Kenzie Pinera RP

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* The vibe was correct, Blame is, in fact, a little stupid. He might be ‘eloquently’ spoken at times, but he does tend to be stupid or dumb at times, considering who he is. He extended his own hand to accept Kenzie’s open hand, giving a slight laugh when she mentioned the phrase 'Too big a dick’. *

“My name’s Blame, I’m 22, and when I die, I’m goin’ to Hell for life, playa.”

* Surprisingly, Kenzie looked a little cuter than he would’ve thought, although that wouldn’t stop him from talking the exact same way as he always does. *

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{♥} – Kenzie raised the defined lines of her pigmented brows as his larger hand enclasped her more feminine one into the handshake, ❝Ey, Blame, dat’s God’s decision! You don’t know where you’s endin’ up till your time comes! Plenty’a people out there wanna tell me I’m goin’ ta Hell, too! I jus’ say fuck ‘em! Dey don’t know me, dey don’t know my life! I mean, what you done that's so darn terrible dat nobody else would’a done in your situation, eh?❞ Kenzie’s jaw hung slack for a fleeting moment as a pensive expression passed over her features. She didn’t know him well, but something about the self-proclaimed Hellgoer piqued her attention. Her hand dropped back down to her side as she spoke again. ❝...Y’know what? Why don’t ya come back ta mine ‘n’ talk it over a nice, warmin’ cuppa tea? Get t’know each other a bit better ‘n’ d’likes. I’m, uh...a bit of a tea specialist, if I do say so m’self!❞ Her lips closed to form a tight-lipped smile, head tilted upwards in self-confidence. She’d spent ages perfecting her new blend, and she’d love to find a new human guinea pig to test it out on.

* ..Well shit, he assumed her gender and now felt a little bad. He watched as she came up to him, observing her in a sense. When she revealed her hair, He was Honestly a little stunned–Oh? Pinera territory..? He didn’t even fuckin’ realize what she meant for 2 whole ass seconds. He watched her tap him on the arm, a tiny bit confused. *

“..Yo, Sorry for assumin’ your gender and shit–So you’re aimin’ to be friends with me, dawg?”

* He couldn’t help but be a bit surprised, he didn’t expect somebody like this to tell him he had an ego that was too big. *

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{♥} – ❝Oh, boy!❞ Kenzie exclaimed with an accompanying laugh. She could tell that she had her work cut out with this one. Was it her or did this guy give off the vibe that he was just a little bit stupid? She had to admit, it was somewhat endearing, but that was probably down to him reminding her so fondly of her Brother. 

The teenager crossed her arms non-confrontationally over her chest; just a force of habit, as she nodded once in affirmation, ❝Yeah, or sumthin’ like it! I’m Kenzie.❞ The brunette then extended her tanned hand towards him, the rings that adorned her fingers glistening expensively with each ray of sun that hit them, ❝What d’you call ya’self, Mr. “Too Big A Dick”?❞ she beamed gorgeously.

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*...Damn. They really just called him out. That shit hurt him, lmao – He just looks at the stranger with a semi death glare because holy shit, how dare they just say that to him- *

“...You know what, fuck you, dawg. You don’t even got the balls to say that shit without that fuckin’ gray ass mask on, motherfucker. I might have a bit of a damn ego, but I don’t fuckin’ need your dumbass callin’ me out, dumbass.”

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{♥} – A feminine scoff from beneath the aforementioned mask could be audibly heard as the figure shifted her feet where she stood, one leg jutting out to the side & bent slightly at the knee, another denotation of the likelihood of her having a female form. Slowly, she took the rubber of the party mask into her expensively manicured hand & pulled it up & over her head, revealing her smooth, brunette hair & half-turned smile.

❝Balls? I’m a girl, dumb-shit!❞ Kenzie pointed out with another one of her melodic laughs meant to jab at his ego. She stepped up to him, her heeled boots giving her a slight boost in height, yet she was nowhere near as tall as the thug before her...although, he didn’t seem to perturb her for whatever reason, despite being from a different gang. The Pineras hadn’t had any issues with this guy yet, but Kenzie wasn’t taking any chances & wanted to make their position clear. ❝See dis here?❞ Kenzie pointed downwards with her finger, tapping the ground with her foot, ❝Dis is Pinera territory.❞ Her eyes locked with his as she tossed her long, flowing hair behind her shoulder, its sleekly conditioned lushness resplendent beneath the sunlight as her dazzling smile shone up at him, ❝We don’t want no trouble wit’ you, but if sumthin’s amiss, you bet we’ll notice it before anyone else even blinks. We have the potential to be very good friends...so, let’s not do nuthin’ to ruin that, hm?❞ Kenzie reached out to tap him firmly on the arm to solidify the promise of a worthwhile friendship between their families.

Blinking a few times, he tried to gather her words into some form of understanding. Still a challenge. Her accent seemed ridiculous to him. “I can tell you’re insulting me…but I’m just not sure how? Seems like it’d be pretty good with how much conviction you’re obviously putting into it, but…I didn’t catch it, sorry. When was the last time you went to school? This one wonders. Do you even attend school?”

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{♥} – ❝I’m a New Yorker - not illiterate.❞ Kenzie pointedly clarified, habitually turning the sterling silver ring on her forefinger, ❝That bein’ said, I wouldn’t s’pect ya to know, given English don’t seem to be ya strong-suit. What are ya, like, from da middle ages or some shit?❞ she laughed melodically, then stood up from her seat at the bar to snake a coquette arm around him, sighing dreamily, ❝Ahh, but dat ain’t important...you an’ me prob’ly got more in common than we’s think! For example - what’re ya drinkin’?❞ she winked, raising her glass to exhibit much of the same. ❝Ya see? We ain’t so different...❞

Her words were as warming and reassuring as the cup of tea, and Spencer could feels his shoulders relaxing further. Perhaps it was naive to trust the words of a stranger so instantaneously, but somehow he was swept away by them. Why didn’t his father speak with the same gentle encouragement and a soft smile? Why did he encourage his son to fear that higher power, instead of seeking refuge in it? Perhaps Anthony Sullivan was just scared too — in which case, maybe he ought to talk to this stranger here… “I —- I don’t often hear that…” The young man smiled timidly as hesitant fingers wrapped around the warm cup. “That’s really —– nice…” A limp word for a writer, particularly when it was so much more than ‘nice’, but that was all Spencer could find for now. “A–and, uh —- can I ———sorry —- can I ask you another question?”

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{♥} – Kenzie often felicitated herself on the ever-dazzling lights of her amounting accomplishments. Perhaps, that was why she loved God so much. He had breathed strength in to her when she most needed it, and it had set her up for a life of luxury - albeit one also of blood & guts, but glory - oh, the glory! That was why her faith stayed so strong. She was living, breathing proof of God’s existence, and why self-courage was something to be endorsed by the Heaven. If Spencer knew about the crimson stains her erroneous sense of faith had led her to spill across the streets of New York, then maybe - just maybe, he wouldn’t take so much promise from her guidance.

It was a thoughtful answer, and certainly not at all what he had been expecting; some seemed to cling so tightly to old tradition that it looked like times would never change — or perhaps that was just his family. Either way, Spencer’s shoulders relaxed slightly. “I —- I guess so, yeah, I just ——- d’you think that —— he’d guide you e–even if —- you’re not sure?…” Cue a frown and a quiet cough, as he did his best to consider his words. “I mean, for me, I’m just —– I’m not sure what I believe…”

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“Never thought about it that way. Now my brain hurts.”

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{♥} – ❝What d’ya think about violet chamomile? Too floral...?❞

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Dru laughed as the girl ranted. “Your brother?” She was amused. “You assume I’m interested in him.” She couldn’t help but be amused. “Dear girl, you are not a wolf. Nor are you a nightmare.” Dru dared a step closer. “Let me make it clear, girly, I have no interest in you dear brother. Though, I could make your lives interesting if you wish.”

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