#redrbt

[atrophite]

i love u / ur reaper so much !!!!!!!!

DKHSBFGHDS  i  didn’t  expect  this  message  ,,  thank  you  AAH

[moriohmurders]

❛ QUITE THE SHOW TONIGHT. I would be lying if I said I didn’t like it, spectacular as always, Ms. Rabbit. ❜   A ghost of a smile and the firmest handshake she’s probably felt in her entire life (  KEEP YOURSELF UNDER CONTROL, KEEP YOURSELF UNDER CONTROL... ). He was a recent visitor, watching from the back of the room, drink in hand and lit cigarette in the other. Her shows took place in more expensive settings, something he often favored. Kira never liked bars, they were much too poor in taste. Bar beers were cheap and tasteless, reeking of a pungent odor that burnt and stung at his nostrils, so he was quite pleased by the wide variety of Gin they sold here. Her voice was simply and utterly haunting. Accompanied by her distasteful choice of wardrobe ( but he let it slide often ) her performances were delightfully sexy. But Kira didn’t feel as rambunctious as the other men in the house. He enjoyed her shows, but something else was on his mind. Not her pretty face and definitely not her amazing body, but something he was more keen on, something that most men wouldn’t even pay brief notice. Royal purple gloves that stopped at her elbows. Something he loved to watch was when her fingers curled around the microphone as she leaned in to sing  (  very nice  ). I wonder what those gloves are hiding. She takes a great effort into her appearance, so I can’t imagine the manicure she would have. Red, he thought. Blood-red. PERFECT FOR THE SCARLET STARLET. He got excited at the thought. Kira takes out his wallet, picking out a roll of one hundred dollar bills. Slight smile.   ❛ How much would it take for you to be mine for a night? ❜  He’d buy whatever she was offering for just a peek at those palms.  @redrbt

[tnleer]

*// @redrbt

RING  CLAD  FINGERS  IDLY  DANCED  ALONG  THE  SPINE  OF  THE  ORLONI ;   singed  edge  of  his  desk  pressed  ‘gainst  his  lower  back  as  the  CLICK  of  heels  drew  closer.   no  longer  was  there  a  bandage  ‘round  his  head.   wounds  had  long  since  healed ,   leaving  only  light  bruising  along  his  temple  &&  around  his  eye.   not  that  it  was  very  noticiable ,   the  dark  circles  under  his  eyes  always  gave  the  appearance  he  carried  two  black  eyes. 

when  VIBRANT  CRIMSON  entered  his  view ,   the  collector  straightened  his  posture ,   setting  the  creature  in  his  grasp  ontop  of  the  table.   he  descended  the  few  steps  with  graceful  stride ,   until  he  found  himself  placed  before  the  woman.

          ‘     my  dear ,   you  are  far  more  sumptuous  in  the  flesh   ———————   what  is  you  seek  ??   I  have  many  things  in  my  collection.     ’