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serpentiem started following you
βVirus. Iβm bored. These books are boring.β And itβs totally Virusβ fault, if Tripβs tone is anything to go by. Nevermind that Trip could leave and find something entertaining to do awayΒ from Virus.
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serpentiem replied to your post: Proceeds to sit on Akefias back while he's doing...
Thereβs a mild smirk as the other comments and Virus casually brings the drink to his lips. βSimply thought you needed some extra motivation. I could always get off if itβsβ¦. too much.β Challenge set. Virus was going to have his fun.
ΰΌΊ .... Virus knew that was his weakness... his one thing he could never Β Β Β back down on. A challenge. He gritted his teeth, eyeing the man on Β Β Β his back. Extra motivation, huh? The man was always trying to push Β Β Β him one way or another. Fine... if he wanted a challenge.. Β Β Β He would give him a challenge.... Β Β Β Shifting his waist, he pressed on hand directly in front of himself, a Β Β Β folded the other behind his back. A smirk formed as he began to Β Β Β push himself against the ground, never letting up even once. His Β Β Β breathing steady and controlled. Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β βYou, my husband... are a little vixen.βΒ ΰΌ»
Arms cross his chest as he watches the wallet fall to his feet, but he's not stooping to pick it up. Not yet. "You would be simply delivering. Perhaps fighting with people for getting in the way. Should you decide it."
He pondered the strangerβs words for a moment, eyes on the wallet sitting discarded unceremoniously between their feet. After a minute or two, he spoke,Β βAlright. Say I agree. What am I delivering, to whom, and where?Β β
"Don't think I don't see you. Wallet please." He would smile though the tone of his voice was sharp. A hand is held out to the other. "You do have good skills, and I could always use a man with deft fingers. Care to make easy money?"
He begrudgingly rifles in his back pocket, retrieving the folded black leather prize heβd snatched off the stranger. He had been an easy target, too easyβ he guessed he should have assumed something was up when it had been that easy to swipe it off him. Rolling his eyes he tosses the wallet at the manβs feet, one last fuck you before he contemplates what he said.
βThat depends I guess. Money is never easyβ¦ what kind of unspeakable thing am I doing, am I to say yes?β his amethyst eyes are narrowed at the other. His eyes are shifty and he seemsβ offβ¦ he doesnβt trust him as far as he could throw him.
β this isnβt getting us anywhere. β {to Sly}
* animals of farthing wood starters. / @serpentiem / accepting !Β
"No shit, sherlockβββ Sly scowled and turns around, glaring at Virus with a hint of annoyance lacing his attitude.Β βββYou got any better ideas? Spit it out then, Virus.β
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π {to aoba}
put a π in my ask if your muse wants to kiss mine. / @serpentiemβ / accepting !Β
βWhat do I look like to you? A kiss-a-gram?β Aoba huffs, having to stop to fluster over Virusβ comment; cheeks now reddened and a small frown appeared on his lips. Then a question pops up that Aoba said out loud.Β βDo you really want to kiss me?β
"Yes, I hear you're one who does interiors? I have need of a new design for my living room." He's got a soft smile on his lips as he speaks to the girl.
When the door clicks open to her office, she almost immediately jumps, reaching up a bandaged hand to her head. Instead, fight or flight is subdued by a young man questioning for her practices.
βO-oh, oh yes!β Stumbling to her feet, Hinata points to the chair just in front of her desk, βYes, I am the decorator, please, have a seat!β
Of course, the knowledge that her standing was a wasted one prompted the slowly reddening woman to thrust herself back down on her tuches. βYou said you were looking to decorating your living room?β Oh! My name is Hinata, itβs wonderful to meet you, Mister..?
