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Thread: Changes! (Hat+Aldir)

Endorphins here and there as he felt her thoughts bubble and simmer. Peel away the violence a bit. Aggression, yes, leave that. But not any intent to kill... That had to go. He still focused on inhibition, watching her remove the armor. Now the chain... he thought. How it must have itched. How the weight bore upon her. Yes. Yes! He'd have her out of it in the night. I very much doubt the execution of a half-starved magus would be impressive. he said, But feed me as you wish. he said, bowing a little. A bit of submission hurt no one, really. Not with what he planned - pushing the years away from her body, leaving her a bit more capable. A bit more beautiful. More and more he pushed the lust, peeled the inhibition away. You don't need the chain, he thought, you don't need the gloves or boots...
Thread: Changes! (Hat+Aldir)

Ophelia growled in irritation at the agreeable conduct in which the mage was conducting himself with, her desire for violence dying down but she was more than a little annoyed. The woman finished setting up the fire, the flames seeming to tease at her weariness regarding the armor. It was probably a trick of the light but she could almost swear that she saw a figure in the flames. Regardless she set about preparing a stew, soon after cursing as she tore off her chainmail. The Knight glared at the mage as she stood in her common clothing, shed had enough of this feeling burning inside of her. The man was to die anyway, he was a heathen and none would take his word over hers. The woman removed her gloves and took up her dagger, pushing the mage up against the tree she tied him to. Her eyes were smoldering with malice and aggression, no afternoon of mental prodding would make her forget that she despised mages for their heresy. The dagger she placed at his neck and she leaned in close, her breath hot and her lips curved downwards. The Knight knew well this was in violation of her oaths but at the moment she rationalized it with the knowledge that plenty of her fellows did much the same. Listen carefully, Magus. Im going to use you for my own pleasure youre going to be cooperative. If you arent Ill slice off your cock and cast it into the fire. Ill follow that with your tongue and fingers if you continue to refuse me. I doubt many of my comrades would look down on such a thing, filth. The Knight growled, pressing the point of her blade just a bit to draw a drop of blood. Are you going to cooperate, or shall I add some pieces to the flames? The woman pressed.
Thread: Changes! (Hat+Aldir)

I'd not refuse a champion as beautiful as you. he said smoothly, looking into her eyes. Eye contact for Mentalists was Special. Once they had it, it was much easier to do everything. He blew away her prejudice, her judge,ent, her anger, blasting it away. You've always wanted to be wanted. he thought, So what happens when your worst enemy is the first to do so? Easy A reassessment of 'enemy'. She wouldn't suddeny fall in love, but her hostility would be partially extinguished. Perhaps... yes. Some revelry in being desired. Teasing, even. Drawing out the moment, the being-wanted.
Thread: The Twisted Realm, Our True Desires Manifested. (lord sessh x spaceandwitchcraft)

it was the year 2018, the school year was going well, as the students were in the lass class of the day. the teacher, a mr. makashima was teaching of the parallel world theory, or quantum bridge theory, as some compared it. this was the last day before spring break, how ever for many students this would be the last day in there own world, unaware of the wicked darkness these studies had begun to unleash upon the world. having them do homework, the teacher his students preparing ritual pieces for what was to come. unaware that the dark twisted realm which was parallel to them was real. this day would bring about the change of many, and the end of life for so many innocence. please intro your char, as we will have her, and some friends fall into the world, and she will be the survivor. kekeke
Thread: The Twisted Realm, Our True Desires Manifested. (lord sessh x spaceandwitchcraft)

Psst you should study actual Japanese names before throwing syllables like that bc that's kinda racist Alice was a hard-working college student. She did her homework always on time, sacrificing time spent with friends to ensure her grades were perfect. The parallel world theory class was no different. She was always prepared with the theory, even if a lot of the ideas seemed strange and she didn't really believe in any of it. Still, if it was in a textbook, she could study it, so that was what she did. Alice was 5'5, with black hair in a short bob and deep brown eyes. Her skin was freckled and pale, and during that final school day she was well-dressed in a fancy long summer dress, covered in vivid floral print, and cute little pink flats. As she finished the final in-class assignment, she wondered how the theory came to be in the first place. Surely, such things were not real.
Thread: The Twisted Realm, Our True Desires Manifested. (lord sessh x spaceandwitchcraft)

you referring to mr. makashima? that name was taken from an old manga i have. if you refer to something else please let me know. the day continued on, as Alice's turn soon came. she was to share her report with the class, as the other students went first. if she could hold out for a few more minutes, then Alice would find the bell going off. able to turn in the paper, and leave with the class being the only thing keeping her, and her few friends in this class from going out on the town to celebrate. so far each paper which had been reported shared some underline wording, something missed by the students, but the teacher himself smirked. as they were doing the ritual for him with out realizing it.
Thread: The Twisted Realm, Our True Desires Manifested. (lord sessh x spaceandwitchcraft)

rp, is done, could a gm please delete this one, thank you and sorry for the waste of space.
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RE Looking for great stories and hot scenesM x F mainly via IM Still looking.
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RE Looking for great stories and hot scenesM x F mainly via IM Looking for something this weekend. If anyone's interested send me a hello.
Thread: Bound By Blood (Yuna & Emperor_Nero's 1x1)

Nina Thompson The first thing Nina easily noticed in between her glances were Nero's eyes. Nowadays, vampires were so easy to spot. In fact, many didn't even hide their presence much anymore. It pissed her off as the act alone felt like an arrogant act of sorts. True, they did have reasons to be acting in such a way. But that didn't mean Nina liked it nor did she have to. An inward sigh echoed in her head as her pen rested against the notepad upon hearing Nero finally speak. His name, however, was one thing Nina did not know. She never took the time to learn them, only which people were still the rare humans and which were her true targets. He definitely fell under the latter. But she wouldn't make any foolish moves here. Besides, her gun was back in her own place. While Nina did have a bit of martial arts under her belt, she wouldn't try going toe-to-toe against a vampire. That was even stupider than trying to deal with one in a very public place. Well, Her head tilted upward this time as she began to honestly help give some good recommendations. She'd try to do her waitress duties for the time being and simultaneously play the civil card. Nothing else would get her anywhere and hell, at least he wasn't being one of the typically crude bastards she usually had to deal with. So she'd be nice. Wine, especially the red for a drink. Nachos tend to be really good as appetizers or a main course, whichever the customer prefers. A lot have been getting cheese quesadillas, enchiladas, and burritos sometimes a mix of all of the above. Mexican isn't very well known for their desserts but if you want, I can see what I can do in that department. The now twenty-year old woman went quiet, her pen angling once again so she could write down now that the obvious vampire had been given a reply. As curious as she was to wanting to ask why he was really here, she restrained herself. That simple act of questioning could easily separate her from the normal humans or those involved with the rebels. She was meant to be nothing more than a gorgeous waitress and she'd thus play that part out until she got dismissed from her work. Thankfully, that would be after he was done with his meals for the night. So she continued to remind herself of that very knowledge to avoid seeming too anxious to get out. Just a bit longer, just a bit longer ...
Thread: Bound By Blood (Yuna & Emperor_Nero's 1x1)

Nero leaned back in his chair slowly, eyes scraping over the slender, attractive body before him, not bothering to conceal the attraction he felt. A red wine then, the best in house. No nachos, just a chicken quesadilla. He decided. Before the girl could turn to go, he placed a hand on her arm, holding her by the table for a moment. Just a second, lovely. Being a waitress, I'm sure you hear all kinds of things... You haven't heard anything interesting lately. Information is well rewarded, you know. He muttered, his lips moving but not appearing to form the words he spoke. A counter to anyone who might lip-read him. He didn't truly expect the waitress to have anything of note or to be willing to say it. But if she had something, it might be worth his time. He removed his cold hand from her arm. And on a completely different note, you are extremely beautiful, and yet a free human. Interesting. It was strange. Typically, beautiful and sexy women would have been claimed, willing or not, by a vampire lord or lady. A free one indicated a strong will, or powerful friends. Either were interesting to Nero. He leaned back, away from her, straightening the all-black suit he wore. His chiseled, pale face cut a contrast with the fabric and made him more impressive, more strong within the lighting of the restaurant. A small smile curled at his lips. A smile that knew everything and would use it against you.
Thread: Bound By Blood (Yuna & Emperor_Nero's 1x1)

Nina Thompson Of course, sir. Nina replied. Her pen had finished writing the order down and slid back into her pocket as Nero's hand found her arm. To a normal human, it wouldn't be obvious. But Nero would definitely detect Nina had tensed up from the touch. It was simple enough to know how she typically reacted to it. In fact, if she were out of the restaurant, he would be meeting the much more aggressive side of her. But as it was, her obligations were keeping Nina much more tame than she wished to be. All the same, Nina forced herself to calm down and think on Nero's words. They definitely had several points to them. Moreover, she could reply with an honest and simultaneously false reply. But would it be wise? As fast and strong as vampires were, she hadn't heard of any that had the ability to read minds on those they hadn't bitten. So ... she should be safe at least that was what the logic and thoughts going through her mind said. Just a lot of restlessness, honestly. However, a few seem more so than usual. I haven't heard exact details nor a solution about it. But it is an out-of-place bit of information to hear given how people never used to be quite like this before. She gave a seemingly casual shrug of her shoulders, feeling proud and confident in her reply, before bowing her head to Nero. I'll be right back with the wine. And before anymore questions could be directed to her, Nina walked behind the doors and into the kitchen. Her heart had probably been racing when she'd spoken to Nero. If it wasn't, however, she could definitely feel it doing so now. After allowing herself to take a few deep breaths and get her pulse more normal, Nina pushed herself away from against the wall. First thing was first she set up the ticket so the cooks knew what to get Nero. A few steps of navigating herself around and soon Nina found the wine and a clean, empty glass. She'd purposely chosen one of the bottles that had been slightly chilled to better enhance the flavor of the alcohol. As Nina found a corkscrew, she placed it above the top and opened the bottle. A slight pop echoed through the room as she carefully placed the glass on a tray, next proceeding to pour the wine into the glass. She then placed the cork back into the bottle and tucked it firmly yet gently - to avoid breaking it - under her right arm. The tray went into her left hand as she carried herself and the two items out, soon arriving back beside Nero. Here you go, sir. Consider this on the restaurant. she replied, setting the tray down and placing the glass down in front of Nero first. The wine bottle soon followed as she placed it beside his glass. Do you need anything else before I have to leave for a while? Nina inquired.
Thread: Bound By Blood (Yuna & Emperor_Nero's 1x1)

He noticed her tensing, her increased heartrate, and knew something was up. She knew a lot more than she was telling him, and that wouldn't be allowed. But instead of nabbing her now... Perhaps she could be used. As he released her and she vanished in the back room, he pressed the black button concealed in one of his cuff links, activating the little microphone hidden in the collar of his shirt. There is a waitress here who knows something. Blue eyes. Red hair. Slender. He whispered quietly. Follow her with a team, find out what she's doing. He instructed, and then released the little button. There was no response, but he didn't need one to know that the deadly Reapers were moving into position to watch every exit of the place, ready to follow their mark. The advancements in technology since the takeover were huge. But only the government truly benefited from them, and the Reapers were a perfect example. Fully clad in black, skin-tight fabric which was durable and nearly bullet-proof though not always, they wore black helmets with a tinted visor, and were equipped with top of the line gear. The suits allowed them to be active day or night, protecting the sensitive vampire skin and eyes from bleeding dry in the sunlight. Sunlight would break down vampiric cells like sulfuric acid, and the results were just as disgusting. Additionally, all Reapers carried a assault rifle and a long-bladed knife, as well as grappling hooks, climbing gear, first aid kit, and their helmets had heat sensors equipped. They were the ultimate hunters. Then some Reapers specialized in Sniper work or in Stealth, adding a whole additional level of dangerousness to the group. Nero had never been failed by the Reapers. The special forces group had lost a total of five vampires since the takeover. The normal New Age Military had taken a lot more casualties and was less effective. Nina, as he gathered from her name tag, returned with the wine and food, and he gave her a small nod. Thank you. No, that will be all. You are dismissed. He said, a little smirk on his lips. He knew she wouldn't like being dismissed, and he wanted to see her react.
Thread: Bound By Blood (Yuna & Emperor_Nero's 1x1)

Nina Thompson In truth, it wasn't that Nero said she could leave which bothered her. Oh no. It was more like how he said it, as if ordering a maid away. That was what silently infuriated her. Nina definitely felt her temper begin to flare, threatening to reveal itself before she quickly calmed herself. Her head bowed as she smiled back to Nero. Of course, sir. Your food should be ready soon. Without another word, she turned on her heels and headed behind the doors once again. The second she knew she was out of sight and earshot, an annoyed scoff passed her lips as she continued to walk further on. Smug, arrogant, son-of-a-bitch ... she growled, locking herself in the bathroom. She didn't actually have to use it. But it was one of the quieter places she could hide away in. It was also one of the few places in the restaurant that was safe from security cameras. Thus, she could always pull her phone out and keep in touch with other members of the rebellion without worrying about being caught. As Nina turned her cell phone on, she saw at least two or three new text messages saying they had to try to meet tonight. A frown crossed her face as she shook her head no. Deft fingers hit the 'reply' button as she began quickly replying to each message, sending the same answer. It was short but sweet and - hopefully - would get her point across. Not tonight. Far too dangerous. I'll call tonight but no face-to-face meetings. Trust me on this. -Nina It had already dawned in Nina's mind that she probably should have just said no to whether she'd known anything or not. And the fact she had gone on and said a half-truth, half-lie instead may have been the wrong move to make. That being said, she knew that from here on out, Nina would have to be much more careful. As each reply got sent, Nina deleted all the messages on her phone, regardless of whether they had been in her sent box or inbox. Standing up, she turned her phone off and pocketed it away, heading to the sink as she then began to wash her hands. No sooner than she walked out of the bathroom did one of the other waitresses nearly bump into her. There you are! The order for your last table is ready. Good. Thank you, Maria. After giving her co-worker a polite smile, she headed towards the waiting tray, grasped it with her right hand and headed quickly but carefully to Nero's table. Your quesadillas, sir. I hope you enjoy everything. Deciding the check for him could wait, she excused herself, turning once again to leave. However, she purposely kept to a slow pace, just in case he asked for something else. That way, she'd at least be able to hear his words.
Thread: Bound By Blood (Yuna & Emperor_Nero's 1x1)

As he saw the waitress slip out of the kitchen door, Nero played a tone off of his phone, then acted as if he needed to answer it, placing it to his ear and playing a random voice track on low volume. He nodded his thanks to the girl and waved her away once more, speaking quietly, as if to keep his words from her, but just loud enough to not. No, we'll be done for this evening. Keep the normal patrols, but the investigations and ransoms searches can be paused for now. We aren't getting anything with them. But try to get me more cell phone surveillance in the area, we can gather plenty of intel quickly that way. His eyes remained on the table, but he watched Nina's body language and what bits of her expression he could see as she made he way across the restaurant. In truth, none of those things would happen, but she wouldn't notice. She would think her cell phone was being monitored, or she would tell herself that the random searches were no longer happening, but they would continue until the rebels hiding within this town were rooted out. He hung up the phone a minute or two after she had slipped away. Nero ate at a slow pace, watching people exit the restaurant before accepting his bill, and preparing to leave
Thread: Bound By Blood (Yuna & Emperor_Nero's 1x1)

Nina Thompson A slight frown crossed Nina's face. She didn't hear all of what Nero said. But the words 'patrols', 'investigations' and 'ransoms' had definitely gotten her attention. And she did indeed fear something had been done with her phone. But ... that couldn't be. Even if someone had hacked into it, she would have been alerted for one. Two, it would take much more than a few mere seconds to find the same messages she'd read and sent off. So ... no. Something was very wrong and off. And now, she was more anxious to be let off duty and head home. There were clearly some things she needed to deal with tonight. Not tomorrow, not the day after. Tonight. But ... how in the hell is everything happening so fast? She used peripheral vision to sneak back towards Nero for a few seconds. It almost felt too convenient that he had appeared tonight. She could have ignored everything, including his presence. But between all that had happened and reached her ears since she'd began waiting for him ... no. It just didn't feel like a mere coincidence. Nina couldn't prove or place how her logic was right. But she was almost certain her guess was somehow correct. Even still, you have about half an hour before you can do much about it. As the reminder raced through her mind, Nina disappeared once again from view. Instead of heading back into the bathroom, she went into a small lounge for staff members. She didn't have to do anything until about twenty or so minutes, around the time Nero should be done eating. Before then, however, she did some quick thinking. As much as she had wanted to keep her promise and get back in touch with her contacts, maybe she should keep a low profile tonight. Nodding to herself, Nina stood up with Nero's check in her hand. Walking out, she arrived yet again beside him and placed the sheet of paper upside-down on his table. Thank you for coming over tonight. I hope everything was good for you. She then began gathering the empty glass and plate and placing them all upon the tray. Once they entered the kitchen, she would be free to clock herself out and finally go home, something she was very much looking forward to. It had been a very, very long night.
Thread: Bound By Blood (Yuna & Emperor_Nero's 1x1)

It was just fine, thank you. Nero said with a smile, standing and paying the bill, dropping a tip to the table. His eyes raked down her body once more, taking in the beauty of her flesh before he went. He turned and slipped out the door of the restaurant, walking quickly down the street, turning a corner into an alley. Parked in the dark shadows of this alleyway, was a large black tour bus, with tinted windows and DCM stamped in white on the side. Nero walked up to the door, and tapped twice on the panel of glass. It slid open, and he stepped into the large vehicle, his attention going to the large screen on the back wall. On it were various trackers they had planted on several rebel targets. Nero snatched a headset from a nearby countertop, sliding it over his head an positioning the microphone in front of his mouth. All right! Team one, you tail the girl. Get me her home address and anyone who visits her and any place she goes. Stay on her. Team two, you'll take out Target 871 tonight. Use as stealthy of an approach as possible, preferably a sniper shot through a window. We don't want anyone hearing a fight in the middle of the night. If we take him out quietly, we can cover it up, say it was an accident or something. Team three, you'll continue surveillance of the next target. Learn her routines, her contacts, and, when she's not home, the layout of her house. She seems to have a bit of information- we'll search her house covertly tomorrow, and if there's anything interesting, we'll take her in for questioning. Teams four and five, you cover the bus and be on standby in case there's an alert in the city. I have a feeling our friends might be restless tonight. Nero ordered, his voice clean and clear and uninterrupted. Teams, confirm orders. Team one calling in, tailing the mark. Recording home location and contacts. Confirmed. Team two calling in, assassinating Target 871, quietly. Confirmed. Team three calling in, intel gather on newest target. Confirmed. Team four, defend and standby. Confirmed. Team five, defending and standing by. Confirmed. Nero nodded quietly as each team leader confirmed their orders. The pale, tall, muscular man paced to a black chair in the center of the bus, surrounded by screens. Four technicians worked away at computers facing outward, analyzing data and finding suspicious characters that might lead to a rebellious threat. Let our evening begin!