F. Ryland Alenko

I bet you’d look beautiful, covered in blood

                                   Ｗｈｙ  ｄｏｎ＇ｔ  ｙｏｕ ｆｅａｒ  ｍｅ？

(Tied up with ribbons meme - omg, hilarious) He blatantly stared at the skin that was exposed between the the colorful ribbons, his arms across his chest, a rare smirk on his face. He didn't pity her one bit, it was fucking hilarious. Finally, he squatted down next to the tied up woman and ripped the label off her mouth. "Care to explain how this happened, Shepard? Not that I'm complaining." Nor was he moving very fast to untie the ribbons. He wondered if they would fall away to reveal even more

She shook her head to the offer of medical supplies. Some bruises had never stopped her before. “No thank you. I’ve dealt with much worse in the past.” Leaning against one of the walls, she yawned gently; being out wasn’t always as good as a proper sleep. 

He watched her turn away and then flipped on his omni-tool. He synced with his security data feeds...adn growled at finding nothing. The data feeds had been cut. Had it been a professional then the feeds would have continued and showed nothing, due to clever manipulation, but nor was whomever did this a novice, for they knew how to locate the cameras and how to interrupt the live feeds. 

(Tied up with ribbons meme - omg, hilarious) He blatantly stared at the skin that was exposed between the the colorful ribbons, his arms across his chest, a rare smirk on his face. He didn't pity her one bit, it was fucking hilarious. Finally, he squatted down next to the tied up woman and ripped the label off her mouth. "Care to explain how this happened, Shepard? Not that I'm complaining." Nor was he moving very fast to untie the ribbons. He wondered if they would fall away to reveal even more

As each ribbon was loosened, she slowly stretched out and rolled different joints on her body. She didn’t know exactly how long she had been like that but it was definitely long enough to make her muscles go stiff in places; it had not been a comfortable position at all. She grasped his hand and stood, continuing to stretch herself. Frankly, she had been in worse situations so this was a walk in the park; she had died once already and nothing could top that.

Her stretching drew his attention back to her body. He watched unabashedly for a moment, before heading up the stairs to grab her  a shirt. Not that he didn’t prefer her naked. He was a man. He was alive. And they were alone. He certainly wasn’t against an enjoyable fuck, if she was interested. He was, however, concerned how someone was able to get past his security measures, but there seemed no imminent danger and the matter could be investigated later. When he’d checked for messages he’d updated his security. 

(Tied up with ribbons meme - omg, hilarious) He blatantly stared at the skin that was exposed between the the colorful ribbons, his arms across his chest, a rare smirk on his face. He didn't pity her one bit, it was fucking hilarious. Finally, he squatted down next to the tied up woman and ripped the label off her mouth. "Care to explain how this happened, Shepard? Not that I'm complaining." Nor was he moving very fast to untie the ribbons. He wondered if they would fall away to reveal even more

He nodded. “That would do it. I don’t drink. I don’t like letting my guard down.”  A Christmas hooker. He’d nearly let out a bark of laughter, but it came out a snort. He didn’t laugh much and it felt odd when it did happen. Were he a gentleman, he’d have found a blanket and tossed it on her. His brother would have been blushing, probably stumbling over himself until he could cover her up. Soft. He was comfortable without clothes on, so didn’t give it a second thought. His fingers deftly began removing the knots from the tied ribbons. After they began to loosen and fall away, he held out his hand to her to help her up. 

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Rine was ready when he came in throwing his jabs. She was able to block most of them but was caught off guard by the swipe of his foot knocking her legs. If she had been a hair slower she wouldn’t have been able to grab hold of his arms and twist herself around, using his momentum as he stood with her own weight to slam him down on the mat like a twisted mess of limbs.

His mind flashed to a method of freeing himself, but he forced himself to let himself be dropped, because if he’d done what he was trained to do, he probably would have broken her in half. But there was little time to think, because he’d already landed hard on the mat, with her wrapped around him and not in a pleasant way. His eye twitched when she dug into his wound over his right ribs. Clever girl. He considered raising his legs up and over his head to grab her neck, but didn’t want to risk breaking either of their necks. Not for a sparring match. He gritted his teeth and pushed into her hold until it felt the tension near the breaking point. HIs muscles flexed and yanked his arms from her grasp. If that hand’t of worked, he have dislocated his shoulder to get free. He didn’t tolerate being held down. At all. 

[Text] What's with you and all the smiley faces?

He grunted at the blow to his kidney. “Nice shot.” Legs spread, knees slightly bent, rather than holding his arms close to his chest, like a boxer, they too were slightly bent, waist high, his side to her, his muscles flexed and ready. “My brother wouldn’t lift a hand against you, princess.” 

[Text] What's with you and all the smiley faces?

Rine ducks her head, catching his leg and delivers a sharp blow to the side of his knee. She would have rolled out of the way of the kick but wanted to stand her ground and was impressed to see he was willing to make such a bold move. She had expected him to take it slow but she liked his form and was excited to see what he had. She hasn’t expected the force most took it easy on her but she wouldn’t make the same mistake again.

[Text] What's with you and all the smiley faces?

Rine smirks as she eyes the man taking in his appearance the way he just oozes confidence and what she could only give it the incorrect title of hate. She nods listening to him as she tightens the straps on her gloves, as Hert’s instructions filter into her mind like all the times he had taught her how to hold her own. 

No holds. He gave her a brisk nod. It wouldn’t have been his first choice, He’d have to be more disciplined, more  focused and not let it take control of him. Doubtful the galaxy would approve if he killed Commander Shepard. “No one sees all my moves.”