#trulytrucy

[amoralagent]

“ Uh-uh, kiddo. Scram. No place for a kid at a crime scene. ”

[una-simul-stare-blog]

+trulytrucy

"Excuse me, Miss...?" Gosh, it was a little embarrassing to have to ask for help. But this girl didn't look much older than his sister, so he would just... Act like he was talking to her! And hope she was friendly... "I seem to have gotten myself a little... lost..." He chuckled softly, a light blush coloring his cheeks. "You wouldn't happen to know where the Wonder Bar is, would you?" 

[mxsticmaster-blog-blog]

trulytrucy

"Hey, Trucy!"

"Christmas is almost here! Are you excited!"

[terrxn]

♡

Nonsexual acts of Intimacy - Select from the following for my muse to respond to...

♡:Accidentally falling asleep together

God, was he exhausted. He wasn't expecting to have been out so late--a long day of intense training at work usually resulted in Clay only wanting to curl up in bed for the next week. If only Apollo hadn't offered to take the trainee astronaut out to dinner and casually mentioned the nightly performance of his cute co-worker(?)'s magic show at the nearby Wonder Bar. Maybe then he wouldn't be lying across from the petite brunette in Apollo's (admittedly comfy) queen-sized bed.

Of course going out to see Trucy's show had resulted in the three of them deciding to have an after-party of sorts (y'know, to celebrate the success of Trucy's show--Clay had to admit that he had a little too much to drink at this point, but at the time it seemed like an excellent idea). Said after-party had only resulted in the three of them stumbling (at least in Clay's case) back to Apollo's apartment, where the attorney had promised snacks and a "night of fun!" (aka probably watching some B-rated horror films--not that Clay could judge his friend's sense of 'fun' as this was right up his alley as well).

And maybe the party would've gone well had Clay and Trucy not decided that it would be fun to snoop around Apollo's apartment--but, alas, here they were snuggled up under the red-trimmed covers after a good half-hour of peeking through old photo albums and jumping on the bed to test the limits of the tired springs in Apollo's mattress (which, fortunately for the two of them, happened to actually be quite strong). 

Would Clay regret this in the morning? Absolutely. But for now he was perfectly content to let his eyes droop shut as he listened to the gentle hum of the pretty magician beside him.

[chaotic-lawful-objections]

trulytrucy has been added to the Court Record.

"Hello there, miss! Nice..um, top hat! It's pretty cool, you know? Whats your name, anyways? I'm..."

"Ph--*ACHOO!* *ACHOO!* *ACHOO!* *ACHOO!* I'm.....*ACHOO!* sick!"

[justiciaesciego-archive]

What’s my prize?

11. Sleep in my character’s bed—your call if my character is with yours or not.

"I get that you don't want to be on your own with Mr. Wright out of town, but why can't you stay with Athena? Or one of your other, probably actually your age, friends?"

It wasn't that Apollo didn't like Trucy. Not at all! However the last thing Apollo wanted to do at eleven at night was deal with a teenager. Or anyone, really.

Sighing, Apollo shook his head. He had been ready to go to sleep, himself. Hair was down, he had his PJs on, teeth were brushed.. All ready to go to sleep until Trucy came a-knockin' on his door. Even Mikeko had fallen asleep (the calico hogging one of Apollo's pillows).

"Since your already here, I'll let you stay the night."