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Eugene Maslovski

Senior Concept Artist at Goodname

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Yves hops off the Pegasus and turns to stare at he other two who land beside him. “Since Credence offered, he’s the one buying,” he states, putting one arm up to cover his eyes from the large flapping wings. His hair on the other hand appreciates the tousle. “Because I don’t have any real money on me. Just plain gold.” On instinct, Yves reaches for his pocket only to find it empty. “Right. I quit smoking.” A heavy sigh. “Come on, let’s get some sugar, before I snap at someone.” 

Eugene Maslovski

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Take an herbal bath with the finest aromatic flowers set adrift on your spring waters

Yves eyes Maslo’s behind with calculation. The butt was round and smooth and very fuckable. It definitely held enough power to make a man sway away from monogamy. Feeling envious, Yves dips himself in the water, the only thing above it being his eyes, while the nose created angry bubbles. “Why do we even need these weeds in the water?” he scoffs, picking one of the so called herbs and giving it a sniff. “It doesn’t cost much to grab something from Lush if you want to make a bath special.”

Eugene Maslovski

Senior Concept Artist at Goodname

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Yves is uncharacteristically grimy after their sewer quest, and like always --- it’s a good look on him. “Hey,” he comes from behind Maslovski, taking a seat on a rock opposite the twink. His eyes examine the other, not nearly as irritated as he was at the beginning of their team expedition. “How’s the ink doing? Ballsy move to walk into a sewer with a fresh wound like that. I hope they don’t eventually amputate your ass due to an infection.