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Henrietta nodded. She felt a bit bad for being hungry so late but then again she did have a lot to drink. And so she sat down beside him, smiling softly. Finally she had gotten a handsome with her home. It wasnt common for her.
"You wanna order us food?"
☾☣☽ ❝ Sure, how much are you wanting to eat? I am a bit hungry myself, so I'll probably order a decent amount of Pizza and a drink for both of us.. Soda probably. ❞
Frey gave a bit of a smile towards her as he thought about any and all ideas that came to mind
❝ Any toppings? ❞
"No. I guess, dont steal my food. And take off your shoes. I cleaned yesterday" she sighed and got her coat off together with her shoes. It was such a hassle wearing a big coat sometimes. A chuckle escaped her, a hiccup soon following since she indeed was drunk off her ass.
☾☣☽ ❝ I see, alright. I'm assuming you're hungry already?~. ❞
His hand reached out and patted her belly as he walked past her. Making a straight line for the couch, after taking off his shoes , duh. Anyway, he wasn't sure what to do really. He sat his headphones on a table in front of him and waved for her to come over.
"I´m touchy cause I´m with a handsome guy" she smirked, letting the intoxacation take over. His arm felt good around her. She leaned a bit more against him, amost forgetting to stop by her house. She pointed to the building in front of them. "I got an apartment here"
☾☣☽ ❝ How thoughtful of you, and sounds good, you first. ❞
Frey replied, standing by the door of course he'd let her in first. He wanted her to feel in charge. At least, his time to be in charge was with computers. The hacker soon followed her inside. His brightly colored eyes glancing around before clearing his throat.
❝ Anything I should know?. ❞
"Because I dont have any damn money to move away." She muttered. If she could she would move as far away from South Park as possible.
She looked up at the sky for a moment, almost as if admiring it. But mostly her mind was somewhere else. She took another drag of her ciggarette, her emerald eyes returning to the man with her.
Hesitantly she wrapped an arm around the males waist, pulling him close. "I'm cold. Be a man and warm me up" she muttered.
☾☣☽ ❝ You're rather touchy for someone you just met.. Besides, wouldn't larger girls like you be warm just by being.. Yourself? If you can't tell already, I much prefer a large girl. ❞
Frey's tone was playful at most , he was enjoying how much was being said. However, an arm moved around her body. Rubbing the side of her stomach as he walked.
❝ You're soft. ❞
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mayakxsu:
☾☣☽ ❝ You’re right, how rude of me, help yourself, just don’t eat all of my food. It’s in the kitchen. ❞
Following his statement, the hacktavist slowly got to his feet, tossing an empty can of his energy drink he had taken from Vance into the can. Let’s be honest, he wasn’t even sure what this girl was doing here. But if she wasn’t hostile yet, maybe eating would prove to be.. Useful
❝ So tell me, what’s with the dancing, if you’re trying to seduce me , I will say you’re attractive however I never quite found myself chasing after lust. ❞
“Sounds like you don’t know how to live life.”
Nana steps in time with her newest company; heading for the kitchen after he throws aside a can of energy drink. There’s a quiet fascination to him, where sin rolls off his body and into the air; sloth, gluttony… could be either, really.
“Who says there’s gotta be anything to dancin’? Maybe I just like too? By the looks of it — you need more motion in your life. So, how abouyt it? Wanna be the motion to my ocean?”
☾☣☽ ❝ I don't really have enough time to live life. My life is spent mostly working to fight against this horrible government here in CERia. Though assuming your statements, you're not from around here. ❞
Motion huh, was she really coming onto him this strongly? Not that he hated it, quite the opposite, seeing people do that was.. Rather interesting. It made him feel that others found him appealing to the eye.
❝ Tell me, what do you want from me, be honest, because if you are honest, maybe I'll give you something. ❞
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Henrietta lead them out onto the cold street. The wind bit her pale cheeks and made her shiver but she was determined not to show it. She lit a new ciggarette, hoping it would warm her somewhat.
"So how old are you?" She asked as they walked. She took drag after drag of her ciggarette, time and time again filling her lungs with the smoke.
The cold was almost unbearable. Living in South Park sucked just because of it.
☾☣☽ ❝ The real question is, why do you live in a place as cold as this. However if you want to know ,I'm Eighteen. Pretty simple, I know. ❞
It was the truth surprisingly. But he saw no reason to lie to the girl. Normally he'd be manipulating someone at this point in his life in a town he had never been to. However , he just wanted to talk.
And this was going well, in his eyes at least. Probably because the girl was actually unique for a change.
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Henrietta stood up and gestured for the male to follow her. "Around the town it is. Hope you dont freeze your ass off" she smirked as he pulled on a coat from the wardrobe where she had left it along with her coffinshaped bag.
She took a deep breath, not really wanting to go out in the col. But who cared? The girls around the bar seemed like they would piss themselves in anger. She could already hear them whispering about her.
"These girls might want you here if you dont wanna go with me"
He'd probably be fine, he had a jacket on and pants. So why not risk things? Either way, he lowered his headphones so that they were resting around his neck now. He was wondering what this girl was interested in. Sure she obviously noticed his good looks but why.
At this point, he did want to get out, probably because staying at a bar wasn't his ideal sort of thing.
Pissed was an understatement, so he followed close behind her
☾☣☽ ❝ Yeah yeah, I'm coming.. ❞
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Henrietta almost purred. This guy was her type. Like a moth to a flame she moved closer, merely nudging him as she sat as close as she could without being too forward. Which was almost laughable with how blunt she was being. Her ciggarette however had burned down to the filter and she cursed quietly as it burned her pale fingers. She put it out in the ashtray in front of her and groaned.
"A bit of a rebel, arent we? I like bad boys. And yeah, I am blunt. I know what I want and I'm not gonna play some stupid games. Unless you havent noticed I am not a Britney Spears-wannabe" she said as she lit a new ciggarette.
The rest of the drink was down in a few seconds as she leaned on the bar some. "Hey..you wanna get out of here? Or dance? You're interesting. You're new"
☾☣☽ ❝ I'm not really the dancing type , ssorry however if you have something else you want to do, I'd be willing to see around the town. As for yourr statement about your appearance well. That's obvious. ❞
However, even with his reply towards her appearance. He seemed not to really care. Sure she was heavy set, and Gothic. But all that really didn't matter to him when he as well wasn't quite the biggest fan of being 'in' with the crowd.
He just dressed how he wanted.
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Henrietta chuckled softly. This guy had a bit of humour. "Well I understand why they stare. You're not a conformist. And you're hot" she remarked and finished her ciggarette.
Her fingerless gloves stood out as she took a hold her drink again and sippdd it. To be honest she was tipsy already. Then again she had a few shots and a beer. An another drink. maybe it was a martini? She couldnt remember.
"I am unique unless everyone else here" she smirked.
☾☣☽ ❝ Again, how blunt.. As for being a conformist, of course I'm not. What my line of work does is the complete opposite. Working against a corrupt government to bring it down.. I'm the opposite of someone who follows blindly. ❞
Strange word, however he wasn't going to argue. At least she seemed willing to talk about other things. It meant they could spend time talking things not related to his work .
❝ Everyone else here looks like a gray silhouette with no personality to me. ❞
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"Maybe I am." She smirked relaxing as she took a sip of the drink. It tasted spicy, sweet and a bit sour to her. A great mix for her. She took a few big gulps before setting it down and wiping her mouth.
"Frey. Nice name." She commented and took another drag of her ciggarette. This guy had a special air about him. It made her wanna move closer.
Yet a part of her was scared that he was blind somehow and would be schocked when noticing her body. "You know girls are staring at you, right?"
❝ And do you know that humans need air to breathe, as well as animals eat one another? I'm somewhat use to it since I've been getting that a lot around here ❞
Frey couldn't help but chuckle as he practically pointed out the obvious. Though, as he thought about it more and more, he wondered why people would be looking at him. Was it really about his eyes, hair and appearance. It was kinda sad.
☾☣☽ ❝ Thanks, the same goes for your name, it's unique.. ❞
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Henrietta was caught off guard as the male didnt insult her. It made her confidence rise at least ten levels. And so she leaned in closer, popping up a package of ciggarettes and holding it out for the guy.
"Name's Henrietta. Henri for short. What's yours?" She asked, a mix of a smile and a wolfish grin on her dark purple lips.
Darkgreen eyes looked around, seeing a lot of other girls staring. Girls who obviously didnt like her talking to this new stranger. Oh. That made it all so much better.
"But you could also call me queen"
Now that his drink was here. Frey grabbed it before taking a slow, yet long drink. Honestly, he didn't quite know who this girl was. But he seemed rather interesting. Seeing the cigarette, he took one but set it aside. He wasn't about to be rude, yet however he didn't smoke.
☾☣☽ ❝ Queen huh, someone sounds confident of themselves. Are you some sort of goddess or something deserving of worship? If so that'd be new to me ❞
His tone held a playful, non insulting level of sarcasm. Probably because this entire reason for being here wasn't to meet anyone.
❝ My name is Frey. Pleasure. ❞
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A voice. A male voice. Close to her. She shifted her gaze to the side, wanting to see who was actually brave enough to sit beside her. Most people in this town thought she was some sort of hooker or devilworshipper. Which she was not.
Her eyes met the most gorguoes bright blue greenish eyes she had ever seen together with silver hair and a tiny frame. She almost dropped her ciggarette but kept her cool. She took a drag of it and downed her drink quickly before looking at him again.
"I'll take whatever he's having." She said in the most confident voice she could. "A man this handsome must have good taste in drinks" she smirked, being as blunt as ever.
Well, this evening took a turn for the interesting. A woman was already starting to pick up on his looks. Now, he didn't mind that. However in a run down town like this he didn't expect it so soon. Funny how he didn't think this town was all that great, yet it was still better than CERia .
So much better
☾☣☽ ❝ Well aren't you a blunt one. I hope you enjoy the drink then. What's your name? ❞
Frey normally didn't open conversations with strangers, but why not give it a shot?
Heavy and Thin
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Henrietta leaned against the bar, sighing. A ciggarette was hanging in her hand and a drink that was halffull was in the other. A tight dress hugged her curves and big body along with fishnets on her arms and legs together with combatboots on her feet. It all may have looked a bit.mismatched but it was her style.
No one here was intersted in a girl like her. Not that she cared. They vould all go fuck themselves. Fucking conformists. The music was for once her type. Dark and alluring it was almost pulling her from her drink and out on the dancefloor. But as usual she was only here to get drunk. Not dance.
Let's be fair, Frey was in a place he never thought he'd me. Well, a bar was one of them, but second off he was in the united states. Time to gather information he felt like it would be the best way to fight CERia to actually get to other countries to find out possible ways around their fire walls.
So here he was, standing in a bar as he looked around.
Making his way to a seat besides the large woman, his eyes glanced towards the tender as he spoke up.
☾☣☽ ❝ I'll trust your judgement to get me something that tastes good bartender . ❞
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mayakxsu:
☾☣☽ ❝ Let’s just say I’m not from here, so , no I have not heard about Ghouls. Other than they were fake and often made to scare little kids. ❞
Was there anything that scared Frey more than the idea of a corrupt government winning? Probably not at this point, however as he stood quite a ways away from this male who was hunched over. He did start to see something.
He was far from human , and now Frey was on a slight defensive if this guy lashes out.
The silence seemed to stretch on forever.
And then, slowly—-
The shaking stopped. His fingers, pads bloody with the abuse of unearthing cement, stilled. And he stood, other hand falling away from his eye. He faced away from the stranger still, though with such excellent hearing, he might as well have been facing him.
❝ They’re not fake. ❞
In a horrific squelch, his rinkaku made itself known, wavering protectively around its owner, menacing.
❝ But they probably do still scare little kids. ❞
Frey was impressed, very impressed. He wouldn't lie, he might even feel somewhat afraid of the strange limbs stretched out from his lower back. This was the exact type of thing that Frey would ask for if they were being aggressive in their fight against The Solar Eye
However, that was not how Frey did things.
Raising his hands and clapping slowly, the hacker's grin grew wide as he shook his head.
☾☣☽ ❝ Impressive, the kids must be shaking in their shoes. Poor them. So does that mean you're just like the monsters that killed your apparent sister? Or maybe that was a lie to try and get me to run away. You're assumption of me being worthy of a lie though is pretty sad.
Because I could care less about your situation. ❞
Frey was here to learn of freedom, on how people treated it. Or maybe, just maybe to find a way to get past security. Ghouls? Not what he was looking for.
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☾☣☽ ❝ Ghouls? Such as the rumors of ghosts and specters that people are afraid of in their sleep? ❞
Let’s be honest, with the circumstances of what this white haired male was talking about, Frey’s statement was probably far out of line. But where he was from, Ghouls didn’t exist, to him, this guy must have been out of it. Or maybe even drunk.
❝ No, I—-I— ❞
Shaking harder now. He had one hand to the ground for support, fingers digging into the cement—- literally digging, as one was unearthing a portion of the ground—- and the other covering his kakugan as it violently made itself known. The small of his back ached like the bones itself were trying to get out.
❝ You—- h-haven’t heard ab—b—out ghouls—- ? ❞
☾☣☽ ❝ Let's just say I'm not from here, so , no I have not heard about Ghouls. Other than they were fake and often made to scare little kids. ❞
Was there anything that scared Frey more than the idea of a corrupt government winning? Probably not at this point, however as he stood quite a ways away from this male who was hunched over. He did start to see something.
He was far from human , and now Frey was on a slight defensive if this guy lashes out.
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❝ There was—- a ghoul attack recently. On my family. …they got my sister. ❞
A plausible enough story for the breakdown he’s currently going through. Fingers have sunk through white hair and he’s shaking, hunched over the ground, ready to pass out, eyes opening and closing—- sweat beading across his forehead—- rocking just slightly.
Please leave. Please leave. Please leave.
☾☣☽ ❝ Ghouls? Such as the rumors of ghosts and specters that people are afraid of in their sleep? ❞
Let's be honest, with the circumstances of what this white haired male was talking about, Frey's statement was probably far out of line. But where he was from, Ghouls didn't exist, to him, this guy must have been out of it. Or maybe even drunk.