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“ It’s been fo’evah since I put these things on. “ the specs are wiggled-- playfully. Her hips teasingly sway with her gesture. “ Whaddaya say? Naughty librarian? “ Harley hums, a grin slowly twisting on her lips as she picks a bad time to start doing this. They had other things to get to, but this could be a thought reserved for later.

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11. AU: Break Apart The Heart [closed]

Our muses are cadets in Star Fleet academy, they’re new roommates and don’t get along at all.

Sighing as the young male plopped himself onto the bed (which was not at all made for comfort), he turned to the suitcase which was sprawled open on the floor, the items once contained within it scattered in the premises. Whoops. He must've hit the unlock button as he smacked it down onto the floor. Still, Yasaburou already found himself comfortable in the position he was in and wished not to get up and clean his mess.

Instead, he found himself more useful in grunting as he reached toward the sprawled objects, hoping that somehow his arm would stretch out on it's own and pick them up, or perhaps they would magically levitate and be placed back into the case they belonged in. However, neither of these came true (to the blond's disappointment). Turning to view his roommate behind him (what was her name, again?), he asked a question he very well knew the answer to.

"Will you do me a favor?"

#timidlionfists #I hope this is okay!#closed #starter #meme!starter

10. Night Tales Deceive [closed]

"--...What?"

Yasaburou kept still for a moment, staring at the screen blaring with the blinding flash of a new text. After forcefully pressing the central button to read the new message from a mutual sender of another text, a crease formed in the young man's lower features where his grin usually kept occupied. Hanging hand balled into a fist as the one clutching the phone shook in repulsion and anger, Yasa angrily glared in the direction of his new destination. Texts flashing in his mind over and over as his pace quickened, a low growl escaped his throat.

[THURS - 01:05:57] We have Anri.

[THURS - 01:06:32] Abandoned factory off of Elsa St.

[THURS - 1:09:04] Bring the Product.

"Fucking unbelievable..--" He huffed, turning the corner onto Elsa Street, the location in view. "Un-Fucking-Believable!" This is why he couldn't let his location be known. How long was he followed? --How did they know who to target? He was so careful to keep himself off the grid, even more so when he was in the presence of friends -- the very select few he had. Anri and Yasaburou only became friends just months ago, but the amount of attachment he found himself putting onto her was more than simply finding her fun. He cared for her as a true friend. Now his cover was blown, and he'd have to leave again. Because he wasn't careful. He let his true emotions show. He'd have to leave. Tonight. Immediately after Anri's safety.

Slamming the doors to the location open, the blond froze in place as he gritted his teeth in anger. "Your boss, where is he? Where is--" His demands were cut short as he noted a face of familiarity, expression becoming stolid. "--Anri?" Why did she appear calm? Why did she not call out to him? Why was she not tied up, guarded.. why did she not look like a hostage?

Oh. Oh.