#valcfar

[ text; 😈 valefar 😈 ] well well

[ text; 😈 valefar 😈 ] look at you

[ text; 😈 valefar 😈 ] I've not known you to do anything by accident so ill assume you want me to see this

[ text; 😈 valefar 😈 ] and see this is do. All of you 😏😏

At first she wondered if he was just in the habit of mauling cherry pies and not using a napkin, or something. Maybe he overdid it with ketchup on a burger, who the fuck knew, but being someone afflicted with one of the plague's of egypt, localized in her uterus, meant she knew it was blood before she was even willing to admit it was blood.

Her lip curled, or at least it sort of looked like a fish hook snagged the corner and tugged, giving Darcy the appearance of someone smelling something rotten and judging the one trying to call HER crazy for knowing a smelly smell when she smelled one.

Sure the fuck enough...

"Uhm!!!!!"

"I told you! I don't DO drama without reason! I am a reasonably dramatic person! I'm going to ralph," okay that was unreasonably dramatic but her stomach was lurching.

Mostly because of the tacos she devoured only an hour ago, but still!

"Do you even KNOW these people?!" she hissed. What the fuck kind of house party was this?!

Poppy's cheeks flush red. She'd taken a chance and not told him she was a virgin who'd never done this before, but clearly it didn't matter - he was seeing her inexperience anyway.

He should have known this was going to happen. He should have known the instant his friend asked him to tag along on a date to act as a wingman that they'd ditch him in the middle of a club in fucking New York City. From the instant Hikaru had walked into the club, he knew something wasn't quite normal with this one... not that he had been to a lot of clubs to begin with to be able to be a proper judge of it. For that reason alone he kept his mouth shut, acutely aware of the eyes on him that made him want to sink into an abyss and disappear.

It was then that he caught sight of a particular person, and the instant Hikaru set his sights upon him? His heart fluttered in his chest with nerves. There was something... commanding... about him. Something that called to Hikaru like a siren. He found that he couldn't look away...

It didn't matter if it was considered rude to stare. He didn't want to look away.. he wasn't normally one to shoot his shot like this... and yet his legs still lifted him from the chair, feet still carried him across the club towards the man...

God he was gorgeous.

Finding himself standing before the man now, Hikaru realized he had to say something... and yet his voice caught in his throat. Unable to actually say anything, he leaned to the side slightly, lifted a hand...

and waved.

The storm has barely started and it already feels intense. Wind slams into them with such intensity that it feels more like a solid surface than air. Bloodhound is confident that their eyes would be watering too if not for their goggles. They tilt their head down, using their animal skull helmet as a shield to take the brunt of the wind's force.

"We will be safe soon," they assure him. Although they are unaware of their exactly location they are talented at observing the layout of nearby plants and the movement of nearby animals to discern their relative position. The presence of fewer trees are more rocks hint at their being a cave close by.

Bloodhound acts as both guide and lifeline. They can feel his gloved hands curl tighter into their jacket as the wind picks up speed. They find the cave just in time to avoid the worst of the storm. They join Val in shaking like a dog, shaking sheets of snow free. They also stomp their feet and clap their hands in extra effort to get snow off of themselves.

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"Take them thangs off," he whined, but there was no effort to help make that happen either.