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♑: *The Grand Highblood smirks, seated at his throne, awaiting for his favorite pet to arrive, yawning*

♌: -The Disciple is literally being dragged into the throne room, chains grinding up together as she attempts to jerk herself out of the grasp of a couple blue blooded guards. Restraints on her hands and feet assure everyone that escape is futile for her.- Let me go! Let me go!!

♑: -She is then taken to the foot of the throne, the massive troll grinning, his new pet now at his feet- Hello, Little One...

♌: -She pauses in her tantrum to spit at his feet, afterwards she is promptly backhanded by one of the two guards.-

♑: -He grabs her chains, waving the guards off, chuckling- Now now, Meulin, that's no way to treat your Daddy!

♌: -A completely repulsed expression forms on her face followed by a shiver of disgust.-

♑: -He growls, and grips her throat- Girl, I will tear your heart from your body, starting from the veins in your toes, leading up, and I will make sure you suffer... Or, you can just play along, and you will be spoiled beyond your wildest dreams...

♌: -She claws at his hands, trying to get him to release the harsh grip on her throat. She begins to speak up once she feels his grip on her loosen.- Why would I EVER want to play along with the likes of YOU! You had my love executed in front of my and you had my friends enslaved, you're a monster and I HATE YOU!

♑: *He glares at her, squeezing harder* Yes, I know you do. You've seen what I can do, You know how my head works... So it surprises me that you still have all this fight left in you... I did all the things you said, you've witnessed my cruelty and brutality... What's keeping you ticking?

♌: What's keeping me ticking is the fact that I know you're just some spoiled highblood with a god complex. One who doesn't deserve my respect nor my fear. The only thing you've be getting out of me is rage and distaste for everything you do and for who you are. You're the most pathetic thing I have ever had the displeasure of coming across.

♑: -He raises both of his eyebrows in surprise, honestly having thought she'd be soulless, and looking for some sort of release from her pain and misery. He releases her throat, making her drop onto his lap- Hm... You have a fire in your belly... I like this fire... Meulin, do you remember from long ago, when we were young trolls? I was just a tall, lanky little youth, and you were the obedient, disciplined girl from out of town... I'd fallen in love with you the day we met, and when I'd asked you to be my Matesprit, you blushed and fluttered your eyelashes... And you shot me down, told me you loved another...

♌: -She landed on his lap with a small 'oof' rubbing the pain in her neck away and gulping in as much air as she possibly could, finally able to regain her composure and dial down the vast amount of blood that had been built up in her face while being choked.- I remember it. Those memories mean nothing to me now, you've changed ever since I decided to leave the city and travel with my beloved. I'm, for one, grateful that I had been persuaded to leave your side. I was far too blinded by our past relationship to see you for what you truly were. Or. For what you were becoming.

♑: -He gives a soft sigh, wiping the make-up from his face, revealing aaaallll his scars, and bruises, his eyes dark, and... Tired* I know... I have been turned to a beast, a nightmare I never planned to be... A creature of a Blood, Torment, and fear... But not of my own design... I was a pawn in a war I wanted nothing to do with but the wretched Batter Witch... She... She showed me things... Brief things, that had horrified me, told me that... If I were to accept her command, I wouldn't have to see it ever again... I... I...

♌: -Meulin still refused to look at him, crossing her arms over her chest.- I don't care what she showed you. You ruined my life even before all that nonsense because you couldn't handle the fact that I didn't return your feelings. And now you're going to try and patch things up after all the grief you just put me through. You aren't even sorry, you don't regret what you did, you couldn't even do me mercy by letting me die beside him! You just laughed at his limp body and had the audience give the executioners a round of applause for their work.

♑: -He shudders, looking down at her, his lip quivering, as he takes a deep breath, and gently pets her, his massive hands giving her the first gentle touch she'd felt in a long time- I know... Meulin, I know... I can never repay you for what I've done, but I want you to know... I truly am sorry... I wish I had your discipline, and your... Your courage, maybe I'd have gotten a chance to resist her...

♌: -She slaps his hand away, sniffling as the angry tears start to well up.- You can't keep blaming her for your behavior! She didn't make you say what you said and you weren't obligated to show up! Now look. I'm going to be stuck here for the rest of my life just so I can be your fucking play thing. -The tears start to stream down her face before she can stop them.-

♑: -He looks at her... And grabs her chains, snapping them in half, letting them dangle from her wrists, as he does the same to her legs' chains*

♌: -This time she actually jumps for the sudden movements, digging her nails into his leg just enough for a few drops of blood to escape from his skin.-

♑: -He gives a soft sniffle, and just gazes down at her, his eyes deep and sad, with no reaction*

♌: What are you doing?

♌: ((BRB i'm go1ng to back in about twenty or so minutes?

♑: You aren't stuck... You can leave... I just... Wanted to see you again...

♑: //Kk!\\

♑: //You back yet?\\

♌: ((Sorry!!!!! I got caught up in some of my chores

♌: Some way of doing so.

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RUFIOH: oh. uhm. horuss, 1 d1dn't expect to see you around these parts of the dreambubbles.

HORUSS: 8=D < You sound so surprised! I was simply trotting by.

HORUSS: 8=D < Is something wrong?

RUFIOH: what? no doll...noth1ng's wrong...where d1d you get that 1dea?

RUFIOH: 1t 1sn't l1ke 1 1ntent1onally came here because 1 was almost certa1n you wouldn't come by!

RUFIOH: heh. heh.

HORUSS: 8=D < That sounds quite suspiciously like something someone who did intentionally come here to avoid me, but I will take your word.

HORUSS: 8=D < **intentionally come here to avoid me would say** whoops))

RUFIOH: ((haha, 1t's okay! 1 got the g1st of 1t!))

RUFIOH: yeah...uhm...1 thought you were ch1ll1ng down at the bra1n tree w1th meul1n?

RUFIOH: whatever happened w1th that? why aren't you w1th her?

HORUSS: 8=D < ((i apologize in advance for little slip ups like that eheh))

RUFIOH: ((oh 1t's just f1ne! don't worry about 1t!))

HORUSS: 8=D < Oh, I was! She had a prior arrangement with Kurloz, though, I believe. And so I decided to do some inspired wandering and that is what brought me here.

RUFIOH: r1ght...r1ght...well 1 wouldn't want to stomp on all of th1s "1nsp1red wander1ng"!

RUFIOH: why don't 1 just spl1t out of here and leave you to 1t?

HORUSS: 8=D < That won't be necessary. You aren't interrupting anything.

RUFIOH: what are you talk1ng about, doll face? that's all 1'll be do1ng 1f 1 st1ck around!

RUFIOH: you need t1me to th1nk about...uh...horses?

RUFIOH: r1ght?

RUFIOH: 1s that what we're call1ng a ne1ghbeast now?

HORUSS: 8=D < I don't need any more time to think about hoofbeats, no matter how gallant and majestic they are! I have plenty of time to think about them.

RUFIOH: damm1t.

HORUSS: 8=0 < Is a little casual conversation to much to ask for?\

RUFIOH: no! no!

RUFIOH: 1 just.

RUFIOH: thought.

RUFIOH: that.

RUFIOH: you needed some alone t1me?

HORUSS: 8=0 < It seems that recently you've been giving me a lot of alone time.

RUFIOH: yeah...1 mean...1v'e just been busy, you know?

RUFIOH: w1th what all these new spec1es roll1ng around the jo1nt and all, there's been a lot stack1ng up on my plate!

HORUSS: 8=0 < I detest accusing you of something like this, Rufioh, but it feels like you've been blatantly disregarding me. Even I am not so blind as to deny that anymore!!!

RUFIOH: 1...uh...

HORUSS: 8=0 < Have you lost interest in me?

RUFIOH: well...1...

RUFIOH: don't really know how to go about say1ng th1s.

HORUSS: 8=0 < Then just say it as it is. No sugar-coating. No prancing around the truth anymore.

RUFIOH: 1'm break1ng up w1th you.

HORUSS: 8=0 < ...You've been avoiding me for ages and brushing me off for even longer just because you were trying to break up with me?

RUFIOH: look, horuss 1t 1sn't you, 1t's me!

RUFIOH: 1'm just not ready for th1s k1nd of relat1onsh1p.

HORUSS: 8=( < That would have been a lot better to hear when you originally decided that.

RUFIOH: 1 have been try1ng to tell you that for last few eons but you always sa1d someth1ng super sweet and n1ce just before 1 tr1ed to break 1t off!

HORUSS: 8=( < I'm sorry.

RUFIOH: no...no...1'm sorry.

RUFIOH: 1 shouldn't have been avo1d1ng you the way 1 d1d.

HORUSS: 8=( < Shut up.

HORUSS: 8=( < Please, you don't need to apologize.

RUFIOH: look, doll, th1s really 1s my fault.

HORUSS: 8=( < I don't care if it's your fault, I will still be love with you no matter how many times you try to tell me you've been in the wrong...

HORUSS: 8=( < I'm sorry for that, okay?

RUFIOH: horuss you don't have to be sorry about all that junk.

RUFIOH: you shouldn't even be flushed for me 1n the f1rst place!

RUFIOH: 1'm horr1ble!

HORUSS: 8=( < You were the best thing that ever happened to me!

RUFIOH: eh...1 don't know about all that.

RUFIOH: 1 th1nk that you're just a l1ttle...1 don't know....obsess1ve? because you've never been 1n a red quadrant before.

HORUSS: 8=( < Perhaps that is true.

RUFIOH: and that whole th1ng w1th sm1l1ng all the t1me.

RUFIOH: 1t's really unnerv1ng to say the least.

RUFIOH: l1ke, where the f*ck d1d that even come from?

HORUSS: 8=( < You really not helping yourself right now, Nitram.

HORUSS: 8=( < And that came from Meulin.

RUFIOH: well, meul1n doesn't know what she's talk1ng about.

RUFIOH: not to be rude or anyth1ng but her adv1ce 1s complete sh*t.

RUFIOH: there wasn't anyth1ng wrong w1th you to beg1n w1th!

HORUSS: 8=( < I agree with you.

RUFIOH: sure you were a b1t stuffy at some t1mes but that's was one of th1ngs 1 l1ked about you.

HORUSS: 8=( < ...

RUFIOH: uh...sorry...

HORUSS: 8=( < No, its fine. I'll just leave you be, like you wanted in the first place.

RUFIOH: come on, horuss.

RUFIOH: don't leave l1ke th1s.

HORUSS: 8=( < What e%actly do you want from me?

RUFIOH: 1 don't want anyth1ng from you but 1t would be pretty sh1tty of me to leave you l1ke th1s.

RUFIOH: all depressed about what just happened.

HORUSS: 8=( < Depression is far from what I'm really feeling. I have the STRONGest urge to leave you mud-colored and on the ground, to be the most precise.

HORUSS: 8=( < So, consider this a favor.

RUFIOH: -nervous laughter.-

RUFIOH: you aren't ser1ous...r1ght?

RUFIOH: 1 mean...we're st1ll cool...st1ll fr1ends?

HORUSS: 8=( < I don't know. I was considering that until you made the comments on my facade.

RUFIOH: 1t 1sn't you though.

HORUSS: 8=( < I understand that! That is the point of it! Didn't you listen to me at all while we were together?

RUFIOH: 1 l1sten!

RUFIOH: 1t's just so f***1ng annoy1ng!

RUFIOH: you're happy all the t1me!

RUFIOH: ALL.

RUFIOH: THE.

RUFIOH: TIME.

HORUSS: 8=( < Correction: Not happy. Never happy.

RUFIOH: 1 wouldn't know that because you never show any other emot1on bes1des that!

RUFIOH: 1t's why 1 wanted to break up w1th you!

RUFIOH: ever s1nce you and meul1n started go1ng 1n the pale quadrant together, you've been so d*mn d1fferent that at t1mes 1 wasn't even sure who you were anymore!

RUFIOH: you just keep play1ng off l1ke you don't have a care 1n the world.

HORUSS: 8=( < I was afraid you would think the same of me while I was always upset, I did all of this for you.

RUFIOH: when have 1 ever compla1ned about you be1ng upset!

RUFIOH: that's r1ght, never, because you never tell me otherw1se.

RUFIOH: just.

RUFIOH: 1 don't even know what to say to you!

RUFIOH: 1f 1 had known 1 would have attempted to prov1de some help.

HORUSS: 8=( < Well, I'm sorry!!!

RUFIOH: stop say1ng you're sorry!

RUFIOH: you've never been th1s pass1ve before we d1ed!

RUFIOH: get angry at me or someth1ng!

HORUSS: 8=( < I AM angry!

RUFIOH: no, you're not!

RUFIOH: 1f you were angry you would start verbally attack1ng me w1th everyth1ng 1v'e done wrong these past eons!

RUFIOH: you would f1nally put me 1n my place and tell me how much of a loser 1 am!

HORUSS: 8=( < -he roughly seizes him by the collar. Horuss glares daggers at him, sweating bullets.-

RUFIOH: wh-whoa! horuss! 1-1-1-1 sa1d VERBAL attack1ng! let's just take 1t easy!

HORUSS: 8=( < I can't believe you've done this on purpose... after a literally immeasurable amount of time spent controlling my anger to protect you, you try to provoke me...

HORUSS: 8=( < You are such a true COWARD.

RUFIOH: look man, 1'm do1ng you a favor! you're were already a t1ck1ng t1me bomb, 1'm just provok1ng the 1nvet1able.

HORUSS: 8=( < This hasn't been favorable!

HORUSS: 8=( < I was going to go straight home, that way I could safely "e%plode"

RUFIOH: you can't keep do1ng 1t l1ke that.

RUFIOH: you're go1ng to snap 1n more than a few ways 1f you keep 1t up horuss.

HORUSS: 8=( < -he raises a fist, obviously contemplating the easy chance he had to beat him black and blue. Metaphorically, of course. But, he restrains himself.- Do you have any idea the severity of what you're telling me right now is?

RUFIOH: yeah. 1 do.

RUFIOH: look, 1 know that 1'm not mak1ng the s1tuat1on any better for you or for myself.

RUFIOH: but 1 st1ll care about you.

RUFIOH: and 1 st1ll want to look out for you.

RUFIOH: you're the k1nd of guy who won't l1sten unless you're backed 1nto the corner.

RUFIOH: k1nda l1ke me, 1 guess.

RUFIOH: but you have to l1sten to me when 1 say that you need to stop th1s sh*t 1mmed1ately.

RUFIOH: you can't go around pretend1ng to be somebody you're not.

RUFIOH: wh1ch 1s 1ron1c com1ng from somebody who does that all the t1me.

HORUSS: 8=( < You really aren't setting a good e%ample.

RUFIOH: 1 know...1 know.

RUFIOH: but you shouldn't be look1ng to me as an example or a role model.

RUFIOH: we're st1ll just k1ds man.

HORUSS: 8=( < -he scowls and releases him, in practically dropping him like an unwanted toy. Horuss visibly continues to seethe, not able to 100k at him.- I don't want to hurt you, but you're making it awfully difficult.

RUFIOH: -ruf1oh v1s1bly fl1nches when horuss lowers h1s f1st, groan1ng when he's shoved onto the ground.-

RUFIOH: aw holy sh*t.

RUFIOH: 1 see that you st1ll got that strength go1ng for ya.

HORUSS: 8=( < It is something I am always conscious of. I haven't allowed myself to "use" it in sweeps.

RUFIOH: well let me just be the f1rst to tell you that you aren't gett1ng rusty 1n the sl1ghtest.

RUFIOH: -p1cks h1mself off the ground w1th a w1nce, rubb1ng h1s lower back.-

HORUSS: 8=( < Be glad I didn't put force into it.

RUFIOH: mm yeah...1'll be sure to keep that 1n m1nd.

RUFIOH: l1sten, 1 really am sorry for the way 1v'e been act1ng.

RUFIOH: past and present spec1f1cally.

RUFIOH: 1 just d1dn't know what to do w1th how rap1dly th1ngs were chang1ng for us.

HORUSS: 8=( < Apology acknowledged.

RUFIOH: so 1 just...k1nda...blocked you out and hoped you would move on.

RUFIOH: ((whoops! sorry))

HORUSS: 8=( < ((don't worry!!))

HORUSS: 8=( < ((pretend I responded after that statement))

RUFIOH: really? just l1ke that?

RUFIOH: ((okay!))

HORUSS: 8=( < I never said I accepted it.

RUFIOH: yeah but st1ll.

RUFIOH: you could have just 1gnored me.

HORUSS: 8=( < I'm not one to stoop that low.

RUFIOH: uh,.

RUFIOH: r1ght.

RUFIOH: 1 hope that you can be able to forg1ve me one of these days.

RUFIOH: and 1f that means you have to pummble me 1nto the ground then so be 1t.

HORUSS: 8=( < Thats one of those things with you. You are too easy to forgive.

HORUSS: 8=( < I'll just...

HORUSS: 8=( < Need some time to ruminate.

RUFIOH: 1 can respect that.

RUFIOH: do you want...a hug?

HORUSS: 8=( < ...Yes.

RUFIOH: come here b1g guy.

HORUSS: 8=( < -he gladly closes the space between them, to envelope Rufioh in an emotional bear hug-

RUFIOH: -one could hear the sound of mult1ple cracks escap1ng from var1ous places 1n ruf1ohs body but he manages to wrap h1s arms around horuss, g1v1ng h1m a few comfort1ng pats on the back.- there there. 1t's go1ng to be okay.

HORUSS: 8=( < -one could also probably hear choked apologies between his quiet little cry-hiccups. The big baby had finally let himself break.-

RUFIOH: oh come on, horuss, th1s was all my fault. 1 shouldn't have sa1d that sh*t to you, don't get upset because 1'm an 1d1ot. -starts to rub h1s back.- you know 1t breaks my blood pusher when you start w1th the water works.

HORUSS: 8=( < Please stop insulting yourself, p-please... -as much as he was obviously upset with Rufioh, the tender hug was comforting and a reminder of simpler times. He did his best to try and pace his breaths, to calm himself down.-

RUFIOH: okay, okay, 1'll stop g1v1ng myself a hard t1me. just for you. -1s able to jerk one arm from around the t1ght hug and reaches up to prop the other's goggles on top of h1s head, w1p1ng away stray tears.-

HORUSS: 8=( < -he sniffles, and can't help the tears that continue to well in his eyes. All of this kindness and compassion was something he hadn't seen out of Rufioh in a long time.- Thank you...

RUFIOH: hey 1t's no problem, 1'm just glad to see that you're start1ng to get back on track, you know? f1rst steps are always the hardest but you're a strong...ahem, excuse me...STRONG guy. you can do th1s. -w1pes of the tears and sweat on h1s pants before reach1ng back up and dry1ng h1s eyes once aga1n.-

HORUSS: 8=( < -he cracked a genuine smile, starting to calm- I'm glad you believe in me.

RUFIOH: of course 1 do. -w1pes h1s hands on h1s pants aga1n before sl1d1ng the goggles back over h1s eyes, sm1l1ng back at h1m.-

HORUSS: 8=( < -he adjusted the goggles a bit, and let Rufioh go, deciding he probably shouldn't linger-

RUFIOH: -both of them k1nda awkwardly stood there for a few m1nutes, look1ng at everyth1ng but each other.- so...1 should probably put some 1ce on my back...1 can feel 1t start1ng to bru1se.

HORUSS: 8=( < Oh dear... I'm really sorry about that.

RUFIOH: don't beat yourself up about 1t, 1 sorta deserved 1t.

HORUSS: 8=( < I won't deny that, but I also won't keep you if you're bruising. Go and lay down for a while, you deserve rest just as much as that injury.

RUFIOH: haha, go1ng back to that endear1ng brutal honesty 1 see. sweet. -g1ves h1m a playful punch 1n the arm, knuckles crack1ng from the 1mpact.-

HORUSS: 8=( < -he responds with a teasing smirk- You are going to end up hurting yourself even more.

RUFIOH: -when he talks h1s vo1ce 1s about an octave h1gher.- 1 th1nk 1 f1gured that one out for myself.

HORUSS: 8=( < You alright? Did you break your fingers, too?

RUFIOH: no, but 1 th1nk 1'm go1ng to need a b1t more 1ce.

HORUSS: 8=( < If you need anything, just let me know. I've treated a few wounds in my time.

RUFIOH: -starts to flex h1s f1ngers back and forth.- yeah, don't put yourself through the trouble, doll.

HORUSS: 8=( < So long as you're sure you can handle it.

RUFIOH: oh yeah 1 got th1s. 1 better be go1ng though before these bad boys go completely numb. here, g1ve me a k1ss and 1'll call you up later. -leans up towards the others face, st1ll try1ng to rub the feel1ng back 1nto h1s f1ngers.-

HORUSS: 8=( < Wait, what-?

RUFIOH: what? 1'm just ask1ng for a k1s- oh my god. OH MY GOD. 1 am so sorry, 1 f***1ng forgot about- FUCK. we were just gett1ng along and 1 just- SHIT.

HORUSS: 8=( < No, no, no, it's okay, I just... you scared me a bit!

RUFIOH: -puts a hand over h1s face.- aw man, horuss 1 d1dn't mean for that sh*t to come out.

HORUSS: 8=( < It's... it's alright. I'm sure it was refle%ive... we don't have to talk about it just yet. Go take care of yourself, okay?

RUFIOH: yeah yeah...reflex1ve...uhm, 1 th1nk 1'll just go now before 1 make the s1tuat1on a f*ck ton more worse.

HORUSS: 8=( < Be safe, Nitram.

RUFIOH: ruf1oh.

HORUSS: 8=( < Ah, sorry. Be safe, Rufioh.

RUFIOH: you too, horuss.

RUFIOH: 1'll catch up w1th you later?

HORUSS: 8=( < Sure, I'll be sure to get in touch.

RUFIOH: -flutters and stretches h1s w1ngs a l1ttle before flapp1ng them, ga1n1ng about a couple feet off of the ground before g1v1ng h1m a qu1ck wave and fly1ng off.-

HORUSS: 8=( < -he returned the quick wave, and watched him fly off, sighing to himself. His chest was a little heavy with emotional e%haustion, but he still kept his head high as he wandered back the way he came-

RUFIOH: ((would you l1ke to end 1t there? or t1me sk1p to another t1me?

HORUSS: 8=( < ((honestly I've been really enjoying this rp, so if you wouldn't mind continuing, it'd be my pleasure.

RUFIOH: ((awesome! do you want to do some lay out and whats go1ng to happen next? 1 dont want th1s th1ng to turn downh1ll because you are a great horuss!

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RUFIOH: horuss...glad 1 could catch you.

HORUSS: 8=D < Ah, Rufioh, how nice to see you!

RUFIOH: yeah...yeah...look. horuss, 1 th1nk that we need to talk...you know, pr1vately.

HORUSS: 8=D < P-privately? Well I...suppose I can trot away for a momanet if you insist.

RUFIOH: that would be t1ght 1f we could get that one on one, face to face d1scuss1on go1ng on w1thout hav1ng another guy or gal watch1ng 1n on us...why don't we take a step over th1s ways and br1ng up a top1c that 1v'e been mean1ng to get off my chest for a good wh1le now...

HORUSS: 8=D < *He swallows, wiping his hands on his suit* Are you...certain it is so pressing then? Perhayps time to rephrase such an important topic should be considered...

RUFIOH: 1 th1nk that now 1s the best t1me to do th1s...okay? come on...let's get away from here...we can...go to my h1ve 1f you would l1ke. or yours?

HORUSS: 8=D < Very well I...Suppose we may canter back to my hive, I believe it is closer.

RUFIOH: yeah...-and w1th that the two break away from the rema1n1ng group of trolls and take the h1ke back to horuss's h1ve 1n just about near s1lence. ruf1oh, who had h1s eyes tra1ned onto the ground, kept go1ng over all of h1s l1nes 1nstead h1s head. f1nally snapp1ng out of 1t once they reached horuss's front door.-


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♈: She was a woman of many talents laced with dangerous outburst, and notorious eye for detail . Once a dangerous hitman leaving no loose ends except the fear she instilled and a baby; took a deep breath in and could hear the pounding of the club's music and smell of alcohol. She honestly hated this place, but it payed well and kept her hidden from her former employers and caretakers, The Felt: A notorious old family know for their dirty dealings in the political world and underground. She can still remember the head of the family and cringed with anger. As she laced up her high heels and stood looking in the mirror; she took a good long look. Right now she wore a beautiful stylized light green kimono, fitted and long. Her make up was on point covering her whole face and soon it would be her time to herself in front of men that would never be able to touch her. After the final few dancers were done the music changed, and she walked out, and began her performance. Her movements flowed like water and hypnotized the crowd around her, each step precise.

♌: -After the death of her husband she had been forced to drop her slow going career in journalism and take up multiple jobs just to pay the bills and keep a roof over her head. Luckily the night club just several blocks over was calling out for just about anybody who was in need for some payed work and Meulin had quickly taken up as many positions within said club as they would give to a single applicant. This meant that she was in charge of cleaning up the mess their customers left behind after the end of the night, bringing them out an ash tray if they were to ask for one, and help the only other bartender in the joint to dish out the seemingly never ending drinks. Between the small breaks granted whenever one of the performers walked out on stage Meulin would dry off the freshly cleaned glasses and watch with amazement as they dancers moved across the stage with such confidence and grace. Right now one of her favorites were coming out and by the roaring of the crowd she wasn't alone with this opinion.-

♈: With the slow music building up, Damara's movements only matched it. Fanning now between grace and elegance to lust and desire. With a single hand she could tease the crowd, offering to show what was underneath the kimono only to deny. Her dance offered a story of struggle and being stuck in one place, but soon as the rising intensity of the music her dancing became speratic and trapped. Then on the final solo instrument as the top of her kimono came undone, her nipples cover in tape; she walked to the center. Her body ragged,tired, her breaths heavy; she lifted up her hand and removed the curly black hair extension revealing shortened somewhat botched hair. She smeared her make up, and death dropped to the ground ending her performance. A roar of applause erupted as behind the curtain she gets up and leaved the stage.

♈: *leaves

♌: When the performance was finished and the lights dimmed down so the dancer on stage could leave and the next could come out Meulin found herself clapping along with the audience, that is until the rush came back for refills and she had to snap herself out of trance like state of awe and get back to work. After about twenty minutes of mixing different types of liquors together and restocking their glass supply the next dancer came out, promptly making the entire crowd flood back to their seats. Meulin glanced over at the dozens upon dozens of dirty glances lining up and down the bar counter, groaning to herself before bringing them all to the sink and washing them out.

♈: Half an hour passed and it seemed like patron population would not go extinct anytime soon. In the hallways a silent figure moves from the dressing rooms to the main bar. With her kimono now switched out for uniform, her shoes flat, and make-up scrubbed thoroughly off she entered the bar and started taking drink orders. The place was severely understaffed, and no matter how tired anybody was; if the boss asked you to jump well you would..him. Damara deeply yawned exhausted, but couldn't go home yet due to the busy night. She made cocktails and shots, and even nodded at the dumbness of the patrons. She finally wobbled over to Meulin and dropped dishes in the sink." They jus keep coming.." She muttered loudly. Even with living in the states for so long, Damara still had hints of her Engrish accent.

♌: By this time Meulin was finishing her sixth set of dishes when she heard the comment coming from beside her. When she saw the fresh stack of dirtied dishes she just about cried at the thought of how much more were to come. As she squirted more dish soap onto the now falling apart sponge she looked over at the other and gave her a sympathetic nod. "It's like a never ending stream of drunk morons pouring through here. This place should have closed hours ago, I don't understand why the boss is allowing them to stay for so long! If this keeps up we're all going to be sleeping on our feet." She scrubs away at the dried liquor stains on the inside of each glass, trying to get them as spotless as she can before the rush comes back over.

♈: "Because the customer arways right..always..ugh!" She steamed, as she scrubbed the glasses. With an almost sympathetic gesture, she lightly patted Meulins back." Crosing..Closing time is here soon. no worry.." She sighed. She really needed smoking break. Time was something she didn't have, and she hated having to take this from the boss. Most of the workers had families, she had a daughter waiting for her at her apartment with a babysitter that will now have to be paid overtime. With another gruff sigh, she walked back out serving an taking orders. If this kept up, drastic measures would be taken..and hoped it wouldnt.

♌: Meulin gave her a lopsided smile in return for the gesture, nodding her head as she talked and giving her a small wave of farewell as she left her side to go and pay mind to the customers slurring for somebody to take more of their orders. It took forever to finish the back that the other had given her and by the time she was finished her hands were turning a raw pink color and her fingers were starting to lock up after staying in place for so long. She spent the remaining few minutes she had left flexing them inwards and outwards to get them back in working order before the next, and hopefully final, rush of men and a few women came back over.

♈: After what felt like an eternity, the people finally started to leave or at least be escorted out. Clean up became easier and less stressful now that the customers were gone. With mops, brooms, and bleach, and of course the bar itself being cleaned the place began to look respectable again. Damara was on her thinnest rope and was about to lose her temper but kept her calm facade." These special nights..I no like. Too tiring.." She stretched and cracked her back.

♌: Meulin finished drying off the top of the counter by the time her co worker started to speak again. "I agree. This should be a once a year ordeal, if we don't i'll end up having to call this place my new home so I don't end up coming in late." She unties her apron and tosses it underneath the counter, starting to gather up all of her belongings, placing them into her messenger bag before slipping on her olive colored trench coat. "It looks like iv'e finished my chores for the night, do you need any help with your area before I head out? I wouldn't mind lending a hand or two. That way we both can get out of here before it starts nearing three in the morning."

♈: "I love that..thank you.." She gave her slight nod as she cleaned. The area itself was not bad, but it still took time. But thanks to Meulins help, they were out by at least 2:30. Still to late for Damara's taste, but beggars couldn't be choosers. As the last of the servers left, Damara and Meulin were the last out; Damara locking up. The crisp night was chilly, with a light snow glistening from the silver strands of light the moon gave. Damara looked around and began to dig in her purse." Hey..uh.." She gestured to Meulin." You..smoke?" She took out a pack.

♌: Meulin buttoned up her trench coat just below her neck, looking down at the already opened pack of cigarettes being handed over to her. She hesitated for a moment before plucking one out of the box. "I usually don't but I need something to get me destressed." She stuck the cigarette butt between her lips and fished out her lighter, flicking open the top and beginning it to life with a swipe of her thumb. Holding the flame over the other end of the ciagarette she took a couple of puffs before offering it over to the other, flame still glowing despite the mild breeze rolling in. "What's your name? I don't think we've ever had the pleasure of formally meeting one another."

♈: Damara took out another cigarette and burned it using Meulins. She took a long drag of it and let the smoke slowly dissipate from her breath. She waved her hand, gesturing for her to keep it." Damara. Damara Megido, And you..?" She asked as they began to walk into the night. It was pretty dark, even with the few lights that helped illuminate the small path on the sidewalk.

♌: "Meulin Lejion. It's nice to meet you, Damara. How long have you been working at the night club for? I haven't seen you around but that may be because I always have my head bent towards the sink's drain, are you just one of the waitress? Or do other odd jobs around the place?" She took a few long drags from the cigarettes, exhaling the smoke just as slowly as they passed building after building.

♈: " I dancer. But rearry..really I do too much for cheap bastard." She shrugged and took another puff." And nice to formerly meet you too. I see you work a lot like me.." She chuckled, a bit bitterly."Are you just bartender or do too much?" She asked.

♌: "I do too much I guess, or at least too much as to what they're paying me for. I do bartending, dish work, after hours clean up duty, and I waitress." Soon enough she's finished her cigarette, flicking it into the nearest trashcan. "But you say you're a dancer? Funny, I don't ever recall seeing you on stage! What do you usually go by? Do you have any favorites? Personally, my favorite is the Handmaid. I love how elegant she is and the way she carries herself, kind of like a queen! You know?"

♈: "I do not care much for her.." She shrugged." And oh god, you too huh. Want to know kicker, over heard boss man say something about serving food to make experiences." She flicked her cigarette and quickly grabbed another one, not before kicking some snow out of frustration." rike crean-up is easy Uhghhh!" she had troubles lighting it but still succeeded after a few min. She took deep breath and a few puffs in between." Kuhuhuh..joke on him I only can make tea and bottle mirk..milk." She looked back at Meulin." Sorry..anger management.."

♌: "Oh don't worry about it! I can understand where you're coming from, I use to be quite the hot head myself before I came across my significant other one day. If you would like some pointers I would be more than happy to give you some! I know it can be difficult to keep your rage under control but after a certain amount of time you don't have to watch it anymore. Though I don't think i'll be able to keep up with the job any longer if it means that I have to just about ten times the more dishes than I already do now! I think I might just have to go look for another job if it comes down to that."

♈: " I wish the same, but I stuck.." She shrugged." And oh you have a rover..lover." she chuckled." How inconvenient, i joke of course..they nice?" She asked . She also couldnt help but laugh at the idea of this woman having a temper, but it also wasnt uncommon. Damara like Meulin, she seemed overly realistic and really after two years of paranoia, it was nice to talk to someone not trying to kill her. At least to her knowledge. .

♌: "He was incredibly nice. In fact I don't think I have ever came across a more kind and compassionate soul in all my life. He was far too good for me and still to this day I wonder how in the world I got so lucky as to win over his affections!" She paused for a moment. "Though he's dead now, murdered by a group of mobsters while coming back from his job as a preacher."

♈: " I..so sorry to hear that." She paused." Stuff like that..arways hard.." She lifted her hand and patted Meulins."do you have little ones?" She asked tilting her head.

♌: "I have two but, I wasn't able to provide them the life they need so I sent one to his brother and the other to an old childhood friend I grew up with. He turned out to be a private investigator so I know that she will be safe with him and my son is just like my husband's brother, ornery and loud. I think that they're get along just fine but as of right now I need to save up money so I can at least feed them and put a roof over their heads when they come to visit me on the weekends."

♈: " heh i have little one. Just a babe, turning one soon.." She smiles as they make to a crossroad. Damara looked down as one went into an alleyway, she stopped. " I can wait and call a cab for you. Nice gesture." She plucked out her phone. After a few min, she put it down and looked back up to the moon." They sound nice..Your children..how old?"

♌: "They're just a year apart, one's four and the other is three. Oh! Wait! I think I have a picture of them on me somewhere." She searches through her pocket and brings out a crumpled picture. She holds it out in front of the other. "Karkat is four and Nepeta is three and that handsome man right next of them is my late husband. Do you have any pictures of your baby? I would love to see what she looks like!"

♈: She looked over the pictures and to the man who was her husband. He seemed almost familiar, but she couldn't place it. The two were very adorable though and she couldn't help but smile. Out of her bag she grabbed her wallet and showed Meulin." Her name is Aradia, she's curious one.." She laughed." And was the person who save me." She brought the picture to her lips and kissed it." Everything I do now..I do for her."

♌: Meulin smiled back at her, eyes squinting together. "She has to be one of the most precious things I have ever laid eyes on! I can tell by that picture alone that she must be a good baby, doesn't cry too much, only spits up every now and again, a real breath of fresh air! I remember when Karkat we brought home he would not stop crying for days at a time, I don't think I have ever been that tired in my entire life or ever will be again. Yup, he sure was a fussy little guy but I love him all the same. It's wonderful to hear about how much your daughter means to you though, really warms my heart."

♈: "I respect you very much.What you say you did..for your children.." She reached out her hand gently grasped her shoulder." It was not easy. You are good person..and mother.." Damara then put back the wallet and picture." I do hope to tark again tomorrow..talk."

♌: "Oh my gosh, you are just too kind! I have to say that I return the respect! I know it can be hard working under you-know-who but you do it for your daughter and that's just about the best you can do for her as a mother right now. If I find more decent, even better paying job i'll be sure to fill out an application for you as well! You certainly deserve it. Also, you don't need to worry about correcting yourself around me. I don't mind it one bit, talk however you like."

♈: " heh Thank you.." She smiled. As she was about to take out another cigarette a cab came." Ah Your ride here." She scooted Meulin in and got in herself." Where do you live?" She asked now getting comfy away from the cold night air.

♌: "Oh!" Before she even knew what was going on she was tossed into the cab, Damara following suit. "I just live a few blocks from here, sort of in the bad part of town so I understand if you would want to keep some distance. You know, just in case? I wouldn't want anything bad happen to you, especially when you've been so nice to me! I really feel obligated to pay you for both of our trips back home. Do you mind if I were to do so?"

♈: "I do too..It no safe. And I usually get cab at this time." She gave some money to the cab driver and directions." I live just a little farther up the road, so we can drop you off first."

♌: "Uhm, okay. I just. Wow. You're a really good person and I know that I keep saying that over and over but I just can't get over how kind you are. Honestly! Hey, what are you doing tomorrow after work?"

♈: " It is no probrem. Rearry. I be good friend er..try." she mused." And probary try to get off soon as possible.." She said rubbing her own neck." Why what about you?" She questioned back.

♌: "I wasn't really up to anything in particular but I just wanted to know if you and Aradia would like to come out and join me for the last meal of the day! I would love to see your baby girl in person and i'll even pay for the meal since you paid for the cab ride. You don't have to accept my offer if you're busy with other things but I thought it would be a nice way to repay you for what you've done for me tonight."

♈: " Well I would like that.." She finally corrected herself. As the cab finally made it to Meulins Apartments, Damara watched and waved making sure she would be inside and safe."We do dinner tomorow.." She called out. She then proceeded to tell the driver to take her home, where she could pay the babysitter and lay down to get off her feet. Her baby was tucked quietly in her crib, with the tiniest of snores leaving her.

♌: -Meulin waved right back at her and entered her home once the cab was out of site. After setting her keys aside and relocking the door behind her she went to her answering machine and was delighted to see that both of her children left behind small messages about their days. Time skip twenty minutes into the future and Meulin was out cold, snoring peacefully.-

♈: The next night was no different, though due to the staff complaints and the dancers almost not coming to work at all. The place was packed, and drinks were being ordered specially. Everyone was being pulled every which way. It would also be another night where the Handmaid makes another appearance.


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TT: Hey Jake.

GT: Hello dirk.

TT: Could you do me a favor?

GT: If it isnt too bold to ask could i question what sort of favor it may be?

TT: It's nothing horrible. I just need you to pick me up from this bar I'm at.

GT: The bar? What in the dickens are you doing there at this hour?

GT: Its nearly two in the morning!

TT: Thus why I should be picked up.

TT: I was lonely.

GT: Jesus christ on a milk cracker.

TT: That's quite an image.

GT: Quite.

GT: Do i have to physically come in and drag you out of the bar?

GT: Or will you be waiting for me on the steps.

TT: No, no. I'm not drunk or anything. I'm staying inside because it's cold as balls outside, but just text me when you're here.

GT: :/

TT: Please Jake?

TT: I'm not feeling like walking home right now.

GT: I know, i know.

GT: Just.

GT: Is it going to be only you im driving home?

GT: I dont want another one of your single night stands in here.

TT: Are you asking me if I'm bringing a guy with me?

GT: Thats exactly what im asking.

TT: That's quite a personal question. Just for your information, no. Didn't find anyone. It's just my sorry ass you have to drive home.

TT: The more you message me the more I'm interested in just walking home.

GT: Oh, why, because i want to know whether or not i have to make room for another drunk?

TT: I told you I'm not drunk.

GT: I never said it was you.

TT: I don't see what the big deal is.

GT: There isnt a big deal, im already on my way over.

TT: Fine. I don't see why you care so much about me bringing others with me.

GT: Oh my god, i just wanted to know so i could prepare myself with whatever scumbag you decided to stick your dig into this time.

TT: Ah yes because I only allow scumbags to stick their dick into me.

GT: That isnt what i meant, i know that not all of them are bad guys but for the majority i have a hard time finding any redeeming qualities in them.

GT: You just deserve better than some bar bum.

TT: I'm not searching for redeeming qualities at the Pink Leopard Jake. That's just a fact.

TT: Easier said than done Jake.

TT: Why don't you just pluck the perfect man out of thin air if it's so easy.

GT: I never said i could!

GT: But none of these fellows are looking for anything but a quicky!

GT: Havent you noticed that they almost always leave before you wake up in the morning?

TT: It's not like I go here looking for anything else either.

TT: I'm very aware when they leave I'm a light sleeper. I don't stop them.

GT: God.

GT: Just.

GT: Whatever.

TT: Text me when you get here.

GT: Fine.

TT: Good.

GT: --golgothasterror [GT] has ceased pestering timaeustestified [TT]--

GT: --golgothasterror [GT] has began pestering timaeustestified [TT]--

GT: Im outside.

TT: Coming out.

GT: --golgothasterror [GT] has ceased pestering timaeustestified [TT]--

GT: -jake starts up the truck when he sees dirk walking out the front door.-

TT: -he pocketed his phone, finishing his drink and leaving a tip, pushing away from the bar and making his way outside; once outside he spotted Jake's car (or whatever he's driving specifically) and heads towards it-

GT: -he unlocks the door and turns up the heater as dirk approaches the vehicle, not bothering to push open the door from the inside or even look at him as he enters.-

TT: -he opens up the door himself, hopping in and closing it behind him, not giving any greeting and simply buckling in and pushing his hands towards the vents to warm them up-

GT: -pulling out of the parking lot and onto the main road the two drive to dirks apartment complex in a dead silence, the only noise heard in the low static coming from the radio.-

TT: -Dirk started to warm up soon enough, but he kept his gaze pointed to the side window-

GT: -after a few more minutes of them not talking to one another he speaks up.- so. My sister had herself baby a few days back.

TT: -he hummed- Wasn't her due date a couple weeks from now? Had the kid early huh.

GT: Yeah. Theyre healthy as a couple of horses though.

TT: Girl or boy?

GT: Two boys actually. There was going to be a girl in the mix but she died shortly after.

TT: Fuck. That's a shame. She have names for the boys?

GT: Hass and harrison.

TT: Good god.

GT: Something wrong with those names?

TT: I've never even met a Hass, or a Harrison. Your family certainly is special.

GT: Youve met my grandfather.

GT: Harrison hass harley.

TT: Other than someone from your family Jake.

GT: Just saying.

TT: So she named them both after him then.

GT: Yeah.

GT: She did.

TT: You seen them yet?

GT: I havent been able to just yet, theyre still in the nursery and they say it would be best to have visitors in about a week or so after everythings settled down.

TT: You think she'd mind if I visited?

GT: Your brother is certainly not wasting any time going down there himself, i dont think shell mind if you tag along.

TT: ( To make Dirk not seem like a fool, is Jake's sister Jade and is Dave the father of the babies or some other sorta thing? )

GT: (nah theyre just good friends)

TT: ( All right all right, thanks for clearing it up a lil c: )

GT: (no problem! :3))

TT: Eh. He's closer to her than I am. I'll tag along later.

GT: Well, i dont know how many times hes going to visit her while shes still at the hospital.

TT: Maybe I'll see her at home, or, something. I don't know.

GT: Yeah, maybe.

TT: -he sighed through his nose-

GT: Dont worry, were almost there.

TT: No, it's fine.

GT: Oh yes, its just dandy.

TT: Wasn't going to go that far, but all right.

GT: -soon enough theyre in front of the apartment complex.-

TT: -he shifted in his seat, before undoing the buckle on his seatbelt- Thanks for driving me.

GT: Dont mention it. I should really give you a copy of the bus schedule though.

GT: Just in case.

TT: -he shrugged- I could have walked. Just wasn't feeling too great earlier tonight so why would I feel better in the cold, sort of buzzed at two in the morning.

GT: Yeah, i get it.

GT: I just dont think you should be going out this frequently and staying at this late.

TT: I would love to stop. I don't enjoy all of it.

GT: So why do you keep doing it?

TT: It's nice having a person with you. Even if it's just for some sex and them sleeping over the night.

TT: ( Brb! I may time out a lot/completely, but I am still here, I promise! )

GT: (okay!)

GT: Are you telling me that youre lonely?

GT: I mean, you know that im always here for you.

GT: And that we can hang out whenever you want.

TT: I have plenty of friends for some friendly hanging out Jake. But thanks for the bro offer.

GT: Still, why do you need to have all these guys to make you feel less lonely?

TT: I can't land a boyfriend, and I'm looking for some sex. Easy to find them in bars.

GT: Why dont you just go on those speed dates?

TT: -he snorts- Those don't get me laid. And they don't really work too well.

GT: Boy howdy so this is all about getting laid?

GT: I could have helped you out with that!

GT: No.

GT: Wait.

GT: Fuck.

TT: -he snorts, genuinely laughing a bit- Nice slip up there.

GT: It wasnt a slip up!

GT: Wait, is a slip up good or bad in this situation?

TT: At the moment it's neutral.

TT: Jake. It's two in the morning.

TT: You realize what you're suggesting here?

GT: Uhm.

GT: Its.

GT: Its actually nearly three.

TT: Then it's three in the morning, do you realize what you're suggesting here.

GT: That.

GT: We should.

GT: I dont know, do something friends normally dont do with each other?

TT: Become friends with benefits?

GT: I guess?

TT: You sound pretty unsure.

TT: That's a large jump from being pissy at me earlier.

GT: Look, i just dont like the fact that youre letting all of these men sleep with you when they dont even care about you!

TT: I realize I'm not going to get a deep connection with a buzzed guy I find in a bar.

TT: It's better to have a person fucking me than myself with a dildo.

GT: Dirk, dont be lewd.

TT: Dildo.

GT: Dirk.

TT: It's a word Jake, dildo.

GT: It isnt a word we need to be using in this conversation!

TT: Sure it is. It's why I've been going to bars and taking guys home. They're better than a, wait for it, dildo.

GT: Youre impossible.

GT: Why do you need to get fucked so much anyhow?

GT: I dont see the point in it.

TT: It's satisfying. And the term "get fucked" isn't lewd?

GT: No.

TT: Surprising.

GT: Isnt it?

GT: Anyways.

GT: I would rather you attempt to find yourself a boyfriend rather than do this.

TT: Thanks for the suggestion. I'd much rather do that as well.

GT: So then why dont you?

GT: Try to find somebody in that club thats at least halfway decent.

TT: You've known me for years Jake, I'm not exactly great for a realtionship.

TT: I'm rather independent.

GT: Yes, i know.

GT: I just want whats best for you.

GT: Also im scared that one of these hooligans is secretly an axe murderer.

TT: Perhaps. That's the added downside of one night stands.

TT: Plus you get assholes.

GT: Heh.

GT: Literally.

TT: I suppose. I don't deal with their asshole much.

GT: Ew!

GT: This what i would call a tmi moment.

GT: Right?

GT: Isnt that what people say?

TT: Yeah that sounds about right.

TT: To continue this TMI conversation, it's only my asshole that gets the goods.

GT: Dirk strider!

GT: Thats enough tmi!

TT: All right, all right.

GT: Bluh! You nasty scoundrel.

GT: I need to get you a bible for your birthday.

TT: Many have tried, it doesn't help.

GT: Good lord i would hate to see how many you have in your collection.

TT: I don't keep them, I donate them.

TT: -he snorts- Jake it's three in the morning and we're talking about bibles and asshole.

GT: Hahaha, i suppose that isnt the best mix of topics but then again it is three am.

TT: Unless you have something more to add?

GT: Do you?

TT: I don't know Jake. It's been a weird evening.

GT: Im sorry about earlier.

GT: I shouldnt have behaved that way towards you.

TT: -he shrugged a bit, rubbing his brow- It's not a big deal.

GT: It is.

GT: We are friends.

GT: Friends shouldnt be angry with each other over nothing.

TT: I wouldn't want some drunk stranger in my car if I was driving a friend. I can see where you were coming from.

GT: It isnt any of my business though.

GT: I shouldnt be in your personal life.

TT: You've got to be in some of it as my best friend. So.

GT: Still. Im sorry.

TT: Apology accepted. I shouldn't have been so short with you either.

GT: I forgive you.

TT: -he ran his fingers through his hair, looking away from Jake and out of the windows-

GT: We dont need to do what was suggested just a few moments ago if you dont want to.

GT: I shouldnt have said anything.

TT: -he smiled just barely, before relaxing again- I just find it interesting you'd offer.

GT: I like you. A lot.

TT: From how you were acting about my one night stands it was starting to become a bit more obvious.

GT: Yeah, i think i could have toned it down on the deseperation.

TT: It wasn't terribly obvious. If we're speaking about the same thing.

GT: I think we are.

TT: Are you romantically interested in me Jake?

GT: Of course i am!

GT: I just never really made any moves because you seemed so preoccupied with somebody else.

TT: Oh you act as if it's so obvious!

TT: This somebody else is? Just, anyone who came by?

GT: Well, yes!

GT: I dont know if you were going to be serious with any of them!

TT: I wasn't for very long.

GT: It was like they were waiting in line for you.

GT: Everytime one went, another came!

TT: That seems to be how it is with flings.

TT: A lot of guys want to act as if they're not one night stands sort of guys.

TT: They insist we date some.

TT: Makes them feel better.

GT: Thats dumb.

TT: It gets me a boyfriend for a few weeks before they get tired of me.

GT: But if you know of their plans beforehand why put up with it?

TT: It gets me something. I'm getting rather desperate.

GT: You dont have to be desperate anymore.

GT: God that sounded stupid.

TT: It really did.

TT: I just don't believe you are interested in me.

GT: What? Why?

TT: I never pegged you as anything but heterosexual I suppose.

GT: Oh. Wow.

GT: Do i give that sort of vibe off?

GT: I didnt realize i had to act a certain way.

TT: No, just knowing you I just didn't guess. It's not a certain vibe.

GT: Well im usually not the one to take a fancy in men because usually theyre repulsed by the fact if theyre the ones who dont play for that team.

TT: Welcome to my world.

GT: Ha, yeah, tough place to live in.

TT: Easier if you go to gay bars.

GT: Ah, im afraid to go down that route.

TT: I was going to suggest you come with me some time, but it sounds as if you'd rather, date. Me.

GT: I do and if you dont want to date me then we can just leave it at that.

GT: We can stay friends and forget about all of this.

TT: This is bizarre. -he pushed his arm out towards Jake, pulling back the sleeve of his jacket- Pinch me.

GT: Are you trying to get at this whole situation could only happen in a dream? Youre bonkers, you know that? But if you insist. -he reaches over and pinches his arm.-

TT: -he winced a bit, nodding his head- It seems like something out of a dream to me. But that hurt, and I didn't wake up. So this really must be Jake English announcing his interest in me romantically at three in the morning in his truck.

GT: It isnt the best time and place to do this but since it sort of came out on its own i believe that it would be best to let it all out instead of denying it. If you think about it, it kind of feels like the plot to a porno. Not that im thinking about having sex with you in here or anything! Jesus christmas! I need a verbal filter installed inside of me.

TT: Your lack of verbal filter is enjoyable to say the least. It definitely feels like the opening to a porno. Only thing we need is for one of us to not be wearing underwear and it just, happens. Oh golly. What a surprise.

GT: Please tell me that you havent been talking to me while going full on commando this entire time. Seriously, are we in a porno here? Is the kind of universe we live in where this stuff actually happens in day to day life?

TT: I can promise you I'm wearing my tight fitting boxers. My nice ones. Unless you have the sudden urge to grab at my crotch I don't believe it's a porno.

GT: I assure you that my hands will stay right where they are because with my luck if i even considered about doing that somebody would come by and catch us in the act.

TT: At three in the morning? I doubt it. Maybe five in the morning. But not three.

GT: I mean, were awake at three in the morning.

GT: Why wouldnt anybody else be?

TT: I don't think they're walking around outside in this weather. Or peeking in trucks.

GT: A copper might but then again ive crossed paths with them just enough to have developed some sort of radar on them.

TT: So you could be dick first in me and perk up like a dog, knowing there's a "copper" coming on over?

GT: Thats what im saying!

GT: Also, it doesnt help that i tricked out this radio here a little.

GT: Now i can just happen to hear the police monitors.

TT: You tricked it out to listen to their feed didn't you.

TT: Oh come now.

GT: Dont tell me that it wasnt a smart move.

TT: It was a good move, fair enough.

GT: Ha! See?

GT: Jade told me that it was "illegal" and that i could potentially get "arrested" for installing it.

TT: It might be. I wouldn't know. You're a big important uncle now, no need to go get arrested.

GT: Youre right, i need to stick around and show my nephews the proper way to shoots a gun and pick a lock and which comics to read!

TT: Sounds about right. Jade can easily do the gun portion on her own.

GT: Yes but shes all about rifles, they have to have other options presented to them.

TT: Oh of course of course, forgive me.

GT: Youre thoroughly forgiven.

TT: I just think it's amazing you're an uncle now.

GT: I know right? I cant completely come to terms with it myself, it seems so surreal!

GT: I hope they like me.

TT: You're a big boy now. -he playfully punches at Jake's chest- And I'm sure they will.

GT: -punches him back in the arm, laughing.- they better! Or i shall smother them in all the love they refuse to give me!

TT: That may make them dislike you more. I highly doubt they won't like you though. No worries there.

GT: Even so, i will promise right here and now that i will be the best uncle known to man!

TT: Yes, yes. We get that.

GT: And so will you!

TT: So will I what?

GT: Youre going to be like an uncle too, arent you?

TT: Why would I be?

GT: I dont know? I think we would be seeing them a lot.

TT: I suppose. I'm just an add on uncle. A fake one.

TT: Luckily that leaves me with no responsibility.

TT: I'm not the best with kids.

GT: Not true, remember that one time we babysat together?

TT: Yes. You babysat. And I sat away from the baby.

GT: You fed him and put him to sleep, i just did everything in between.

TT: -he shrugs as if it's no big deal- Feeding was luck, putting him to sleep was because babies find me boring, easy peasy.

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GT: Oh please, you arent giving yourself enough credit here.

GT: I would have never been able to put that baby to sleep!

TT: Yes, because you'll be the "fun uncle". I'll be that one guy that hangs out with fun uncle Jake.

GT: Yeah, reasonably fun uncle dirk!

GT: Who keeps us away from certain danger and prevents our untimely demise.

TT: It's sweet that you're trying. -he adjusted himself so that he was laying sort of on his side facing Jake in the seat- And very true. I would be the sane one.

GT: See? We balance each other out here.

GT: Besides, it isnt like youre not any fun, dirk.

GT: Weve had many fun times under our belts!

TT: Oh yes, I can easily agree to that. We have had a lot of fun over the years.

TT: Speaking of years.

TT: How long have you been interested in me?

GT: Back on this i see.

GT: I would say about, hm, i dont know.

GT: Six or seven years.

TT: Holy shit.

TT: Fuck we're stupid.

GT: Yes, ive faniced you for quite some time! -he chuckled nervously, tapping his thumbs again the drivers wheel.- but i dont believe it makes either one of us stupid.

GT: Though, maybe it does with me because i was too chicken to do anything with these feelings.

TT: -he let out a sigh, rubbing his forehead- No no, we are very, very stupid. I've been infatuated with you for just about that long. If not longer.

GT: -the tapping stops suddenly, leaving another moment of silence between them.-

GT: Oh.

GT: I.

GT: Wow.

GT: Just, wow!

TT: -he shifts again, murmuring an agreement- Yeah.

GT: I wish i told you about this sooner, instead of getting on your case about every guy you shot heart eyes at.

GT: I just didnt want to ruin what we already had.

GT: You know how it can be in those situations.

TT: Trust me. That's what I've been living the entire time.

TT: Especially with me in the mindset that you weren't even interested in men.

GT: Oh boy.

TT: It's far harder to bring up when you think you're telling your hetero friend that you like him far more than friendly.

GT: Ive been there before.

GT: Not with you, obviously.

GT: But with some other chap whom i had affections for before i directed my affectios towards you.

GT: I believe i said affections one two many in that last sentence of mine.

GT: Forgive me for that, my mind is just all over the place!

TT: I think I can handle you saying affections more than necessary Jake.

GT: Right, right.

GT: Thank you for your patience.

TT: We're essentially announcing our, liking each other here.

GT: I have to say, it isnt exactly the way i pictured it.

TT: At three something in the morning after I sat in a bar alone for a few hours and we argued and now we're doing it in your truck?

TT: Me either.

TT: I'm not complaining.

GT: I dont think i am either, really.

GT: But maybe i am.

TT: And why?

GT: I wanted to woo you first, maybe take you out to dinner sometime in a nice resturant.

TT: That'd be suspicious. Now that, we're interested in dating perhaps, you could always do that as a date.

GT: Are you free any time this week?

TT: I'm free tomorrow. Or the next day. Or any day this week.

GT: Then, would you care to go out to dinner with yours truly tomorrow?

TT: I would love it.

GT: Fantastic!!!!

TT: Geeze- calm down!

TT: You knew I was going to say yes.

GT: I know! I know!

GT: Its just so much better to hear those words come out of your mouth!!!!

TT: -he chuckled a bit- Okay, okay.

GT: Yeah, so. Its a date.

TT: It's a date.

TT: So.

TT: It's late.

GT: So.

GT: Yeah.

GT: I didnt mean to keep you up.

TT: Trust me, I'd rather have done this than go to bed slightly angry with you.

GT: I feel the same.

GT: I dont like it when we fight.

GT: Were both too stubborn to apologize to each other.

TT: It happens. It wasn't even remotely close to a horrid fight.

GT: Very true.

TT: -he paused- Do you want to stay over?

GT: Uhm. Like. In the same bed?

TT: I have the futon. You can go home. I was just curious. I wasn't suggesting anything.

GT: No, i mean, i never thought of it like that!

GT: I was just wondering what our sleeping arrangements would be.

TT: We could sleep in the same bed.

TT: It's big enough for two.

GT: Ha. Yes im sure.

GT: I just didnt want you sleeping on that lumpy futon of yours.

TT: No need for you to sleep on the lumpy futon either.

TT: I apparently need a new one.

GT: I found a roach in there just the other day.

GT: I would say that its time to let the old girl go.

TT: She's done me so much good.

TT: But I suppose.

TT: I'll look into it.

GT: We should give her a vikings funeral.

TT: You just love to toy with the law don't you.

TT: The offer stands. But I'll be seeing you tomorrow anyways.

GT: Dirk, this is america.

GT: If i cant have a causual vikings funeral then i am not truly free.

TT: Oh don't start with the America nonsense.

GT: -attempts a texan accent.- murica.

TT: You're hurting me right here, -he put a hand over his own chest- in my heart.

GT: -he grinned at him and then switched over to a look of pure sorrow.- oh dear, it looks like ive turned into quite the heartbreaker.

GT: Curse you, murica!

GT: Curse you!!!!

TT: You're just absurd. More so than normal. -he chuckled softly- All right. If either of us is going to be ready for that date tomorrow, we need to sleep.

GT: Right! How about i decline your offer for tonight? I want to pick you up tomorrow looking fresh to death.

TT: Sounds good. I'll take fresh to death Jake rather than sleepover Jake. -he made sure he had everything- Thanks again for picking me up.

GT: Not a problem! Ill be over by seven. -leans over and presses a kiss on his cheek.-

TT: Text me a reminder tomorrow. Also how I should dress. -he hummed at the kiss to his cheek, opening up the truck door and climbing out- Night Jake.

GT: -waves after him excitedly.- good night, dirk! Pleasant dreams!

TT: -Dirk had slept in which was an odd thing for him to do, but it left him with just enough time to get ready without feeling like he was dragging it out or leaving without something to do. He spent a while on his hair of course, and made sure he was showered and clean and dressed appropriately for where Jake was taking him. He was also without his shades, figuring it was a well earned right for Jake to see him without them, especially on a date. At the moment he was sitting in his living room, ready to go and a bit antsy. It wasn't every day you dated your best friend.-

GT: -jake slept like a rock, as per usual and when he woke it was just after the sun rose above the horizon. He didnt bother to get dressed until about five but he managed to get a shower and put on a decent attire which consisted of a dark gray vest over a black button up and a green bowtie to complete the image. He decided that now wasnt the best time for his khaki shorts and instead replaced them with long black pants. When he arrived at dirks door at six o clock on the dot he had a small bouquet of flowers in one hand, the other fiddling with his tie. Once he was sure that he looked his best he knocked on the door a few times, taking a step back.-

TT: -He answered the door relatively quickly. Dirk himself was dressed in a pair of black jeans, with an orange button up shirt unbuttoned a couple buttons, and a black suit coat. He was also wearing black shoes and had an orange pocket scarf. It certainly enhanced his bright amber eyes. He paused to glance at the flowers before at Jake, raising a dark blond eyebrow (which didn't match his bleach blond hair, but contracted against porcelain skin) almost as if he was questioning him- Hey there. Right on time.

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GT: -after a moment or two of drooling over the others appearance he snapped himself out of it and shoved the flowers in front of him, face already turning a slight shade of red.- of course i am! You look absolutely stunning! Especially with those peepers of yours, simply breath taking. I look to be in rags compared to you if im being honest!

TT: Jake, Jake, you're shouting. Like. Screaming. I have neighbors you know. -he took the flowers with a small thank you, taking a moment to smell them before turning back into his apartment. Had to get the flowers in a vase after all- And I wouldn't call what you're wearing rags. You've got me swooning over here, it may not look it, but I am. -he came back, flowers in a vase in his living room- You look dashing as usual. More so.

GT: -tugs at the collar of his shirt.- am i screaming? Ha! I apologize for that, pal. When i get all out of sorts i tend to not have any control over the pitch of my voice! Ill try to lower the volume just so that the neighbors dont rat us out or what have you.

TT: Thanks for the flowers again. It was a sweet gesture. You ready to go? I certainly am. Nervously excited just like you must be. -he moved out of his apartment, turning to lock up before pocketing his keys and turning back to Jake-


♑: *The Grand Highblood smirks, seated at his throne, awaiting for his favorite pet to arrive, yawning*

♌: -The Disciple is literally being dragged into the throne room, chains grinding up together as she attempts to jerk herself out of the grasp of a couple blue blooded guards. Restraints on her hands and feet assure everyone that escape is futile for her.- Let me go! Let me go!!

♑: -She is then taken to the foot of the throne, the massive troll grinning, his new pet now at his feet- Hello, Little One...

♌: -She pauses in her tantrum to spit at his feet, afterwards she is promptly backhanded by one of the two guards.-

♑: -He grabs her chains, waving the guards off, chuckling- Now now, Meulin, that's no way to treat your Daddy!

♌: -A completely repulsed expression forms on her face followed by a shiver of disgust.-

♑: -He growls, and grips her throat- Girl, I will tear your heart from your body, starting from the veins in your toes, leading up, and I will make sure you suffer... Or, you can just play along, and you will be spoiled beyond your wildest dreams...

♌: -She claws at his hands, trying to get him to release the harsh grip on her throat. She begins to speak up once she feels his grip on her loosen.- Why would I EVER want to play along with the likes of YOU! You had my love executed in front of my and you had my friends enslaved, you're a monster and I HATE YOU!

♑: *He glares at her, squeezing harder* Yes, I know you do. You've seen what I can do, You know how my head works... So it surprises me that you still have all this fight left in you... I did all the things you said, you've witnessed my cruelty and brutality... What's keeping you ticking?

♌: What's keeping me ticking is the fact that I know you're just some spoiled highblood with a god complex. One who doesn't deserve my respect nor my fear. The only thing you've be getting out of me is rage and distaste for everything you do and for who you are. You're the most pathetic thing I have ever had the displeasure of coming across.

♑: -He raises both of his eyebrows in surprise, honestly having thought she'd be soulless, and looking for some sort of release from her pain and misery. He releases her throat, making her drop onto his lap- Hm... You have a fire in your belly... I like this fire... Meulin, do you remember from long ago, when we were young trolls? I was just a tall, lanky little youth, and you were the obedient, disciplined girl from out of town... I'd fallen in love with you the day we met, and when I'd asked you to be my Matesprit, you blushed and fluttered your eyelashes... And you shot me down, told me you loved another...

♌: -She landed on his lap with a small 'oof' rubbing the pain in her neck away and gulping in as much air as she possibly could, finally able to regain her composure and dial down the vast amount of blood that had been built up in her face while being choked.- I remember it. Those memories mean nothing to me now, you've changed ever since I decided to leave the city and travel with my beloved. I'm, for one, grateful that I had been persuaded to leave your side. I was far too blinded by our past relationship to see you for what you truly were. Or. For what you were becoming.

♑: -He gives a soft sigh, wiping the make-up from his face, revealing aaaallll his scars, and bruises, his eyes dark, and... Tired* I know... I have been turned to a beast, a nightmare I never planned to be... A creature of a Blood, Torment, and fear... But not of my own design... I was a pawn in a war I wanted nothing to do with but the wretched Batter Witch... She... She showed me things... Brief things, that had horrified me, told me that... If I were to accept her command, I wouldn't have to see it ever again... I... I...

♌: -Meulin still refused to look at him, crossing her arms over her chest.- I don't care what she showed you. You ruined my life even before all that nonsense because you couldn't handle the fact that I didn't return your feelings. And now you're going to try and patch things up after all the grief you just put me through. You aren't even sorry, you don't regret what you did, you couldn't even do me mercy by letting me die beside him! You just laughed at his limp body and had the audience give the executioners a round of applause for their work.

♑: -He shudders, looking down at her, his lip quivering, as he takes a deep breath, and gently pets her, his massive hands giving her the first gentle touch she'd felt in a long time- I know... Meulin, I know... I can never repay you for what I've done, but I want you to know... I truly am sorry... I wish I had your discipline, and your... Your courage, maybe I'd have gotten a chance to resist her...

♌: -She slaps his hand away, sniffling as the angry tears start to well up.- You can't keep blaming her for your behavior! She didn't make you say what you said and you weren't obligated to show up! Now look. I'm going to be stuck here for the rest of my life just so I can be your fucking play thing. -The tears start to stream down her face before she can stop them.-

♑: -He looks at her... And grabs her chains, snapping them in half, letting them dangle from her wrists, as he does the same to her legs' chains*

♌: -This time she actually jumps for the sudden movements, digging her nails into his leg just enough for a few drops of blood to escape from his skin.-

♑: -He gives a soft sniffle, and just gazes down at her, his eyes deep and sad, with no reaction*

♌: What are you doing?

♌: ((BRB i'm go1ng to back in about twenty or so minutes?

♑: You aren't stuck... You can leave... I just... Wanted to see you again...

♑: //Kk!\\

♑: //You back yet?\\

♌: ((Sorry!!!!! I got caught up in some of my chores

♌: Some way of doing so.

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