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Thread: Restoring her home (Wolvenrogue and Blair)

Hannah watched him carefully, her eyes widening when he informed her that he had rented a room for her. She shook her head in disbelief, taking the key and going straight to the shower like he suggested. Sighing into the hot water, she soaped up her small body thoroughly, then washed her long golden hair. She took her time in the shower, not wanting to spoil the hot water that she had been deprived of for month. When she walked out, she looked like a new girl, her hair glistening and her skin soft and clear. Slipping on an off the shoulder sweater and a pair of jeans on, she brushed her teeth and dried her hair with the motel hair dryer. Slipping on a pair of socks, she walked inside his attatched room with a hesitant look on her face. Why are you being so nice? she asked, her voice soft as she leaned against the door way. You don't know me... I could be a conartist. Just to further explain her outfit and everything
Thread: Restoring her home (Wolvenrogue and Blair)

I'll take my chances, he said, you look a lot more comfortable now. You wanted a job didnt you? The house is going to need lot of cleaning. Are you up for that? I made arrangements for you get your meals as aoften as you want at the buffet a block down. and were a block from the house. I'll have to go back to Chicago in few days , but you can work on cleanning while I'm gone. I'll leave you the key. But in the mean time you can stay here.
Thread: Restoring her home (Wolvenrogue and Blair)

Hannah bit her lip and went to sit down beside him on the little motel couch. She pulled her knees up to her chest and rest her chin on top of them, studying him... She was not sure what his intentions are, but she couldn't afford to turn them down. Letting a smile spread across her features, she gave him an appreciateive look. I'm Hannah, she whispered, knowing that she never gave him her name. And I... Thank you so much... No one has been this nice to me. Ever. No even my father when he was around. She shivered at the mention of her father, turner her eyes away from him. But I'd love to help you clean and stuff if that means food and a place to stay... But won't your, uh, wife get mad or something? Girlfriend?
Thread: Restoring her home (Wolvenrogue and Blair)

Robert laughed, well she might .... If i had one he said But since I don't thats not an issue. My name is Robert, but you can just call me Bob. Sounds like we have a deal. In the morning we'll go back over to Walmart and get you some cleaning supplies. For now though want to watch a movie?
Thread: Restoring her home (Wolvenrogue and Blair)

Hannah smirked and eased into a comfortable position on the couch beside him, nodding and looking at the television with the utmost appreciation. She had not seen a television in what felt like years. I'd love to, she admitted, smiling and holding a pillow in her lap. It was nice to be in clean clothes, heat, and a safe place. It nearly made her want to cry she was so happy. Soon, she was nodding off. Laying across the couch, she fell into his lap, her head resting on his knee half way through the moving. She looked peaceful, receiving the best sleep she's had in months, and she was curled up beside him like a kitten he had just adopted. The movie played, the light bouncing off her face, and she was unaware how close she had gotten to him in her sleep. Normally, she wasn't so trusting with men, but she was also severely desperate. Not to mention, the kindness in his eyes looked so genuine.
Thread: Restoring her home (Wolvenrogue and Blair)

Bob pulled her up onto his thigh were she would be more comfortable and rested his arm along her side, his hand on her hip. The girl was gorgeous, but she was less than half his age, and was vulnerable. She didn't even begin to wake when he moved her but instead cuddled up even tighter. She looked so peaceful sleeping in his lap, Bob loved good it made her feel. Here was a sweet innocent girl, who had learned the hard way to be tough. When the movie ended, he slipped carefully out from under her and went into her room and turned down the bed. He went back and picked her up and layed her on the bed and slipped off her shoes and tcked her in under the covers. He went back to his room and took a shower, qnd then went to bed dressed in only his boxers. He left the door open between the rooms.
Thread: Restoring her home (Wolvenrogue and Blair)

Hannah slept until the wee hours of the morning, the sunlight waking her up easily. She was a light sleeper these days, especially when safety was never there long enough for her to get decent rest... Rousing awake, she sat up and looked through the open door. She saw Robert sleeping the bed in the other room, looking peaceful, and it made her smile. He was so nice... So Genuine. He could have easily taken advantage of her, but didn't. In fact, watching him for a moment, she found herself attracted to him, wanting to crawl into the other bed beside him. Standing up, she walked over and brushed her teeh and hair, then washed her face straightened out her clothes. She looked nice, surpisingly, thanks to the new clothes. Slipping into his room, she leaned against the door way and smiled. Hey, Bob? she asked, taking in his shirtless form. He was fit, looking quite youthful yet so mature. It took her a moment to tear eyes from his form, blushing slightly. Suddenly, she feared that he would forget about taking her in, wake up and order her to leave.
Thread: Restoring her home (Wolvenrogue and Blair)

Bob woke to Hannah's sweet voice and looked up at her and smiled. Your up early, he said rubbing his eyes. I think I'm going to lay here a bit, he said. He loved how the off the shoulder sweater looked on her. you can turn on the TV if you want he said. come sit with me here and we'll go to breakfast in about an hour ok? He patted the bed next to him. Remind me to get you some PJs when we go to Walmart, then you wont have to sleep in your clothes.
Thread: Restoring her home (Wolvenrogue and Blair)

Hannah smiled, relieved that he seemed to not have changed his mind over night, and walked over to his bed. Sliding in beside him, she sat just a few mere inches away, leaning back on to the head board. Looking over at him, she sighed. I was worried you would have changed your mind, she admitted, And I'm sorry... I'm used to waking up before dawn. A smirk grew on her lips as she turned the channel to the news, watchin it carefully. She always loved the news, for some reason, and it was nice to be able to watch it again. Her father used to refuse to let her watch tv or read the news paper, saying women shouldn't know about such things.
Thread: Restoring her home (Wolvenrogue and Blair)

Bob had thrown the covers off and he layed on his side watching the news as he lounged on the bed with his head on the pillow. His bare muscular chest and six pack abs exposed to her view, and in easy reach. He watched the news with her and layed there relaxing.
Thread: Restoring her home (Wolvenrogue and Blair)

Hannah looked down and her eyes caught his exposed body. His muscled torso rendered her unable to tear her eyes away from him, biting her lips with want. Her cheeks turned a faint shade of pink as she leaned back on the pillows as well, the news practically mute in her mind. So where are you from? she asked casually, Obviously not from here if you bought that house... Arching her eyebrow, she forced her vision north to look in his eyes, and she gave him a soft smile.
Thread: Restoring her home (Wolvenrogue and Blair)

Chicago, he said on the north shore. That house has a lot of charm and potential, he said, not to mention history, and the price was right. I collect houses. I started when the market tanked. It's a bit of an expensive hobby, but how is the time to be buying, if you have money , that is. he looked across her body as she lay against the pillows, enjoying the silhouette of her breasts in the thin tank top she was wearing. Her nipples stood out nicely on top of her well rounded breasts. He cuddled up to her slipping his arm behind the small of her back and wrapping it around her waist . he liked the warmth of her soft body against his firmer one. He buried his nose in her hair, liking the clean smell of shampoo now that she had cleaned herself up.
Thread: Turnabout Out of Court

We all know Ace Attorney in court, during cases our comedic lawyer, the kind, pretty assisstant, the prosecutor dead-set on taking you down... But have you ever wondered how things are outside of court, outside the cases, and all that? Is there romance? Is there sex? Is there homosexuality? Today, you get the chance to determine this yourself. Formquote Name - Age - Personality - Romantic Interests if any - Knows which protagonists - Click to expand... Post all wanted characters here! Name - Trucy Wright Age - 16 Personality - kind, innocent, and bubbly. Loves magic, and befriends just about anyone with her kindness and cuteness. Romantic Interests if any - Has a little crush on Polly and Auntie Pearly. Knows which protagonists - Phoenix Wright, Apollo Justice, Miles Edgeworth
Thread: Male seeking Female - Futa Plots and Dom/Sub Plots

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Thread: A Reluctant Pact (RetroXBlueLurker)

Laerthea Rolonae was not one to ask for help. As the daughter of the providence's governor she was a proud woman. Rarely did she take advice from anyone other than her mother. She certainly did not go out of her way to admit that she was in need of anything, preferring to grit and bear whatever may come to her. She had been told it was an ugly trait for a being such as her, as if being part elven meant she was somehow above her father's human heritage. For Laerthea to be hiding close to the city's largest fountain, waiting to hear from the man that answered her plead for assistance meant that she was in dire straights. In silence she looked out from behind a tree, the hood of her crimson cape up to hide her face. In those few days things had been hectic for her people. A spell had enveloped the area that the providence covered one that made the people forget who was in control. They forgot about her mother and treated Laerthea like a stranger. Which was good because, at that moment, she as a criminal. Or would be by morning. Not only had the bastard, Firk, manipulated the innocent people through magic but had given her 'a three day head start', implying that she was to be hunted down like some wild animal. That evening was her last evening before she was tracked down and the last evening she had to get any help for her quest. A delicate hand gripped the tree of the bark and she looked out. Where was this man? Certainly he would have been there by that time? The moon was high and illuminated the square where the fountain sat. She then pulled down her hood to see if she could get a better look. Golden curls and waves tumbled out but it was clear that a good majority of her hair was tucked within the cape yet. Pale violet eyes looked out and, instead of having pupils, they were defined in the middle by a darker, more vibrant shade of purple. She chewed on her naturally strawberry colored lips. Damn it, she hissed out.
Thread: A Reluctant Pact (RetroXBlueLurker)

His eyes took in the fountain as he approached it, one hand upon a blade at his waist. It wouldn't be the first time he'd been set up- or the last, if he had anything to say about it. Not that he wouldn't be set up, he mentally reminded himself- but that he wouldn't let it happen again. He removed his helmet and tried to tame the wild mass of brown hair that seemed to do its own thing when not confined under the helmet. Eyes, also brown, scanned the area, not finding anyone... or at least, nobody he could see. Of course, it also didn't bode well that he was a bit late, too... he'd quickly look in the fountain to check out his reflection, and adjusted his equipment to make himself look just a little bit more heroic. Even if the splash of water and rinsing didn't get the smell of ale off his armor, or the smell of lilacs off his neck, that is. True, he hadn't meant to linger that long, but bar girls were wily creatures, experienced at extracting every last bit of coin they could from people like him. Granted, he might even still be at the Blushing Lilac had it not been for the terrible bard they'd had. He personally hadn't minded, but when the overly pickled gentleman in the rusty armor had taken offense, he'd managed to overestimate the arc needed to hit said bard with a pint of the cheap stuff, and had splattered Kieran with the worst swill the place offered. Thankfully, it had also given him an out- he didn't even have the money to pay for half of what he'd had, and at least this time, he wasn't drinking and dashing, the city guard hot on his heels. The last few towns he'd passed through hadn't really had guards worth anything, and he'd left a trail of debts up and down the nearby roads and trails. It was almost time for him to skip town again, he thought. He'd been catching the eye of the local barkeeps, and he figured that perhaps after convincing the bar girl for a roll, it would be time to leave town under the purpose of a job. He'd look around, taking a seat on the fountain's rim. At the very least, either he'd get a bit of exercise tonight, or he'd find a way out of town. He sighed. Come on... where are you, my little contact? I swear, if this is just Jonas screwing around with me again, I'm going to hold his head under the water until he sprouts a brain... He looked a little younger than she might have expected- it was obvious he'd not seen three decades, even if the bow slung across his back could be as old or maybe even older than he was.
Thread: A Reluctant Pact (RetroXBlueLurker)

A smile crossed her features as he came up to the fountain. That must have been the one she was looking for. Who else would come by that part of town at that time of night? The taverns were still opened and whoever wasn't at home with the children was out drinking. The working masses used alcohol as a bandage for many things. You're quite a bit younger than I expected, she said as she stepped out of shadows that hid her. Although she was considerably old in human years she appeared in her early twenties. Her face was smooth and without blemish. The elven and human features blended well together and, with her massive amounts of golden waves, she looked almost angelic in nature. Then again I am not sure if you are the one I am looking for. Laerthea paused a moment to examine him closely. He certainly didn't look as if he would be of any help to her. By the armor he wore she was almost certain that he didn't wield any magic and, as a warrior, he looked completely fresh faced. Well, if he was her quandary, she just had to bare with him. No one else would assist her and she did need the help. I am Laerthea Rolonae.
Thread: A Reluctant Pact (RetroXBlueLurker)

Well, looks like I owe him an apology. You can call me Kieran, Kieran Mathis. To be honest... I didn't think the note was actually real... but it's nice to meet you. His voice trailed off as he gave her a once-over, and then a twice-over. Hm. Maybe the trip out of town wouldn't be so bad. ...very nice. he said with a grin that wouldn't be hard to interpret. He adjusted his equipment and looked her over, an amused expression replacing the grin. So- you must be serious about looking for help. You contacted me, and it's not like I get a lot of people who actually WANT my help... not that there's a lot who don't, but... anyways... first things first... what's the payment? You don't look like you have much cash on you, but there are... other forms of payment I can take... he said, good sense being overwhelmed for the moment. Make me an offer, we'll get underway. Better be a good one, though... He was hoping she couldn't tell he was bluffing. She needed the help as much as he needed to get out of town. If she bucked, well, he'd back down- maybe. But it didn't seem to hurt to see just how far he could push his luck. Besides... looking her over once again, the 'other form of payment' might even be preferable. The sooner you make up your mind, the sooner we can get going, right? he said, taking a seat on the fountain again and making a show of rinsing his face with the water. Though it looked like he was still pretty green, there were a number of small nicks upon his face, that could have come from anywhere. The second was that there might be something hiding behind those happy eyes and lips that seemed to reflexively curl up into a smile even when it wasn't warranted. Or we could keep standing here staring into each other's eyes. I kind of like the view, myself. he joked, trying to ease the tension.
Thread: A Reluctant Pact (RetroXBlueLurker)

The type not to have coin indeed! Had he been so captivated by her looks that he did not notice the quality of her cloak? Did his discerning eye not make out the silk and velvet robes beneath that were the same golden color as her hair? Visibly she blistered at that comment, taking a defensive stance by crossing her arms over her chest shrewdly. I've got plenty of money... just not right now. she explained. Well, she did have a good amount of gold in the pouch that she hastily tied around the sash on her waist. What I have on me should cover our travelling expenses for awhile but your true prize comes after we are able to dispel whatever magic has been wrought by Lord Firk. She took another few steps towards him, holding back the urge to strike him across the face with a well aimed slap. How dare he lead to that sort of thing? She was of noble blood. The thought of lowering herself to the position of a slattern was repulsive. Instead she was able to turn that anger towards the goal at hand. I may not look like much but my family is quite powerful around here though nobody remembers. That is partially why I am offering this quest for you. We'll be out of the area for a few months at least and I can not guarantee your safety throughout this entire mission.
Thread: A Reluctant Pact (RetroXBlueLurker)

So... you're powerful... and so is your family... but yet nobody knows who you are. Okay. Sure. We'll go with that. He shook his head, smile still upon his face. The last time someone had said something like that. they'd had most of a flask of 'Old Stump Rotter' in them, and apparently also thought they could fly- which ended amusingly enough as they fell into a passing baker's cart full of freshly-ground flour. Fine. I get my pay at the end of the week- one way or another- with an advance tonight- or you can go off on your merry little way all alone. I'll even be a nice guy and not say a word that I saw you. But hey- you're the one who's desperate, not me... right? Kieran let another easy grin cover his features, even if he was making ready to leave. It was a given he was hiring on with her, that much was certain. She interested him in more ways than one, and that- unless you were a busty bar girl with a jug of his favorite- was hard to do. Besides, all she was was a ticket out of town... right? But part of him just seemed to enjoy seeing how far he could push her. That was the thing- she was amazingly beautiful, but- at least to him- she was one of those women that could still look beautiful, even when angry or irritated. Especially when irritated. And he wasn't one to leave a boundary unexplored, no way no how. Like I said, either agree to the terms or find your own way. You still have a good bit before sunrise, we could be out of here and well clear of the city before that happens. All I want is what's due me. But it seems like all your money's meant for traveling expenses, yes? That young face looked up at the stars. We could simply sleep out in the wild and save money that way. Invest in one tent and one blanket, and we have enough money to keep me happy for a bit of time. We'd even have a good time, I would bet. What do you say?
Thread: A Reluctant Pact (RetroXBlueLurker)

The urge came to toss a fireball at his hair and watch it all burn off with glee. Her eyebrow rose and she tapped her foot against the cobblestone surrounding the fountain. This man was going to make it quite difficult for her. Of course he wouldn't remember her family's name but, for the love of the gods, she did not need to be treated like some nutter fresh from the farm. At the end of the week? she asked. This journey could take months. That was in the note you were shown, was it not? I asked for that to be put in that note. An annoyed grunt escaped her lips and she gritted her teeth. Not only did he want a weekly pay, he wanted gold up front as an incentive. Her pride wanted her to back off and do the whole thing on her own but she knew better. Instead she reached for the bag about her waist and shoved it at him. There. Take the whole damned thing. she snarled. I would rather sleep on the ground without any covering than share a blanket and a tent with the likes of you anyhow but I do need the help in getting this done. That bag is all I have for this journey though and I can't promise a weekly pay. Unless they made habit of doing side quests for people or exploring caves or fighting monsters that had a high chance of having loads of valuables on them. Her nose turned upwards. Not the type of pay you seem to be inclined for me to give anyway.
Thread: A Reluctant Pact (RetroXBlueLurker)

The look of caution in her eyes was paramount as he offered the bag back to her. Carefully she snatched it back, half expecting him to reach out and grab her wrist to pull her in towards him. This was not how she thought this interaction would go. She assumed that he would either do it or tell her to promptly fuck off. Instead he played a game with her and, when she became upset with it, he instantly backed off and agreed to assist her. Her cheeks were red from the rush of emotion and the slight chill to the air. For all of his speech she remained quiet and listened to what he was saying. He was right about one thing. She had no qualms about sending lightning right through him or setting any parts of his body on fire. At least, she was sure, that he would keep his hands to himself. His suggestions about changing her appearance visibly sent fire through her. Cut and color her hair! Indeed! Why would she want to do that? All of the dyes made elven hair look like mud and her locks were glorious unlike any other hair within the providence. Smear herself with dirt and dust. While she only had a small issue with pawning off her glorious robes for something more common, she would not roll around in filth. Travelling alone would cover her in dirt. I do not mind trading my robes for something much more effective in battle and common on the road but I am not going to ruin my hair. There are plenty of blond elves running around and... I would rather not cover myself in filth and mire. My skin is another glorious thing and I shan't abuse it more than what I need to. Perhaps she was being a little childish about her physical appearance but she did not care. When they had difficulties with her looks, then she'd make about changing them drastically. What was the point of living if one could not be beautiful? The halfbreed was vain and spoiled. When she motioned, she began to walk with him towards a place she could be properly outfitted. I don't mind changing my name a little. That I completely understand. Thea was something mother always used to call me when I was a child. No one else knows me by that name so it could be effective or do you think that is too close to Laerthea? The chatter went on like that until they reached a supplier. Do you think they'll be open this late at night?