#titaneus

He’s gotten two messages and pictures came with those very messages..oh they were from Tania, his former nurse. “Hmmm..wonder what glamazon wante- hold on..Keiko??” He almost damn near drops his freaking phone once he saw the pictures. Damn these were hot…oh crap was she planning on using these??! Wait..did she have a man in her life?! That look of surprise slowly sours.

Ever since he’s learned that she practically help take care of him last week with his mother, practically being a live-in nurse, he’s gotten..selfish regarding who gets her attention. 

[TEXT]: Not Keiko, but thanks for lettin’ me know that I can still rip through my own pants.

𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃 / 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 / @titaneus

"This isn't just a glamor you know, this is my human face. This is what I looked liked before I got turned into a fae." She explains before she taps the end of her smoke and snuffs it out. "Had a different name too, but with bein' fae king well.... I had no choice but to leave that part of me behind."

"Pffft please put those away I can't take you seriously with that thing on!"

A proud, pompous huff from the nostrils would reflect his immediate answer on that. A touch of laughter is Elation and that in itself was a fine prize to the delinquent Trailblazer. A 'judging' golden eye would fall upon her, one of those brows perked up with a sense of wonder. "Says you. they deluxe edition ears were a damn pain and a half to actually get! Jades had to be tossed to the flames as the price to reveal my victory march with 'em!"

Not that Tania asked for that backstory, but tomato to-ma-to as they say.

Instead, he'd lean his elbows upon the desk she's vacating, batting those eyelashes in order to just sale the outright ridiculous image. "you may be able too, but ask the motley bunch I had to go n' dole out some kick ass diplomacy to. Went from trying to shake my pockets down to seein' these ol ears as a symbol of power. --Frankly, got no damn idea how that worked, but if they're gonna make a intimidating story like that up, who am I to deny 'em?"

𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃 | @titaneus | 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

"If my height's that big of a deal to ya old man why don't ya put a couple a inches in me so we can even it out?" Hmm was that a bit too forward? Maybe but she was getting a bit tired of the teasing.

@titaneus doubled down 🂡 — ! ∗ 52﹕ sender takes a [ punch / stab / bullet ] meant for receiver . [she'll be fiiiine]

𝟏𝟎𝟎 𝑵𝑶𝑵𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑩𝑨𝑳 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺

“Aye couyon!! Why’d ya go an’ do dat?!”

Getting jumped by assassins was nothing new for him, someone taking a knife to the side on his behalf was though, and boy did it look nasty.

“I could’a handled it! Merde…ah..??” Remy’s hands hovered above the bleeding wound, trying to figure out how to address it without proper materials.

The moonlight had been shining on the night. Dante had parked in one spot. Doing his part to catch himself and pace himself. Had been a long day working his part time. Couldn't wait for the weekend to come along so he can catch up on all that he needed to resume. Though, a curious thought wander in. Looking at his phone, he wondered if she was able for a little be spontaneous fun. Like he started doing with her for a few weeks now.

Nero @ Tania with Lobo in a nutshell:

The medical establishment--clinic? hospital? office? converted home? Vergil isn't really sure what the best descriptor is--isn't exactly crowded, but it's busy enough to make it difficult to spot who is patient and who is doctor, and he's got enough sense (now) to know he can't just go barging into rooms looking for the devil he's been tracking for the past day or so. A tip had quickly brought him to this--again, whatever the best word for it may be--and left him standing somewhat awkwardly in the foyer. He does manage to identify a rookie devil hunter or two in the waiting room which puts him somewhat more at ease: he doesn't have to come up with a lie when asked about what brings him to such an unassuming business.