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[izousaito]

Sticks his tongue out at him when he thinks no one is looking. He's a very important, grown up ambassador.

Was looking, and sticks his tongue back out at Rubeus.

This is a very important meeting. These are very important men.

[afterlifesoldier]

Take My Money || Setsuna and Reiji

Bureaucracy has never been a scary experience for Setsuna. Surely, she found it incredibly dull, however she thrived on keeping herself organized and ahead. Especially in the financial realm.

Unlike Haruka and Michiru, Setsuna had never had much wealth of her own. Everything she owned had been either gifted by her best friends, or purchased after many hours of work. She knew how privileged and lucky she had been to have everything she had with Haruka and Michiru’s help, but now it wasn’t up to them any longer.

She knew she could’ve asked for assistance, advice. She knew she could’ve even asked for a business partnership with them, and maybe in the future she would, but this was her dream. And this was her moment to make it work.

And for once she was ready to put her heart into her own clothing line. 

She was starting the business small, selling her creation to stores specialized in independent creators. She had researched endlessly to find the boutiques that would suit her needs. Now all she needed was to make sure her finances were in order.

Setsuna Meioh sat across the receptionist at an accountant firm, waiting for her appointment with a man named Reiji. She wore a suit she had made himself, and tried to keep her breathing under control as she waited.

[prince-demando]

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“Hei... say something.”

Nemesis was staring at her feet, unaware she was pulling on her skirt in an attempt to make it look longer. She felt vulnerable, ridiculous and naked in that stupid fuku, no matter how powerful it actually made her feel inside. She was so much stronger in this form than... as a prince. This was mortifying enough, but the worst was Rubeus’ silence.

Not raising her gaze, she grabbed the side of his top.

[rock-you-like-a-hurricxne]

(Butthead voice) "Hey Baby."

"Who left their garbage out again on the street? People are so thoughtless sometimes...”

[izousaito]

@uwubeus

        “So you’re the new guy?”

        Rio had heard that a new bodyguard would be brought onboard over a month ago, and expected him to be the same old type from before: super-stoic, sunglasses, dressed in a suit that likely cost half his salary. This one was different. Sure, there was the suit, but a shock of red hair and something so incredibly green about the guy.

        This could be fun.

        He leaned back in the fold-up metal chair, ripped-jeans-legs crossing and a finger twisting copper curls. “So, Tanaka-san, what inspired you to let a music label tell you where to go and how high to jump? Bet you’re fresh out of training. First job? First one to offer to pay you worth a damn? Who didn’t demand you dye your hair? Or would no one else give your three-millimeter-long resume more than a passing glance?”

        He chuckled and bit his lower lip, giving Tanaka a long look over. If this was the new threat in the group, he needed to assess him properly. Hopefully, he would be as ineffectual as the other bodyguards; losing his freedom was not exactly something Rio was looking forward to.

        “I think Ayako will be your biggest worry. She’s a bit of a troublemaker, especially with some liquor in her system.”

[prince-demando]

"I will fight for you."

“I know you will.”

“But I have another task for you. I know all of you will fight with everything you have, but the most important thing is... you have to come back. Survive.Live for me.”

[izousaito]

‘ don’t push my buttons. ’

If he had a drink, he would have spat it out. "Your buttons?!" This man had audacity in spades! Every little thing he did got on at least one nerve of his, and yet he said not to push his buttons!

"You have some nerve! Acting like you are doing absolutely nothing wrong and insinuating that my actions are affecting you!"

Green eyes narrowed and his lip curled. "If you were not here out of the goodwill of fools, I would have you ousted for that attitude alone."

[prince-demando]

"Psst. Hey," he whispers, as though they're being listened to by one of three long-haired idiots. Or the one with short hair. "Are we allowed to leave this dump- I mean, palace? I'm dying of boredom. Die. Ing. I wanna see the city."

Demando is so focused on stealing glances over the book he held in his hands for the past 30 minutes without turning a single page he barely register Rubeus’ presence next to him. He’s not really subtle or hard to miss - neither of them are, but Demando fancies himself discreet the same way he likes to think his height is average.

“Remember what happened last time we went out to Crystal Tokyo on our own?” he whispers back after a short while of pretending to read, “They will never let us step outside without an escort, and eventually a better disguise.”