#whoxyouxhate

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[exrhlab-archived]

⚠️ a text meant for someone else.

[text]: No, I’m not asking Mayer to “upgrade” your toy sword. [text]: Asking her directly won’t change anything.

[text]: Wrong person. [text]: Good afternoon, Sir Ch’en.

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@whoxyouxhate​​ said: “And just WHERE do you think you’re putting your hands?” @ W

“Rest assured~~” Voice seemed to SING with a certain amount of AMUSED GLEE as she continued the pat down, hands lingering a little TOO LONG at Chen’s breasts and hips before slipping behind to grope at the superintendent’s ass. “This is AAAALL protocol, Officer Law...” What kind of protocol? Anyone on guard duty being caught doing THIS would be fired for sexual harassment WITHOUT. A. DOUBT. But Ch’en wasn’t in Lungmen. Nor was she dealing with a Lungmenite Guard. Here she was in REUNION’s base dealing with a PSYCHO who had an UNHEALTHY OBSESSION WITH HER. Oh, and Talulah was around somewhere. W had heard Ch’en was here SPECIFICALLY for her sister. (Maybe that was why she was ACTING OUT?) Pass continued down Ch’en’s legs where W slipped down to a crouch, smirking up at Ch’en from below. “If you’re not happy ‘bout it, just say. But SOMEONE has ta make sure you don’t bring a lethal weapon, y’know?” And it had to be HER? No. The actual Reunion Member in charge of this shit was hog tied and gagged in the next room.

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@whoxyouxhate​​ said: ❛  stop  hogging  all  the  blankets !  ❜

"Nmhh..." Sleepy groan caught itself halfway between COMFORT & FRUSTRATION as Swire only bundled up the blankies around all the more, graspy-clutchy hands clinging for  DEAR LIFE with no intention of giving it up. All the while nuzzling closer and-- Did she just INHALE Ch'en's scent? "Hog yourself..." Cheek rubbed itself happily against the blanket and at times like this she certainly began to look more like a PRIMITIVE HOUSECAT than a PROUD BITCH. "Am tired. And comfy. And this shit's designer." Not to mention that the POWER GRID had crashed with Ch'en making the call that it was most important to restore mains power to the RESIDENTIAL & COMMERCIAL DISTRICTS. Which meant the L.G.D were stuck with an emergency power generator that only allowed NECESSARY TECHNOLOGIES in the headquarters to be operational. "You can have a blanky when the power's back." Inadvertent brush of her ASS against her superior as she all but curled up in and around the blankies. THEY WEREN'T EVEN FULLY COVERING HER. And neither was her nightgown at this point.

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@whoxyouxhate​​ said: ❝ come on and dance with me~ if you can move in those pants, that’s it? ❞ (Drunk Zofia @ Maria)

Dramatic GAAAASPP; Hand clutching at her chest as her heart feigned BREAKING. (It was actually beating faster just from her Auntie offering a dance.) “I can SO move in these pants!!” Whether she could DANCE was a different story. Maria had a long history of experience in ENGINEERING & SWORDFIGHTING & ALL THINGS KNIGHTLY... She was also somewhat of a SPOILED BRAT vis-a-vis her Uncle barely wanting anything to do with, well... ANYTHING, and Auntie Zofia being PUTTY IN HER HANDS. Not to mention the doting biases of Marcin, V and Master Kowal. “Watch me!!” But the gauntlet had been thrown and pride dictated that she meet her mentor’s challenge, so with the BRAVEST SMIRK she could possibly muster, she offered her hand and gave her ass a little WAGGLE as she pushed up from her the velvet sofa that lined the club wall. Perhaps it wasn’t SMART for the two to be engaging in such frivolous proclivities at an event hosted by the Roar Guard itself. Somewhat of a SOCIAL GATHERING where the knights could court favour rather DIRECTLY (from paying VIPs, of course). Some guys had already tried to flirt with clear implications that Maria RETURNING their advances would see them buy in to her next match. For so-called ‘FANS’, they really didn’t know her at all. Wait, was that why Zofia was DRUNK? More importantly, was that why she was MAKING MOVES? “Ehe~! What’s got you all riled up~?” Not a clue, in all honesty. And so Maria just kind of WENT WITH IT, stepping up to her Auntie and pressing her body close before pirouetting out, hand-in-hand. “Just be careful, okay Auntie? Your pretty damn drunk. A-And... And, y’know... Your hand...” God, she’d NEVER forgive herself if she ever caused Zofia to do EVEN MORE DAMAGE to  her left hand.

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go through a nighttime routine and ill tell you what kind of villain you are

calmly evil

you chose your path fully aware of what it entails. you're the suave villain, unflappable, smooth as silk. you're capable of cruelty without breaking your facade, and live with the consequences without hesitation. when you die, you're surprised. through all of your planning and posturing, you had forgotten that you too were mortal. but even as life slips through your fingers, you manage that smile. that same smile.