Kit Prince

This is an independent original character. Mun and muse are WAY over the age of 21 and are willing to write with those who are the same. Fair warning however, this blog will contain mature themes and only mature audiences are appreciated. This is also a multi-ship and multi-verse roleplay. Please message if you’re interested and thank you kindly. Lastly, we’re here to write and have fun and will not entertain any unnecessary asks, so please, if you have nothing nice to say, just leave us be. Thank you again.

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The Gold Rush, with Blanton's Single Barrel Bourbon

He chuckled softly, but he was happy she understood. Despite how he earned most of his scars, he was quite ashamed of his past and saw them all as nothing more than penance for his sins - despite what others tried convincing him of otherwise. He didn't exactly see the storied behind them as moral boosters, so he was always appreciative of Kit's acceptance to move beyond his avoidance of rehashing them.

He laughed again and shook his head at her predicament. "Reyes?" he asked knowingly. "He did the same thing to me when I first started. I feel your pain," he told her as his laugh died down, taking a drink. "He's just hazing you. It won't last too long," he assured her. "But if you want to give him a taste of his own medicine, he's not a fan of garlic," he offered in counterintelligence. "Ah, nothing happy as usual, but what is in homicide," he started answering her. "We got another cold case. This time from Virginia back in '04. They have DNA, so there's hope we can find the guy who did it, but it's been over twenty years so who knows. There isn't much else to go on though, so they have us going through the 23andme database to try and find a family match out there somewhere," he went on, telling her about as much as he could on the case.

Garlic huh? Well she could do that and in abundance too. There was that very fabulous little Italian place just around the corner....Kit had only gone after work up to now, maybe she'd start nipping by at lunch time too, order a Busiate cu l'Agghia to take back to her desk.....there was an idea. Reyes usually smug face would be a bloody picture!

For now though, she'd focus on keeping Oscar in conversation, suspecting the distraction was welcomed as a 'come down' after his first therapy session (even if it was about his often morbid line of work).

*YAY! It's the WEEKEND! And what is even better is......I have the house to myself! BLISS! In honour of that rarity, pizza is ordered, wine is poured, there is a distinct lack of footy on the tv and I'm going to dick about on here again tonight cos I can do as I bloody well please for a change .

ROAST!

"You’ve got a face that gets you out of trouble, but a body that gets you right back into it.............(the good kind)"

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