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[ka9in3]

𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 ; 🪢, 🌙 , 🏳️‍🌈 , ↕️ , 🫶

! nsfw below '°•➷

🪢 do they have a kink? if so, what is it? -> he likes being restrained and watched. bit of a rope bunny. threesomes (is that a kink?). light dom/sub dynamics (where he’s the sub).

🌙 do they need an emotional connection or are one-night-stands an option? -> he’s the king of one-night-stands. sometimes an emotional connection just makes things complicated and he doesn’t need that.

🏳️‍🌈 what’s their sexual orientation? have they ever experimented outside of that [for more binary orientations such as heterosexual/homosexual]? -> he’s bisexual. I don’t think he ever experimented, he just had a realization one day when he was like 20 that went “I’m probably bisexual but I have a job (the military) so idrc about that rn” and then later slept with a dude and yeah. that was that.

↕️ are they a sub, dom, or switch? top, bottom, or switch? -> submissive verse.

🫶 what does after care look like for them? -> it could look like many different things. cuddling, showering together, I think just physical touch and maybe a few words of assurance would do it. he’s not too needy.

[bladesout]

❛ what exactly is your definition of a ' nice smile ' ? ❜

❝ One that isn't plastered on 24/7 like some 50's housewife.❞

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[thxgrxmrexpxr]

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Entry # 416

Ran into Lepo again the other day. So far none of my squad has reported any interactions with him that warrant further effort. I’m not entirely sure what talents Umbrella see’s in him that make him such a vital cog in the machine. It’s elusive to a degree that draws attention, and I doubt his superiors have enough sense to realize that.

Compared to the rest of Umbrella he is alarming cooperative though. I suspect it’s less to do with any discerning respect and more about how quickly we can clear areas and allow him the means to get back to work.

… Might be work getting him first if the facility ever goes into an evacuation. I’d rather see him live above some of the others.

[thxgrxmrexpxr]

You look exhausted. When's the last time you actually slept?

For once, his silence is not entirely born of spite. Though his expression is so deeply carved with a permanent frown that he certainly looks the part. The dark circles under his eyes are all the evidence required to alert anyone eavesdropping in on them that it's been far too long.

Consequently, when your employer grandstands you as inhuman, they also tend to forget your basic needs. Breaks are amongst the ones that H.U.N.K has had the misfortune of missing out on for an extended shift.

"Technically two days ago." He recalls after awhile. Though in fairness, he'd started work well into the evening on that first day.

[fortitudina]

*OOC. ------ Quick little shoutout to these nerds ( lovingly ) ! @mischieflawed @hcllfiresx @inmentemusae @ph4g0

[the4thsurvivor]

“Am I doing this right?”

Sparring/Training Sentence Starters

"No."

HUNK hasn't spoke for the most part, just watching the weapon mimic his teachings. This time was practice on a target, although for the sake of safety, HUNK did not have another participant, but just a training dummy. The awkwardness is understandable. It's easier when it's a real person, but considering that this was the opposite of what he usually did, which was to say, teaching humans how to fight the B.O.W.s, he would rather be careful.

He comes forward when he first expresses his dissatisfaction. Instead of coming up to the dummy of a human torso, he approaches Lepo instead. HUNK brings his hand around the man from behind, and puts his fist towards the center of the chest. His hand is curled like he is holding an invisible knife, and he pushes his thumb against the chest, to the left of the solar plexus.

"The heart is much closer to the center than you expect. You should aim the knife at the center of the body, and pull outward, from chest towards the left arm. Don't push forward, or pull downward, your knife will get stuck on the bones." He jabs his thumb tight to his chest, then lets him go.

"Again."

[fortitudina]

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THE DING OF THE ELEVATOR was more than familiar for the woman whose ears had heard it almost continuously in her forty years as part of Spencer's project W. Only this time, Alea was not there for more of Umbrella's torture. She was now a woman on a mission, one tasked to end the hell of the strains of virus that had been unleashed upon Raccoon City and other parts of the world. Her steps from the small cube she'd been standing in were slow and methodical, bright blue eyes scanning the clinical colour of the lab surrounding her. " I do not miss this place... "

Far from it, in fact. She did not miss the endless experiments or the endless strains of virus that she'd been subjected to, and that left her with lasting memories of a place she'd much rather forget. Luckily, it seemed that the place had long been abandoned in the vain hope that whatever evidence was in the place would get destroyed the moment Raccoon City got atomised. How wrong they had been. Papers were still scattered across tables, vials in broken containments still held that almost iridescent glow about them, and through it all, the remnants of Project W were still secured in the cabinet that sat in front of her. Just seeing it made Alea's lips curl in disdain, but her focus shifted as she heard movement and the odd clatter of metal across the unnaturally shining white floor. Immediately, she turned on her heel, Uruboros snaking from her arm in tendrils that displayed similarly to those of her brother. " Who's there?! "

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