"You're gonna get real used ta lookin' up ta me."

[HIATUS effective Nov. 22-Dec. 6]

[mindyerhead-blog]

[Time for me to go do the whole military thing again.]

[mindyerhead-blog]

"Aaah, there you are. I was beginnin' to wonder when you'd sneak off and do yer dirty little skin slip. Lucky for me though, makes you a bigger target." (( gunnin4ya ))

Really now. And a fellow marksman at that…the wolf lifts an eyebrow in a very human expression of disbelief, then lets his maw split in a lupine grin, teeth on display and tongue lolling. The expression seems to imply he’s laughing at the man.

[gunnin4ya]

“Laugh all you want, I ain’t about to stand aside and let the Teufort Ripper have his way to the civilians.”

He raised a shotgun and aimed it at the wolf from above in his treestand and fired, sending silver in the were’s direction.

[mindyerhead-blog]

Now it would be simple enough to just turn and run. This fellow wouldn't have much chance of getting off a fatal shot in the scant moments the wolf would still be within range of a shotgun shell. But what kind of fun would that be? The were sprang up, avoiding the bullets as he twisted in the air, coming down lightly despite his weight. Come and have a go, if you think you're hard enough. The beast locked eyes with the hunter and turned tail, loping away--before turning again and charging towards him. Leaping again, this time very high, jaws snapping in the man's face.

[seducing-french-gentlemen]

Smothers the Spy with smooches.

@mindyerheadJacques laughs and hugs Ezra tightly as he’s smooched. “It’s always nice seeing and hearing from you, amour.” He nips at the Sniper’s jaw playfully with a purr.

[mindyerhead-blog]

“Mmm…have I mentioned I love the way your skin tastes?” Ezra replied, grinning as the smaller man nibbled on his jaw. “And you make a very convincing pussycat.” He teased, running his hands over the other’s body.

[seducing-french-gentlemen]

“Maybe once or twice. It’s a nice reminder though.” He pressed closer as he felt hands on his body, humming happily. “I always saw myself as more of a sly fox. One that enjoys purring.” Jacques drifted a hand down Ezra’s chest before bringing it up to run through his hair. “I’ve missed you.”

[mindyerhead-blog]

The way Jacques responded to his touches always delighted the Aussie, his hands tightening around the Spy's waist briefly while the RED leaned into his solid frame. A humming growl was his first response to that admission, light-brown eyes half-lidded and pleased. "You've a way of getting under my skin, that's for sure, Spook...only glad I can return the favour." He kissed the Frenchman softly, allowing himself to linger.

[seducing-french-gentlemen]

Smothers the Spy with smooches.

@mindyerheadJacques laughs and hugs Ezra tightly as he’s smooched. “It’s always nice seeing and hearing from you, amour.” He nips at the Sniper’s jaw playfully with a purr.

[mindyerhead-blog]

"Mmm...have I mentioned I love the way your skin tastes?" Ezra replied, grinning as the smaller man nibbled on his jaw. "And you make a very convincing pussycat." He teased, running his hands over the other's body.

[mindyerhead-blog]

"Aaah, there you are. I was beginnin' to wonder when you'd sneak off and do yer dirty little skin slip. Lucky for me though, makes you a bigger target." (( gunnin4ya ))

Really now. And a fellow marksman at that...the wolf lifts an eyebrow in a very human expression of disbelief, then lets his maw split in a lupine grin, teeth on display and tongue lolling. The expression seems to imply he's laughing at the man.

[mindyerhead-blog]

Predatory werewolf sounds.

[mindyerhead-blog]

*cries because he's so hot and I am a smol side blog scared to interact*

[Ack, likely far too late but--]"There's always room for one more."[ Y'all are more than welcome. Always.]

[thehighclassbadass-deactivated2]

“Courting is a funny word.. what  are you suing them or something as a date or what?”

[mindyerhead-blog]

"I believe it's from the idea of 'paying court.' As they did to lords and kings back in the day. Could be wrong. Perhaps I just like the idea of treating someone like royalty."

[pulpbrother]

Javier Mayoral

[mindyerhead-blog]

[promisedpainwithoutend-blog]

That wasn't a no, so, you are going to frickle frack?

“Tch, ok first off. I don’t have any current plans one way or the other. Unlike everyone else around here, I don’t think with my junk. I’m gonna have a drink with Ezra an if it works out that way- fine. If not, fine.”

She rubbed her forehead.

“Second of all, what I do with my junk and anyone else’s junk isn’t any of your business.”

[mindyerhead-blog]

"...honestly you lot am I not allowed to talk to anyone without an immediate interrogation for the other party? This is getting ridiculous."

[mindyerhead-blog]

That suggestive remark prompted a raised eyebrow from the man, a spark of intrigue in brown eyes. Taking her arm, his answering smile was wolfish. “Ezra Wulfson…pleased to make your acquaintance, it’s much easier to see your lovely smile when it isn’t through a scope.” He replied with a wink. “And in case no one’s mentioned it…Welcome to the Industries.”

[promisedpainwithoutend-blog]

Her brows raised at the compliment and she failed to suppress the urge to laugh. She chuckled, but did her best to keep it from being too loud. “Wow- that…that line work a lot?“ She said with a little nudge to his side. 

The welcome was nice though, and that earned a genuine smile. “It’s good to be here. This stuff is right up my alley… Not really that appropriate, but hey. Everyone’s suited to a different kind of work, you know?” Some people were just suited to murder more so than other people.

[mindyerhead-blog]

He laughed. "This is the first time I've used it, so let me know." He told her with good humour. "Though I wouldn't necessarily call it a line..." He added. And then, "Being paid top dollar to play a game of war where no one dies for very long? I can't say I find much fault in the job myself." He started walking. "Now I'm sure you've explored some of the locale, but there's this one bar that happens to be a favourite of mine."

[mindyerhead-blog]

"Camping might be novel for you, luv, but I was thinking something more along the lines of a nice hotel on the coast." Ezra said with a hint of a chuckle. "Alcohol is a given. It's a vacation. He traced small circles on Jacques' lower back with his thumb.

[mindyerhead-blog]

"Mmm. I'm surprised you didn't ask to be taller, luv." He murmured in turn, though he couldn't help a slight wince His face went a bit blank and he shook his head carefully when she asked if anything had happened in her absence. "...No, nothing."

[mindyerhead-blog]

“Hmmm. So many options, and they all sound lovely…I’m hard-pressed to decide. Since it’s Christmas…peppermint seems fitting.”

[theladyandhertearoom]

“A capital choice, sir! I’ll get it brewing right away. And, of course, you are welcome to try a cup of each, if you don’t want a whole pot of the peppermint,” She informed him, lacing her fingers together. “Surely, you’ll have sweets to go with your tea? I’ve got quite the selection, this time of year.”

[mindyerhead-blog]

"Aren't you just a Christmas wonder. I don't suppose you'd like to partake in the tea with me, so that I might have the opportunity to talk with such a considerate and industrious proprietor?"

[seducing-french-gentlemen]

@mindyerhead

“So how exactly has my favorite Blu Sniper been? We really don’t see each other as much as we should, love.” He had to admit Ezra’s touch was like an addiction. Something that was hard to kick. “Have you missed me at all?”

[mindyerhead-blog]

“Of course I’ve missed you. You’d be very…very…difficult to forget.” A smile played over his lips as the weather-worn man let his eyes move quite delibrately over his ‘enemy’. “Tell me, lovely: What do you say to giving this town our backs for a day or two?”

[seducing-french-gentlemen]

Jacques gave a charming smile and gazed up at Ezra affectionately. “It would be hard to forget you as well, amour.” It came out as a purr as he pressed up against his lover, hugging him tightly. “Mm, a day or two? I say we split and go for the two and enjoy ourselves a little. Tis the season.”

[mindyerhead-blog]

Ezra obliged him by returning the embrace, wrapping well- muscled and heavily inked arms around the Spy's lithe frame. His eyes lit up in anticipation when his lover agreed to a whole two days away from the field. "I can't think of a better way to celebrate." He leaned in and pressed his lips against the other's, a relatively chaste but affectionate kiss.

[mindyerhead-blog]

@promisedpainwithoutend

“The aggression’s really best left on the battlefield…why don’t I buy you a drink instead and we conduct ourselves like neighbours instead of folks who’d like to fill each other with holes?”

[promisedpainwithoutend-blog]

“Eh, while I am contractually obligated to hate your guts… plyin me with booze is a pretty sound strategy to get me to let go a that rule. All right, you’re on. But if you think all the aggression’s gonna fade away just cause I’m off shift you are barkin up the wrong tree.”

[mindyerhead-blog]

“Really? I must’ve missed that clause.” The marksman replied blithely. “I wouldn’t dare expect any such thing from a formidable lady like yourself.” He grinned. “I take it if I offer you my arm, you might break it?” He was joking, mostly.

[promisedpainwithoutend-blog]

“Hah, not that kind of aggression…” She said with a sly grin, offering her own arm as the proverbial olive branch. He could probably break her arm, but she was trying to be cordial. “Name’s Barbara, its nice to meet you when you’re not trying to blow my brains out.” She introduced herself, cheekily.

[mindyerhead-blog]

That suggestive remark prompted a raised eyebrow from the man, a spark of intrigue in brown eyes. Taking her arm, his answering smile was wolfish. "Ezra Wulfson...pleased to make your acquaintance, it's much easier to see your lovely smile when it isn't through a scope." He replied with a wink. "And in case no one's mentioned it...Welcome to the Industries."