful-to-a-girlfriend version of Tag Swagger that he could be. He was only an hour to air and he had hardly begun getting ready, instead taking the time to enjoy a nice cigarette and glass of scotch in his dressing room. There were rules against that, but it was all legit as he tampered with the smoke detector. For extra security when he returned home, he had even taken off all his clothes - save for his briefs - so that he wouldn't come home with that cigarette smell to Gently.

The old Tag Swagger wouldn't give a s**t about any of this, but he was a bit whipped under the confines of being a quote unquote good boyfriend. It wasn't just Gently, part of him wanted to prove to himself that he could do it. That he could be this faithful and dream boyfriend that he simultaneously scoffed at and was envious of to this day. Once all that was left in his glass was a single little drop, he poured himself a refill and looked at the rack of suits available for him to wear. Lately, all of his suits started to feel old and obsolete, too frequently worn. It was time to put himself in something new, he thought.

A knock at his dressing room door interrupted this and he swiftly doused the cigarette into his drink and tossed the contents into the trash, then sprayed a bottle of Febreeze around the area.

"Come in," he said, once the room was (more or less) void of suspicion.
PostPosted: Fri Jul 20, 2012 1:59 pm


Hannah wasn't particularly happy about her job as doing television makeup, particularly because there was absolutely no glitz or glamor associated with it at all. She would prefer to do nothing but work in her little upscale makeup studio in the upperclass area of Destiny City... But unfortunately, that didn't get her name out there. If she wanted to Hollywood's latest and greatest make-up artist, she would have to start from the very bottom.

And that was why she was standing outside of Tag Swagger's dressing room, knocking at his door.

When she got the go-ahead to enter the room, she opened the door and carefully stepped in, her dangerously high heels clanking on the hardwood floor. Her nose wrinkled at the not-so-subtle smell of lingering cigarette smoke mixed with Febreeze. She narrowed her eyes at him for a moment, all too aware that he must have been smoking in his room, which was very much not allowed.

"An hour to air, Mr. Swagger."

God, did she ever feel ridiculous saying that. Mr. Swagger, seriously? Whatever. She plastered her typical fake, proper smile upon her face and moved to the other side of her desk, her make-up tools in her belted pouch at her waist.

Her jaw dropped when her eyes lowered to see that Tag Swagger was not wearing anything but his briefs.

Oh.

Well then.

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PostPosted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 5:09 pm


Tag couldn't help but grin when Hannah opened the door. He had been doing his best to restrain himself from hitting on her - he thought that his girlfriend might appreciate him not stepping out on her, but lately he was starting to care less and less about what his girlfriend thought. He was feeling too limited, imprisoned by the conventions of being in a relationship. And that simply wasn't fun.

"Come in, and shut the door," he said. He may be hardly dressed at all, and may be one of the most self-absorbed men in the city, but he had enough modesty to not show off his goods to just anyone. Some people could get jealous or become so entranced by his looks that they'd be stalkers and threaten to kill his non-existant puppy or something. "And please, call me Tag."

"So I obviously haven't gotten dressed yet," he said, gesturing to his body as if asking for her to check him out. He even gave a little bit of turn for a side view of his a**. "Does this work for you?"
PostPosted: Mon Sep 10, 2012 2:20 pm


"Mr. Swagger- er- Tag... This is highly inappropriate. As much as I enjoy the view, it would be in both of our best interests if you would get dressed."

She swallowed hard. Hannah had an answer to almost every single social situation possibly imaginable. But this? Mother definitely had never taught her about this. How on Earth do you react to a man in nothing but his briefs in a professional setting?

Her chin tilted upwards and her mouth set into a straight line, her grey eyes focused on his and never dropping.

She turned her back to him for a moment, enough time for her to carefully lay out her tools of the trade in a very, very particular order. Her fingertips grazed over each and every brush as she counted in her head, then did it a second time. Concentrate on what you're doing, not on the nearly naked man behind you.

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PostPosted: Sun Sep 16, 2012 4:41 pm


Tag smiled as the girl rejected him. Sure, it was a rejection, but Tag had only barely meant for what he said to be a move on her. In his mind, though, that she had taken it as advance meant that she might be interested. Or you know, she took it as a nearly-naked man seemingly hitting on her, but he wasn't that grounded in reality in the first place. He lived firmly in his own ego.

"I meant does it work for you to make me up that I'm not dressed," Tag clarified with a grin. He reached over - maybe just a tad longer than he needed to be reached over for, why shouldn't she enjoy a view? - pick up a shirt off the floor. "I'll get dressed if you would prefer that...?"
PostPosted: Wed Sep 19, 2012 5:26 pm


A perfectly-shaped eyebrow raised only slightly as his grin before she smirked and turned to face him with a smile. "Whatever you like. Your clothing.... Situation, doesn't affect my ability to do my job."

Hannah's gaze lingered when he reached for his shirt on the floor for a few seconds longer than she had intended. Two could play at this game, she resolved.

"Sit," she said, she smile never once faltering. When he sat down, she picked up the first of her tools of the trade and leaned forward, giving him a view of his own. Wearing a blouse with the top few buttons not done up with a well-fitted blazer, it was incredibly easy to catch a glimpse of her cleavage while she worked.

"I'm incredibly good at what I do, Tag," she said as she got him ready for his show. "Your being undressed couldn't change that in a million years."

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PostPosted: Fri Sep 21, 2012 3:26 pm


"I bet you are excellent," Tag said in half-trance as he stared down her cleavage like it was some kind of hypnotist's watch. He quickly snapped back to reality - that is, his eyes redirecting to her face - although he probably wasn't very subtle in his checking her out. Then again, she wasn't very subtle in her flaunting.

Enough - it was time to make a real move! They were both flirting with each other, right? Or was it just him? Had he become so used to having a girlfriend that he couldn't catch a signal? Maybe he could make a subtle move.

"Goddamn you're sexy. I want you."

Very subtle, Tag. Very subtle.
PostPosted: Fri Sep 21, 2012 9:52 pm


A smug smile played upon her lips as she went through her makeup routine, fully aware of the fact that he was staring at her. None of this was very typical of Hannah... But when it came to one of the men in Destiny City that was always in the public's eye? She wasn't afraid to do what it took to get to the top of the social ladder.

Of course, she was completely oblivious to the fact that he had a girlfriend and Hannah was not a homewrecker. That was something that skanks and trashy people would do and she was neither of those things.

"I'm flattered," she murmured while she worked. "Subtlety is not your strong suit, Mr. Swagger," she laughed. "Neither is tact, apparently."

She stepped back to admire her work, her legs crossing at the ankles and eyes squinting to peer at him and make sure it was perfect.

"As tempting as that is, I just did an awfully good job on your face and I would hate to ruin perfection."

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PostPosted: Wed Oct 10, 2012 11:03 am


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"So you are tempted then," Tag beamed. "Wouldn't it be wrong to deny yourself of something you want? But true, it would be wrong to ruin perfection - and on the job." Right. He was working.

"When we're done for the night, why don't you let me take you out to dinner?" he proposed. Crap, no, he can't afford to be spotted on a date with a girl who isn't his girlfriend. He's was once used to juggling multiple women, but never while in an exclusive relationship. "Or better yet, let me make you dinner at my place?"
PostPosted: Wed Oct 31, 2012 12:04 pm


The Great Tag Swagger was asking her to dinner? That was a proposition that Hannah simply could not turn down. Hannah much preferred to be taken out; being in the public eye with a man of his stature in Destiny City would have been good for her... But that could wait, for now.

She mused over the idea for a moment. "Alright. Dinner at your place," she said as she neatly put her tools back into her makeup case.

"I like wine. Red." She added with a smile. "Come find me when you're ready to go."

She flipped her pink hair over her shoulder and turned to leave his dressing room. As Hannah walked away from Tag, she made sure to add some extra swing to her hips. "See you later, Mr. Swagger," she called as she closed the door behind her.

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PostPosted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 6:35 pm


Tag smiled as he checked out Hannah and her a** making its - er, her, because women are people - out of the dressing room. He knew somewhere in his dark, twisted conscience that what he was doing was wrong. But truthfully, it felt perfectly right at home for him. And he missed that feeling.
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