CAPTAIN'S DAUGHTER

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neogothical:

“Your sexy pizza boy?” Don’t think too hard about it, Ryuga. “For the past few years I’ve just gone as characters I like… I don’t know if I feel like doing that this year.”

       “I haven’t really done...anything unless I get invited to a party. Then I generally go as something basic. Sexy witch, sexy nurse. I once went as a plague doctor, but nobody talked to me all night, so. Erm. I really don’t think ‘scary’ is in anymore. If you’d like to pair up with me, we could do something spectacular, I’m certain. But Meg has to be included in some way, even if she’s just a pumpkin.”

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“No idea what I’m going to wear for Halloween this year… I don’t want to hear ‘sexy pizza boy’ as a viable option.”

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        “No? Quel dommage. You could be my sexy pizza boy.” Whatever that meant. “Ah...something genuinely scary is traditional, but...sexy seems to be the trend as of late. I haven’t given much thought to what I’m doing either.”

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“ I’m Tem. I’ve never heard of you.”

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           “I’ve yet to be published, so it doesn’t surprise me that you’re clueless. Of course, I am rather well known in this area: the ever-elusive, timeless Miss Naux? But I don’t know of you either. You’re---a celebrity, or only pompous?”

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            “I’m s-sorry, I just c-ca-han’t help myself.” Sniffle, sniffle. “You’re so cute...”

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neogothical:

“…We should hold hands?”

            “Actually, I wanted to chase after that woman with the tiny dog...but holding hands isn’t so bad either...you don’t have sweaty palms, do you?”

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              i’ve been gone for so long...is anybody still around?

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             “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”

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ignirae:

     “ ah, i can say it. i’m a bodyguard for an oil mogul and his family, but i usually only escort them on official business. they pay me like a full-timer, though. “  quincy was happy to have such a lax job, especially since he had to worry more about trying to sleep at night and blocking out his warring days.  “ the body can be slow picking up those kinds of changes, though. took me a couple of days before i could fork my food without missing! you oughtta be thankful for both of your pretty eyes, mademoiselle. “

          “That sounds fantastic. Or that it pays fantastically---that’s what I mean. I’d love a job like that. Of course, I’m nowhere near bodyguard material. Perhaps sometime in the future...?” But then again, the thought of becoming as irreversibly marred as him was not appealing. “Yes, I’m quite grateful for my eyes. Unfortunately, I need glasses, so they could be better, but I’m generally content with them as they are.” She shrugged delicately and moved a little closer. “Have you got any exciting stories to tell? I’m a novelist, you see. I thrive off this sort of thing.”

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neogothical:

“Uh, y-yeah, working at a bookstore would be fun, I guess.” He’s going to just pretend he didn’t have the assumption that he was going to be working at her other job. That probably wouldn’t be too practical. What, would he be hired out as a sub or something…? No, this isn’t good to think about. “Dude, it’s fine. Just getting some of the workload off your back is good enough. You’re seriously stretching yourself thin. I’m worried, okay?” Man, she knew just how to embarrass him. “N-No, that’s not what I meant! Perverse fantasies between us are to be kept to a minimum! I-I don’t know, wouldn’t I have to be more… Formal towards you?”

          “I’m a working woman! If I’m not spread thin, I’m not working hard enough!” Which was a ludicrous statement, but she didn’t think he’d comment on it. “Please, there’s no need to worry over me. Go on and live your best life. Do...whatever it is kids these days do. Play video games and send texts to your friends?” That was the general impression of the current generation, wasn’t it? “I’m a rather lax employer, Ryu-kun. I wouldn’t have you act any differently toward me, other than, perhaps, calling me Boss...or even Captain. But that’s just a fun title. Everything else? Completely the same! It’s not as though I’d whip you for getting out of line or anything like that. I’m a good girl.”

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webswung:

naux cant be mom shes

nevermind

naux is going to adopt every lad

even you, peter. especially you

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ignirae:

     “ on the dot, missy. “  an eyeball shot out on a mission to kill people? definitely an accident from the ‘workplace’. he flashed her a grin, though, showing her that he was mostly alright.  “ i’m a bodyguard now. after some retraining at a shooting range and a wrestling ring, i think it’s safe to say that i can function decently without it. humans are surprisingly adept at learning. “

           “Er. A bodyguard. That’s certainly not something you hear every day. Bouncer, maybe, but a bona fide bodyguard...well, then, whose body do you guard? Is it more like a series of smaller gigs for musical artists, or something in the big leagues, like protecting a president?” Her eyes widened. “Oh, but that’s probably not something you can say, hm? Well, as long as you’re doing alright, that’s good to hear. The resilience of the human body has always fascinated me...”

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neogothical:

“I’m a real adult, Naux! Really!” That was a good question. Did he really hate it? It wasn’t that bad. He just hated not being able to cook. That was the real reason he was bitter. “Huh? Hire… Me? A-At which job? Uh, i-if you need like, help with something, I have free time that I could work as like, an unpaid intern or something in. Then again, that’d make you my boss…”

        “Which job? At my business, obviously. What other j---oh.” He had that funny impression of her, didn’t he? That was a bit of a hassle. “I sell books, mainly. Buy and sell. I’ve got an independent bookstore. Books and Baubles. It’s mobile. I sell out of a truck.” That made it sound so much lesser than it actually was. “Er. I’d feel guilty having you work for me for no pay. Would it be a problem if I were your boss? The object of your steamy, perverse fantasies?” A beat. “No, I’m joking. I don’t think it would change anything between us.”

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neogothical:

“…Pizza?” He’s temporarily distracted from these classy puns by the word relating to his profession. Which, actually, is… Bothering him for some reason that… “Uuugh! I’m in work tonight! Sorry. I’m too annoyed to continue the puns.”

         “Oh. Right. I forget that you’re a working man and not just...some kid. Do you really hate it there that much? You could always try looking, er. Elsewhere. I don’t know what pays well, or I’d be looking too. I’d hire you, but I can’t afford to pay another paycheck.”

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     “ i’m no pirate, “  quincy chuckled, tipping his hot mug up to his lips. it was a question that most children asked, but it wasn’t often that he heard it from a woman——or what seemed to be a woman. a hearty gulp of coffee went down his throat.  “ does it intrigue you? the eye patch, that is. “

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            “I’ve just never seen a man in this day and age with an eyepatch that wasn’t an affectation. It seemed safe to ask.” She moved slightly closer. “If you’re not a...pirate, then was it the result of some other workplace injury? You poor thing. Depth perception must be a terrible hassle. I do hope your job doesn’t rely upon it.”

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@dualitrix​

Darkness.

That was all that Ken could notice currently. Ken wasn’t conscious, but not because of any dangerous reason , but simply because he was tired. The larger male had just shared a rather intense night of passion with one of his friends and as any normal human being would be, they had both decided to sleep in the same bed. Larger arms were enveloping the smaller womans bare body as he rested his head a top of her shoulder. Both of them were rolled onto their sides, facing the door that lead into the hallway from Naux’s bedroom. The two of them seemed to be sleeping peacefully.

However, that seemed to be shattered by the feeling of a warm spot on the back of his neck. Eye’s fluttered open upon reaction and turned his head over to stare at the window, noticing that light was currently spilling in through the blinds. Small patches of sun were present the bedroom carpet.

Great, it was time to get up. Ken groaned some and stared at the back of Naux’s head through strands of messy and disheveled hair. “Hey. Get up.” He whispered into her ear. Slowly, his hand lowered down beneath the sheets and grabbed a hold of one of her glutes, squeezing it. “Get up, it’s morning.” A broad hand gentle massaged one of her cheeks in an attempt to get her to wake up.

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          “Mmm.”

           Hadn’t this been such a good sleep? One of the best sleeps she’d had in a while, actually. It was amazing what letting loose could do for one’s body. If she could, she would have stayed happily in bed, forever by his side. After all, wasn’t that what friends were for? Her eyes were shut, but she was slowly regaining consciousness, spurred on by his touch. “Stop it...” she mumbled softly, a weak smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. She wriggled in bed, flipping herself over to face him. At the sudden brightness, a small hiss escaped her lips.

           “Dear lord.” This was too much. How dare the day decide to interrupt her precious sleep cycle! The nerve! “We can’t sleep in?” Of course not. They both had their lives to live. Her eyes, after finally opening, gradually adjusted to the light. A lazy grin played upon her features as she took in the hazy image of his figure. What a great sight to wake up to.

             Wait.

             “Oh no. Oh no.” Naux gasped quietly as the shock hit her. With awkward movements, she rose from the bed and attempted to find her underwear, settling instead for the previous night’s clothing. “What time is it? Can you check my phone? Meg will be up at any moment...” Her lips pursed in thought. “I’m not ashamed of you or anything, obviously, but you know how these things go. Can’t have her thinking she’s got a new daddy or anything like that.” One eyebrow raised. “Come to think of it, I’d probably hide an actual boyfriend from her as well. Again---no shame, just practical necessity.”

               Her eyes scanned the room, squinting from the unsavory light. “Where’s your clothing gone? Did it slip under the covers? Under the bed?”

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           “Right...do I sound like a child? Really? Jupiter’s balls, I’m twenty-three. I can drink worldwide. Nothing can stop me now. Anyway. He told you I had a child? Is that...a selling point? I was just going to leave her with the sitter, but if you want her to come along, I can bring her. Considering you’re paying me, you can have things arranged any way you like---as a certain fast food franchise says. If you actually want to visit Chuck E. Cheese, that’s fine with me, is what I’m saying. You know, I envisioned this more as a ‘hire a girl to impress your rivals’ type deal, but I’m game for practically anything.”