#ngc nero

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Closed RP

salvagechemist

Cabe pulls Nero into his apartment flat by the lapels of his jacket, only giving the area a quick glimpse to see that it's empty. "Kraatz, I have someone over," he calls out before returning his attention to his current partner.

Ignoring the muffled sound of a window opening and closing coming from Kraatz's room, he drapes his arms over Nero's shoulders and leans in to kiss him deeply.

"Want to go to my room?" he whispers after breaking the kiss. "Or we can do it right here--I'm flexible."

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salvagechemist:

Nero eyes the man keenly. While Dolly sinks further into his hood, he nods. “That’s perfect! Just hold on for a second,” he exclaims, pulling from his coat pocket a tiny pad of paper and pen. “Twenty four seven’s be a hell of a timeframe, but do you have peak hours? Y’know,” he continues, leaning his head and muffling the sound with a pinkish burned hand. “Peak hours..you catching what I’m throwing? Or the other way around maybe. Which field is it?”

At this point the sweat on his brow is obvious, and he hastily flips through the paper to squint at the chicken-scrawled terms listed. “You know, most people aren’t willing to do business, but I’m glad we see eye to eye,” Nero starts again, flipping the pen in his fingers. It falls unceremoniously to the ground, and he can’t help the nervous chitter of laughter that escapes him. "I’m N… Nero, anyway! That’s my name, always has been I’m sure," his mouth curls again, and his fingers brush over the quiet ferret’s twitching body.

Cabe listens to the other's rambling with interests, his eyebrows raised into perfect arches. His smile is twitching slightly at the corners, as he's trying his best not to start laughing again--not when this stranger is just trying so hard for Lucifer knows what.

He decides to ignore the questions that were thrown against him as he steps closer to the other, leaning down to pick up the pen. "Nero, huh?" he repeats, tilting his head with a smile. "I'm Cabe.. Spelled like 'Cabe' but pronounced otherwise," he says. "Say, lend me that notebook for a second and I'll give you my number as well?"

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Nero: (*_*)

(*_*) My muse had fallen for yours - literally! Too busy staring, they weren’t looking where they were going and tripped right in front of your muse

Simon: Ah! O- oh dear! Um…. Are y- you ok? I… uh… Let me help you up. Are you hurt? What’s your n- name?