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Victor had been walking along the road his gaze casually watching his gangar that goofed off further up the path. It wasn’t uncommon as the ghost type had a love for interacting with anyone and everything it laid it’s eyes on.

Except today they were on a specific errand which meant distractions were something he did not wish to find. When he notices someone further up the path he walks a little faster. “Striker come back.” He orders watching as the Ghost type turns to him squinting at the trainer before turning around to greet the stranger.

“I am above jealousy, I know for a fact that Nyx would never leave me for another, and even if she die I would drag her right back in. As her partner I know exactly what to do in order to sweep her off her feet.” And he would gladly do it either in secret or in front of any idiot that even tried to hit on her.

“I don’t get Jealous NOpe.”

“Yes you do don’t Lie Nixi.” He can feel her Jealousy any time another woman looks at him.

Victors eyes get serious now, his smile is gone and the look he is giving the anon is not a friendly one.

“I see we have a jokester among us.” He’s smirking your jokes amuse him.

Victor closes his eyes and takes in a deep breath thinking about it for a long while. Though he’s not really thinking about it he just wants to hear Nyx get all worked up. 

A few seconds go by before he opens them and smirks.

“Now why would I do that?” He’s only smirking more as Nyx is now lightly smacking his arm questioning why he took so long to answer.

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