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[magma-mouse]

9 with Kiwi and Chis? 👀

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[tcpdog]

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      To say Archer looked disappointed was an understatement. His expression was almost always composed, stern and neutral... but right now there was evident displeasure etched into the lines of his features -- each crease appearing sharper, more defined, and an ominous tension in the facial muscles.

      He was leaning slightly in the large cushion of his office chair, arms folded over his chest and legs crossed, which was a bit unusual to see the Executive not engaged with deskwork.

                 ❛  I hope your ten seconds of shock value was worth it, Chishiya.  ❜

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BIG OWO WHAT IS THIS???? 

[skullgruntdana]

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          ❝ Worm legs. ❞ 

[grimchances]

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“I can assure you that I don’t start these kinds of conversations for anyone’s amusement. So that’s about as I’d expect. I’m not here to change your mind. Far from it. I want to understand what it is that makes you think that this is the best possible outcome? This is what you consider to be ‘well’? By what definition might I ask?” 

   He drags a nail around the edge of his glass, then draws it to lips. Taking a long sip, he never breaks eye contact with this stranger. This man is an adversary, at least to some degree, but there is something deeper driving him into this conversation. Maybe it’s the light and airy buzz the alcohol causes behind his eyes? Perhaps. Either way, he persists. 

“I know very little. But I want to know more. So if you’ll indulge me, please explain your reasoning and methods to me. Make me understand what is you’ve done so well.” 

   He lowers the glass back onto the table with a loud and unceremonious BANG. 

“...and allow me to just state that I am far from amused, myself.” 

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    SHE had been taken. CATNAPPED by the brutes working for none other than Team Rocket itself. Raiya was scared, no, frightened. She had been taken away fro everything she loved, including her dearest DAUGHTER. Melody could not be without her mother, she was still far too young!

    A collar and leash around her next to keep her in place in a dark, cold room, Raiya couldn’t understand why they had taken her. Was it for ransom? It wasn’t as if Raiya was known for battle, even if she could fight. None of this was making sense!

    THE doors to her prison opened up and revealed a man who was stepping into the room with her. The Delcatty felt fear spread throughout her body as she looked up at him. What was he going to do to her??

[magicmagikarp]

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    The senselessness of the situation caused Chishiya to laugh. For him and M to end up in an embrace of some sort wasn’t that unusual, but such actions tended to be sexual in nature, a prelude to what was yet to come. For M to hold him so firmly, and stranger yet, as an expression of love? That was completely absurd. What kind of “love” could a person like him have for Chishiya, anyway? Neither of these men truly seemed capable of those feelings. Not in the traditional sense, at least.

    “Are you drunk?” Chishiya asked when he finally stopped laughing. “This isn’t like you.”

    Oddly enough, he wasn’t complaining too much. Whatever this was about–be it alcohol, an attempt to butter Chishiya up to pay for dinner, or something else entirely–the humor of it all was enough to let him ignore how uncharacteristic it was.

    Besides, it had been years since anyone held him like that.

        : [ 🐟 ] : – It was rare occasions that M would allow himself to get drunk. His emotions were usually in check, where it was easier to fake everything and make it seem like he was a functioning human being - more or less. He was able to carry on the persona of a carefree man...but add some alcohol to the equation and everything was out of the bag.                   To say the least, he was a bit tipsy. Still functioning, maybe his mind was running a bit more rampage. Maybe his body was giving into his impulses a bit more...and here he was...wanting physical contact. Embrace, to smother something...at least he wasn’t trying to choke the other.

                              “...No...”

He pouted, lips pressed together as he buried his face into the other’s shoulder. Arms squeezed the other tighter, pulling them closer. Love? No. This was far from the feeling of love. No, this was...comfort. Serenity. Peace.

                             “I’m not drunk...you’re drunk.”

[skullgruntdana]

         Rick let Dana’s arm go and shoved her forward. Dana staggered a bit and lowered her head. She was afraid he would do it again and inched towards Chis. She looked terrified. Rick didn’t seem to notice his daughter, who had started to cry.           ❝ I want to know if you still have my file- stop crying! ❞  @shcganai