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@barbwireandblood
About: independent oc roleplay blog. somewhat selective, pretty chill. not really sure how to introduce or describe myself and I suppose that kinda does. 26 cis male.
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Ana was stuck unless this being outside felt generous enough to move the metal. "Turn". She motioned with her one hand the movement and then pointed to the door. "Fuel compromised". The ship warned. "Consider fueling up". Ana hoisted the bag tighter on her back and then, grabbed a belt and secured it over her abdomen where she felt she needed the extra pressure. "Warning. Warning. Cabin depressurized". The ship suddenly alarmed. She jumped initially until she dragged her eyes back to the hatch.
The creature seemed to be trying to communicate to him. He glanced up where it was looking at realized it was probably asking him to open the door. He hesitated, but when he saw it was distracted by something he reached up and grabbed the lever. It was still warm from falling to the surface but he was able to turn it. The loud hissing startled him and he quickly backed away from the wreck. Had he had a weapon on him he would've had it ready, since he didn't he was at least prepared to run.
She moved the weapon away when she heard the word personal. Then, she got off her horse with agile and grace. "Personal? $100 sounds personal to me". Robin looked back at the beggar, imagining what the scrawny man could do to make it on a bounty hunter's personal hitlist. "Humor me. What did he do?".
"Well like I said, he ran when I was trying to be nice. Insulted my horse too, and he takes personal offense to that." He patted his horses neck, just as he snorted and bounced his head like he was agreeing with his rider. Big was an understatement in regard to his horse, a dark clay red coat with dark leather gear made him an intimidating sight. "If I let him he'd probably bite his ear off, or just trample him." His horse snorted again, pawing the ground. He seemed to be watching the man on the ground, lowering his head almost threateningly.
Turning his horses head, then hopping out the saddle, his kept his hands where they could see them. "Look, I understand you put in some work to get here, why don't we cut a deal?" As he spoke he stepped to the back of his horse, and opened a saddle bag slowly, pulling out some white linen and a long strip of cloth. "Why don't we both bring him in and we can split the bounty. At this point him hanging concerns me more than the money."
The being-thing pressed it's hands up in the air as though it was surrendering. Ana couldn't be too sure. Mannerisms were different - this could be anything, but she could see this thing was unarmed. She tapped the glass, feeling dizzy. "Oxygen source compromised". She brought her hand up quickly and discarded the helmet, breathing in gulps of air.
"75% nitrogen, 25% oxygen". She repeated, thankfully the ship had been right about the air. Ana looked around, finding the hatch to get out was above her. "I need out". She whispered to herself, knowing this blue thing had no concept of her language. She reached up one handed to the hatch, trying to figure out how to open it. "It's ...outside". She realized, dread creeping in.
He watched in mild horror as the creature seemed to remove part of its head, only to realize it was some sort of helmet. Now he could see very long black hair on its head, as it seemed to be talking and looking around. He took the chance of it being distracted to try and get his leg out of the soil. Maybe it realized he was free and could get away because it looked right at him once his leg was out and he froze again. Without the blade it was a little less threatening, but even so he still had no idea what it was capable of. It seemed to have been reaching for the door he had been heading to before. He glanced up at it, only daring to look away for a moment, and saw there was some sort of lever on it. Maybe this creature was trying to get out, and maybe he should help it. Maybe it wanted out to kill him though, or maybe it had some disease that should stay inside. Whatever its intentions he couldn't help but feel like he should be helping it.
Adrianna yelled out a ‘have a good day at work, baby!’ before the door swung shut, and she buried herself under the blankets. She woke up just in time for her to hurry downstairs and make him lunch, which she planned to bring to him during his shift. It was the small things like this that she loved doing for him, and she snapped the clasps of the lunchbox shut. Normally, she sent him a text message to tell him that she was coming, but she was already running late and forgot. The bar where he worked was just a couple of blocks away from the dance studio, so she didn’t mind making a quick detour. She let herself in and began heading to the back, where she usually found him. "Baby? Are you in here?"
The bar had only opened a few minutes before but there were already a couple regulars chilling at the bar drinking a beer when she came in. Daniel smiled to himself when he heard her voice. "Yeah, back here!" He called from the back storage room behind the bar. He was in the middle of swapping a keg out. He finished just as she walked in, standing up to greet her with a kiss.
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She had found the bounty, easier than expected. With a little flirting here and there, it wasn't too hard to track down the site. Though, she hadn't expected him to be already shot with another hunter nearby. Although appearing friendly, she stayed vigilant.
Fortunately, this wasn't her first rodeo. Robin had been covered head to toe, her hair and face primarily hidden. The only thing that would've given her away might have been her short small stature, but it didn't come up in conversation much when her gun had been posted at her side or in the face of someone else. She took out her gun and pointed it at the wanted man as if to ask the other 'this yours?'.
The man cried out. "Shoot me. I'd rather die than go back". Robin cocked the weapon back, glancing over at the other hunter. "How much are you getting offered?".
"$100. Alive, so I would appreciate it if you didn't point your gun at his head." With the slightest bit of stress on the word 'head' he tried to make it clear he didn't care about the gun as much where its bullet would end up. He dared to take a small step closer, hands still up though he body visibly relaxed a bit since they'd shown they were at least amenable to talking.
"I've been tracking this guy for just shy of a week now, and I caught up to him a day and a half ago. Chased him for a while before he managed to get a shot in me and I fell behind." He paused just a moment to look at the man in the dirt, still gripping his bleeding calf. "So this is a little personal, and I'd like to get him back so I can watch him hang." He didn't actually know if he was going to hang but he was as sure wanted to make sure he got whatever was coming to him.
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It was already evening when he'd caught back up to him. A small wisp of smoke winding up through some trees was enough of a sign to get him off his horse, taking his rifle with him. As he neared the top of the small ridge he got down and crawled until he could just see over the top. Sure enough a small campfire was visible through the trees at the edge of the woods. Looking through his scope confirmed it was in fact the mark he'd been chasing all of yesterday and today. Since he was wanted alive he aimed at his leg, but just as he was about to squeeze the trigger, he shifted. Something spooked him, because now he was standing, looking around, hand over his pistol. Daniel watched for a few moments as he stepped closer, out of the trees, pistol now drawn. He scanned the trees but he couldn't see anyone else through his scope. The bounty seemed to relax and started to move back towards his little fire, giving the perfect shot. He hit the ground yelling, clutching the back of his calf, and Daniel was quick to call his horse and hop on. He glanced back just before he climbed into the saddle, and cursed under his breath as he saw someone else coming out of the trees, with their own rifle pointed at his bounty. He rode up quick, hands up to show he didn't plan on shooting, even if he wanted to. "Whoa there buddy! I appreciate the hustle, but I shot this one. He's mine." He did his best to sound nice and even apologetic hoping they'd be nice enough to let him take the bounty without a fight.
Ana took a second before she crawled on the ship's floor. Her fingers closed around a knife, putting it in her pocket. Then, she grabbed a bag and put some things she could scavenge. The ship was not going anywhere anytime soon, but she worried about creatures being drawn from the noise of crashing down.
Her hands went to her helmet, finding it still intact. Suit also intact. Making her way to the front, she was able to find an escape spot. Though, she was not prepared for the surprise of the terrain. Beneath her hands had been what appeared like dirt and patches of plants. She stood up, carefully.
She turned her wrist, finding the suit watch and running through the gadgets. "The air is 75% Nitrogen, 25% Oxygen, and some other trace elements found. Temperature is currently running-". Her eyes snapped up when she heard rustling. Almost as immediate as it happened, she took out the knife and held it. Did her crew mates land here? Was this something else? "Who's there?" She called out.
He grunted as he accidentally slid down the loose dirt pushing it into the side of the ship. Looking up at what looked to be a door that he was trying to reach it was still too far. He let out a sigh and managed to unbury his foot and climb back up the small embankment the ship had created, and moved further to his right up the hill. Another door was almost entirely buried so it couldn't be opened, but a little further up there was a large rectangular window and on the other side, a second door near the ground. As he stepped over the loose soil to get past the first door he slid again, this time smacking into the window. He grunted and tried to pull his foot out when he froze as he saw something from the corner of his eye move inside. Turning his head slowly he saw someone, or more clearly some*thing*, inside pointing a blade at him. It was pale, almost colorless, except for the head which was pinkish around what had to be the face. He couldn't pull his foot out of the soil without pressing against the window, and whatever was inside didn't seem to like that so he just put his hands up and leaned against the mound, studying the creature insides movements.
Lexi shrugged, smiling. "Whenever you're finished with work," she told him. Seeing him hurrying his next motions, she giggled. "You don't have to rush, you know. I can wait for you." If he was worried about her not being in the mood, he didn't have to be. It was probably one of the perks of dating someone like her: when she was horny, she stayed horny until she was satisfied. "Or maybe...have you ever wondered what it was like to get sucked off while you're behind the counter?" She wiggled her eyebrows at him. Maybe he hadn't yet, but ever since they started dating, she'd thought about it a few times. It was only now that she got the chance to bring it up.
"I... have not wondered that, no. But I definitely am now." He could definitely find more stuff to do at the counter if she wanted to. And now he definitely wanted her to. He knew she was patient but he still hated to make her wait at all, especially when she was being so damn hot. Even if he had more dishes to do at this point he might not be able to focus anymore with an offer like that. Daniel never really watched porn but when she made suggestions like that he wondered if he should, just so he could try and suggest things to her. Although maybe watching something together could be a suggestion...
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Anastasia was woken abruptly when the ship lurched and her ears were met with the alarms. She faintly heard the buzz of the radio, but the frequencies were cutting in and out. Her feet pattered to the main room of the ship, finding her others trying to fix the issue. "No...what happened?".
"SYSTEMS IN CRITICAL MODE". The words flashed in red over the screen. The captain spoke clearly into the radio, attempting to send a distress signal. It was futile, especially in the chaos of everyone attempting to override the ship in a manual mode.
"The ship miscalculated...threw us into an asteroid field. It wouldn't-the override wasn't working". Someone cried out. "ENGINE FAILURE". The words flashed, followed by what was felt by the crew. Anastasia caught herself as the ship lurched forward again. "What are we...". Her eyes landed to the space around them.
The captain made the executive decision, standing abruptly. "The pods. Everyone to their station". It was almost immediate. As though the captain's words eased the crew. Escape. Though, Ana's stomach twisted as she looked at the state of hers. Damaged. Out of Order. She felt the stare of her teammate and looked over, nodding a It's okay. This would be it for her. She helped her crewmates into their pods, overriding the system to allow them to escape. Another sacrifice she could give them for a chance to live. After the pod left the ship, she made her way back to the main foyer.
"DANGER. DANGER. DANGER" The ship blared as she strapped into the captain's seat. She found herself unable to steer away from whatever planet lay ahead. The atmosphere gripped onto the hull, pulling it in as it plummeted. She pressed the helmet down onto her suit and sent out one last message. Then, her eyes closed and she braced for impact.
The next time she opened her eyes, she sat hovering above the ground. The ship sitting at an awkward angle. Her ribs and torso felt raw. Sore. She only imagined what the impact had on her. Her hand reached to unbuckle and when she did, she attempted to catch herself. Though it was poorly done. Her arm settled to her midsection as she breathed through the pain.
A flash of light and a streak of smoke between the pinkish clouds was the only sign of something until a dull roar slowly became louder and louder. Standing on a hill, he'd put his tools down almost a minute before as he watched someone or something careen towards the surface. He was already mounted up and heading towards what was about to be the landing site, or crater, when it hit. A shockwave, a thundering crash, and the rumble of the ground made him pause for a moment, before he hurried on towards it. The ship, at least it looked like a ship, seemed fairly intact for what had just happened. Whatever was buried in the black soil was probably destroy but the rest seemed to only be scratched up and a little burnt. He was cautious as he wandered his way around the wreckage, looking for some way in or a sign of life inside.
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She giggled and pressed a hand over her mouth. "S-so sweet," Seine slurred, but she allowed him to guide her back to the table. After sitting down, she leaned back and groaned, her eyes closing. Similar drinks in her realm weren't as strong, just enough to warm her blood. It was why they were only drunk when she needed to venture to deeper, icier waters, not during a social event.
Leaning back did very little to ease her dizziness, and she leaned forward just as she felt something move from the corner of her eye. She turned, her vision bleary, but she smiled just in case it was either the helpful waiter from earlier or someone she probably knew. "Whaaat...is...work-wo-work-king?"
She blinked once and then twice in an effort to clear her vision, and she held her hand out. Seine barely remembered that she was going to be given water, but in the back of her mind, she was thinking that that sounded really good right now. The first few sips did little, but it wasn't until she had finished the entire glass that she felt leagues better, the water rejuvenating her entire form. Seina groaned again and leaned forward, resting her head on the table. "I'm...so...sorry," she managed to say.
Once he got her back into her seat, and he was she she wasn't going to just slide back off, he hurried back to the bar to get her a glass of water. There was a pitcher with iced water ready to go, so he returned to her quick. A soft sigh escaped him as she began to drink it. The question she asked was... hard to answer to say the least so he just sort of mumbled a vague 'I don't know' sound. She seemed to be drunk enough she wouldn't have understood if he actually explained. He looked around again to see if any of his coworkers could help but they were all still occupied. Daniel visibly relaxed as she seemed to sober up a bit, though he worried for a moment she was going to throw up as she leaned forward. "It's ok miss. Can I get you anything else?" This wasn't the sort of drunk he was used to, but he still wanted to make sure she was alright before he just left her alone. Even if it was a wedding something could still happen and he couldn't let that happen.
She paused her note-taking and looked up, lifting her eyebrows a little to indicate that she wanted him to elaborate. Carla took things like this very seriously; she couldn’t afford to be anything but. Their family was expanding their operations, and loyalty and capability were two things they valued the most. And considering the bar they were planning to open up would serve as the front of most of their dealings, the man behind the counter needed to be someone they had complete trust and faith in. “Would those aspects have taught you how to handle chaos? Violence? The possibility of having guns pointed at your face?”
He did his best to not react to the guns part, especially since he wasn't normally easily scared. "Chaos, yes, violence? I suppose, Guns? No, not really. But I don't scare easy, which is what I assume you mean." He took a breath, hoping that didn't sound as bad to her as it felt coming out of his mouth. "My last job we really tried to enforce being a safe space for women, so we had a zero tolerance for any harassment or anything. So I'm used to kicking people out, and them trying to get violent. I can handle myself better than most." All of that was true which helped Daniel sound and feel more confident. Hopefully it was enough to convince her.
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Lexi didn’t see anything amiss when she returned. Daniel was still there, cleaning, and she kissed him on the cheek in greeting before going to their room. It wasn’t until she pulled out the drawer where she’d kept the new lingerie that she paused; she distinctly remembered placing the pack under her new bras from VS, not on top. However, it wasn’t a big deal, and she ended up taking the teal lingerie out and putting it on.
“Baby?” she called, sauntering out of their bedroom and following the noises he was making until she found him. “Think you can take a break for a bit?” Lexi smirked and leaned against the doorway, even turning to the side to pose provocatively and push her ass out.
The lingerie felt a little too small for her, but it also meant that her figure looked fucking fabulous in it. Her ass was rounder, and her big tits looked close to falling out of the bra. “Don’t think we’ve fucked since last night, and I miss you already,” Lexi continued with a groan. It wasn’t unusual for her to try and seduce him throughout the day. When she wasn’t filming, her sex drive was still going, which meant that she wanted and needed to be fucked at least once a day. Thankfully, Daniel seemed to never have any problem keeping up with her; if anything, she thought that he was indulging her more than she deserved.
Daniel had his head down over the sink finishing washing up the leftover dishes from lunch and that mornings breakfast when she he heard her calling him. "Yeah we can take a break, I'm just finishing up these..." His voice trailed off as he finally looked up and saw her. He was mid word when he paused so his mouth was half open as his eyes scanned every inch of her. If he wasn't so stunned by her he might've recognized what lingerie she was wearing. Without taking his eyes off her he rinsed his hands off, turned off the sink, and grabbed a hand towel to dry his hands. "Of course baby. We can take a very, long break." With the towel put back, he pulled his shirt off as he began walking towards her, his eyes locked on her perfect ass. Most days he wore jeans but he was glad he wore some old workout pants because they were fast and easy to get off, and she could also get a great view of his, reaction, to her lingerie. "Are we taking this break in the bed, the couch, or just right here?" His hands went straight to her hips, pulling her close as he kissed her gently. If she took too long to decide he was about to decide for her already.
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“How many years have you been working as a bartender?” Carla had started writing a few notes on a fresh page, and she started by putting in his name and contact number. They had to let their last bartender go after her brother caught him not only stealing money but also trying to make moves on his girl. With their bar being one of their strongest sources of income, she was feeling a little pressured to find the ideal replacement as soon as possible.
"5 this year. Before that I did just about every other job there was, so besides drink making I have lots more experience in all other aspects." Daniel might've been nervous rambling now, but she was a little bit intimidating. Not physically of course, he was quite a bit taller than her, but her reputation and mannerisms radiated an aura shrewd intelligence and perception, enough to scare any man she wanted. He'd heard some rumors about how the last guy was 'let go' for stealing and trying to put his parts in places they shouldn't have been. At least that was something that'd be easy to not mess up.
