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I like my women like I like my
Absinthe
Bitter and intoxicating.

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âIâll make you a deal. Keep your mouth shut, donât annoy me and Iâll buy you all the alcohol you can stomach.â The words that left his lips could, truthfully, be considered way less than friendly - though, Damien did not give two fucks about it. He was annoyed enough as it was, heâd had a long day and wanted nothing than to loosen up without having to deal with any bodyâs incessant yapping.
Koraâs eyes flash, providing evidence of a wolf that lurked beneath her skin, one that longed to tear into the demon before her. His tone alone enough to irritate her, his goal seeming to be that he would annoy her for the rest of her days. Or, until the day she escaped Wayward. Placing elbows upon the table and carding her fingers, she places her chin above them as she peers across at him, finding that she quite likes the thought of draining his pockets dry, at least - for an evening.Â
âWhat happens when I canât stomach it any longer - will you care for me after? Carry me home?â Their back and forth is normal, neither seemingly able to help themselves when it came to taunting the other. She could sense something was wrong though, she just didnât know what. The whole town was on edge, herself included ever since the festival.
"Nah. I'll just drop you in a ditch or something. If you're lucky, a civilian might pick you up and tend to you -- if I am lucky, maybe you die. Hopefully, if you don't and just end up getting injured then I might have to see you at the RMC and that would be inconvenient on a whole other level." The grin that stretched across Damien's face was nothing short of patronizing. Getting on every last one of Kora's nerve was mayhaps his favorite passtime -- It was a far better alternative to a lot of the other activities he liked to engage in. "But, look at the bright side, you'll be so drunk you won't even care which one of the two it'll actually be. That is, if you hold on to your end of the deal and keep that pretty mouth shut. I don't need your constant blabber to build a headache on me. Capishe, Kori? "
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âYou ought to be more careful.â Damienâs hands went on to smooth over the fabric of his suit jacket, the guy had been on his way to find himself a suitable plaything when his body clashed against another. Now, thankfully, this was his day off from work, so the demon was in a less than foul mood what with not having to deal with the pressure that came with working at the RMC, for a whole 24 houra, therefore it wasnât like he was going to throw one of his classic bitchfits over something as significant. âClumsy isnât something you would want to be, in a place like this.â
  âYes, sir.â He nodded his head in understanding. If he was lucky, the man might let him go with a simple warning rather than choose to punish him for his behavior. The only upside of being dumped at Wayward Rose was that his body healed faster than it ever had before. He at least had that to hold onto. âI promise it will not happen again.â It was unlike him to be so clumsy anyway.
Sucking in a deep breath, Damien cracked his neck to the side, balancing out his choices. Now, of course, he could always be an unreasonable fuck and give the guy hell about this - or, he could just be a normal fucking person. Usually, Damien would have gone for the former - finding it far more entertaining. But right now? He didn't fucking feel like breaking a Chattel. He was looking for fun. "Yadda Yadda. How about you join me for a drink? Maybe if you loosen up a little you won't be bumping into everybody like that anymore. Come on, get with the tempo."

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"I'll make you a deal. Keep your mouth shut, don't annoy me and I'll buy you all the alcohol you can stomach." The words that left his lips could, truthfully, be considered way less than friendly - though, Damien did not give two fucks about it. He was annoyed enough as it was, he'd had a long day and wanted nothing than to loosen up without having to deal with any body's incessant yapping.
   âYou can have it.â
  Duke quickly passed over what was left of his food to the other Chattel who had growled at him for it. A werewolf if his assumptions were correct. The werewolves had been acting testy as of late. It was better to simply give it up and return to his apartment where he could sit in peace for a little while before reporting to work. It wasnât as if he usually ate all of his food anyway.
  Standing from the table, Darragh turned to dart out of the room before he found himself running into someone. Blood drained from his face and his eyes immediately dropped to the ground in submission. âI apologize.â
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"You ought to be more careful." Damien's hands went on to smooth over the fabric of his suit jacket, the guy had been on his way to find himself a suitable plaything when his body clashed against another. Now, thankfully, this was his day off from work, so the demon was in a less than foul mood what with not having to deal with the pressure that came with working at the RMC, for a whole 24 houra, therefore it wasn't like he was going to throw one of his classic bitchfits over something as significant. "Clumsy isn't something you would want to be, in a place like this."