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Thread: Welcome To The Future, Mr. Relic. [IGW x TheUnknown]

Drake grit his teeth as she came for the umpteenth time and this made her anal walls grip him relentlessly. He actually had to slow his thrusts so that he didn't cum right then and there. Being stuck in an ice cube for as long as he did, having a panic attack then jumping straight into fucking wasn't really helping his strength recover. Still, that being said, it wasn't stopping him either. Right as she came down from her orgasmic high, he was right back at it. His hips never stopped and as a light sheet of sweat coated his skin his pants turned into more growling them open mouthed panting. The grip on her throat grew a bit stronger only allowing a restricted amount of air into her body to cool her systems and the hand on her clit never stopped moving. Enough so that his hand actually started cramping. A good five minutes of this went on before he felt her cumming again and that was what he'd been waiting for. She seemed to really let loose when cumming and didn't have the greatest control. So he took advantage of that. Pulling out of her ass he rolled her to her back, her wrists still tangled in the sheets above her as he straddled her chest, sitting just above her breasts. Reaching down he gripped her hair by the back of her head and lifted her head, forcing his cock all the way down her throat till her nose was pressed into his pelvis before releasing a deep guttural moan. Mary would be able to feel the thick vein on the underside of his cock as it pulsed and sent a torrent of semen down her throat. His grip flexed in her hair as he ground his hips into her face, growling out his orgasmic moan before holding his cock there till it stopped spilling his seed. Slowly pulling his hips back, he left a light trail of cum in her mouth as he pulled free and flopped onto his back. Laying spread eagle as his muscles burned from over using them and his chest heaved while trying to get air into his lungs. After a few moments he sat up and helped work her wrists free before pulling the android into his arms and stroked her shoulder as he caught his breath. Was that...your way of...welcoming me to the future? He asked between panted breaths.
Thread: Welcome To The Future, Mr. Relic. [IGW x TheUnknown]

'New eyes'. Really now? Thinking back to her saying that he'd made his own little comment of how his eyes didn't just pop out of his skull without massive amounts of pain following shortly after. The series of giggles she'd given him after let him know that she had some concept of sarcasm which was good to know. Over the course of his rehab, Drake had come to learn that humans in this time period were down right pathetic in terms of physical strength. Relying so heavily on their technology to a point that physical labor was reserved for those of a poor class. During his physical rehabilitation he'd stunned his doctors and the androids there by lifting three times what the normal weight was for someone of his age. To him however, that wasn't a compliment...it was an embarrassment. He was still weak from being frozen for so long so that wasn't even his full capability. Thus this made Drake spend a lot of time working out with any weights he could find and running at different altitudes to make sure his lungs could adapt to climate changes. More than once he'd started running with a human who was out for a run and ended up not only passing them but also lapping them. What the fuck?! It almost wasn't worth being an assassin anymore as no one had to physical oomph to stop him. When the time came for his eye surgery, he was a little nervous since he'd just gotten his strength back but was about to be stuck in bed for 12 hours. His chats with Mary over the weeks had been rather informative for both of them as they were both learning things. Learning about how he was stuck on a planet where humans thought their shit didn't stink was not a pleasant thought and just let him know that he had to get off of said planet as quickly as possible if he wanted to stay out of prison. Luckily he was a new member of the society and had a nifty little patch on his arm that told people what year he'd been frozen so they knew he was VERY new. Coming to after the surgery, Drake slowly opened his eyes and felt like he was looking through a computer screen. His eyes adjusted in distance, rendering what he was seeing then he turned his attention to a stunning woman beside him. The pink hair really let him know who it was as he sat up slowly and looked her over more carefully. Always a nice thing waking up to a beautiful woman at your side. Least back in my time it was. Though it'd help if you were naked. He said as he winked and rubbed his eyes tenderly. These eyes would be a little difficult to get used to but it was nice to be able to see so clearly. His eyes adjusted to the different light settings in the room compared to outside and he even had a zoom feature almost. Well this is some nifty shit. He said as he chuckled then looked at her as she seemed confused. What? Do I have drool on my face?
Thread: Welcome To The Future, Mr. Relic. [IGW x TheUnknown]

Drake blinked a few times as he sat up and looked around the room as she motioned with her hand, taking into account everything she'd told him. Brain functions, how his eyes would do anything he thought as long as he had the proper upgrades. He'd been looking into the Bounty Hunter profession so he'd gotten a few upgrades for his eyes that would help him with that particular field. Looking to the picture he thought the word zoom and soon he was looking at some very small details in the paint of the picture rather than the picture as a whole. This would take some getting used to. Zooming out a bit he managed to work at it for a bit, learning the different variables with the zoom feature. He also tested the infrared vision he had, night vision and rapid movement's which allowed him to view multiple areas in a short time span, almost like taking a bunch of snap shots and filing them in his brain. As he sat there he looked at Mary for a moment. I heard that most bounty hunters bring along a medic with them. Someone who can act as a healer to go on their travels with them since finding a hospital in the field isn't the easiest thing in the world to do. Think you'd be interested in tagging along with me? It's not something you need to answer right now. Just putting the offer on the table. He said as he smiled a bit and blinked his eyes a few times as he noticed his mechanical eyes were getting dried out a lot faster than his organic ones. Spending a few days off and on with Mary, learning how to properly use and maintain his eyes, Drake finally went to the Bounty Hunter's guild when he was released from the hospital. Getting to the guild was something that had taken a few wrong turns and stopping for directions. However when he got there he looked around for an attendant to help him. Finding an android behind a desk he walked up and handed her his registration card that the hospital had given him. My name is Drake Relic. Apparently assassination is really frowned upon here so I was told that a Bounty Hunter would be my best bet? As he looked around he heard the android gasp and when he looked down she had every single one of his previous kills on a holographic record. Well over 200 confirmed kills and most of them were high level assassinations. Apparently he was somewhat of a popular discussion in terms of freelance contractors. God he felt old. While it's an honor to meet you, we need to make sure you can handle yourself with some of the changes involved. Hand to hand combat, weapons and armor. Drake nodded as he looked around at a gathering of Hunters. So who should I face them?
Thread: Welcome To The Future, Mr. Relic. [IGW x TheUnknown]

As Drake watched the female stand he looked at her as she stood there, watching her with his new eyes which did an amazing job of pinpointing her flaws. Watching as she stood up he saw the slight angling of her head and the way her eyes weren't focusing on him per say. Moving to the right he was sure to step a bit harder than he normally would and watched as her head cocked in that direction. Smirking a bit he stayed quiet as she spoke and reached for two metal batons. Holding one in each hand. From what he could see, she didn't have the greatest eye sight, which meant she focused more on hearing and scent. Well there wasn't much he could do about his scent at the moment, but sound was another story. The crowd that had gathered were cheering them on, betting on who would loose and as he held the batons he knew that any good fighter could tone out the on lookers but for someone who relied on sound, that would be a frustration. Moving a bit more, this time quieter, he got about four feet away from her and reached out with the batons, smacking the two metal pipes together and letting the sharp ringing of the metal be the first thing that greeted her ears. He wanted to know just how sensitive her hearing was. Staying at a safe distance he slapped the pipes together then used the cover of that ear splitting sound to move around her so that he was now standing behind her. Waiting and watching.
Thread: Welcome To The Future, Mr. Relic. [IGW x TheUnknown]

Since Xa'rinya was more focusing on her hearing and sense of smell now she didn't bother with getting her hair out of her face. She tried to filter out Drake's movements from the noises from the betting crowds and the whooping of her fans, and then the whirring buzzing sounds from the cam-bots that were broadcasting their sparring session. But she wasn't a fool, she knew he picked up on her weakness as his footing weren't as quiet as before. Which was odd for someone of his experience. But she wouldn't be surprised if he was going to use that weakness in his favor. When he smacked those pipes together, she couldn't help but cover her ears from its sharpness but a huntress knows her prey. She figured he'd toy with her for a bit she she spun around and lashed out with a clawed hand. Then again and again. Heads ducked and fists collided as the two got serious in their battle. And she must admit that this was the first human that was able to keep up with her so far. But her pride reminded her that it was only because of how bright it was here. In the darkness would be a whole different story.
Thread: Welcome To The Future, Mr. Relic. [IGW x TheUnknown]

Drake looked at her as she swung out wildly and sighed a bit. So she was at a disadvantage from her eyes. He'd fought people like her before. Light sensitive. Not to this degree of course but he'd still done it. Tossing the pipes to the side he looked up at the crowd and hollered to Mary's friend. Hey, three things! One, tell those people to shut up! Two, turn the lights off, all of them. Three, get those little camera bots out of here. I want a fight, not a spectacle. He called out as he looked back at his opponent. It's not worth it if you're not at your full potential. Can't learn from those who are hindered. He said as he stepped back and got low to the ground. Watching her as his eyes adjusted to the loss of light. The camera's were still there but they'd stopped floating around which was nice. The people hadn't shut up either but she'd be able to see now as the room was plunged into darkness. Then Mary's friend seemed to kick it up a notch as the floor shifted and large pillars formed out of the floor. Giving them some things to use as cover as well as to climb. With his new eyes, Drake was able to see perfectly which was very nice, but he could also tell that the level of danger just went up drastically as his opponent could see as well. Now, Drake was in assassin mode. Moving like a ghost, being very careful with his footing as he was practically soundless along the floor. He'd removed his shoes so that his bare feet were much quieter than the heavy shoes he'd been wearing. He'd ditched the weapons too, which made this as even of a fight as he could. No weapons, just skill against skill.
Thread: Welcome To The Future, Mr. Relic. [IGW x TheUnknown]

Xa'rinya paused when he spoke but not to her. Her brows arched when he requested for the lights to be turned off. The human was more observant than she gave him credit for. She wondered if he had any of those artificial objects within his body. But it seems he had his pride and honor as well, preferring an honest fight instead of winning for the sake of winning. That's something she could definitely appreciate. Sybille Rousseau smiled and tried her best to fulfill his wishes, sadly there was nothing she could do with the rowdy crowd. But after tapping away on the interface again she dimmed the lights of the arena down to almost complete darkness. The audience wasn't too bothered by the dark, they were bounty hunters after all. Almost all of them had some form of aid to see in the dark night vision goggles, heat-signature readers in their helmets, their own personal helper-bots that provided night vision with a direct feed to the PDA's attached to their wrist guards. And those that didn't have those luxuries simply crowded around those that did. But Sybille also wanted to make things more interesting by altering the terrain of the arena as large metallic pillars of all shapes and sizes emerged from the floor. And the Cam-bots have been commanded to keep their distance and use their zoom features instead to keep broadcasting. Xa'rinya side stepped a bit when she felt the floor underneath rumbling, and soon a pillar rose from where she stood just a few seconds ago. She pushed her hair out of the way as her vision cleared, glancing around briefly she saw how many people had gathered and memorized the layout of the floor. She tied her hair together as she did before her eyes rested on Drake. Take your time to adjust... she said to him as she wasn't in a rush and would rather have him at his best. While Drake was adjusted Xa'rinya began to wander around leisurely the maze of pillars and disappeared from his view. She didn't have any weapons to begin with, having left them behind in her rented room. Xa'ra was waiting behind one of the pillars when Drake was slowly passing by. As soon as she saw her chance she grabbed him and slammed him against one of the pillars. Her fist coming down hard towards him.
Thread: Mixed Company ::|LadyKitsune and Haru|::

The world of business can be cutthroat, especially in the United States. Some people are just bred for it, and some aren't. Luckily, oft times those with a propensity for such things are in the same family. So it goes for the Hollstadt brothers. Victor and Roman , the Hollstadt's, run a very successful real estate venture. Or that is what they would have you believe. The truth is they work for the Trafficante family and are elbow deep in the Mafia. Regardless, they are still shrewd businessmen, as is evidenced by the fact that they are trusted men and yet are not made as they are not of Italian descent. The brothers are similar in many ways, but also quite different. Victor is the more polished of the two, with a masters degree in accounting and business management. Roman is the more free-spirited of the two, with a love for fast cars and motorcycles, and a mechanic that can drive or fix about anything. After working out at the gym, Roman is on his way to the brother's shared sprawling estate , his Ducati Monster weaving expertly through traffic, when something on the side of the road catches his eye. Finding a place to turn around, Roman heads back.
Thread: Mixed Company ::|LadyKitsune and Haru|::

The side of the road held a sleek little car , a piece of history that was definitely to be appreciated as much as the driver was. The driver, though, was not looking particularly happy. Her expession was full of frustration as she talked on her cell, obviously trying to get help. Being stuck on the side of the road in hot weather was not anything that Kamaria Moshimbe had wanted, much less expected. Nor was arguing with the roadside assistance service, who was not giving her assistance any time soon, it seemed. She finally hung up the phone, pissed, then got out of the car, moving to the side away from the road, so she could stretch. Dammit, was it too much to ask for an easy move? It hadn't been bad coming from Jamaica to here, but here seemed to want to keep kicking her in the ass. She sighed, grumbling a bit, glad her hair was up off her face and neck. Then she realized her drinks were in the cooler... behind her seat. Sighing, she checked to see there was currently no traffic, so she hustled back around, and instead of opening the door, she leaned over the top of it convertibles were so damn nice. Her skirt pulled up to about an inch or two below her ass, and she balanced on one foot, the other leg kicked up some, as she dug in and got her long, cold bottle of SmartWater. She unscrewed the cap and took a drink, closing her eyes in pleasure at the feel of the ice cold water sliding down her thoat.
Thread: Mixed Company ::|LadyKitsune and Haru|::

The Ducati circled back around and Stopped several yards back from the car. Now that he was closer he could confirm what it was a nice AC Cobra. Likely a 427. A damn nice ride, and from what he could see, the caramel skinned goddess that was bent over the side was a damn nice ride too. Her pert little ass was up in the air, barely covered by her skirt, and Roman smirked. Shutting off the bike he got off of it and walked toward the car, his six foot five inch frame approaching her and the car with an easy gait. Hey there! You looked like you could use some help! Any idea what's wrong with your car? Nice ride by the way. Is it a kit or an original? he asked. Kits, really good ones, were still a pretty penny, but an original could have cost her up to a cool million. My name's Roman. It's a pleasure to meet you, Ms...? he said, and smiled as he offered his hand.
Thread: Mixed Company ::|LadyKitsune and Haru|::

At the sound of his voice, Kam spun to see who was coming, lowering her water bottle and almost holding it as a weapon. Then, seeing the man standing before her, she almost dropped the bottle. Now, being from Jamaica, she'd seen gorgeous men who were born there and who visited there. But if this one had visited... she'd have found a place to hide him and chained him to her bed. She did so love tall, built men, and he was defnitely inches above her own five feet seven. Practically a foot taller. Damn. He'd have to pick her up to kiss her, most likely, she thought wickedly. Not like he'd be likely to do that any time soon. Yeah, needing it for sure. Getting it... they said it would take three hours to get out here, and not to mention how long it'll take them to fi whatever it is that went wrong. Which answers your first question I have no idea. It started choking on me, and it shouldn't be fluids, I just had them all changed and topped off. And it's a kit it was a grduation present. Damn, she was rattling on, wasn't she? Then he offered his hand, introducing himself as Roman. Still a bit wary, she gave him her hand and her name as well. Kamaria. You can call me Kam if you wish.
Thread: Mixed Company ::|LadyKitsune and Haru|::

The young lady turned around with a start and Roman could see why. He smiled. She was, quite truthfully, stunning. Being on the side of the road with a strange man surely made her a bit on edge. I'm sorry to have startled you. I just saw you and you looked like you needed some help. he told her, which really was honest. As she took his hand, he kept his dark eyes on hers and grasped it, his own hand dwarfing hers. Her skin was soft and Roman lifted her hand to his mouth, kissing the back of it. Such things were hardly done these days, but he felt like she deserved that bit of chivalry from him. He wanted to put her mind at ease. He let go of her hand and turned his attention to the car. Kit or not, it's a sexy beast. Mind if I take a look? he said, and poked his head under the hood. Unlike the cars of old, this one was PCM controlled with all the electronic goodies. One thing he noticed was a small puddle of fuel along one of the intake runners. Looks like you have a manifold leak, but if you said it choked out on you, I bet it might be your fuel pump. If you want, I can have you a tow here in fifteen minutes and get you to a good garage. he said, looking at the caramel skinned beauty.
Thread: Mixed Company ::|LadyKitsune and Haru|::

She groaned as he mentioned the two possible reasons the car conked out. With my luck, it'll be both. I'm trying to move from home, and well, some people weren't happy. I bet dollars to caviar someone didn't check the engine as well as he said, or did this deliberately. I tell Dad, and my brothers and cousins will give him a little visit. There was a bit of vindictiveness in her voice when she mentioned the 'visit'. Oh, Jerome was going to regret that shit with a passion. Especially since he Dad might well cancel the hotel's contract with that garage for the hotel cars' servicing. When he said he could have a tow there in fifteen minutes, she almost had her legs go out from underneath her. How can you do that when AAA can't? Never mind. If you can do it, I'll take it. How bad you think it'll hit the pocketbook? She had to husband her money carefully until she found a place to live, get a job while she looked for a place for her restaurant.
Thread: Mixed Company ::|LadyKitsune and Haru|::

Roman just smiled as she showed that vindictive streak, and he pulled out his phone and tapped a single button. Of course, he had all kinds of ties in the city, some legit, some not so legit, but he made sure that this car was going to a legit place and one that would give him a good deal. Hey Billy! It's Roman! Yeah, I got a car out here that's broke down on the interstate. A nice little Cobra kit. I need one of your boys out here pronto to pick it up. You got one on the beltway now? Twenty minutes? Ok man, you can't miss it. Thanks. The conversation was short and to the point, and Roman hung up the phone. Sorry about that Kam, I guess I lied. It's gonna be twenty minutes, but Billy's got a truck out here already, so he's on the way. Roman said. You said you're just moving here? What for? I assume you got a job, or are starting a business? he asked, genuinely curious.
Thread: Mixed Company ::|LadyKitsune and Haru|::

She stared as he took care of things with a single call. Damn! This Roman was the answer to a gal's prayers. If it wasn't for the fact that she'd just met him, she likely would have jumped him and kissed him for the help. So it was twenty minutes instead of fifteen. Beat the hell out of three hours! Hell, she was still considering the kiss. He was a very fine specimen of masculinity, and the kind she liked, after all. Kissing him would be... damn. I'm hoping to get a restaurant started I'm cordon bleu trained, and I was working in the restaurant at the hotel my Dad ran since I was barely a teenager. I love to cook especially if it's a long meal. I did a seven courser for my cousin's engagement party, and loved it. I really like balancing the meal and dessert. After all, getting to the dessert is the best thing.
Thread: Mixed Company ::|LadyKitsune and Haru|::

There was no denying the way she was looking at him, like she wanted to gobble him up, and Roman returned her looks with a smoldering one of his own. Those lips of hers would look even better wrapped around something else. Maybe if he played his cards right... Then she was speaking about what she wanted to do and Roman thought a moment. Do you have the means to start your own place? I mean, are you looking to be an executive chef someplace and work up the ladder? or did you scout locations, all ready to buy and get yourself set up? he asked, curious. Once she told him he spoke up again. Tell you what, I'll get your car towed, get it fixed, and in return you go out with me. Cook me a meal. What do you say, Kam? he asked.