Travis "On A motherfucking Hiatus" Nasser

Veela - 31 - ENFP Assistant Outdoor Janitor "Custodian of Nature" Chaotic Neutral→Neutral Evil ♓-♈☉ • ♊☾ • ♌☊ RP Blog - Insolitus Academy Aer Dormitory 2f TEAM FORTUNA Tracking: #ravnasser, #ravnasser ia

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Doveport: Moonlight Dip [ Ren & Travis ]

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Ren bit his bottom lip, unintentionally holding his breath as he watched the Veela on the shore. His body was tensed, arms ready to cover his face at the first hint Rav was going to drop his shorts. But he didn’t. Ren’s eyebrows furrowed and he frowned, extremely confused when Rav started wading into the water without taking off all his clothes. This was Rav we were talking about, surely he would take any chance to completely strip down and show off…and try to poke anything that moved with his dick.

The fact that he hadn’t, the fact that, at this point, his underwear was soaking wet, said a lot to the naive moon sprite. Could it really be? Did Rav just want to take a swim with him and he wasn’t actually going to do anything inappropriate? Why else would he endure the discomfort of walking around with wet underwear if it wasn’t to reassure Ren of his innocent intentions? And it wasn’t like Rav would just take his underwear off in the middle of the lake - he’d never be able to find it again! Not even Travis would parade around Doveport with no underwear beneath his pants!

Ren couldn’t quite get the suspicious expression off of his face by the time Rav was close to him though. He looked down at himself self-consciously when Rav pointed out he wasn’t hiding anything he hadn’t seen before. Ren scowled cutely and unfolded his arms, daring to let his guard down with Rav who, he honestly wanted to trust. “Sorry…” he mumbled softly.

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"It's fine," said Travis.

Always one for surprises, pretty much immediately after he had assured Ren, the veela reached down into the water and started to remove his underwear right there instead. His chin touched the surface as he bent to get his boxer-briefs off of one foot, still wading in shallow-ish water due to the moon sprite's height. When he was done, he wadded up his underwear into a ball, wringing out the water between them.

"See?" he said, "Nothing to worry about."

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Doveport: Moonlight Dip [ Ren & Travis ]

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Ren was blissfully happy, completely calm. The tension was seeping out of his body and sinking far down to the bottom of the lake. When a familiar voice broke the peaceful night chorus of wildlife and the gentle lapping of the lake water, Ren gasped loudly. He lurched, half sinking as he turned around. His dark eyes were wide with alarm and widened further when he spotted Travis at the shoreline, already undressed. His body went rigid, his tension returning tenfold. He crossed his arms over himself even though the dark water and the moon’s reflection surely masked his naked skin now that he was resubmerged.

Ren would’ve been flustered, after all, the janitor’s physique was a sight to behold. Tall, broad shouldered, toned muscles and tanned skin. There was no doubt that Travis was an Adonis if ever there was one. But, the moon sprite was currently too embarrassed and terrified that Rav had witnessed him undressing and taken the coincidence as a perceived invitation to deflower him in the middle of the lake.

The thumbs hooked into his underwear were more of a threat to Ren than any sort of weapon Travis could have aiming at him. “Tr-TRAVIS NASSER! Don’t you dare!” Ren choked out, delayed blush catching up to his cheeks at this point. “You’re not invited…the lake’s full!” he insisted, hoping there was some way he could dissuade Travis from entering,  but there was honestly no way he could go back to relaxing thinking Rav might be lurking somewhere nearby.

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Ravi's eyebrows furrowed, frowning at the reaction that he got. Ren seemed to tense up immediately and hide himself, skittish around the veela. He'd just have to show Ren that it was okay to relax into it. This time he didn't want to fuck Ren just for the sake of it and his ego - he wanted to do it for the sprite. It was really, really too bad that these two motives were virtually indestinguishable when it came to the constant sleaze that eminated from the janitor.

"I'll make room," he declared. So, instead of getting completely naked, Travis began to slowly wade into the lake after Ren. Arms up over the water, he really paid no mind to what he looked like, his objective to just be close to the moon sprite right now at the forefront of his thoughts.

As soon as he got close, he could see that Ren was trying to cover himself up. The veela let out an exasperated sigh, hitting a wall every single time when it came to Ren's safeguarding of his chastity; always so decent...

"...I know what guys look like," Travis said bluntly, a little bit offended that Ren would think so lowly of him as to take advantage - despite all of his previous behavior completely justifying that suspicion. And the thing was, in the future, that suspicion would be justified again when the veela's motives changed in their flux.

But did Ren have to be that way right now?

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We as humans have our shirts off sometimes, so you just happen to catch my characters at those moments

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Doveport: Moonlight Dip [ Ren & Travis ]

The suns had set and the Moon was closer than Ren had ever seen it. His legs were sore from walking and his arms were rather sore from the bags he was lugging with him. He’d had a very busy day shopping and sightseeing in Doveport but despite being tired and achy, he had a perfect idea on how to relax for the rest of the night.

Having heard about the lake just outside of town, Ren made his way there. He was quite pleased to find it deserted or at least, it seemed deserted. The moon’s reflection rippled on the water as Ren approached. He set his bags down near a large rock, sighing with relief to be free of the extra weight. He leaned against the rock as he looked out over the water.

It was so calm and peaceful here, absolutely beautiful. He slipped out of his shoes and dipped his toes in the water, surprised to feel the temperature was quite warm and pleasant. After looking around again, Ren bit his lip uncertainly. A swim sounded like such a nice idea! But the last thing he wanted was for someone to come along and steal his purchases - or worse, his clothes!

Deciding to take the risk, Ren shyly undressed. He laid his clothes neatly against the rock and pulled his hair up off his neck as he cautiously waded into the water in his underwear. The moon sprite sighed contentedly as the water covered him. He drifted out further into the water and closed his eyes, spreading his body out to float on the surface of the water and soak in the moonlight.

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The familiar shock of platinum blonde hair caught the veela's eye - bright white in the moonlight, reflecting cool blues and flowing over his petite shoulders. The veela had gotten an eye for white hair like that since he boarded at the academy since both his unrequited lover and his enemy had it, so he'd learned to be on the lookout for the skirt to chase or the staff to avoid secondarily.

Doveport was a paradise, a place of unparalleled beauty, and he'd found himself relishing in the experience of it. Heavenly and above the clouds, among winged creatures of all sorts, fairies, mermaids and their ilk; there was no shortage of conversation, and even though he'd felt so monstrous with his recent discovery, like he could have been outside of God's jurisdiction and love this entire time, he still revered the angels and they were kind to him in turn. But, fearing the answer, he was still too afraid to ask if he was loved by them.

Ren was familiar, he felt safe, put up with his bullshit so far - and in Travis' warping reality, Ren was the only current constant. His fear of change mingled with his desire to sleep with the nurse, creating a volatile cocktail of needy emotional attachment; the vagabond had no home to go back to outside of the academy, and he was sick for one. He projected so much onto the moon sprite...

The janitor brushed a branch out of the way to follow Ren to the lake, hanging back as the he began to wade into the water. He watched as the pale sprite relaxed into it, a state of being that he'd seldom seen the chronic worrier in. It was nice to see Ren so relaxed and carefree, and his heart clenched in his chest when he self-loathingly realised that he must have been such a burden. If only he could help Ren relax like that.

...Well, he knew of one way.

The veela stepped forward and stripped off his shirt, tossing it aside near Ren's clothes. The shoes, socks, and pants came with, and by the time he addressed the sprite, his thumbs were already hooked on the elastic of his censor-bar-esque boxer briefs.

"Been a while since I've been skinny dipping!" he called out to Ren.

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The Fault in Our Stars || Ukwon and Travis

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He saw the man not take his hand, but instead extend his foot toward him. So this is how they were going to play, huh? He guessed the man was going to refuse to be civil for the moment — or at all for that matter. He regretted for a moment the comment he made, but he sucked it up and leaned down. Getting to his knees, his tongue hung out of his mouth, dragging its way along the mans shoe. 

Being the bastard that he was, he decided that he was going to have pay back for the disgusting act he had to perform. Instead of standing, he stayed on his knees, leaning in and letting his hands rest against the mans inner thighs. His tongue lapped is way up his leg and made its way a little to close to his crotch. After her practically giving him head — over his clothes — in the middle of the academy, he reached up, plucking the bottle from his hand.

Again, outstreching his hand, he smiled. “Partners, Travis?”

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Fucking junkie. Travis watched, unimpressed with Ukwon's show, but it was good to know he could wrangle the guy like this - make him kneel and he'd come up simpering. In this moment, Ukwon's internal life didn't matter to him; the night elf could feel all the hate and rage that he wanted, so long as he acted in a manner that didn't piss Rav off. Whatever dramatic flourishes he felt like adding was just gravy on top.

"You're a slut, you know that?" he stated, feeling like having a cigarette after that, his fury calmed. Travis let Ukwon take the bottle and shook his hand, helping the addict up off the ground.

[kwonniekwonnieukwonnie]

The Fault in Our Stars || Ukwon and Travis

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Ukwon picked up on the tiny twitch of the falling eyes and froze. Uh oh, he thought, I actually pissed him off. He was about to apologize, but then would that make him seem weak? He didn’t know how to react, and so, he waited for the man to reply. He wanted to tell him he was going through the same thing; his father was a bastard of a man who disowned him and told him he was a piece of shit. The fact that he had sent his mother to exile after fucking her sister over and pretending she didn’t exist.

He saw the man began to shake the bottle, and realized, that the situation almost became a war scene instead of a drug deal. He thanked the gods above that he didn’t piss him off too much. “Well, if I give you my number, and lick you boot, would that suffice?” He tried not to crack a smile, but it still came through. He waited for him to hand over the bottle if he actually would. 

Instead of grappling, he extended his own hand as a sign of hidden truce, and cocked his head to the side, “partners?” 

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Travis took the extended hand gesture as the addict reaching out for the goods, and the smile broke across his face. No, a line had been crossed here, an affront to his delicate ego, and Rav stood just out of arm's reach shaking the bottle. The veela let the hand hang in the air between them, and he hooked the thumb of his free hand in his belt loop instead. His smile may as well have been a hateful, angry snarl, because it communicated the same emotion. 

Ukwon thought he was joking.

"Boot first," he said.

There was no way that he could have known about elf's family, his past, his parents - all of the hardships that drove the guy to this, made him flee from the despair of his own life. Travis was a creature of vanity and pride that ran on his instincts, fueled by anger and loneliness. The night elf salted his wound, so the veela had to rub dirt in Ukwon's in revenge; an eye-for-an-eye sort of life.

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Angel in the Club º•º Chaerin&Rav

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Whoa whoa whoa. What was this all of a sudden? Granted, it was not unusual for guys to slide up behind girls for a dance. It was a club for these kinds of things, after all, but hot dang that was kinda fast. Not only that, but it was honestly kinda the first time the angel had ever had to deal with the experience of a guy taking initiative like this. Clubs were still a new scene for her, and this was definitely a first in her book of new experiences. Chaerin wasn’t easily scared off though, so she had a clear idea of how to handle it. She just continued to dance, thinking that maybe she could easily ignore the guy’s come-on. Obviously, that was a failed method when she suddenly felt hands grasping around her waist.

Well, it might have been a sudden movement and a bit too touchy for her comfort, but it certainly wasn’t something she was afraid of. In her defense, she was probably strong enough to pummel this guy if things got out of hand. A reason why the angel responded to the purring voice in her ear with a smile that oozed confidence while casting him a side-glance. She could tell he was a foreigner, but couldn’t place a nationality yet.

“You probably could, but I haven’t decided if I’d accept it.” The angel laughed, a sound that probably went unheard thanks to the loud music, before placing her own hand over one of the guy’s. She didn’t push him off, but rather kept him where he was in encouragement to continue dancing. Also, like this she could control where his hands went.

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"That's okay," Travis murmured in her ear as he moved with her, breath hot against the side of her neck, "dancing's more fun..."

He gladly knit his fingers in with hers, relishing the response - everything was going far better than expected. He felt bold, encouraged, and she was so beautiful. The beat kept the time to their sway, and his fingers flicked playfully at the hem of her short shorts, brushed gently over the bare skin between them and her boots. She turned him on, and he absolutely thrilled in it.

Going a full song with this woman in front of him, pressed up against her back and grinding hips in tandem with the music, the veela could really see himself having a lot of fun in her. Her place, of course - he wasn't about to bring a woman back to Insolitus, what with all of the rampant magic use. That would be incredibly hard to explain if she wasn't completely blackout drunk enough to forget all of it, and even on the walk of shame in the morning she might glimpse something supernatural. It was best not to risk it.

"So how about that drink?" he rumbled in her ear some time later, feeling a little more comfortable as the DJ changed over the songs by mixing together the end and the beginning.

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If You Steal My Sunshine || Hyuna & Rav

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Hyuna looked at him, staring at him a moment before she moved back just a bit on the bench. She reached out slowly and caressed both of his cheeks, blinking her realization that he was actually there. It was then that she blushed brightly, letting her hands fall down into her lap. She wasn’t sure what was worse, the fact that she had touched him or the fact that he had caught her arguing with herself.

She tried to hide the blush on her cheeks from him, her hands covering her cheeks. “I…I uh…” she shook her head and shrugged “No one really…I didn’t disturb you did I? I thought it was empty….I can go…” she rambled on, trying to stop herself from the continuous flowing of word vomit. She wasn’t sure why he made her feel that way, but she wasn’t entirely sure that she liked it. Her eyes narrowed as she looked at him, “I don’t think we’ve met” she spoke softly.

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Hyuna gave Travis all of the signals that she really shouldn't have - ones that only spurred him on, encouraged him to be far more foul than the situation called for, and if not in action then in mind. Her hands on his face, blushing, flustering that she had just reached out and touched him before even speaking. Enamoured seemed to be the word for it. Down To Fuck was the term that Travis had for it.

There was something very charming about 'Good Girls' like that; really satisying, turning them out. At first she was silent, and then she talked and couldn't stop talking, and all Ravi saw was a shy prey animal that had strayed too far from the herd. This would be too easy...

"No, I don't think we have," he said, speaking low, matching her tone with something a little more seductive. He leaned forward, foreams resting on the back of the bench, he loomed over Hyuna slightly. The veela reached out one hand for her to take, aiming to intimidate her just enough with his constant eye contact during his introduction to keep her nervous but not scared;

"Travis."

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The Fault in Our Stars || Ukwon and Travis

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The familiar smell of drugs wafted towards his hyper senses. His head shot up, eyes searching for where it was coming from. When he turned around, Travis stood there with a bottle in his hand. The bottles contents must be what he was talking about, he thought. The liquid inside had the color of urine, but oozed the familiar scent of something toxic and soothing to the senses of a druggie.

Ukwon laughed then, his brow furrowing as he stood, “your mom had a boyfriend after she had a bastard like you? What happened to your father?” After he said it, he realized how horrible he must have sounded at that moment. He bit his tongue back, waiting for the man to finish. He could tell by the expression he wore he was trying to taunt him. He held it just beyond his reach, calling for him just to reach out and grasp it. He must have seen his confused expression to the contents of the bottle, and told him it was the opiate tea. “Poppys, huh?”

Just as he was about to reach for  it again, the man yanked the bottle away. “I’m not a little child, you know,” he growled with his eyes slitting. His arms crossed over his chest. Just as he was about to say that the whole transaction was over if he was going to act like Ukwon was a toddler waiting for a new toy, he was told the first one was free. His hopes were soon dashed though.  Of course, there must be a price. He felt as if he was dealing with Jia again, the veela of the past. What was it with veelas always trying to make some sort of proposition? 

“What is it,” he replied, “do I need to kill someone? Do I need to lick your foot or something?”

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Ukwon started talking about his family, and Travis froze in the middle of shaking the bottle of tea, smile forcefully staying in place - but not reaching his cobalt blue eyes anymore. Teeth a little sharper, pupils a little smaller, he watched Ukwon carefully for another little misstep; for something that would give him an excuse to completely wail on the guy; come on, make my day. The addict hit a nerve in him, one that he really didn't like people knowing about, but the veela's moods were seldom very containable. Merely by trying to calm himself, he had revealed a gaping internal wound.

But then the junkie kept talking, and the moment passed over them like stormclouds without rain, and the janitor started to shake the bottle again.

"I was just going to suggest keeping in touch, but I think I like your boot-licking idea more," he said, smile ominous and unfriendly, and a large part of him wanted to make Ukwon do it just to see if he would. Trip off of the power he had over the junkie.

Spite, for reminding him that he was a fatherless mongrel.

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Minwoo eyed the male and really didn’t even think about the veela not knowing that he was a veela, after all Minwoo had known he was a demon since he was born and it was for him only logical that everyone else had that same experience. 

He snorted as he eyed the clock. “Why don’t you come back tomorrow when there aren’t guests that you can scare away Mr. attractive.” he eyed the other “And don’t try your powers on me because then I will let you be kicked out before you can say ‘veela bum’. Got it? I’m happily engaged thank you.” He scribbled down on a paper. “Here is my number, if you can’t make it, text me. Be here tomorrow at ten in the morning, the door will be open to the sex shop so just go there and tell who ever is manning the shop at that time you have an appointment with me.” He nibbled on his lower lip as he tried to think of anything else. 

"I have to say, even if I do hire you. A lot of people don’t like foreigners so don’t expect to be loved by everyone right away. Now off you go, look out for the vampires they have been eyeing you and while they can’t attack you on my property, they might attack you when you leave the premises."

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Again, he was called 'veela', and again, by a man, and again they asserted that they were in a relationship with someone without specifying their gender - so he pretty much assumed at this point that when people called him 'veela' people were calling him a homosexual. Travis still had no gradient for how derogatory a term it was, however, since it was always coupled with something like 'scum' or 'trash' or 'whore' to make it worse, rather than leaving it on its own. Every time it happened he tried to ignore it - but it ate at him a little, that there was something that he was putting out there that gave people this vibe, and he didn't know what it was. At a strip joint, with clients that could be female or male, he'd have to cater to both sides to make a quick buck... which meant not only putting up with it, but playing to it. Veela.

He took the piece of paper from Minwoo, quickly eyeballing the phone number, before stuffing that one in his pocket. Taking in all of the details, he had to come in before opening to audition for - who? Just this guy? He didn't really care about the fact that he'd have to dance since he would have time to figure something out now, but a part of him had to wonder if this was going to turn out to be a 'couch audition' if it was going to be a private performance. Honestly though, having a second income on top of his work at the Academy was something that he could get on board with. For all of Minwoo's public posturing, if he really wanted something on the side, Travis would work it out with the guy if it came to that. His faithfulness remained to be seen.

"So that's ten sharp or ten hungover?" he half-joked.

The veela was warned of vampires, and honestly - he appreciated that heads up, because that told him that he had to puke in the bathroom instead of the alleyway behind the bar in order to not get jumped. The night was pretty much over for him; he had an early start in the morning if he wanted to make a good impression, dance moves ready. Hell, he was a maintenance guy; he'd figure out how to install a pole in his room to practice on if he had to.

"Nah, I don't expect to be loved," said Travis honestly, shrugging, "I expect to be adored."

And on that note, he set the blood-wine down on the bar counter and took his leave.

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Travis + Ren // Primadonna

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The sweet smile that had accompanied Ren’s suggestion of dinner started to slip off his lips as Rav started acting so uninterested in what he’d previously been very adamant they do. Ren blinked as Rav avoided eye contact and blinked when he asked if he was going to “dress up” while he examined his fingernails.

Ren slowly smiled again, easily identifying Rav’s desire to feel like he would treat this like a special occasion. “Ehhh…dress up? Do I have to?” he complained, grinning sweetly when Rav snapped those blue eyes back to look at him.

"Just kidding~" Ren sang sweetly. "Of course I’ll dress up! It’s a special occasion!" he insisted as he reached out to give Ravi’s head a pat like he’d done for him a few weeks before as a gesture of comfort and reassurance. "Pick me up at six?" Ren asked as he packed up his lunch containers and hugged them to his chest.

He looked up at the ceiling for a moment, as if deciding something. He was mentally going through his closet. ”I’m wearing navy, so don’t wear black, okay? See you,Ravi!” Ren said sweetly as he fluttered off to get back to work.

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He shrugged and was about to play the whole dressing-up-thing off when Ren abruptly changed his mind and the moon sprite had his full attention for it. He watched with hawkish eyes - the nurse's features, the delicate flow of the platinum blonde hair as it was brushed back over his shoulder. He took in Ren's nuances and a part of him clung on to them tightly, sank his talons into the memory of someone that he wanted to pay attention to him, actually making plans to spend time with him. Setting time aside.

Ravi's eyebrows furrowed, because he couldn't identify what was happening with himself but it was jarring and novel. Ren patted his head kindly and breezed away to the infirmary, leaving on the note of telling Travis how to co-ordinate a look so that they would look like they were together.

Travis watched the moon sprite go, fidgeting with his fingernails. He didn't know why this agitated him, but in a way that didn't make him feel angry. It was... anxious-making? The more he couldn't put his thumb on it the more flustered he got about it, frustrated with himself, and he brushed the feeling aside to be ignored.

Six.

He wouldn't wear black as per request, but he would be fashionably late.

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you’re open to roleplay the following:

● abuse ( emotional, physical, drug etc.)

● crime ( murder, kidnapping, theft etc.)

● action ( fighting, races, weapons etc.)

● relationships as ( enemies, gangs etc.)

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If You Steal My Sunshine || Hyuna & Rav

There was something oddly alluring about being outside. The weather wasn’t too bad and the sun was just starting to set. She found herself on the same bench as always, laying back and looking up at the sky dotted with fluffy clouds. These moments were becoming few and far between as she found herself locked up into books and practicing.

She spent her late nights in the city’s nearby cemetery, honing her skills which seemed to slowly get stronger. She was able to hold the control for longer now and it started to seem like calling spirits forward was getting easier as well. It’s about time. The voice in her head chimed in. That seemed to be the only time the voice was missing, during practice. It was as if the two had become one and finally were at peace.

She had read somewhere in a book that people who experienced such awful things tended to compartmentalize things and often adapt a new persona to deal. It seemed to be that way with her although she wasn’t sure if she really wanted to believe it. OH you’re crazy girl. Trust me and it’s not because you have me around. Hyuna frowned, “What’s that supposed to mean?”

The voice laughed, You’re setting yourself up for failure and anyone else would be able to see it. Just wait. You’ll learn. The voice whispered and Hyuna just sighed, turning her attention back to the sky before she heard a noise behind her. She shot bolt up right and looked around for the sound, wondering who was around.

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Travis waggled his fingers at the woman when she did a a shoulder check, watching how she looked all wistful and concerned while she was lost in her thoughts like that. She was cute, to say the least; bright red lip stain with glossy, wavy black hair. Real classic look to this one, like a young Audrey Hepburn. It was an inherent nobility that he saw in women like that that made the veela just want to take them home and wreck it. Take them to bed, smear that lipstick, tangle that hair, and make them undignified...

"Is this seat taken?" he asked affably, leaning forward to address her over the back of the bench. Gesturing to the spot beside Hyuna, Rav could see down her top from this angle - but with a charming smile and a carefully controlled gaze, he made sure that she wouldn't catch his wandering eyes.

With both hands resting on the back of the bench now, he caught her in a conversation. A stalling tactic until he could figure out how to get her to bed - or, hey, even just horizontal on the bench here;

"Who were you talking to?" he asked.

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OOC

/gross sobbing