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[the-graves-family]

dubiousdeviant replied to your post “"Here, Cowboy. Here, boy," Daken taunted. He'd always seen him as...”

"Watch your attitude before it gets you killed." It was spoken like a friendly bit of advice, but anyone who knew Daken knew better.

Aaron bared his teeth in a mockery of a smile and crossed his arms over his chest, hyper-aware of every move Daken made. “Of course. To what do I owe the pleasure, then?” He did not want to be in this situation, did not want to face the mutant. Not in a fight, not in anything.

[burnedwinter]

"Somebody to spank me and call me a naughty boy. I have been very naughty after all. Unfortunately, I can't find a man who resembles my father enough to fulfill the fantasy, so that brings me to you for my entertainment. What to do, what to do." He seemed to contemplate his options as his eyes raked down the other's form.

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“Naughty? Heh, your little attempts to be naughty are nothing more than pretentious shenanigans.”

Brock let Daken check him out, an amused grin on his face. “To resemble your father I am too big and not hairy enough. But I can abandon you and leave you with a pile of unsolved issues.”

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He can’t help but laugh, shaking his head a bit. “Fucking dork.”

[razein-hell]

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          “We’re out of coke.”

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“Would you stop it with the pheromone, there is no one here but me.”

[photographic-reflexes-blog]

Saturday night, New York. This city never sleeps and even less on the weekends. Tony already had a few drinks and was dancing with a cute blonde to the beats of the music. There was no way he would take her home, the evening was still young and there were more interesting guys and girls at the club, but she was a good dancer and right now he didn’t cared about anything else but dancing.

When he turned around to dance with the girls girlfriend he caught the glimpse of a familiar face at the entrance. Daken. Tony didn’t wear his mask or his hologram and just hoped the other wouldn’t recognize him otherwise.

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[burnedwinter]

"I never implied I thought you were a weapons dealer, just that you might know one who could provide me with everything I need. Unless you already have those items. I'd love to take them off your hands."

“That’s what I wanted to imply. Of course I have stuff like that stored. I can only guess that you already new that. A smart guy like you should have other sources for basic weaponry like that.”

Brock looked at Daken, brows narrowed, and tried to find the answer to the only question that really counted. Why?

[burnedwinter]

Daken was a shadow on the wall, letting his pheromones take hold and cause the hairs on the back of his neck come to a point before he revealed himself. "Brock," he cooed. "It's been a long time."

“The junior,” Brock said mockingly and turned around to face the man. “Not long enough.”

Daken was essentially what he despised most, both mutant and a dirty Japs. He highly respected the ability to fight though, something that was rare in the realm of super-humans, most relied too much on their powers.

“What do you want?”