#strongfucks

[love-seared]

@strongfuck asked; “Does my height offend you?”

small / tall starters

It’s one of the first times Arryn isn’t wearing a pair of her ridiculous shoes, and now she is dealing with the consequences. Exactly after Rhys comments, she narrows her eyes and shoots him a glare. 

“When you point it out like that, yeah it does. I have a big ass problem with it.” Arryn puffed out her chest and leaned in. As though this is serious at all. “You think you can come up in this place, my place of work, and be this tall in my lobby? Disgusting.” She tries to keep the act up as much as she can, but a smile cracks and the facade breaks. These boring days sometimes got broken up by what ever proposition Rhys would spin her way, side work and gigs that could reign in a bit more cash or notoriety. It was welcomed greatly.

“I could climb you like a damn tree. Guess I haven’t been too honest with my appearance.” She crosses her arms, and looks down to her shoes which are much more sneaker-like then her typical heals and platforms. “Twas bound to happen at some point. Do you not enjoy working with average height people? Too below you?” 

[handsomejackhoney]

@strongfucks​

“Well, well, well. Look what the skags dragged in. How’re things going, kiddo?”

[lowerqualityrp]

@strongfucks​ asked: post-meeting drinks'd be great, rhys said. what could possibly go wrong, rhys said.

except vaughn has accompanied yvette outside for a smoke, and rhys' head lolls lazily to the side as he regards arlo in the booth. he's not sure why the man didn't leave with his colleagues, but he decides not to ask.

"heeeeey..." one of the posters on the wall-- very lewd, considering this is a hole in the wall sort of joint-- says sugar sugar atop a photograph of a blonde bombshell with great tits crawling towards the camera. "give me some sugar, baby."

then rhys breaks out into laughter.

In truth, Arlo surprised himself the moment he had agreed to go for drinks, but then, it’s been a while since he’s had friends. The thought of going out for a bit was nice. So, even when the few acquaintances from his job, he stayed.

Besides, he felt he had a better personal connection with Rhys and even Yvette and Vaughn than those he worked with.

Cheeks already flushed from the alcohol consumption deepened in their rosy hue as he hears Rhys' suggestion. "Wh-What??" he stammers out, eyes wide and heart beating the tiniest bit faster against his chest.

Though, as he barks in laughter, Arlo realizes instantaneously that Rhys was making some sort of weird joke. And yet, the weirdest part of it is the sudden pang of disappointment that twists in his gut.

Still, that was a worry for later, so instead he just laughs awkwardly. “Yeah, that’d be somethin’,” he mumbles bashfully as he ducks his head.

[nicholas-wolfwood]

@strongfucks​

“No offense, but you uh... don’t look like you’re from ‘round here. What brings ya down here, buddy?”

[ninevoltcolt]

@strongfucks​

“Now, what would a fine Hyperion employee such as yourself be doing outside of the safety of Helios? It can be quite dangerous planetside, you know...”

“...He don’t look like much.”

[love-seared]

tfw your coworker has been missing for a week and turns up missing prosthetics after your whole work place leaves orbit :)

also ironic because the topic of the fall of Helios being on dash

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[lowerqualityrp]

@strongfucks​

“Hey, Rhys. Yvette sent me your way,” Arlo announces as he makes his way into the other’s area, suitcase in tow. “She told me there was something about a new product and you’d be the one to help get the run down of it.”

[lowerqualityrp]

@strongfucks​

Arlo walks back to the table with a bowl of noodles he ordered in within each of his hands. He sets one down in front of Rhys and puts one in his spot next to him.

“I hope you enjoy. They’re my favorite noodle spot.”

He’s glad Rhys was able to make it out to spend some time with him on Promethea. Of course, the first thing he had to do was treat him to some of the best noodles in the galaxy.