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Thread: The Vagabonds [Dreamstreet + InkedUp]

They weren't as terrifying as might be believed. Sure, all stories had truth and it wasn't like she was feared without reason. Rather, Shoshanna found that the name grew beyond themselves. Sometimes this was good as the reputation inspired fear enough that even those who might be able to hold their own would stand down and forfeit rather than even try. Yet, still, others would rise to a challenge and they'd be in for quite the fight. Oh, no, my dear pretty boy. She cooed, teasing as her fingers tapped on the bars of his prison. Her gaze roved around him thoughtfully. We are keeping you, at least for a little while. I'm sure we could find a few good people to buy you, but really... that's not why we kept you alive. If he was to be sold, he would have been in a different prison down below this one - or, perhaps, would have already been carted off like some of his fellows had already been. As she said - this had been a good haul. He was just something that... well, most of their crew could agree that it was safe to indulge in him. Instead, I'm hoping to offer you a... temporary position among our crew based on your performance. You perform to our desires and you get a cut like any of the others. You don't and... well, we'll figure that out if we get there. To be honest, she had long learned to avoid saying her plans. Sure, at first it was good to threaten - but now with all the stories about the Vagabond and their reputation floating around, she found it best to simply leave it to their minds alone to come up with whatever sick, twisted little result they'd fear most. Imaginations were grand, weren't they? But something tells me that you'd enjoy what job we want to give you - if you agree to these terms already. She didn't ever mention what would happen if he denied this offer, but she supposed he could make up his own consequences easily enough. After all, her offer was transparent. It was clear he didn't have much of a choice, though he knew not what he was agreeing to do.
Thread: The Vagabonds [Dreamstreet + InkedUp]

At first, Nick continued to be scared of the captain and her crew mate. There was every reason to, if the stories about The Vagabond was true. Stealing, robbing, killing, taking hostages and selling them to slavers. All of these rumors were from every planet they had been close to, and they only got more and more wild and extreme with each person the rumor spread to. Of course, Nick only thought of it as a rumor at first, but now... With his ship being blasted, the rest of his crew mates supposedly being blasted to death, and him being taken hostage by them, he could only presume that the rumors were true. The Vagabond was dangerous to anyone who weren't part of their crew. However, listening to what she told him, about why they kept him and even offering him a place among their crew, only seemed to confuse the young man. What the hell was going on? The Vagabond, the most dangerous ship and crew in this part of the galaxy, capturing him and now wants him to stay with them? Just what the hell was going on, but then he heard the word that got him thinking. Desires. Performing to their desires. What exactly did she mean by that? It made him look over the only three people he had seen so far on the ship. The shy alien cabin girl, the first mate next to the female captain. Those were all women! Could this be a ship where the entire crew was made of women? Taking a small step back into the cell, he looked back up at the captain once again. So, either stay here and... 'Perform to your desires', or face whatever comes next? He asked her with a low voice, like it was more a question to himself. Was there really any choice in this? No matter what, there was probably no way he would survive for long in whatever she would do to her if he didn't accept her offer. As for the other thing, well... To him, the desires of the ship could possibly just revolve around sex and simply pleasing the crew of the ship. Would that be such a bad thing for now? At least it would keep him alive. So he took a step closer, and nodded his head at the captain. I... I agree to your terms. As long as I can stay safe here. He said while still looking down, like he had no idea what was going to happen to him next.
Thread: The Vagabonds [Dreamstreet + InkedUp]

Smart boy. Shoshanna said. She hoped for his sake that he could perform well - after all, there were quite a few women to satisfy and, sure, some might not have huge sex drives but... well, that was why they had decided to get a relatively young man. They were much more likely to perform quite well. Eat first... then Noelani will escort you to your first assignment. Well, his first assignment would be her, but she really did want to make sure he ate. She couldn't do with him getting tired before she was ready to be done, after all, and him having food would certainly help with that. But first - I do want to know if you've been with a woman before. She asked, knowing that this, if nothing else, would definitely out their intentions. She didn't care. He'd already agreed and, to be honest, what boy his age would resist. All her ladies were damn hot, if she said so herself and she most certainly did. In all honesty, she didn't care if he was a virgin - it just meant that there would be a bit of a learning curb to expect first. Perhaps she was a captain, but she was fair in that she would allow him that amount of rope to help him... or hang him with, as the case might be. Somehow, even if he was a virgin, she doubted that there would be much trouble to be honest.
Thread: The Vagabonds [Dreamstreet + InkedUp]

Well I... I have been with a few women in the past. Nick simply replied, as he seemed a little confused, like he didn't exactly know what she would use that kind of info for. Of course she wanted to know how experienced he was, but wasn't he supposed to be more like a toy of sorts to them? Someone they could use however they pleased? So why would she want to know that? While he thought of that, he watched as the captain and her crew mate left him alone in his cell. He moved down to start eating the food that had been given to him earlier. It was delicious, actually surprisingly delicious. Surely no prisoner in the world would have eaten something like this before. It only made him more confused. Why would they treat him this well, especially since he was a prisoner? Every that was happening around him only seemed to make him more confused than he was just a moment ago. Since he was so hungry, it only took him a short while before he finished up his meal, and then walked over to the bars, to try and get into contact with the girl from earlier. Hey you... Uhm... Noelani was it? He asked her, while waiting if she were to react this time or not. Look I'm done with my meal, and I'm not really sure what to do right now so... Would you lead me up to the captain? Please? He asked, seeming to be a bit more lighthearted with this girl. He wasn't sure if it was her shyness or that he hadn't been able to talk to her, or that she was avoiding him, that he didn't fear her the same way as the captain. But now he was hoping he could find out what was going to happen from now on.
Thread: On Thin Ice [Dr.Freon x Your Little Project]

Sophie Greene was failing Literature. She learned this upon her return to campus after Thanksgiving break. Her only notice was slipped underneath the entrance to her dorm room, a small room that shed managed to keep reserved for herself. Truth be told, Sophie just brushed any roommate to the side and proceeded to make their shared space as hostile as possible as a generally successful method to spooking everyone away. A sophomore on the varsity cheer squad, she couldnt possibly risk spending time with a social liability, or any manner of unimpressive company. For the first time, the girl wished she had someone to turn to. If the squad found out she was headed towards academic probation, it would be just another thing to gossip about. They all managed to maintain a solid C average, but Sophie generally suffered from attendance issues, leaving her absolutely lost the days she bothered to show up. Desperation brought her to the front office of the school, hoping for some type of credit program to turn things around. If she wasnt at least into a D by Christmas, it would be goodbye pom-poms and hello living back at home. Thankfully, Sophie had been pointed towards the student tutor program. The worst part would have to be coming up with lies to get out of social situations, but if it kept her around for the next year, totally worth it. Apparently she was lucky because they had some nerd that wasnt already helping anyone, and their scheduled tutor time would start in fifteen minutes at the library. Determined, she grabbed her backpack and began jogging to the library. Her fiery hair whipped about in the freezing air, small snowflakes tickling at her cheeks and eyelashes. Of course, snow was falling it had started last night and they were supposed to get several feet over the next day or two. For now, just a couple of inches with salt effortlessly melting the sidewalks clean. The clock struck three just as she barged through the library doors, unraveling her scarf and removing her thick outer coat. Hanging them at the door, she stepped into the common area and peered about with curiosity. What did a student literature tutor look like? His name was Kevin, which was all she knew. Not only had she never set foot in the school library before, she also had no idea if the guy even knew he was helping her. A helpful librarian gestured to the side of the building with individual rooms. They were well-lit, with large windows at all walls to discourage any kind of student intimacy. Every room had a couple, or even a few students working in them already, all of them except one. It took her a moment to realize that there was a lone figure seated at a table, but once she had she approached the door, stepped in and attempted to remain casual as she cleared her throat to gain his attention. Are you are you Kevin?
Thread: On Thin Ice [Dr.Freon x Your Little Project]

Kevin Mehlville gave a small, involuntary jump upon hearing a voice in such close proximity, and looked up from the textbook he had been reviewing to see a pair of large, yet sharp eyes staring back at him. His gaze expanded outward to notice the lovely face housing those eyes, nestled safely under warm locks of red hair. He'd already been a nervous wreck at the thought of meeting a new person, but now that he knew how gorgeous she was, his brain was on the verge of a full system crash. Eventually, his mind registered that she'd not only spoken to him, but was waiting for a reply to his question. Uh... Yeah. Yep, I'm Kelvin Menv- er- Kevin Mehlville. And you're Sophie? If he could just get his calm back, this would be a real breath of fresh air. He hadn't had a tutoring job yet this year, but last year, his sophomore year, he'd had three, one heavyset jock and two scrawny, smartass slackers. All guys, whose general consensus that Kevin was creepy and a dork played no small role in potenrtial tutoring gigs avoiding him the entire first quarter. A shy, awkward mess who overthought both his appearance and his nervousness making it a self-fulfilling prophecy, Kevin rarely talked to girls of his own accord, so perhaps this would be that practice he'd been hoping for since he'd enrolled. He gave a friendly smile, letting his slightly large teeth peak out. So, Lit, huh? I'm usually a, uh, Chem tutor, but I aced Lit, so, uh, you, you know, you follow me and you'll be a pro in no time. He motioned to the seat opposite him at the table. Uh, please, please join me.
Thread: On Thin Ice [Dr.Freon x Your Little Project]

The moment Kevin spoke Sophie immediately regretted her actions. Never before had she ever been at the mercy of someone else, let alone someone that wasnt on a higher rung of her social ladder. She seemed to linger near the door, her inner debate nearly blatant thanks to her posture. Slowly, timidly, Sophie approached the table. Yeah, thats me. Her tone was defeated. In no way, shape or form did she seem enthused to be spending her time with him. And look, Im not trying to be like the best of the best. I just need to get back to a C, then I break even. Her manicured hand grabbed the back of a chair and pulled it back, allowing her to slip into it before she straightened her skirt of any creases. After producing an unused notebook from her back pack, she cracked it open, dated the paper with a purple pen, and pointedly stared to Kevin. Her bright eyes were capable of many things. At this moment, they were likely rather intimidating. She didnt blink as she spoke, maintaining eye contact as long as he could bare. So like, now what? Studying wasnt exactly in her vocabulary or muscle memory, making this entire venture a bit of an odd experience. She really hoped he just had the answers to all the upcoming tests and quizzes laid out, but something told her it wouldnt be quite that simple.
Thread: On Thin Ice [Dr.Freon x Your Little Project]

Despite his sudden awe at her presence, Sophie's reluctant demeanor wasn't lost on Kevin. It was discouraging, but he gave a deep breath one he realized, too late, was probably audible and waited as she came closer, trying not to stare too blatantly at her shapely legs as they made her skirt swish like a curtain hiding restless performers backstage. He unbuttoned the top button of his plaid flannel shirt and another breath escaped. As she explained her timid goal for the sessions, it did nothing for Kevin's discouragement, and there was even a bit of resentment in there, too. She was clearly just trying to coast by, and had no intention of paying him the attention he was giving her. Not that he had any plans today, or ever, honestly, but he was using his freetime to help her out, and she was acting like this was all a waste of her own. Well, I don't think it'll be too hard, he explained to her as she sat down. We just gotta make sure you've got a good understanding of the basics, and you ought to be fine. What now? she had asked, and in response, he turned the textbook around so that she could see the pages rightside up. Let's start with Transcendentalism, he said. And the next forty-five minutes seemed to melt away. Maybe it was that he had to do most of the talking, or that he found Literature to be so natural, but confidence slowly crept in him as the session began to progress. He wasn't stammering as much, his voice had a sureness to it, and he even worked up the courage to move his chair close to hers so that they could both get a more convenient view of the text book. So, he said eventually, having lost track of time, You doing okay so far?
Thread: On Thin Ice [Dr.Freon x Your Little Project]

Sophie was thankful for the fact that Kevin positioned their main goal for her to just grasp the basics. No, she didnt want to debate points or form an opinion on anything. If she could just repeat facts to qualify for an increased grade shed be in the clear. As he mentioned the topic of their study session, the girl sighed and began to title the first page of her notes. Something magical seemed to take over Kevin as he slowed down and took the time to break the concept down and explore any hangups that Sophie might have had. He was so involved that his gradual repositioning closer to her and the textbook that she hardly even noticed he had moved until they paused to reflect. The girl arched atop her chair, arms stretching to the ceiling as her chest strained against her sweater. Upon entering her personal space, hed be able to catch trace amounts of her perfume lavender and honey? If she caught him steeling a glance or appreciating her form she would just feign ignorance. The last thing she wanted to do was host an intimate discussion. I guess its starting to make sense... Maybe Im just over thinking things. Or maybe if she had just shown up to class to begin with, shed have learned along with everyone else. Her confidence was building after one rudimentary lesson. Flipping through the few pages of notes shed taken, Sophie tapped the tip of her pen against the table a few times before pressing it to her pursed lips in thought. What if I need help with math, do you do that too...? Oh no, perhaps there were more dangers lurking within her report card than shed like to admit.
Thread: On Thin Ice [Dr.Freon x Your Little Project]

Uh, y-yeah, I do! Kevin declared, a little taken aback by Sophie's change of heart. Maybe this tutoring thing wasn't a total bust after all. Maybe she was coming around. Heck, maybe he was over-thinking things, too. He looked over to the clock and noted that it was getting close to the evening time. Not that he really cared, but their session was almost up soon. It was getting darker earlier now that winter was on the approach, and with the snow coming in, the clouds would make it night that much quicker. This wasn't a big concern of Kevin's, but a pretty, popular girl like Sophie may have places to be, or simply wanted to walk home while it was still somewhat warm out. Well, it looks like your hour's almost up, Kevin said with a nod to the clock. But I'm free tomorrow? Then, something inexplicable happened. Perhaps his confidence was channeling the repressed part of him that had been silenced from talking to a pretty girl hundreds of times before, and was now building a momentum that couldn't be easily stopped. ...Maybe we could go ice-skating afterward? And grab a hot chocolate after that?
Thread: On Thin Ice [Dr.Freon x Your Little Project]

As Kevin admitted his capability to cover the math end of things as well, everything finally began to fall into place. He would be able to help her resolve her current GPA issues in addition to any new ones that might crop up with due to her own inability to make it to classes on time. He was almost like a new safety net. By the time he was offering his availability for the next day, she was already back on her phone and replying to any missed texts, likely from the rest of the cheer squad. Her backpack was littered with school memerobelia patches, pins, she even had a pair of mini-pompoms dangling from the zipper. She responded to his offer without even ripping her eyes from the small screen. Well, the math is just kinda in anticipation for how my next test goes, lets just stick with the English for now. It was obvious she was distracted, her tone was flat and it was clear she wasnt coming back to study due to their chemistry. Finally, she seemed to have caught up with her notifications and put the device in a pouch in her bag before slinging it carelessly over her shoulder. Just as she was prepared to whirl about and leave, she heard it the offer of a date. Sophie froze in her tracks, blankly staring at the boy before her. Those gorgeous green eyes did a brief and blatant scan of Kevin from head to toe before the laughter started. It was a soft, short chuckle that resonated through the tiny room, something that she couldnt control. To her, the notion was hilarious. They just met, he was a tutor. Ew. Why dont we just stick to the school stuff, yeah? Boys and even some girls asked her out frequently and often, leaving her rather cold response as an average one. Truth be told, it was that very attention that kept her avidly seeking social superiority. If she wasnt able to just slap away offers, what was the point of all her work? Its not like wed even last anyways. Seriously, Id just get bored.
Thread: On Thin Ice [Dr.Freon x Your Little Project]

Oh... Y-yeah, Kevin replied, sheepishly looking down to the floor to avert his embarrassed eyes. The disappointment wasn't really a surprise. It was like the inevitable stomach ache after over-eating. He was hurt, and a bit humiliated, but deep down, he wasn't really expecting anything less. The part that did shock, though, the part that really shot a sting toward his chest, was Sophie's effort to go the extra mile to say she would get bored. How could she possibly know that?! It may not have been the most cruel thing anyone had ever said to Kevin, but it was definitely the most ignorant, and it was the latest in a line of hurtful remarks that was becoming way too long. He almost had a mind to do something about it this time. Not that there was anything he could do. And the worst part was, he'd have to come back and face her again for more tutoring tomorrow. If he backed out now, she could tell the office what he'd just done, and his withdrawal would be a conflict of interest. He didn't want to think about the academic consequences that could come of that. So there he sat, fighting back a scowl as Sophie readied herself to leave. After finally collecting his thoughts, he concluded, Sorry, yeah, you're right. We should just stick to school stuff. Same time tomorrow?
Thread: On Thin Ice [Dr.Freon x Your Little Project]

The cheerleader gave Kevin sufficient time to lick his wounds and recover before attempting to speak or act again. There was something about seeing someone struggle to keep themselves pulled together that made her inner villain grin. Sophie was completely aware of how devastating her casual turn-downs could be. Paired with the fact that hed already offered to help her again only made it more entertaining. She stood there, feigning an interest in flipping her hair over her shoulders and adjusting her outfit before responding. I knew youd see it my way, Kev. Its just easier. Youre a smart guy. Her tone was one generally reserved for praising a dog or child, making her words more of a rude commentary than any form of actual comfort. Once they solidified their plans for the next day, she whirled about and headed to the main entrance to retrieve her heavy coat from the closet provided for students. If he followed suit she didnt seem to mind. Wrapped up in her layers with her thick scarf cascading from the neck of her jacket, she still looked dramatically attractive. Nearly every article of clothing she owned was purchased with a specific place for her wardrobe and it showed. Prepped for the rigid outdoor cold, she stepped out. The snow hadnt ceased. The salt wasnt enough to keep it all melted, leaving small wet patches mingled with a thick layer of slush. Meanwhile, non-pathways has accumulated nearly half a foot already. The fierce winter snow wasnt anything that would raise a red flag it was winter, snow would fall. If Kevin was around, shed offer little more than a wave before taking a fork in the path that led back to the student housing. The walk wasnt terribly long, just a bit isolated due to the surrounding forestry and generally unused playground. Kevin had a great idea though hot cocoa was on the docket the moment she returned indoors.