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 Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2014 7:00 pm
Dylon felt great after a good night's sleep! He'd passed a few mopey looking hunters on his way down the hall, but maybe they were just beat from working so damn hard? Keep at it, comrades! The dark haired trainee whistled happily, wondering what wonders this new day would bring! Gosh why did everything smell of pie?
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2014 10:19 pm
A tall redhead sauntered around the corner, spinning a pie in each hand with skillful flair. America was half humming half singing to herself as she sought out another test subject to be made pliable with more baked goods recently acquired from the kitchen freezer. If they didn't want her to take food, they shouldn't give her ******** kitchen duty, lets be real here. The whistling figure caused her to suddenly quiet and go still, muscles tensed to pounce as a friendly grin crossed her face. "Hey there, boy," she greeted him. "You gotta a moment? You like pie?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 12, 2014 7:33 am
Dylon stopped in his tracks, a wide grin spread over his face upon America's greeting. "Hey there, girl!" He returned slyly. Her questions made him smirk, shifting his posture as he leaned a hand against a wall. "Iiiiii have, and I do~" He waggled his brows. Moments and pie! Plenty to give and eager to receive! Gosh, she even had TWO pies! Man's dream come true!
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Posted: Sun Jan 12, 2014 9:55 pm
Playful and eager, good temperament, she noted before sauntering closer. "Well then," America purred, "...where's your room? I gotta few questions I'd like to ask you." She smiled, curled lips and a hint of teeth, the way that often had Kostya searching for food.
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Posted: Mon Jan 13, 2014 3:14 am
Woah! Dude! Duuuuuuuude! Dylon grinned, pushing himself off the wall, "Can do!" He escorted his lady friend towards the dorms, toward his little room squished in with all other trainee rooms. Plain, like most others. He'd not bothered decorating much with what little he'd brought with him. A picture of his family, a poster of his favorite anime, and a small collection of books and manga stashed neatly on the desk. Organized, neat, orderly. "So, make those yourself, or have I been missing pie day at Deus all this time?" He asked cheekily, spinning to turn to her.
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Posted: Mon Jan 13, 2014 3:24 am
America assessed the room with a keen eye. Geek. Which wasn't good nor bad in and of itself. Tidy. Which was definitely a plus for the guy. Pulling out a fork with a flourish, she presented both it and a pie to him, smile still in place. "I heated them up, if that counts? Hope you like cherry. Now," smiling, "kindly take off as many clothes as you are comfortable with." She'd maybe learned a small lesson from Taym on this particular bit.
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Posted: Mon Jan 13, 2014 2:21 pm
Dylon lit up, taking the pie and fork with glee. "Cherry pie? Heck yeah! Thank you... OH I forgot to ask your name. I'm Dylon!" He rambled happily, cutting out some pie for himself and taking a big bite. Gosh, what a nice girl! Giving him pie and asking him to take his clo---- "Waaaaai-- huh?" He stared with a dopey smile. "For...I....uh..." He narrowed his gaze, slowly leaning to look behind her. "This isn't some sort of prank is it?" Were there cameras? Would it be bad to have pictures circulate of him nearly naked and eating pie? . . . Nope! "Welllll I guess." He obliged uncertainly. Chicks usually didn't move so fast. Maybe Deus girls were needing it bad? "Aaaany particular reason you want my clothes off?" His smug grin returned as he set aside the pie for now, pulling off his jacket and shirt first. His build was slim, but well defined thanks to years of swimming and exercise. "Cause I don't mind and all, but usually when i do this, the girl does it to."
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Posted: Mon Jan 13, 2014 6:54 pm
With a wink, she answered, "Ain't no joke, honey. Name's America Jones, and I'm pleased," she'd already begun circling him, notepad out, "...to meetcha."
Not bad. He wasn't exactly princess soft, but she wouldn't call him a beefcake, either.
"We're gathering stats in the eligible men on the island," America commented a bit absently as she drew close and then backed up, fingers out to frame and measure something before writing it down. "I'd offer tit for tat but I already gave you pie," she raised her eyebrows at him, a small smirk playing at her lips,. "Gotta make it worth my while, or there'll be an imbalance by my reckoning."
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Posted: Mon Jan 13, 2014 7:08 pm
"America? Well that's a fantastic name. Are you the daughter of a rock star or something? Like, how they name their kid's Apple and North and all that?" He asked curiously, turning his head as she circled him like a vulture. "Oh really~?" Dylon seemed intrigued. Smiling, he helped himself to more pie. "Need me to drop the pants too?" He thought this game was rather fun. "That's true. You did give me pie. It'd just make me feel more comfortable~." He pretended to pout, sadly taking another bite of delicious pie.
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Posted: Wed Jan 15, 2014 12:03 am
Grinning she corrected him, "Naw, I was born of the 4th of July." It was a bit cheesy, she knew, and had taken a long time for her to realize that the fireworks weren't all for her, but she never felt anything other than proud of her name. It was awesome and she was fantastic, thank you much. Rocking back on her heels, America raised her eyebrows and twirled a finger at him, "If you wouldn't mind, and be sure to give us a little spin while you're at it."
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Posted: Wed Jan 15, 2014 3:13 am
Dylon smiled smugly again, making a bit of a show about undoing his belt and pants. "A spin, eh?" A cheeky grin spread over his face, "Gosh, the things a guy has to do for some pie nowadays~"The pants were removed, leaving a tall asian man in his boxer briefs standing proud. "Ta da~ Do I get an A yet?" He waggled his brows for good measure, giving a twirl for the lady and then standing with hands on hips.
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Posted: Wed Jan 15, 2014 10:26 pm
Tilting her heas she got a look at his butt and drew a little sketch of, along with a few small notes on suspected firmness vs pliancy. It was no little temptation to reach and make sure, but she'd promised herself she'd be keeping her hands to herself for this. This was information gathering, and that meant keeping things professional. Which didn't keep her from giving him and a s**t-eating grin once he'd finished. "Yeah, I'll give you an A for Athletic. What'd you play, boy? Were you any good? How'd you rate your own flexibility?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 16, 2014 2:55 pm
Did it bother Dylon to have a woman drawing his a** and critiquing his body? Not at all! He stood proud, eating pie with satisfaction. "Ooh, an A! Yep! I was on the swim team in High School." He boasted with a grin, "I was really good! I was always in the top three in my team."Flexibility? Dylon smiled thoughtfully, swaying back and forth in thought. "Let's seeee... On a scale of brick wall being one to a contortionist being ten? I'd say maybe an eight?" it was probably more a six or seven, but he had to sound awesome for the survey! He played it up with a wink. "How do you fit on that scale, babe~?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 16, 2014 3:47 pm
Nodding with a small, pleased sound, America took a few more notes. Boy is eager to preen and shows well too. 5-8 for flexibility. She thought more on the swim team thing and added, Probably won't be against extensive grooming. She didn't mind a bit of hair, really, but some girls really did prefer a nicely waxed chest. America leered at the question, "I coulda been on the cheer squad easy peasy if the captain hadn't been a jealous b***h. Not circus level, but I'm hella bendy if the situation calls for it." Sadly, since coming to the island, those situations solely revolved Styker's increasingly elaborate and demanding attacks and poses. "Now what are you lookin for when it comes to women?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 16, 2014 4:41 pm
"Cheer squad, huh?" Dylon grinned. "Hot."Dylon hummed thoughtfully. His own preferences? Gosh but that was just delightful! "I'm not looking for a relationship right now. I like company, both platonic and sexy~." He grinned happily, "Even just cuddling is great with me! Human contact is key to happiness~. But I'll never say no to some hot sexy nights of passion! Or even a quickie in the closet."He was still pants-less and eating pie. Pleased as punch, he was.
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