@ryunonendai said : ❝ you made your choice! i’m gonna have fun rippin’ those pants off ya. ❞ i know i dont have him on here yet but ryuji for anyone u want
❝ oh ho ho ! is that right , you big handsome devil ? --- come get my pants then ! ❞
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@ryunonendai said : ❝ you made your choice! i’m gonna have fun rippin’ those pants off ya. ❞ i know i dont have him on here yet but ryuji for anyone u want
❝ oh ho ho ! is that right , you big handsome devil ? --- come get my pants then ! ❞
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“And how much for a night with the boss?”
He’s making all these pretty boys nervous. Even Majima’s crush, that steel-balled man’s man, shifts uncomfortably from the other table. None of them make a move. He notices with a growing sense of pride he’s even staggered the manager with that question. Looking up at his newfound partner in crime, his lips split into a vile grin.
“Not like that, ya fuckin’ degenerates.”
Nishitani laughs into the discomfort he’s created, shuffling through his coat for a little motivation. There, the kid in the suit is already on the move, trying to get between his boss and the menace. Retrieving a tall pile of cash, he made a great show of dropping it onto the table with a satisfying thunk. It must be all the sweeter in this economy, he mused, washing the thought down with another glass of whiskey.
The former patriarch looks past the hired help, looks past the pretty boys all shifting uncomfortably. This relies on Yuka, and he’ll acknowledge her answer alone. He came here for fun, after all, and as great as it is to bait Tamaki... He really needs to know what Majima-kun has walked him into, taking this woman on.
@ryunonendai asked: 🦷 d'art doesn't know how to take treats gentle :( sorry evan
BITE BITE BITE || Accepting
D’art’s flower-mouth opens, and then closes faster than Evan is certain what to do with, but before he knows what’s happened, the sharp teeth on the inside of his mouth have sunken into his flesh, and it takes all that he has not to rip his arm away and cause more damage to his hand.
Instead, his opposite hand comes up and claps down on the Demogorgon’s neck, holding onto the back of his neck to hold him in place.
Evan snarls, pain making anger creep into his voice, “Drop it.”
[Rouxls] "HEL, LOOK! LOOKETH AT MY NEWETH PUZZLEST!!" // @ryunonendai
A gasp, the Prince’s lullaby sputtering out with a sudden snap. The string has been pulled in two by her startled jerk, leaving a welt on the offending finger. She studies the digit for blood. Once assured the harp has not gone vampiric, she raises her head, looking to the Duke.
“Oh.. Yes, it’s, it’s quite good, Rouxls.” She smiles down at the simple distraction, something to entertain children or pets perhaps. Still, it’s a step above his last attempts, requiring at least some forethought. After a moment’s silence, she lowers her harp.
“Where do you intend to place such a feat of engineering genius?” she rasps. Hel is sure she’s not going to like the answer, whatever it is. Grateful as she is for the Prince’s ability to bring others around to his conciliatory ways, it has opened the door for rather more potential victi-- people. It has opened the door for more people, who might not know of the Duke’s penchants.
@ryunonendai said: D'art 'stares' at the white wolf. And then puppy play bows. Play? Play!
That’s a…weird dog. Eden couldn’t help but wonder where in the several planes this creature came from. It didn’t seem harmless, but it appeared friendly.
Eden timidly wagged his tail. A few slow steps taken towards the alien creature, and suddenly he dips down into a bow. Then he scampered and feigned right, pausing to pounce on the ground and stop in front of D’art.
Play!
@ryunonendai asked: Kate is running, and running, checking over her shoulder, heartbeat pounding in here ears... and she slams right into The Trapper. She stares up, frozen with fear and eyes wide. "Ah, shit..." She muttered.
Kate slams into him in much the same manner that one might slam into a brick wall. Without looking and too fast for it to be comfortable. The only real difference between him and the brick wall, is that she doesn’t end up with bruises when her face slams into his torso.
He stares down at her, and then looks up, off to the side, through the hole in the side of the dilapidated building that she’d rounded the corner of when she slammed into him.
“The last Generator is in there.”
@ryunonendai asked: ⊗ what evan think of d'art
Thoughts and Opinions || Accepting
“He’s a real weird dog. But he’s a good dog.”
@ryunonendai said: [Bull] "Rune, c'mere, lemme play with your hair."
“Yes, sir!” Rune’s voice held a bubbly lilt. Laughter in his eyes as he took long, quick strides to Bull and plopped himself into their lap. A purr rumbled in the mage as he waited expectedly.