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Thread: Stranger in the Rain (w/ Laa)

When he opened the door, her face lit up joyfully. Her instincts had led her right to him. She smiled at him cheerfully and waved one hand in greeting. Hiiiiiii BAM! She blinked, stunned. Her human had slammed the door right in front of her. For a moment, she waited. Was he coming back? Click. There was the sound of the door lock sliding neatly into place. It would seem that he was quite determined to keep her out. Her lips turned down into a frustrated pout. It seemed there was no other way. She gingerly propped the umbrella out of the way and leaned forward to examine the door. Hotel doors were well sealed for sound proofing, so it would be a tight fit. She spotted a place where the weather stripping at the top of the door had peeled back and grinned. Looking up and down the hall to see if anyone was coming, she dropped her guise. Once again, she was a clear blue, bouncy liquid in the form of a slender female human. Then, all at once, she melted. Her body sank down to the ground into a gooey wet mound of slime. Then, the puddle stretched up across the surface of the door and slid into the narrow gap between the door and the frame. Bit by bit she worked herself in, until she was a puddle on the inside of the door. When every drop of herself was in, she would reform and greet her human again.
Thread: Stranger in the Rain (w/ Laa)

Inhale... Exhale... Inhale. Exhale. Inhale, exhale. Inhale! Exhale! Due to the mere shock of seeing her again, he had begun breathing heavily. What was she doing here? How had she found him? Why was she following him? Questions stockpiled on top of eachother, as he stared at the wooden door in front of him. The most important one of them quickly took priority above the others What should he do? Get away from me! He shouted instinctively, as if by reflex. He was blissfully unaware of the fact that she was sliding through the slid under the door Though that didn't last long. Once about a third of the slime had gotten through, it caught his eye, and he jumped away from the slime. By now, he was seeing red, his mind blinded by panic. As he had retreated to the bed, he saw the slime reshape herself again in front of him. W-What are you?... As he had no idea what it was he was up against, he couldn't fight her He could only run. And by now, the only way to run would be the window. Quickly, he rushed over to the window, but then he paused before facing her once again, waiting for some kind of answer. Why are you after me?...
Thread: Stranger in the Rain (w/ Laa)

Get away? How could she do that? She had waited so long and come so far. Now he was in front of her, the one she needed most. Leaving was out of the question, and the slime shook her head, gelatinous locks bouncing as she did. Such questions her human asked! Questions the creature could not find the words to explain. Human speech had always been so slippery and strange to her, she had never been able to fully master it. He was cowering now, slinking towards his only escape. This would not do. She wished to hold him and comfort him. It was her desire to show she would bring him pleasure not pain. She took a few cautious steps forward, her translucent body shimmering in the dim hotel light. Smiling, she spread her arms wide as if to embrace him. See? I love you! her expression tried to declare, if only he could see. Closer she crept, her body shivering with the excitement it tried to contain. Would he try to flee? That could be a problem. She didn't want him to injure himself.
Thread: Stranger in the Rain (w/ Laa)

G-Get away from me! He shouted as he desperately tried to open the window However, it was locked. Why the hell would anyone lock the windows?! Without waiting for the slime to embrace him, he smashed the window open and leaped out as well as he could. Luckily, there wasn't a long way down from his window to the ground. To his dismay, the broken glass had spread all over the place, and as he landed, shoulder first, he dived right into a pile of sharp glass. He screamed in pain as small fractures of glass got stuck in his shoulder, blood running down his side. He wasn't accustomed to pain, so any pain felt far greater than it actually was. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck... He repeated as he lied there on the ground. Damn. He had to keep moving. He had to! Although in pain, he tried to get up on his legs once again. Could he make it in time?
Thread: Stranger in the Rain (w/ Laa)

The slime let out a little cry of surprise as her human dove for the window. It seemed he was more frightened than some. As he fell, she stretched herself and reached for him trying to stop him before impact. It was no use though. She whimpered as she stared down at him, lying on the ground, struggling to get up. It wasn't good for humans to be leaking like that, she knew. He couldn't pull the liquid back into his body. They were much more fragile than her kind. Tucking the umbrella under her arm, she jumped out the window and bounced down beside him. First, she assumed her more human guise, hoping to make him less nervous. Then, she approached him slowly, as one would a wounded animal, making soft soothing noises, hoping to calm him. He needed help, and she could help him. If only he would let her!
Thread: Stranger in the Rain (w/ Laa)

As she jumped down next to him, he couldn't help but panic. He wobbled up on his feet, the blood still running down the shoulder and the pain growing out of this world. He yelled and complained due to the pain, but he remained steadfast - or at least he remained steadfast for about three steps, before falling to the ground again. N-No! D-don't come close to me! I haven't done anything wrong! I'm sorry about the umbrella- I, I didn't mean to offend or, or- The pain scrambled through him again, and he yet out yet another scream. The strange noise she was making didn't help him either To him, it sounded more like ghastly noises from some kind of mysterious horror-movie.
Thread: Stranger in the Rain (w/ Laa)

When he fell, she winced. Such a silly human. Why did he have to run from her? Lightly she ran up to his frightened from on the ground. She tilted her head as she peered at him, as if she did not understand his words or actions. Then, stooping down, she reached out and caressed his cheek with her damp hand. Stopppp, she said, and leaned close to his face. He was hurting himself. He needed to stop and let the leaking of his body cease. She brought her face still closer to his and planted a sticky kiss on his lips. Some slimes use their saliva like liquid excretions to drug or enslave their humans but that was not the Nureonago way. Still, her fluid was ever so slightly narcotic and she hoped it would induce enough of a euphoria to relax him and ease his pain.
Thread: Stranger in the Rain (w/ Laa)

As the slime touched him, he froze, glaring up at the humanoid shape with panic all over his face. Was this it? Was he going to die? He didn't know what was going on, but he couldn't move. It was as if his nervous system had been overloaded from his previous terrors. She never had to ask him to stop, for he had already done so. As she leaned in closer to his face, he gave up, giving in to whatever fate might have in store for him. He didn't expect his fate to involve a kiss though. Wait, a kiss? Wha- W... Shocked, but in a less anxious manner, he let her saliva slide down without realizing, jumping away from her before the drug took effect. W-W-W-W-W-W-Why... Did you just kiss me?!... By now, his entire face was red, his facial expression showing a confused frown.
Thread: Stranger in the Rain (w/ Laa)

He seemed to have stopped struggling. This was a good thing. Whether by her command, or by his volition, she did not know. A gentle smile spread across her face. His surprise confused her. What had he thought she was going to do? Humans were such perplexing creatures. In response to his question, she let out a small giggle. It was a bubbly sound, strange but not unpleasant. She reached out a hand and stroked his head, smoothing the hair away from his face. Kisses were the least of the things she had planned for her human, but she had to get him someplace safe first. His wounds needed to be tended. Slowly, gently she tried to prop him up, lying in the middle of the street was no good. If she could, she would take him home.
Thread: Stranger in the Rain (w/ Laa)

He glared up at her, his teeth grinding together while his eyebrows furrowed with a tint of red, shaping a confused frown. Why didn't she answer his questions? Were she unable to? why did she just giggle? Why did she sound so friendly? The more he thought about it, the more questions began shaping up within his mind, and then, they all began to disappear. Wha-... He mumbled lowly, his face relaxing against his will, his eyelids bubbling forth and back, as if he was trying to resist the desire to sleep. Not only had he had a long day, he had also been physically injured, mentally stressed and now drugged. Soon after, there was little will left within him, and his head fell backwards, his entire body turning into a loose puppet without any muscular activity.
Thread: Stranger in the Rain (w/ Laa)

Well, that was a trifle more affective than the little slime had thought it would be. For a minute she stared down at her human with a confused smile on her face. Then he shoulders slumped as disappointment washed over her. He was asleep. How was she supposed to get him home now? He was too big for her to carry. She could drag him, of course, but that seemed dangerous... and dirty. The nureonago hated dirt. For a moment she stared at him, perplexed. Then, suddenly she wandered off. It wasn't something she liked doing, but she knew where she could find some help. ----- When next Jerry awoke, he would find himself safely tucked into his bed. His wounds would be dressed, his clothes removed except for his underwear, and the room dark. The soft patter of rain from the remaining storm could be heard outside. If not for his bandages, he might think it had all been a dream.
Thread: Stranger in the Rain (w/ Laa)

Ahragnmblrrrrr... He made some low weird noises, as if lowly complaining about his complete lack of energy. It wasn't due to the narcotic saliva, more than it was due to some physical exhaustion. His muscles felt stiff, and the wound beneath his bandage didn't feel like it had healed just yet... Wait... Bandage? When... What? Slowly, he raised himself from the bed, glancing all over his room. His very own room. How he got here? No clue. He took his unharmed hand and placed it up by his forehead, his mind still somewhat groggy because he had been sleeping a bit too comfortably. Coffee... I should get some coffee... And some breakfast...
Thread: Stranger in the Rain (w/ Laa)

When he went to the kitchen, he would find there was a pot of fresh coffree already made. On the counter, was warm buttered toast with jam on a plate waiting for him, covered to keep it from getting cold. The only other thing suspicious about the kitchen, was that it was unusually clean. The sink was also stoppered and full of a thick blue liquid. ----- The nureonago was as exhausted as Jerry. In order to get him home, she'd enlisted the help of some wild slimes to help carry him. They were less civil and more pushy than she and it had taken all her strength and quite a bit of bargaining to keep them from raping him in the middle of the street. As it was, she now owed them an offering of a male or two in return for their service, a debt she would have to pay soon. Once she'd gotten him into bed, she'd had to tend his wounds. They weren't as bad as she had feared, or she would not have been able to treat them herself. Once finished, she had peered down at him affectionately. It had taken all her will power not to taste a bit of what was hidden beneath his underwear, for she was fairly starving, but she refrained. The nureonago believed in taking care of their humans and this one needed his rest. So, she had folded and put away his clothes for cleaning later and wandered around trying to find a place to rest. It was the wee hours by then, and she knew he'd need nourishment when he awoke. After tidying the kitchen which was in apalling shape by her standards she had prepared him a quick meal before collapsing into the most convenient place for her- the sink.
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Thread: Den of Thieves (Candira and VitaObscura)

Three years ago everything was so simple. Everything was more hopeful and everything made more sense. What went wrong? It was a question that still haunted Lucy to this day. The memories of that fateful day were so clear to her that it seemed the answer must have been there. Yet each time she looked back, the situation became more and more inexplicable. Everything had gone wrong. Shed lost her partner, her bounty, her career, and, very nearly, her life. What she couldnt piece together was why it had happened. More than anything, that very question clawed at her. A burning need to know propelled her onto her current path. She would get her answers, and once she had them, she would return the favor. Nothing gave Lucy more satisfaction than the notion of finally being avenged. The mixture of outrage and bitter betrayal sat heavily in her gut for three years, making it impossible to sleep without having nightmares or recurring dreams about the job gone wrong. His face and reassurances haunted her nearly as much as his lies and his actions. A man she had once loved had become her very worst enemy. Her goal was to find the son of a bitch who had ruined her life and make him pay dearly. Vengeance was never far from her mind these days, and given what had happened, it wasnt difficult to understand why. Three years ago, Lucy Niles was a thief setting out to do the impossible. She was going to steal from the greatest collector of all timethe Grey Fox. She had been partners with a man she trusted and damn near loved. Shed had reddish brown hair back then, and shed been softer and more vivacious. The hopeful woman shed been had never seen any trouble coming. In fact, shed been excited about the job. Those days had been some of the happiest of her life. She was planning the heist of the century, doing what she did best. She was with a handsome and talented man, and she was making progress in that relationship. Really--she was in the peak of her young life. At 24, she was optimistic, confident, and compassionate. But that seemed like such a long time ago now.
Thread: Den of Thieves (Candira and VitaObscura)

Paolo Alphonso Rhodes was a man on fire, his passion bled through to every endeavor and pursuit whatever sat within range would be changed by his very hands if he felt the desire to do so. Though there were things that he desired, answers to the most worthy of questions, which ironically were never meant to be answered regardless of his very efforts to do so. Definitive answers to the very question would rob him of his freedom. The very freedom that gave him the ability to choose what was worthy and what was not, acting upon his instincts and faith, of changing his beliefs in the endeavors that presented themselves and ultimately being responsible for the choices he made. It made sense then, of seeing the condition that would sustain infinite potential that would drive him forward, always becoming, ever evolving, never complete. He missed her. Look, I really don't care. The blasted report of the Sig Sauer P220 would cast the room into venerable silence as Paolo removed an ear plug, Next time that's going into your daughter. He'd press the scalding barrel against the man's chest, the threat of violence was very real, Sign the paper, leave the country, live well and die old. Confrontational meetings of this sort were usually beneath him, but this one had once been a worthy rival. Hours later. . . Make sure these holdings are secured. Paolo would say to a trusted friend, Once acquired we'll be able to make our final move. He would disconnect the line after that. The Sig Sauer was in pieces upon his desk, rendered into its components and resting upon a heavily used and stained cloth. In a moment he'd lose himself within the soothing tedium of cleaning his firearm, for now the other thoughts would die beneath the white noise of concentration.
Thread: Den of Thieves (Candira and VitaObscura)

Lucy often woke up in the middle of the night. It was always the same dream that did it--the memory of the night it all happened. Even after hours of physical training and research into new techniques she could use to both rob and kill her ex-partner, Lucy was dragged into dreamland and forced to suffer through everything all over again. Ironically, the thing that hurt her the most was remembering Paolo and how close she was to her. The one person she hated most in the entire world--someone she literally wanted to kill--was the one person she used to imagine going to whenever she was lonely. Now thoughts of him made her sick. She and Paolo had met years ago and started a little flirting. They often hit the same areas and ran into each other, trying, and sometimes succeeding, to steal from each other as they went away. Paolo had been the one who suggested joining forces first, but it had always been a possibility in Lucy's mind. Still, she had resisted in the beginning. Eventually, his charismatic and passionate personality drew her in. Of course, it didn't hurt to know that he was every bit as skilled as she was, though they both had their specialties. He was handsome and smooth, and so damn appealing. She'd nearly fallen in love. In fact, she was almost certain she had been until that fateful night when it all went wrong.
Thread: Den of Thieves (Candira and VitaObscura)

As with most things these days, the repetitive nature of cleaning a firearm allowed Paolo to concentrate upon other things, the lizard brain, the primitive instinctual side would go through the motions as thoughts lingered back to that fateful evening. Grey Fox, a mutually agreed target who needed a few of his belongings liberated and fenced to fund other projects that the two of them were keen on following through on had been a topic of conversation between Paolo and Lucy for months, in the beginning it had started as an innocent tease at the local diner they often found themselves at after a gig. In time they started to actualize the idea of fencing from this mythical being where rumors told of how the Grey Fox could walk through walls and disappear at a moments distraction, if anything the rumors only made him a far more enticing target then anyone else. They were at the diner, sitting across from each other. Lucy often teased him for all the food he would order, saying that a thief wouldn't be able to move about with such a full stomach. In true fashion Paolo had ordered more and he gave the waitress a charming smile as she dropped off another slice of Apple Cinnamon pie with two scoops of vanilla ice cream, So. . . He said with an unapologetic grin, We're doing this tomorrow night, everything has been planned and paid for.
Thread: Den of Thieves (Candira and VitaObscura)

As she waited to go on another job, the young thief thought back to the night before. They had been having dinner at a quaint little Americana diner, and, true to his habits, Paolo had ordered a ton of food. It always amazed her that he could eat so much and never gain weight. She knew it had something to do with his metabolism and a love for food in general, but if she'd been a more cynical woman, she probably wouldn't have trusted a man who couldn't put on pounds eating the way he did--it just wasn't natural. In fact, that habit often prompted the former redhead to tease him about it. When he brought up the Grey Fox, Lucy nodded and leaned back into the comfy and worn booth of the little diner. I think we're finally ready to do it. I can't believe that we have everything together. If we can pull this off, we'll be the best there ever was. She was excited. They could get more jobs, working and doing what they loved, making enough money to do whatever they liked.