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@we.makeup eyeliner in cleo black & @we.makeup liquid lipstick in linosa pink #killerliner (presso Castel di Sangro)
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"Is there a reason why 8 people have come to my hotel room."
I've heard enough pitching and catching jokes from old puerto rican men to know where this is going [closed]
It seemed as though going through the motions for [weeks? months? forever? in matters of time constraints and the like, sometimes, if he was the brooding type, Kondo would have felt the panic and the anxiety seep in to the marrow of his very bones. Had it always been this way? Would it always remain this way? This isn't some kinda rose + 2 girls 1 anything kind of spell for a hairy guy with chompers via magic, y'know. He knew something was wrong, that it hadn't always been this way, it hadn't, it hadn't, no matter how much his own silence spread until he nearly forgot, something had to give! Right...?] all this time hadn't done enough to shake Kondo out of the few remaining character traits of his. Not to mention brushing his ass hair with 50 strokes every night never quite left his soul.
Patrolling the city and getting beaten by grandmas and little kids alike was one thing, but on a calm (for Arcadios, anyway, there were no dinosaurs wrecking havoc in the streets so relatively peaceful) afternoon like this Kondo got the downright kooky, impulsive idea in his hairy head to waltz right over to the Village of Strength's infamous Pit O' Hard Knocking Balls, sketch out a modest and lopsided baseball diamond in the dirt with his shoe, and toss around the closest thing he could find to a baseball. Which turned out to be a coconut that grew into the shape of N*c C**e's face, or at least pree-teee damn close resemblance. It was equally a bummer and an honor, and Kondo wasn't holding back, for the star's likeness or possible reincarnation could take numerous blows to his career so what was a toss or two?
Matter of fact, as he caught the nutty fru- veg-...pseudo sports gear barehanded for the countless time, he decided another test was in order. With a makeshift bat of some kind. N*c C**e could certainly take a few blows before the go, right? Right. This in mind he let his expressionless gaze flicker across the pit, gorilla eye out for any sort of random stick or pillar or Elder around to use as a bat.
He wouldn't know what was going to hit him very soon if it came up and tore a chunk of his ass hair out. Instincts honed as they were, he failed to catch the movement behind him of a familiar figure. Batter up.
"LINE-DRIVE!" [Our Hero suddenly yelled with such a great excitement, she swore her body had shuddered. A quick and clean swing of her bat hit the incubus' back, possibly breaking a bone or two]
And on this day? Barry may have finally been defeated.
N O T
There was a good chance that Barry wasn't even hit.. Instead? He now stood behind the Hero... If, by chance, she had hit him... He was still in one piece. His body had healed as quickly as he'd been struck.
❝ Now I wonder.. What I could have done to provoke this encounter... ❞
But tonight, Hero.. You may as well be dancing with the devil himself. Barry does not take kindly to surprise attacks. One quick flick of the wrist and within the next moment, the panda hero might just lose her head..
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[The gentle but firm tipping and toeing of boots came from behind the young man with the blonde hair. That wide grin of our Hero was plastered all across her face, and those eyes of her's looked so ecstatic!] "Hey, pretty boy... THIS ONE'S FER YOU!" [WHAM! A swing from that metal bludgeon straight onto the poor soul's left shoulder. Hopefully he didn't use that shoulder often.]
He'd heard faint steps but had not expected to be faced with a crazy girl with a bat and hadn't been able to reach for his sword in time. Luckily his shoulder guard took the majority of the hit, completely disregarding what she'd said, it wasn't exactly the most important detail right now. Still it hurt like hell, what sort of person does tha- never mind, he was well acquainted with such...people.
If you could call it lucky but at least it wasn't his right arm, Materia could fix this but still, what the hell?
[ "The hell was that for?!" ] Like there was any point in questioning her, she was obviously not right in the head and had probably pranced off already.