#thxwanderer

Artemis had been out on a quick run, refueling before she had to move onto her next safe spot when she catches sight of the male. “Fuck!” She hisses in her native language as she ducks behind a large pillar. Silently praying he hadn’t seen her. She wasn’t going to go back to jail and if he thought he was going to just take her in, well, he was going to be in for a rude awakening. Taking a deep breath to calm herself and peeks around the column only to release a loud gasp when she’s looking right at him. How had he found her so fast?! With wide eyes, she takes a step back before turning and bolting in a random direction. If she could make it to her ship she’d be fine, her feet carry her as fast as they can as a few grunts and groans leave her as her body collides with a few pedestrians here and there.

The ex theif was unaware of why Tony was throwing this party, assuming that it was Pepper’s idea. He would have asked, but he and the female just never seemed to click. It’s amazing to see how outrageous these kind of people are; the party is outdoors and people are still dressed to impress, but he can’t really judge since Tony slipped him into slim fit suit much like his except it had a slight blue tint to it. They looked good next to each other, but for some reason women still didn’t see the picture, blatantly flirting with the genius- his genius- and disregarding his mere existence, but he knew they felt his smoldering glare as they fleeted away without so much as a glance in his direction. Stupid bitches, this was becoming too much already.

Whoever tailored Tony today had blessed Godric with the perfect distraction: His ass, toned from his training with Steve and Natalia, yet still soft. Fuck- he couldn’t resist the urge steal a few touches, his free hand reaches out for glasses of champagne as they passed. After four glasses his touches become bolder, gripping the elder’s -who’s doing a pretty good job at ignoring his advantages- delectable ass. Godric shifts when he feels his phone buzz his pocket, no one was paying him any heed to him so he pulls the device from his pocket and immediately he has to cover his mouth to keep himself from laughing out loud. How did Tony even text him without him or the person he’s talking to notice? That sly fucker.

[ txt: ] I’ll take whatever you’re willing to dish out because I’m not stopping.

Send “#” for a RANDOM text.

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Steve blinked, brows furrowing up with his confusion clear on his face. “Unlace what? I don’t even know what you’re talking about?”

Calypso rolled her eyes. “Back off. He’s my property. And a corset would be unflattering.”

The seamstress flicked her gaze between the male and the fiery female. “ I didn't know females could own whores now. When did this happen? I could use me a servant boy. I’ll be right back.” She places corset she had picked out to the side, before walking to the back room where she did most of her work. “Okay, besides all of these lovely dresses and suits you see before, I also have a little side business.” Tahliah spoke once she stepped back into the room, arms filled various items. 

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Routine. That’s what it was. For the most part. A few things changed here and there. Like the location and what was available at the time. But the concept was the same. However, that didn’t make things any easier. No matter how routine it was, that didn’t mean she liked it any more than she did the night before. Or the night before that. It would never get any easier. At least not for her.

Hunting. Something that was pretty much mandatory for her. Always had been and always would be. Unfortunately. Unless a miracle happened and she stumbled upon some kind of source that wouldn’t require her to take another life. Just to save hers. Taking lives. Killing other innocent souls. Unfortunately that was something she had become a pro at. But again, she didn’t like it any more than she did first starting out.