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PostPosted: Tue Nov 06, 2018 8:42 pm
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PostPosted: Wed Nov 21, 2018 1:44 pm
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At least the only thing the leather jacket was good at was keeping the petite warm. It had proved useful last night, at least it seemed to work when it was found on the ground. It was almost as if the material was thrown on the ground in a fit of drunken rage. Not much had to be pondered in that little trip down memory lane as the cow hide was hugged closer towards her skin. Today was not the day to wear a skirt. It wasn’t as if they were planning on staying at a bar because they got too drunk off their sorry a**. None of it was planned because this whole interaction with Black was a spur of the moment thing. Now that they were caught up in the other’s pacing, it looked like being unprepared was biting her in the a**.

Although the sunlight was not being a pain in the a** right now, it didn’t help that things got explicitly more colder. ’The little c***nugget said 401.’ Speaking of that fake a** man, it seemed like they were still following. A pair of lenses turned to the one lagging behind as they carried three decently sized suitcases. People were staring at the male ever since they left the Camdus district. The psychic could read these NPC thoughts. Some pitied the male, said that he deserved it, were curious about the situation Dan was in, and then there were folks who didn’t care. By becoming the luggage mule, perhaps it would break down the brunette’s notion of a “perfect” individual. Oh! That thought gave the young lady a devilish idea. Perhaps she could use tonight’s little session as a means to break the facade the male wore. ’I wonder what his co-workers would think if they saw him as he truly was? I believe my actions are justifiable. He breaks into my life so I’ll break his. If we start at work and show just how much this little chicken nugget has been hiding, I wonder how much damage that would do to him~’ It was a bit diabolical, and some would consider it outright cruel. Yet the more that Camille thought about it, the more that the thought began to take root inside. She would never be able to take back the lost time her other self gave away, but at least she could break down a few walls with Mr. Perfect.

Stepping up 401, the place was dreary. It hardly looked like the kind of place you wanted to live in. ’Beggars can’t be choosers. At least this beats sleeping out in the cold.’ Much like before, the door to this house opened itself to the two. Walking in as if she owned the place, those Gris orbs took in the surrounding. The first area to be entered was the Living Room. It was just very green and bland. There seemed to be plenty of surface area for the other to conduct their most sensual business. ’Looks like I found my bed. I as sure as hell won’t be putting my a** on it till a bed sheet is spread out. Who knows what fluids are on that thing.’ Spitfire’s face scrunched up as they continued to walk in to see the other rooms.

The kitchen was very white and looked more modern, at least compared to the home’s outside appearance. Perhaps the male had done some work to make this place viable to live in. There was no need to check the bedroom, it probably only served two functions anyways. It wasn’t Iike Camille had any need to go in there. Finally, the bathroom was the last stop on this small tour.
”Are you ******** kidding me?! Are you an exhibitionist or something? You do realize that I can see right through these, right?!” Hydra pointed straight at the doors that were meant to act as a curtain.
”I can’t believe I’m dumb enough to agree with this. Everywhere I look in this s**t hole is a place where you probably ******** someone. What, do you also make pornos on the side too?!” Walking further into the bathroom, a hand swung the door on its hinges. They even went so far as to test the sturdiness of the doors by putting some pressure on it.
”You can fit three people in here. Oh, but I’m sure that is the ******** bathroom’s purpose, right? Ha! As if you’ve been taking a break from ********> It wasn’t quite clear what made her say the things that were said. They weren’t elaborated either as the raven-haired individual walked back to the living room.

”I’m taking the couch and I’m not accepting any “if”, “and”, “but” or “or” in your argument. Get a damn bedsheet because I don’t want my face planting itself in someone else’s fluids.” They voiced their disgust as eyes looked at the snot-colored couch.
”I’m calling dibs on the shower right now. If you dare go in there while I’m showering then you’re not going to have a roof over your head either bub!”


Mood: Why did I ******** agree to this...

What the f- am I wearing: Clashing Boots

I think I'm in: A shithole that I’m crashing at

What moron is with me now: ******** Daniel

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PostPosted: Wed Nov 21, 2018 3:59 pm
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                                                          A weak smile could be seen from the BFG as the unique pair made their way through the streets. Perhaps onlookers pitied him but the male had no ill will and simply did their best to manage the mass of suitcases in their sizable hands. Daniel lightly hummed as they followed the fun sized explosive with no sense of worry. Matter of fact, the man was quite excited! Although they had spent quite a large amount of time with others, the brunette had never had a roommate of sorts. He figured that it was due to his "unique" personality and hobbies. Most people that they had come in to contact with over the years that were not in the same mindset as him were quite off put when they opened up to them.

                                                          The BFG quickly followed behind the adorable sadist before the two reached his house. Home sweet home, although the exterior looked quite unpleasant, Daniel put forth his best effort in making the interior quite alluring and up to par with their fashionable lifestyle. The brunette simply figured that someone could be hired to take care of fixing up the exterior of their lovely home. Jade crystals watched as the confident fairy essentially kicked her way in to his house before giving a somewhat bitter smile. Their actions only reminded the man that he needed to invest in some kind of locking system. Not that there was anything to steal per say. The thought of a stranger walking about in the one place they called a sanctuary was quite disturbing to the brunette.

                                                          As the over sized and over friendly man stepped through their own door, a sigh of relief could be heard from their lips. They gingerly placed the packages on to the floor beneath him before quietly stretching their arms. Daniel opened an eye and watched as Camille seemed to make herself at home and search through his things, once again, not that there was anything to take or anything he was shy about them seeing. Well, maybe a few things but they had those things securely hidden away from public eye. The brunette toddled after the adorable sadist, leaving the carried luggage behind. Something told him that if they took any further liberties with the tiny dynamites things, they would be hit once more. Although they had to admit that their curiosity was peaked and he wanted to know just what could fill three suitcases to such an extent. Even if Daniel counted all of his outfits, toys and miscellaneous items they could maybe fill two. Perhaps he was the odd one and did not own a lot by normal comparisons.

                                                          The thoughts of things being stuffed in small spaces was promptly cut short by the fun sized tyrants explosive words. His bathroom? "I wasn't expecting guests~. I personally enjoy having a door instead of pesky curtains that flap around and stick to tubs." Daniel raised a brow as if they had not thought of such things that their counterpart spoke. "Pornography~? I don't indulge in such career paths! Physical connections should be cherished and private~!" The large male playfully pouted and folded their sizable arms across his chest.

                                                          "Hmm... I suppose it could be used for sex~. Though I haven't had the luxury to use it for such~! Are you offering~?" The large man was leaning on the bathroom door frame as the other seemed to be inspecting the shower. A small grin was plastered on his face as the words left the BFG's mouth. It wasn't like they had booby trapped their own shower! Though Daniel had to admit he was proud of that installation, when they originally moved in the shower was small and inconvenient to use. That was absolutely unacceptable to the man! As if he was the owner of a new series on HGTV, the brunette hired a few workers and tore down the whole area before rebuilding it anew!

                                                          The BFG gingerly stepped aside as the vicious woman spoke, not wanting to upset her any further in one day. He faked another pout and puffed his cheeks at her words. "Aww... You don't want to spend the night with yours truly~? I promise I wont bite~! Unless you ask of course..." Although they figured their teasing would bear no fruits, it was still fun to try. If he was lucky maybe she would give in to the thought of a comfortable bed instead of only a decent couch. Wishful thinking was indeed spewing from the brunette. The smiley giant playfully bowed with a hand extended towards the bathroom. "After you Madam~. This bub wouldn't dare peep like a lowlife~."

                                                          As the other made their way to cleanliness, Daniel shuffled in to the kitchen to make something tasty~. After living alone for so long, one learns how to provide for themselves outside of eating fast food and microwave dinners. Such commodities would ruin the body after a long period of time! They casually rolled their jacket off and hung it over a nearby chair, followed by them casually pulling his shades off before gently placed them on his counter top. If he was going to cook, there was no need for warm clothes when near the oven! Since it was still quite early, the man decided on brunch! They quickly got to work, grabbing the required kitchenware and materials to cook with! In no time, the smell of sizzling eggs and bacon along with crispy toast filled the humble home. The brunette was quite the cook in their own eyes. Daniel hummed to himself in a cheery manner as their hands continued to idly work on the fresh produce, cooking it all with ease.

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♤ LOVELY LOCATION: Second Home~

♣ CUTE COMPANY: Kitty Camille~

♡ OUTSTANDING OUTFIT: Baby it's cold outside.

♦ THOROUGH THOUGHTS: Hmm Hmm~ Breakfast~!

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PostPosted: Wed Nov 21, 2018 8:38 pm
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Camille rolled those gray hues around at the other’s comment. ’Yes, because I’m sure he just lets whatever stray cat he finds on the street into his home. He speaks as if having a curtain is a hassle. That boy needs to get off his high horse because not everyone can decorate their bathroom as they please. ******** people and all their savings. If the turd choose doors over curtains because it “sticks to the tub,” then he has been living the high life.’ Though that thought made the lass rethink about that for a moment. An intrusive memory did stick in the back of their mind. A little tied up Dan was injected with some strange substance. If experience taught her anything, and it taught this Spitfire plenty, then it was that the scene wasn’t a pleasant memory. ’It’s not like a boy squirming around at the doctor’s office when the nurse gets the needle out.’ Mentally snapping it out of their head, that topic had no root in the present. The flower had no business going into someone’s else traumatized life. It could open the door for share and tell and like hell was she going to share!

’Sure, Daniel can keep telling himself that. These “physical connections” are his own ******** drug. I could bet my $300 that he would gladly do a porno just to get his rocks off. What a hypocrite! And what the ******** is his problem with it?! Porn makes good money and it’s easy too. The smut addict would enjoy it I’m sure.’ Their thoughts soon became consumed with money and the odd jobs they could take. Perhaps there was a strip joint around that need someone to service guest. Maybe even some filmmakers who were looking for those “exotic models” to feature in their show. Whatever people wanted to call pornographers and the models used, there were still some people who could appreciate the business. ’Cherished and private my sweet 100 acre woods! Is he going to start preaching to the choir about how intercourse should be with the one you want to spend the rest of your life with?! Hahahaha! What a joke! Especially so since it’s coming out of his mouth.’ It seemed like the viper had quite a bit to say in regards to the other words. Strangely enough she kept that information to herself. It may have had to do with the throbbing that was continuing up in their head.

First came the scoff and then a you better ******** zip it before your little pleasure device gets taken away look. The mere thought of actually ripping that flesh off was not a tantalizing one. Then again, Daniel probably had the capability to regenerate that sex device.
”You are clearly out of your tiny little mind if you think I’m going to do anything with you after last night.” The brunette’s response would rightfully be ignored. If Camille continued to entertain the other with her responses then they’d never hear the end of this talk. There were plenty of things to “talk” about than what happened last night. It was too fresh and too much of an eyesore at the moment. Maybe talking about how blue and purple he wanted his body to be was a good start?

When the butt-faced giant followed after the flower, she slowly turned their way with an expression of disbelief. Such an expression didn’t stay long as they took in one heck of a heavy breath.
”Can it dingleberry! You’re more than happy to take anyone into your bed but me! Bring in all the physical connections you want because I don’t care what hole you put that pathetic flap that is in between your legs.” Honestly, it felt like anytime this male spoke to her there was always going to sparks flying. No, not the lovey-doves kind of sparks either. We are talking about metal clashing on metal sparks. The one where the tension grows heavy in the room and the desire to beat someone to a pulp grew.
”You’re already a lowlife, so to expect anything more from you would be a surprise.” With that they whipped themselves over to the bathroom before closing the door shut.

A hand soon covered their face as the other held onto the handle. Their weary sigh echoed softly in the updated bathroom. Hydra had no desire to see their expression, it probably was something out of character anyways. Everything was going south in this city than what she would like to admit. Even someone like Camille could only accept so much bullshit. Another weary sigh left their lips before making their way to the shower area.

With the water running in the shower head, their attire was quickly torn off their skin. The showering commenced as the temperature became something bearable for their body. With water droplets cascaded down their marked skin, it was only now that Camille was able to see the number that was done on her. ’Uh….why did he have to do this to me. Honestly, I’m the last person he should be ******** around. Let this be a reminder Camille: if you don’t give no ******** then don’t expect any ******** back. What did I say to him? What was I thinking? Why would I want this fiend back in my life when he left it so casually.’ Fingers ran through wet strands of charcoal and massaged their skull. The shower thoughts were strong this time around. Camille was stumped about last night. Blueberry stamps on their skin was just another painful reminder about the regret they were in. If they hadn’t done what they done then maybe she wouldn’t be in this mess. A finger traced the small bruise on their body before trailing down their torso. Lower and lower did it go before a small sigh left supple lips.

About 20-30 minutes later, a towel was wrapped around the flower’s body. The steam in the shower had fogged up the glass and the mirror that prevent them from seeing their own reflection. Wiping away the fog, Camille look at the wet version of themselves. Eyes squinted when a purple mark was spotted on the side of their neck. Rubbing the mirror she honestly believed it was a mistake. It was until some further poking and prodding commenced that they immediately began to realize what the heck it was. With hands turning into fists their eyes turned towards the door.
DAAAAAAAAANIIIIIEEEEEEEL With their voice raised higher than ever before, the viper threw open the door and tracked down the perpetrator. She hardly cared that the only thing keeping her “decent” was a wet towel. When they immediately found the giant, she kicked him right in the groin. Two fists came crashing down on his face and forced him on the ground. The BFG would soon find himself straddled by a very livid flower. With one hand clutching his shirt, the other was used to point at the mark on her neck.
”WHY THE ******** DID YOU MARK ME HERE?! DO I LOOK LIKE YOUR PROPERTY TO YOU??!”


Mood: HE DID NOT JUST MARK ME AS HIS TERRITORY! HE BETTER HAD NOT!!!

What the f- am I wearing: Towel wrapped around my marked body

I think I'm in: A shithole that I’m crashing at

What moron is with me now: A soon to be a** beaten Daniel

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PostPosted: Thu Nov 22, 2018 11:25 am
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                                                          Just why couldn't she believe his words? Daniel pondered if he was that much of a pathological liar during his younger years. It was true that they said things that weren't necessarily true, though it was mostly to get free things or play a prank! As far as he could remember, the brunette never lied to hurt anyone! Perhaps the petite petal simply despised the fact that he lied in the first place? Such thoughts would have to be further pondered later. Repeating the words spoken in his mind, the giant frowned to himself as they tried to make sense of the meaning. Lowlife? It seemed there was a lot of work to be done to improve their image towards the raven-haired demoness. The brunette sighed before shaking his head, they needed to focus on the food before it burned!

                                                          The sizzling sound and the wafting smell of breakfast was something that forced a giddy smile on the BFG's face. On their right, a stack of toast was cooked, on his left, a mixture of bacon and sausage were sizzling on a plate. The last thing for the brunette to tackle was the eggs! Not knowing if the petite explosive enjoyed scrambled or sunny side up eggs, they made both! White ovals were expertly cracked and the insides were dropped in to the pan before himself. Grabbing the pepper, the large man quickly sprinkled some of the shaken produce on to the sizzling whites. Ears perked as the sound of running water in the distance stopped. Daniel continued to hum to themselves in a carefree manner, finishing the last of the scrambled eggs by throwing in some shredded cheese. He wasn't a master-class chef but his food was at least tasty! Grabbing the numerous plates of food, they quickly set the quaint table and smiled to himself at the delicious breakfast before him. Hopefully the adorable tyrant was hungry!

                                                          Hearing his name, the man curiously turned his head towards the explosion coming from afar. Was something wrong? A hint of worry appeared in his mind but was quickly shrugged off. There was no way anything was wrong, right? The sound of footsteps quickly approached to confirm his thought, though it seemed that said footprints were only increasing in tempo instead of slowing to a halt. The brunette raised a brow as the half naked flower came around the corner. "So you do want to spend time wi- KAUGH" Daniel started to speak but was quickly cut off by the physical attack that came from Camille, followed by his large person being pushed to the ground. Jade lenses flickered in confusion as the small viper continued to scream in his face. Mark? Property?! The brunette's mind was flustered for a moment before he managed to recompose his thoughts.

                                                          The BFG did their best to sit up with the petite minx atop him, taking whatever attack that may follow his movements. Daniel lightly tilted his head and blinked once more with his aqua lenses staring her down. "A-ah... H-heat of the moment~? Eheh... You got your fair share of marks on me too!" His explanation or argument was quite weak even by his standards but it was the best they could muster when put on the spot. "I made breakfast... Hungry~?" At this point the brunette was grasping at straws but hoped that perhaps his counterparts hunger would distract her from such an odd conversation.Using one of his arms, the friendly giant pointed to the set table that had quite a hefty amount of good smelling food. "I wasn't sure what you'd like so I made a lot! Though... I normally eat a lot anyhow~." A small smile formed on the man's face as he attempted to bide his time and hope that whatever beating that ensued would be quick before the food went cold.

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♣ CUTE COMPANY: Kitty Camille~

♡ OUTSTANDING OUTFIT: Baby it's cold outside.

♦ THOROUGH THOUGHTS: Why's she so concerned about simple marks? Everyone gets hickeys after all~.

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PostPosted: Thu Nov 22, 2018 12:51 pm
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Camille didn’t give two shits about his response. In her mind it was already quite clear what they wanted to do to the male. Despite having a goal to meet, the look on his face infuriated the viper more. It was as if Daniel had no idea what the flower was saying. That kind of look was not going to assure his innocence! The spot on their neck was jabbed by her finger once more before their hand took a fistful of his shirt. Even though the female was still visibly wet, it almost seemed like her temper could evaporate the droplets from her skin. That was how pissed the small tyrant was. They were in no mood to hear the male’s teasing and prodding at this moment. In fact, such words would only fuel the fire within. ’Who does this a*****e think he is?! I should have crushed his eggs the moment I had a clean second shot. How dare he ******** mark me! HOW DARE HE!’ The notion of being marked was furiously swirling in their head. It clearly rubbed the young lady in the wrong direction. But little was done to elaborate as to why it upsetted her. Plenty of reasons could pop up like people whispering behind her back. Knowing who Camille was, that was one of the most unlikeliest reasons. A more appropriate answer would be that she was going to be labeled as someone’s property. The hickey that was visible for all to see was evidence of an intimate moment. It was an expression of something that the snapdragon didn’t want others to see. What she did behind doors was her business and theirs alone. Daniel went and ******** that up by putting that mark on such an erroneous area. Was this the only reason for their flare in temperment?

As Daniel shifted underneath the petite creature, so did the garment that kept them decent. Temper or no temper, that was hardly the issue right now. It wasn’t as if they were some pure maiden who would stereotypically hide their bits in the presence of someone else. Eyes narrowed as the male made a half a** explanation. Welp, that wasn’t going to help his defense.
”Don’t give me that “heat of the moment” crap! I’m confident that you weren’t drunk off that shitty a** liquor. No matter how much you drink, the high doesn’t stay long enough for you to stay drunk! What?! Are you going to give me the excuse that you’re a b***h who's always in heat?! Your cunty “heat” argument seems to be pointing you in that direction!” Past incidents had concreted that answer to the viper. You could practically inject the giant with alcohol and that high would only last for so long. It was all tied in with his ability. Thus, Camille still held him accountable for his actions. Any attempt to push away owning up responsibility was just some bullshit excuse!
”And where are my ******** marks, huh?!” Either she knew the marks on his body were gone or their memory was still a bit hazy. It was genuinely possible that bits and pieces of their talk yesterday didn’t stick in those gray cells.

The BFG attempted to sway the conversation to a late breakfast, although it would be commonly called brunch around this time. It wasn’t like Dan would be able to erase the marks that were spread between her chest and neck. What exactly could she expect from him?! Still infuriated with the male she left him down on the ground with a wet garment. The decently well-endowed individual hardly batted an eyelash as they seated their wet a** on the chair. It was still quite clear from their expression that they were still livid with the male.
”I’m ******** starving you dog.” There was no further comment on the amount of food made. Food was food despite it being eggs, toast, sausage and bacon. This was your stereotypical American buffet. Sighing at the spread the eggs, toast and sausage were placed on their plate. The bacon wasn’t to be consumed as she was half tempted to throw it at the male. But that would mean wasting pig fat. Such a shame that she wasn’t in the wasting mood considering this morning’s drama. The coffee being thrown away carelessly still pricked their mind. If Dan usually wasted decently shitty coffee like that, maybe the male had changed in the eight year gap they hadn’t seen each other. The hydra would almost think that the brunette was acting in a fit of jealousy but that was impossible! Not allowing her mind to delve any deeper into the topic, some eggs were placed into her mouth before being consumed.

Now that the viper was around there were going to be a few changes taking place in this house. Not right now though, the snapdragon wasn’t in the mood to lay down any house rules. Technically this place wasn’t hers, at least not legally. Whenever the poor piss excuse of a man had the balls to speak up, she’d be concentrating on their meal. Did it bother if someone stared? Staring wasn’t anything compared to someone jabbing at them with some lame a** comment. Whether or not the brunette allowed the hydra to eat in peace was a completely different manner. The thumping in their head was becoming more manageable so maybe comments could be tolerated. Perhaps it would be gone by evening. Maybe by the time Camille started work she would be in a better mood to deal with people’s s**t. Daniel was already on the I’m not taking his s**t list. Plus the BS tolerance was awfully low today. It just wasn’t an overall good idea to mess with her right now.


Mood: I don’t know if I’m hangry or if I’m regretting my choice right now

What the f- am I wearing: My marked body

I think I'm in: A shithole that I’m crashing at

What moron is with me now: A b***h in heat

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                                                          Jade crystals could not help but take in the sight of their counterpart as the thin piece of cloth that hid their personal parts fell to the side. The brunette quietly admired the petite flowers figure before looking back towards Camille. Though it seemed to have no effect on said counterpart as they continued on with their berating! Even they themselves had to admit that when push came to shove they couldn't simply ignore being nude all of the sudden. Granted the reaction would be far from normal if that were the case. Daniel felt a shiver ripple through his being as the petal seemed to see straight through him! Although what they said in response to the question screamed at them, it was not necessarily a good excuse. If the friendly giant wanted the petite explosive to not despise him, he assumed that a better reason would have to be presented. "You were just so alluring... I couldn't stop myself~! You really are quite the charmer." Of course the "charmer" part was in terms of the small tyrants unique personality but they seemed to leave out the details.

                                                          The BFG slowly massaged his neck as the vicious viper stood and left him on the ground, a damp circle now on their waist from the dripping petal. "I would have saved them if I could~... You left quite a few after all... But I naturally heal all injuries! It's a blessing and a curse~!" The brunette lightly rolled his neck before pushing on to his feet in one casual motion. Aqua lenses looked down on their person before lightly frowning, he would have to change tops once again! Walking around in cold and damp clothing in this weather was anything but smart. At this rate they would run out of clothing before the end of the week. The man quietly brushed themselves off as best they could before looking towards the now exposed petal.

                                                          Shuffling towards the fridge, the male expertly pulled out a few different pitchers of liquid. One orange juice, one milk and another being water. "Want something to drink~? Gotta stay hydrated after all!" They spoke while pouring themselves a glass of milk. Waiting for a response from the tiny explosive, the man either retrieved her a drink or simply walked away from the pitchers depending on their response. The following response from the male was that he either placed both drinks down or simply his own before turning back to the counters. Staying silent for a few moments, the friendly giant began to clean up the mess of pots, pans and produce that sat atop the counters and oven. The sound of clanking pots and dishes being placed in to the sink filled the air until the one cleaning was satisfied for now.

                                                          The BFG quickly washed their hands and clasped them together as if to gesture that the chore was done for now! They promptly turned back to the table, assuming that their counterpart was still eating, with a small smile and made his way towards the table before taking a seat. "How is it? I usually don't have people to test my cooking~." They curiously asked as he began to pile a mixture of eggs, bacon and sausage. Once there was a mini-mountain made out of the already large amount of food, Daniel grabbed two pieces of crispy toast and set them on the side of his plate. The man hungrily wiped their mouth before stabbing in to a cluster of eggs and sausage. As the still warm meal reached his taste buds, a small hum could be heard from the friendly giant. It was pretty good by his standards! Though they were still quite curious what the other thought of his cooking.

                                                          "Well~? Am I housewife material~?" They asked in a playfully bashful manner. Perhaps he truly did care what the other thought of his cooking, though it was doubtful that such things would be admitted unless asked directly. Daniel brought another forkful of food to his lips as their jade gaze studied the petite exhibitionist. "Do you want me to turn the heat up... or~?" The question was a slight tease of course but they did slightly worry about the other catching a cold since they hadn't properly dried themselves! Not everyone was immune to common diseases after all! Though the BFG had to admit that studying the confident and exposed petal's figure was something he had no complaints about. In a weird way, it was nice to Daniel to have someone else in their home. To many mornings were spent idling on their phone as the silence buzzed louder than any words. They would never admit such a thing though as it would make little to no difference. At least that's what the brunette presumed due to their counterpart constantly having issues with taking their words at face value.

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♤ LOVELY LOCATION: Second Home~

♣ CUTE COMPANY: Kitty Camille~

♡ OUTSTANDING OUTFIT: Baby it's cold outside.

♦ THOROUGH THOUGHTS: Hm! Not bad! Though it could use a bit of salt I suppose...

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PostPosted: Fri Nov 23, 2018 12:14 am
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                                    Was it safe to say that just about anyone would react to seeing a naked person? Yes, it could be considered human nature. Take the petite creature who wore nothing but their birthday suit at the moment. Even though they may have been at the dining table, she didn’t seem fazed about their appearance especially in the presence of another. In fact, the tyrant didn’t seem to react to the fact that everything was out in the open. It may have had to do with the snapdragon being distracted with their food and thoughts at this moment. ’What a ******** ping pong! No matter how often I swat him he just keeps coming back.’ Here the viper recalled the male’s ability to bounce back from each hit that she, verbally and physically, threw at them. The small balls were hollow and flexible enough to absorb an assortment of hits given. How one wished to interpret that thought was up to them.

                                    ’Alluring? Yeah, right! Like I haven’t heard that one before. That sounds like the argument a drunk sorority boy makes before forcing himself on a drunken girl. It is absolutely disgusting to see people pull that out of their a**.’ Camille had heard plenty of flattering words in the past but they all felt so hollow. There was no means for her to accept these words when she thought so little of herself. Whether it was a matter of self-esteem was up for debate. At least what was known was that they vehemently trashed any compliment that was meant for this Shusona. If they wanted this fish to bite on their hook then they needed better bait. And by better bait, at least something that didn’t sound like a pick-up line a creep could use.

                                    Using Daniel as a towel of sorts may have explained why their bum felt a bit dry. Using someone else’s clothes wasn’t the best replacement for a towel but it made due. Although there were a few drops clinging onto their a**, it didn’t seem to intrude the dynamite as she consumed their brunch. ’It sounds like practiced lines to me. Did three years in LeVane not teach him how to control his stinking ability?! That is one of the first things they teach in that lame excuse of a school!’ Eye rolling commenced when the thought came into their mind. There always seemed to be some justifiable answer for anything that Dan came up with. The reasoning was not made clear beside some past attempts to actually break open the Firecracker’s shell. Yes, there were people that tried. There was also a reason why those people weren’t around in her life anymore.

                                    It was a smart decision on the male’s end to not sit by the petal at this point in time. With an egg sitting on top of her toast, it was loudly munched on with little care about if their eating habits would bother someone. Pewter lenses watched the male head towards the room where food was stored. A question for a specific beverage was asked. The Shusona contemplated about giving them the silent treatment. If such a route was taken then they would be just as bad as he was in the morning. She already made a point of not accepting that kind of bullshit, so Camille should at least live by her own words.
                                    ”Something fruity if anything like that exists.” More munching commenced as a trail of goldenrod dripped off the edge of the bread. Some shuffling commenced from the kitchen. Daniel came out with a distinctly white liquid that was quickly assumed to be milk, along with a cup containing a orange juice. Since this scene was painted as a stereotypical American buffet, it wouldn’t be much of a stretch to say that the brunette had the full drink choices hidden in their fridge. They way that this man had everything prepared was suspicious. It was almost as if he was expecting guests.

                                    ¾ of their plate was consumed while the giant busied themselves with clean-up duty. That suited Camille quite fine since the events of today were being coordinated in their troubled mind. More food was stuffed in her choppers aimlessly while their mind worked through the hangover. Soon enough the two would have to head off to work. It was probably going to be a day full of training and showing her the ropes of what was expected of her. An easy enough day, so long as there was no social interactions. Customer to worker interactions were one thing, that came with a job and it looked as if these talks would be kept to a minimum. This was a bar and that meant people were going to drink to a point where they’d easily make mistakes. It could range from inappropriate comments to being grabby and then the comical bar fight. Daniel may have had a silver tongue but the Hydra doubted that he had the capability to physically stop an altercation before it progressed to something that was nastier. At least no one could sue the snapdragon for throwing some drunks out after they had a bit too much to drink. Those kind of social interactions that allowed her to get rough with customers were looked forward to.

                                    ”Tolerable. It’s just a standard American breakfast. No reason to make a fuss over how it tastes.” Her voice held no hint of praise nor disdain, it was almost as if she was revealing a well known fact. The last bits of their brunch was consumed while her expression remained neutral. The plate and utensils hovered and were placed in the sink with a light sound. At least she chose not to break his items. Stainless steels quickly looked towards the mountain forming on the other end of the table. It seemed someone was enjoying their own handiwork. If his actions were meant to elicit a compliment from the flower, about the food, then he needed to try a different approach. No matter how the male ate his brunch, it would not help to change Camille view that the food was just another bland meal in their day.

                                    ”Sure, if you want to be. Now go out there and find your Misses Black so I can be done with this charade of playing house.” Taking a sip of their drink, there was a bit to read in that comment. Depending on how well the other dissected those words, it could provide some clues about the inner churning of the girl’s mind.
                                    ”Do what you want since its your house.” More juice was drunk before the cup was placed back on the table. Camille didn’t seem to care if the other was being considerate or not. Plus, she didn’t exactly want to know what this other “or” option was. Knowing who Daniel was, at least from what she experienced last night, it was almost like he was asking for another round. Ha! Fat chance!
                                    ”Anyways, what’s the dress code over there? I know I can’t exactly stroll to work with what I’m wearing now.” Tapping their bare shoulder lightly, their displeased features returned to her youthful looks.


                                    Mood: I’d rather talk about work then what I’m wearing

                                    What the f- am I wearing: My marked body

                                    I think I'm in: A shithole that I’m crashing at

                                    What moron is with me now: A b***h in heat

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                                                          Tolerable, at least they did not deem the males food as sub par or trashy! Daniel felt a burning sensation rise in his chest as they felt the urge to impress the cold flower! Their next dish would surely blow her away! The BFG seemed to be quite skilled when it came to having a positive outlook on information presented towards him. Though one could probably infer that such a skill was also a curse in its own strange way. Daniel continued to hungrily chip away at the small hoard of consumables in front of them as the other seemed to finish their meal. Aqua swirls watched as the petite petal hovered their utensils in to the kitchen area and put her dishes in the sink, at least the small tyrant had manners! Too many people in the man's past had lazily left dishes about the house which irked the giant to no end. A small annoyance but an annoyance nonetheless. The brunette continued to stab away at their pile of eggs, consuming one large mouthful after another as if it was completely natural. Then again, the BFG needed quite a substantial amount of intake when their abilities were used to such an extent. If he did not consume such a large pile of carbs, Daniel would probably pass out from exhaustion!

                                                          The small stick of dynamites response to his question made their ears twitch. The Big and Tall shopper slowly brought another bite of his food to their lips as they pondered the words for a moment before shaking off the thought that momentarily arose. With a swallow of their bite, a smile formed as the brunette turned his attention towards Camille. "Why do I need a Misses Black? I already have you~! Mister Shusona wouldn't dare look for another woman~." "Besiiiides... Even if I did find someone to take my name... There's no way I'd let them meet the fam-..." Stupid, stupid, stupid! What initially started as a tease turned in to a drifting thought that would cause the giant more trouble than needed. Just why did their counterparts skill set have to include mind reading! The only way they managed to stop themselves was by shoving another forkful of eggs in to their mouth! The rest of said thought was whisked away in that moment. Daniel chewed in silence for what felt like an eternity, pondering what to do next. Thankfully it seemed that the raven-haired minx had more questions for them.

                                                          Dress code! The BFG nearly forgot that such a thing was in place at his bar. After all, they rarely worked during regular hours and even when they did such a thing as wearing a uniform did not apply to themselves. As the last bit of mixed egg, sausage and bacon was shoved in to their mouth, Dan slowly stood and grabbed his silverware. As they chewed the last of their brunch, the brunette casually strolled towards the kitchen and placed his own utensils atop the ones already in the sink. "I'm glad you reminded me! Let me go grab something reeealll quick~." The words were followed by the large male toddling out of the kitchen and towards their bedroom in a hasty fashion. If the petite petal was listening, a small amount of shuffling could be heard from afar before it seemed like the BFG found what he was looking for.

                                                          A grin could be seen on the male as they reappeared from their room with something behind their back. "This is one that I washed once and it shrunk so... although it may be a bit big still... it should be OK! I promise I'll order some just for you when I'm at work~!" Daniel's giddy words were followed by the man producing what was hidden behind them. It was a medium sized white shirt, though medium in male (even though the brunette himself ran in large and sometimes extra-large), with the BFG's name on the right breast. In a fluid motion, they turned the shirt to show the petite flower the Logo on the back of the article of clothing. Obviously they were quite proud of the product and gently gestured for the fun sized explosive to take the object. "I only wore it once before it was thrown in the washer and shrunk, so I promise it's clean~!" Thankfully the male did not enjoy covering their clothes with any kind of substance that was not naturally there. One of the few pros of being obsessed with beautification. "Anyways... This is the only thing that's required when on the job. Of course, an employee needs to wear appropriate clothing but I'm pretty lenient as long as you don't... Ya know." The brunette lightly gestured at the still glistening flower that was representing their birthday suit.

                                                          If the petite woman had not taken the shirt at this point then Daniel would have placed the article of clothing in her palm before moving once more. "I'm going to hop in the shower~ Yell if you need me~!" They stepped past the petite temptress and headed towards the bathroom. In no time, the brunette was stepping in to the tiled room and closed the door behind themselves. Of course they gave no care to the others clothes still lying on the floor and simply stripped themselves before placing the pile of his own in a corner. The now exposed male quietly opened the small cabinet above his toilet and grabbed a towel before placing it atop the water tank. Aqua lenses flicked towards what was described as a "exhibitionist shower" before a small smirk appeared on his lips. Camille sure did have a neat way with descriptions. The thoughts of hot water on their skin relaxed the male as he stepped in to the shower and turned the handle.

                                                          In no time, steam filled the tile floored room and a hum could be heard from amidst the light steam.

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PostPosted: Sat Nov 24, 2018 10:18 am
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                                    Silver pairs looked towards the homeowner as the elated feeling ruptured within. Although they were not able to pinpoint the exact feeling in Dan, as this was not her speciality. Such a skill lied in someone else’s domain. The only thing that could be explicitly felt was that it was a very positive feeling. Well, if someone were to actually take a look at the giant then it would be easy to see that they were quite happy. It wasn’t as if the small tyrant was trying to put the male in a good or any mood for that matter. She gave an honest remark to the lackluster brunch. At least they gave an truthful critique of the spread. This petite individual wasn’t going to sugarcoat their words when asked for their opinion. The Snapdragon sure wasn’t a food critic but they didn’t praise things when they were undeserving of it. So in a sense, it was understood why the brunette was so elated. It was an upfront opinion of their food and not some words that were meant to be on his good side. Camille would have preferred to be on his bad side, if at all possible.

                                    A collection of most of the meats on the other’s plate reminded a bit of their past. Memories of the times spent in the cafeteria while the giant consistently ate a heap of food came back. Of course, the need to consume that much food came as one of the drawbacks of his ability. That pile of carbs increased when Camille came into the picture, specifically the beatings. As fists hit his pretty face, while feet kicked around the punching bag between someone’s legs; oh it was nice to relive pleasant memories. Utilizing their bare mittens wasn’t always their choice of weapon. On the Battlegrounds the Spitfire utilized constructs made out of psychic energy. Stabbing the male and slicing them up always seemed to clear her head. It was probably not a good outlet to relieve herself but neither was smut according to some adults. Despite what their past held and the male that sat in front of them desired, even someone like her had a drive. It wasn’t as prominent as the brunette and her tastes were anything but vanilla. Yet what did most of her clients prefer? Vanilla! No matter, if people gave money then even she could tolerate the lame positions.

                                    Night sky brows were raised at the male’s comment regarding finding a partner. Somehow that comment jogged their memory regarding something that had been repressed. Memories about the brunette grabbing the petite creature and calling her his fiancé was a poor memory. The fact that he jumped their 15-year-old self and lied through his teeth about their engagement popped back. Daniel had done that on the second day that they met too! It was unbelievable! Such action had taken the Hydra by surprise. To hear him talk about a Mrs. Black was what had jogged those recollections. ’Can this man even be capable of settling down? He sure seems like he has his whole life together though. He’s got a job, a house, his life seems to be fairly put together. He better not get any ******** ideas about housing someone who is cracked.’ A hand clenched on their thigh as the thought swirled in the shell of their head. ’Enough of that, don’t think about it. That kind of life doesn’t apply here nor should it stay.’ Taking a breath in, she allowed the darkness to drift away. There was too much s**t in the past that had no presence in the present.

                                    As Daniel’s thoughts permeated into her mind, those Gris hues gleamed with a mild curiosity. ’His family? What? Are you going to tell me that he has family issues.’ When thinking back on it Camille couldn’t recall the last time they spoke about their family. She never spoke about her own. Since Dan never talked about his there was never the need to share her own. At least that was one comfort while being in their presence. He prodded and poked but family was usually an off topic for the two. But this was strange to hear. For what reason was he so against talking about his family? She didn’t prod him like he did with her, a distinct difference between two. The mental bashing that took place was felt which only piqued the tyrant’s interest. Perhaps there was something she could use against him. Although it could work as a double-edge sword as well. If they brought up the topic of family then it was likely that she’d have to talk about her own too.

                                    With an elbow on the table and a hand cupping their cheek, those pewter hues watched the male walk off. There was little to nothing left of the pile of food that was once present. It was a reminder of how little patience she had with this whole ordeal. ’It better not be some lame a** uniform. I’d bet $300 that it is a lame a** uniform.’ With dread already taking root in the small tyrant, they drunk more from their cup. The last bits of orange juice were consume while scuffling could be heard in the distance. No sooner had the shuffling stopped that the other’s ugly mug came back into the scene. Dan seemed to be in a happy mood as something was hidden behind their back. Camille could assume that it was the uniform. Yet the dread continued to build as the other talked on about the object. ’Why is he acting like a fricken school girl who is about to give me some handmade mitten or something. No one has to act all giddy over giving a lame a** uniform.’ Her expression remained disinterested or perhaps closer to unamused. With arms and legs crossing one over the other, she waited for the big reveal.

                                    ’It has met every bit of my disappointed expectations.’ It seemed that the brunette had a general idea of the girl’s tastes in regards to clothes. By that, she meant cleanliness. Despite whatever logo may have been present on the shirt, the name tag that was etched into the fabric confirmed that it had belonged to him. Indeed, it would be a tad bit big but not extremely so. Tucking the white shirt in some jeans might do the trick in allowing the fabric to snuggly hold her.
                                    ”Oh what joy. And here I was so looking forward to wearing you on my skin. I’m already marked so why not add more to my body.” It came out sarcastically as Daniel continued to assure the snapdragon that the article of clothing had been thoroughly washed. Ebony locks swished as the young woman’s head lifted to meet a pair of teals.
                                    ”Yes, because I was planning on leaving the house in nothing more than myself and the marks that were present on my body.” More sarcasm was dripping like venom from this viper’s mouth. Some eye rolling commenced as the fabric was given to her.

                                    ”Yeah ******** right. I’ll figure out my own problems thank you very much.” It felt like someone was on a roll today as the venom just continued to drip. At least it was better than beating someone up till they were blue and purple. Both of them knew that such marks would never last, further incentivizing more beatings. When the giant left the woman shuffled to put the shirt on. With arms and a head poking through the right holes, they made a dissatisfied look on their face. It was still a fairly big shirt, though it wasn’t something that was too big of a deal. Now they just needed those jeans and the black pair of boots from last night. Glancing at a clock it looked like evening was growing closer and closer. Thus with little desire to be seen as an exhibitionist Camille went off to one of her three suitcases. Each possessed a lock that only she knew of. With the use of their abilities one of the cases were open to reveal a large assortment of clothes. A pair of jeans and underwear was quickly taken out before the case was roughly closed with a large bang. Without missing a beat the Firecracker was finally fully clothed.
                                    ”Almost.” With their gaze looking off to the bathroom they sent a command of sorts to their clothes. The garments and accessories floated out of the male’s steaming room. A small click of the bathroom door was given as her belongings left.

                                    With last night’s outfit safely tucked within their case and their feet adorned with the booties, Camille now stood fully clothed. There really was little else to do until a small beeping sound came from their cellular device. It signaled that she needed to recharge it. A weary sigh left their lips as the case was opened up once more to retrieve the charger. The Hydra stayed in the living room near the closest outlet in order to let the device charge. Checking on their phone they noted an email from a familiar violet-haired girl. Clicking on the notification it seemed to be have a link to the city’s newspaper.
                                    ”Why ******** not, I’ve got nothing better to do.” Pressing the link they were brought to the website for today’s paper. Their Gris hues scanned the article with little interest. Well that interest grew when she noted that her cousin had written about her in a lot of the sections in this paper. Although there were no names Camille knew who the tyrant in these areas were. The viper in the Festival and in the bar were made abundantly clear to anyone who actually knew the woman. Growling with discontent someone was getting in a bad mood again. The hot headed woman knew the capabilities this Shusona possessed, including that she was just some nosy person that didn’t understand ‘No’ very well. The fact that the other Shusona had written so much about the Hydra was upsetting. It was like practically announcing her moves to anyone that read this. Could her day get anymore irksome?!


                                    Mood: F- you!

                                    What the f- am I wearing: Uniform, jeans and last night’s boots

                                    I think I'm in: A shithole that I’m crashing at

                                    What moron is with me now: Myself

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                                                          A small sigh escaped the brunette's lips as they were hidden among the steam of the tiled room. Nothing was quite as relaxing to the male as a hot shower. Scalding water pattered against the giants back as they quietly cleaned themselves amidst the steam. To feel the heat of water, the imposing yet friendly man had to really crank up the heat. Any other kind of shower would simply feel numbing to such a man. It was a shame that they had to do so, who would want to shower in such heat besides the man in question? Due to such factors, they had always showered alone. Large fingers rain through their dark hair with soap in his hands, they closed their eyes as the sound of running water filled the air. As the BFG quickly washed themselves, they simply let their thoughts roam about. Perhaps they assumed that such thoughts could not be heard between walls by their counterpart. Thoughts jumped from one topic to another with ease as anyone's thoughts would when left alone. Things such as bills to favorite songs popped in and out of the over sized male's head while they carefully washed away the grime on their body. He had to be squeaky clean!

                                                          During their cleaning campaign, the male's ears perked up as the sound of a latch being turned could be heard. Though Daniel did not hear any footsteps so he could only assume that the tiny explosive was moving her things in the only way they seemed to know how. The BFG quietly smirked to themselves as their thoughts trailed to Camille once more, she certainly was an interesting individual. Though he knew such facts from long ago, not too many people had the audacity to attack the man when they were just meeting after all! Daniel lazily stretched before making sure his body was as alluring as it could be with water and soap alone. The male gingerly shuffled in their shower to turn off the pouring liquid from above. As the tiled room went silent, the brunette exhaled aloud before swinging the see-through door open. A limb extended from them to grab the nearby towel and gingerly started to dry themselves.

                                                          With the towel wrapped around his waist, Daniel casually stepped out of the shower. Along with his first step, a wave of steam poured out from the tiled room as the latch was opened and the wooden door was swung open. "Aah~... I feel refreshed~!" They exclaimed to no one in particular. The BFG slowly stretched their arms over his head before heading towards the man's room. As the oversized fun pack entered their sleeping quarters, they casually closed the door behind them before dropping the article of cloth keeping them decent on to the floor. Aqua orbs trailed through their room before falling on to the dresser that sat alone. Daniel shuffled to the clothing compartment and carefully picked out an outfit. Sliding on some underwear along with a pair of jeans, the male searched for a shirt soon after before deciding on a plain white shirt. To put the icing on the cake, they grabbed a dull colored jacket before smiling to themselves.

                                                          After spending far too much time dressing themselves, the BFG stepped out of their room and headed towards their counterpart. It seemed that the fun sized explosive was busily scrolling on their phone. With no care as to whether or not he was hit, the brunette casually walked behind the petite petal and rested his chin on their shoulder. Jade lenses looked at the raven-haired minx's device before turning his gaze to the other's slate orbs. Although they only glanced at their device, the male got the gist of what she was looking at. "Oh~? I didn't know you were a reader of local news. Anything juicy~?" Whether or not the tiny dynamite would attack the giant was up to fate and the anger or annoyance of the fun sized temptress. Though they would not run from their counterparts attack.

                                                          Either stepping away from the alluring petal or recovering from their beating, the brunette stifled a yawn as they stretched once more. Teal seeing devices looked back at the raven-haired girl before playfully tapping his wrist. "Well well... Look at the time~ Guess we should head to work and have you learn the ropes~! I promise I won't be too rough~." They teased before stepping towards the door. Of course, the BFG playfully held the door open before giving a large bow."After you madam~..." His words were cringe worthy but they figured it would get under the petite flowers porcelain skin.

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♡ OUTSTANDING OUTFIT: Casual Afternoon

♦ THOROUGH THOUGHTS: Work Work Work~

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PostPosted: Sun Nov 25, 2018 10:46 am
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                                    Time had been ticking by while Camille seated themselves on the couch. Their concentration was entirely focused on the piece of news. Now, this snapdragon was certainly not someone who read the news. Such collections of information had never once interested her. At least, that was the case until she found out that a certain violet-haired girl was writing about their life. Now, Camille did know that a journalist had to write about certain things in order to get the paper to sell. Nothing in her seemed to insinuate that anything was false. Even the pieces about the interaction between her and Daniel weren’t entirely wrong. Well, the writing was littered with the editor’s remarks which could sway any reader’s opinion on the matter. ’What a shitty situation. I should have clocked that wench when I had the chance!’ Now the Hydra was regretting their choice of doing the interview. Either the other was always up in the wee bits of the morning or they intentionally timed their call. Was it possible that Becca knew that her defenses would be down? Unfortunately, it was completely possible.

                                    A jagged feeling ruptured on the petite’s shoulder. Looking back, the two were almost touching noses when she realized her own mistake. Shrugging the male off Camille was in no mood. ’Wait, is it possible that he sent information to the newspaper?’ Their pewter orbs flickered back to the screen as if to contemplate that information a bit more. ’I don’t know. He’s been here longer so he probably got his name put down in the paper before. It didn’t mention anything about being the owner of his bar in the Fall Festival portion. If people knew Dan well enough then they’d know he was the owner of that shitty bar. Could I have been set up? Who profits from this? What is her game?’ The Shusona was so concentrated on these questions as her anger began to be directed towards another member of their family. ”Not usually, but you’d ******** read it when your name pops up in the damn paper!” They were tempted to just slap the phone in the male’s face. Problem was that it was still connected to the outlet and wasn’t fully charged. This short dilemma saved the brunette from one of her usual beatings. At least they were able to use their hand to push the male’s face away. Whether he fell on his a** or not was up to him. Camille could care less about the man’s well-being. When someone like that was around you, and they possessed a handy regenerative ability, you start to care for them less and less. Almost like with the boy who cried wolf. As the male cries out that there is a wolf a number of times, the villagers began to distrust the boy. It wasn’t until something actually happens that the boy soon realizes that he should have never done what he had done. With Dan it was almost the same thing. The full extent of his regenerative abilities could have changed over the years. There was no way to say when anyone had gone to far in beating that guy’s a**. Mr. Black always seemed to shrug off his injuries that most people wouldn’t. What would happen when the day came that he really needed help, and the people around never took it seriously?

                                    Getting the gist of her message the giant gave the flower its space. Their teasing quickly came back to dance in the male’s tongue. Did he not learn? Not that what he said was wrong but it was just the matter to which the words were spoken. With their ashen lenses looking down at the half charged device, they accepted that it could be charged at work. Maybe there was a break room for the workers or an outlet by the bar. Either way, Camille was going to take advantage of the bar’s outlets. Unplugging the charger and their device, the Hydra strolled over to the male. With their hands by their side she easily kneeled Daniel in the family jewels. With that, all they wanted from this day was to be over and done with. The setting sun in the distance was already signaling the start of evening. Who knows if it would be night by the time they got to work.
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                                    Mood: Let this day remain uneventful or else I’m going to punch a damn hole in the wall!

                                    What the f- am I wearing: Uniform[white shirt with Logo of Sunshine Bar], blue jeans and last night’s boots

                                    I think I'm in: A shithole that I’m crashing at

                                    What moron is with me now: Owner

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