Catalina Cancio

Catalina Cancio, "Cat" or "CC", 22, Single Submissive, Neutral, Shop Assistant Fair Verona RP Account

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“Yes.  A natural blonde also.  Though I am unsure if this makes a difference.”  She laughed.  She was not being serious though her hand did raise to curl strands of her hair around her finger.  “Great!  I am sure he will be very pleased to hear this.  Is there a time that would be best for you that I can tell him?”  She grinned.  “I am thinking shirtless is a favorite type of most people Sir.”  She included herself in this as she had displayed in her gaze when she had arrived.  “I am thinking asshole is not such a common want but I am able to ask him if that is his type if you wish me to?”  She laughed again.  She was only joking.

Cat rolled her eyes.  “It is just a broken leg.  Everybody is treating me as though this means my head is in danger of falling off and I am certain it is not.  I am still capable of completing tasks it shall just take me some more time to get there.  I have fallen over many more times when drunk than I have on these.”  She indicated the crutches.

Perhaps there was a point being missed here, but that wasn’t anything he cared enough to correct. Instead, information about her hair color seemed to go in one ear, and right back out the other. He did have the common decency to nod though, feigning understanding or interest until they rounded back to the business. The mention of shirtless business ventures was enough to rouse a laugh from the hollows of his chest, shaking his head just a little bit to try and get rid of the notion before words would follow the gesture. “You let me know just what his type is, and then I’ll decide which part is most important.”  Suggested, offering a wink that was soon paired with the perfect grin - just as crooked as he was. 

“It might be just a broken leg, but broken is meant to be healed, so forgive me for being old fashioned.”  He leaned forward, almost dramatically, faking a bowing gesture before standing straight again. “But feel free to hobble your independence right back out the door, then, I solemnly swear to not try and hold it open for you.” 

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“I shall tell him to tell you his type himself when he calls to arrange your meeting. I am sure the two of you shall work all things out from there.” She laughed at the bow. Then she rolled her eyes to the comment. She used her crutches to reach the door and opened it without any trouble and then easily closed it behind her as she left.

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ofwastedwinds‌:

“Blondes.”  The word was repeated, not as if he didn’t quite understand it - but instead because the notion that sending a messenger because they were cute as opposed to capable was absurd, to him. That, coupled with the fact that, the assumption was almost entirely off the mark, but that secret would be kept quiet behind lips - at least for now. Instead, he stopped to study the female again, observing the way she moved rather than what she said, people told you far more about themselves that way. 

“Generally, I’m interested in making money, yes. A formal meeting will do, preferably a little more planned, unless of course shirtless asshole are his type, I guess.”  It was crass and he knew it, but didn’t much care about the implications. There was a certain amount of risk when dealing with Rhys, and most knew the reputation that proceeded him. If they weren’t smart enough to do their homework, learning the hard way - well, it was always entertaining, at least. 

“And next time, tell him to stop letting injured women run his errands, it makes him look like a proper twat, even if you do have the time.” 

“Yes.  A natural blonde also.  Though I am unsure if this makes a difference.”  She laughed.  She was not being serious though her hand did raise to curl strands of her hair around her finger.  “Great!  I am sure he will be very pleased to hear this.  Is there a time that would be best for you that I can tell him?”  She grinned.  “I am thinking shirtless is a favorite type of most people Sir.”  She included herself in this as she had displayed in her gaze when she had arrived.  “I am thinking asshole is not such a common want but I am able to ask him if that is his type if you wish me to?”  She laughed again.  She was only joking.

Cat rolled her eyes.  “It is just a broken leg.  Everybody is treating me as though this means my head is in danger of falling off and I am certain it is not.  I am still capable of completing tasks it shall just take me some more time to get there.  I have fallen over many more times when drunk than I have on these.”  She indicated the crutches.

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Lottie: I think a big bowl and a few straws will easily clear up any extras.

Lottie: I'll get extra soda to help the taste.

Cat: I have a bowl! Are you able to bring the straws?

Cat: Pick up anything you wish to try and mix and I shall pay you back for it

Cat: Should I also prepare the sofa for you to pass out upon?

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ofwastedwinds‌:

This time he’d made more of a point to listen to the words that were pouring from the girl in front of him. It was a lot of information to send by way of messenger, thankfully he generally didn’t turn down money - especially when it was presented in the threat of desperation. After all, supply and demand put you in quite a nice place when you were the one making the rules. The thought alone was enough to bring a grin to features, predatory almost, like the wolf that had been offered the sheep without actually having to chase it down. 

“And this friend thought it was wise to send you, in…”  A hand waved toward the crutches, her plastered leg. “That condition, then? Doesn’t sound like much of a friend to me.”  He observed without bothering to add any sugar coated bullshit to the statement. It seemed rather stupid to send someone who seemed at such a disadvantage, especially if they were trying to make some kind of good impression. Spoiler alert - that had already went straight out the window. 

“Did your friend happen to give you any other details, such as price, or am I supposed to just shoot in the dark here?” 

“Actually I was the one who offered Sir.  It is just a broken leg I am still able to be of use.  I am currently not able to work though so I had the time.  All of the businesses are still recovering from the riots so he has been tied up with that and then the brewery news came also which needing addressing quickly.  I was in the right place at the right time.”  She laughed.  Her shoulders lifted in a shrug also.  “Or perhaps he believes you to like blondes and I am a ploy though he did not mention this.”

She shook her head.  “No I am literally just the messenger.  It is not my business to put a price on.  I am simply here to see if you are interested to avoid wasting a lot of time.  If you are interested I am able to arrange a formal meeting for you two to discuss and if not I shall let him know this.”

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Heavy footsteps seemed to echo across the floor, a dramatic notion considering it made this entire interaction feel like it had been pulled straight from the silver screen. It was not quite the serious, at least not yet. Instead, that much was evident by the slight hitch in his step, the way that muscle rippled beneath skin when he moved was relaxed, a rare gem - for him. That, however, didn’t change the fact that he was still retreating from where the conversation was headed. 

“No, I heard you. I still don’t know why you’re telling me, though.”  Hand reached for the shirt he’d left on one of the benches, turning as it was pulled over his head. Clearly, the dominant was still more than confused about where his piece of the puzzle fit in here, unsure if it was business that he wanted to be involved in. After all, his involvement usually came with a paycheck to accompany it, and not many were seeking out the advice of a killer on their day-to-day lives.

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Catalina had not expected the man she had come to see to not have a shirt on.  It had been a welcome surprise and the movement of her eyes was a display of how welcome it was but it was a distraction also.  The distraction had led to her explaining the reason for her visit to become flustered and not the coherent delivery of information she had wished it to be.  She used her crutches to aid her walking with her broken and plastered leg.  She could not quickly hide the disappointed expression on her face when he now had a shirt on but at least this way she was no longer distracted.

“Sorry.  I shall try again.  I am here for a friend Sir.  He mentioned your name.  Said you took care of him at school or something like this.  He owns a bar but the attached brewery has fully retreated from Verona following the riots so he must now find a new brewery.  I confess I do not understand how the business works but I am assuming a bar with no brewery attached is a bad thing?  And with other bars also affected he is wanting to be ahead of the curve with the offer of business before you are swamped with other requests.  If you are not interested I am able to return and say so but he felt quickness was key which is why I am here.”

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carlo--romano‌:

It was a loaded question, and again, was he feeling brave after everything that had happened recently? He wasn’t entirely sure. Carlo could use this, however, as his chance to try to get himself back to form. His eyes darted around the surrounding area and tried to consider where he would like to have her. They were very much in the open. Although he didn’t care about being seen by other people so much, but he certainly didn’t need to get himself into trouble for public indecency. Wherever he took her, it would need to be out of the way.

“I am curious to see just how loud you do get, but we’ll have to see… who knows what the future will bring.” He had to admit, he hadn’t been around someone who was so obvious with their flirting for a long time. There was no questioning what she wanted from him, that was for certain. “Are you asking for me to mark you so that others see them and end up being jealous of what you might have experienced?”

Cat noticed Carlo looking around.  She was aware she got enjoyment from being naughty in open places and the risk of becoming caught was a cause of excitement for her but she also understood this was not true for everybody.  “I do not mind private places either Sir.  As long as there are walls to be pushed against.”  She felt the need to clarify but also still flirt.  “I am thinking perhaps I should be quiet and let you speak before you grow tired of me and gag me?”

His question was direct.  Which was how she liked them to be.  It made potential misunderstandings less likely to occur.  She could answer directly also.  “Yes Sir.  I am.  I feel the marks you shall leave will remain as a reminder for some days.  Just how I like them.  I shall also send anyone who becomes jealous of them to you if this is what you would like?”

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jim-ofalltrades-montague‌:

With an offer like that, Jim would have to be a lot closer to dead to turn it down. It had been a long time since he’d had a scene this casual and honest, who was he to complain if it fell in his lap? And now that she’d offered, well, he definitely wanted to see her with his bruises. “Let’s keep it a surprise. You look like someone who enjoys staying on the…edge.” He left enough of a pause to give an extra layer of meaning to his meaning. He finished the rest of his drink and set it down before standing up. “Come with me. Now.” He didn’t wait to see if she would follow his order, assuming that she would do as he said. There was a side door to this bar that he used relatively often. Conveniently enough, it led to a quiet alley that he was confident would be empty at this time of night. As soon as she came out, he shut the door behind her and pushed her back against the wall, just a little roughly to show he was calling the shots now. “You’ll be on your knees before long. But I’m going to take a taste first.” He swooped down for a kiss, keeping her pinned to the wall as he did. 

The extra layers of meaning behind his words were picked up by Cat and they caused her to grin.  “I enjoy it very much Sir.  though the more I am kept on the edge, the more I beg.”  She bit her lip and looked up through her lashes.  She knew now she would get what she had offered and she felt her arousal spike as well as her submissive nature begin to take hold.  “Yes Sir.”  Her response was obedient but still flirty with a tone low and husky.  She followed him out of the door and into the alley.  The push to the wall caused her to squeal with excitement but there was no protest from her.  Her eyes gazed with hunger and her smile became brighter upon being told she would soon be on her knees.  “One taste shall not be enough Sir.  I am thinking you shall want several.”  It was her last tease.  She became lost in the kiss and returned it with the addition of her own want and need.  A soft moan of pleasure left her.  Her leg twisted around his also to attempt to pull him closer.  It showed how eager she now was for him.

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Cat: I feel I shall owe you a wild night out for this but I am thinking staying in is the best idea also.

Cat: Rum, Vodka, Gin, Tequila ... for a start?

Lottie: A debt I will happily cash in when you are well again :)

Lottie: So just a few drinks then?

Cat: I shall hold you to this.

Cat: Enough 'fews' to lessen the pain, cheer me up and help me to sleep but yes a few.

Cat: If any goes unfinished I am sure we shall discover a use for it

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[text]: Did you make it through?

[text]: I have a broken leg and have been unable to get laid for over a week so I am feeling this is the worst week ever.  Are you injured at all?

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[text]: I am glad

[text]: I shall enjoy the company but my parents are home so you shall need to sneak in through the window again

[text]: I can’t stay all night, there is a curfew on us right now, but I’ll come over for a few hours. [text]: I’ll be there in an hour.

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[text] I am thinking this is a rule you shall break eventually ;)

[text] But I shall remind you this night to ensure you are not late

[text] Thank you.  See you soon

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Cat: I have a broken leg and am unable to be out much so I am frustrated. Did you avoid the troubles?

Cat: Any way possible. I have not left my room much and have seen nobody. I feel it is making me crazy!

Deo: I hid in a bakery with a friend so I was safe enough.

Deo: Sorry to hear you were caught in it.

Deo: Want a visitor?

Cat: I am hoping there was cake?

Cat: Cake makes all situations better I feel

Cat: A visitor would be very nice. I shall attempt to not be grumpy whilst you are here

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Cat: I can attempt to be and really wish to be!

Cat: I feel this is a better idea. Bring enough for us to pass out and I shall provide some money towards it?

Lottie: I would hate to feel any responsibility for you injuring yourself further so lets do this at yours.

Lottie: Not a problem, any preference what I bring?

Cat: I feel I shall owe you a wild night out for this but I am thinking staying in is the best idea also.

Cat: Rum, Vodka, Gin, Tequila ... for a start?

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Lottie: Shit, that's not good. You can't be out at a bar then.

Lottie: I could bring alcohol to you if you want.

Cat: I can attempt to be and really wish to be!

Cat: I feel this is a better idea. Bring enough for us to pass out and I shall provide some money towards it?

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Cat: Yes please! It shall take me some time to hobble there upon my crutches but I shall be there!

Lottie: What do you mean you are on crutches?

Cat: The store in which I work was hit by the rioters

Cat: My leg is broken and in plaster. This is why I have not been out in recent times

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[text]: Did you make it through?

[text]: I have a broken leg and have been unable to get laid for over a week so I am feeling this is the worst week ever.  Are you injured at all?

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[text]: I didn’t get injured. [text]: I can come over. If you want.

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[text]: I am glad

[text]: I shall enjoy the company but my parents are home so you shall need to sneak in through the window again

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jim-ofalltrades-montague‌:

He couldn’t entirely hide the raised eyebrows as she started to speak and was increasingly explicit about her kinks. Apparently the fact that they were in a public place like this had no effect at all on her, which was intriguing enough. That last statement though had him snorting in pure amusement. Well. That was one way to answer his question. He took a longer sip of his drink so the glass was close to empty, showing his own approval of what she’d been saying but stopping before it seemed like he was ready to rush on out of there. “Your hobbies seem fairly complimentary to some of my own. But I don’t usually carry ropes to concerts. Perhaps if you beg very prettily, you can convince me to mark up that pale skin.”

Cat believed she could read expressions quite well.  She noticed the raising eyebrow.  Though it was subtle but enough to encourage her to continue as she was.  The place did not matter to her and doing things within a public place was a kink of hers also though not one she was able to explore as often as she would like.  The snort and faster pace of drinking were clearer signs that she had his interest which she now intended to fully keep.  “I am very pleased to hear this Sir.  Am I able to ask which you feel are the most compatible?  Or shall this remain a surprise for me?”  She grinned.  “Perhaps you should carry ropes everywhere Sir?  You are never aware of when a small girl shall require restraining.  It could be any time and any where.”  She bit her lip.  Then leaned close and caused her voice to become lower and raspier.  “It has been too long since I had marks all over me Sir.  Please will you fix this?  I wish to feel and see what you leave on me for days.  I am all yours to do what you wish with.”  She looked up through her lashes.  “If you wish it I shall get to my knees here to beg Sir to show you how much I am in need of you.”

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carlo--romano‌:

A challenge. Carlo hadn’t expected that. When he’d woken up that morning, he’d expected to have a quiet day trying to forget about the same thing he’d been thinking about for days. This was a nice change of pace, and somehow had him forgetting about whatever problems he’d been dealing with to have a little playful conversation. “Are you questioning whether I’m brave, or not? Tsk…” He leaned in towards her, “And if I am brave enough, does this mean I’d get to be able to pick you up and push you against a wall?” He was all talk at the moment, in the back of his mind he was still questioning himself, but he wondered if a round with a new submissive that he didn’t know would help him regain some confidence. An encounter like this was very much his style from when he was in Ragusa, and it felt a little more familiar. There weren’t any expectations here, just the potential for good fun.

Carlo couldn’t hold back his laugh at her answer. She was certainly a bold one, and not at all afraid of putting herself out there. His eyes ran over her again before meeting her gaze. “How many times have you had the police called in just because of your screaming?” He was curious if it had happened in the past for her. “As for the rest, well, it sounds like you certainly know how to have a good time. For someone your size, it sounds like you enjoy it a bit rough.” He smirked a bit at the fact that she seemed at least willing to work for her reward.

“Perhaps I am questioning Sir.  But I feel the only way for you to stop this shall be to provide some evidence of your bravery.  This way I shall know to not question further and instead I may focus on other more fun thoughts involving you.”  She enjoyed this teasing.  It was much fun for her and she was interested in where it could lead and this encouraged her to continue.  “A wall, the floor, this bench, that tree over there.  I do not mind where you push me Sir.  I enjoy it in all places.  So am thinking the question is; what are you brave enough to push me against Sir?”  Her smile was bright and cheeky.  The encounters of this kind were the most fun for her.  There were no expectations or pressures.  Simply two people exploring each other, having a lot of fun and satisfying some needs.

Cat liked the sound of his laugh.  She enjoyed to cheer others up and the laugh was a sign that she had managed to do so.  “Just once.  But I must admit it was a lot of fun Sir.  If you are wishing to attempt to make it happen a second time I shall definitely encourage you Sir.”  Her flirting was obvious but she was not subtle anyway.  She found her life became simpler when she was direct.  “Do not be concerned with my size Sir.  I am able to take a lot and I love doing so.  I am often believing the best encounters are those which leave behind marks to bring the memories back for days.  Or to show off to create jealousy in others.”