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Thread: This War of Mine (Alvis & BaadBaarbie)

Time. SHe might have a lot of it right now, but then, she had a shelter to hide in. He didn't let that make him bitter, more of just a pang of envy. After all, he'd had that once too. There was a sense of wanting to see if she'd let him stay here on a longer term basis, but he knew it would never happen. After all, she didn't trust him. No one trusted anyone these days. For all he knew she'd accept, and then kill him in his sleep for the food in his pack. He'd heard of worse going on in this city. New York had been an incredible place before, if a little rough. He didn't find it anywhere near what people had preached it to be, especially the natives tot he city, who seemed to have some kind of absurd pride in the way the place was, even the terrible slums and stench of places. It was a city. Pure and simple. And when the chip were down, all of the ugly aggression that they kept suppressed had bubbled out. And the city had eaten itself alive quickly. Ben was a little surprised at how she managed to shrug off the apparent trashing of her place. But he could still sense it, a bit of a weight to the way she held herself, the sense of loss in the place, even only a little. He supposed it was just one last thing that happened to her, one more thing on the pile of bad she'd had to endure since things went to hell. He knew he'd have likely stood his ground, fought off intruders, but he was also an idiot sometimes. Making sure there was ust nothing for them to take was a smarter move, would leave them less likely to try again, since if someone was willing to fight for something, it was a good chance they had something worth taking. She gave him her name. It had been awhile since anyone had bothered with the pleasantries of that kind of thing, adn it felt like a pang of memory, a familiar thing that he hadn't realized he'd been missing before now. Ben. I'm Ben Merrick. Good to meet you April. He said to her a little quieter than normal conversation. The exchange would have been trivial before it all went to the shit, but now it meant something to him. Was important to him. Did...would you mind if I straighten a few things in here up while I wait? And here's your food, just pull the tab on the side and let it stand for a few minutes to finish cooking up.
Thread: This War of Mine (Alvis & BaadBaarbie)

Ben. April repeated, so she would be less likely to forget it. Shed never been much for names, but nowadays, who knew if something as simple as a name could save your life? You can leave the food on the counter for now. Not all that hungry. It was mostly a lie. Her stomach was still too twisted into anxious knots to keep anything down, but she hadnt eaten in well over two days. Shed been so preoccupied with sheer despair shed entirely forgotten. She didnt give him an affirmative on cleaning, leaving it open to him as she climbed over the back of the couch. She fixed the cushions and shoved the overturned coffee table to the side. She just wanted to sit and breathe for a second. Will you She turned to glance at the window behind her. It faced a gaunt skyscraper, the once busy street bellow empty save for the wind that whistled by. never mind. Fresh air might have been nice, but she didnt want to risk someone spotting them. Might want to put those curtains back up and draw them. Just stay away until it gets dark. The fiends down the road liked to come out and play target practice when they got bored, and she didnt want to be not-so-randomly selected as the play of the day. Stuffy in here, though. Guess its a good thing they left the door open. Aired it out though theres probably rats. April mused casually, glancing to the floor to look for any traces of droppings. She wished she wasnt feeling so apathetic , but the encounter had become something of an unexpected drain. A week ago, shed practically begged God on her knees for some companionship, but now that shed found it, it felt as though there was a weight on her chest. You can eat, if youd rather. Ill sweep up the glass, or something. In a minute, though.
Thread: This War of Mine (Alvis & BaadBaarbie)

Ben shrugged and set the meal down on the counter for her. Out of habit, he swept a good amount of small debris off of the counter first, looking about and finding a tash can. He set the can upright, and dropped the debris into it. Her point about the curtains was probably a good one really. The less chance of someone spying them the better. He checked the curtain rod, then the mount for it, and found that it was all intact, had just been pulled down. He set it in place, hesitating a moment before he decided that the risk might be worth it. He pushed one of hte windows open a little, letting in some air. This high up it was away from a lot of the omnipresent dust and smoke. Ben stepped back and pulled the curtains closed. It did limit the air flow, but it kept them out of view. THe mention of eating did bring him to shuck his pack, and pull out a pair of ration bars, wolfing them down. It wasn't the most filling, but he knew that these thigns were a great way to eat in a hurry. Each bar was packed with nutrients and four hundred calories to boot. He brushed his hands clean, adn then looked around hte room. April had set up the couch, and Ben walked away from his pac to dig around for a broom. He did find one, and set to work. Industrious was Ben in this moment. It was a simple task really, and he liked doing things that served a purpose. He kept going at it, hearing a faint squeaking sound form one of the room. He shoed out the mouse he found, adn then had a look at her door. The frame was split from where it had been kicked in, but there was enough broken junk int he apartment he could make a repair. Ben went back to his pack. Side pouch, tools. Heavier pouch than most. Hammer, small nails, folding saw. Tools to do the job. He nodded, adn set back to the door. He started to use the folding saw to cut out a piece of the broken frame. Sorry if I'm not too talkative. Just...old habits. I like to fix things, keep busy, you know? And...well, this place looks like it might be able to use a little help. He said casually as he pulled the now severed piece away from the frame, and set it aside. He lifted a piece of broken cabinet door, wishing he had a pencil to scribe it, but cut it as best he could otherwise. He slot the new piece into place, and tapped the nails into place, securing the door. He swung it shut again, hearing the click of the furniture working. Okay! So, that should keep the place safe fromt he local vermin at least. Um...yeah, I'm great at small talk, so...yeah. What did you do before...all of this?
Thread: This War of Mine (Alvis & BaadBaarbie)

He apologized for not talking and she avoided making a comment about not caring. She didnt want to put him off too quickly, but the thought small talk was hollow, distraction though it was. April pulled the elastic from her ponytail as she sprawled out across the couch. She thought her heart was likely to beat right out of her chest she could barely hear him over the pounding of blood in her ears as it stood. She wasnt sure where it was coming from, but she did her best to ignore it. I was a dancer. She answered him reluctantly as she draped her forearm over her eyes. Notnot like on the pole, or whatever. Broadway, ballet, sometimes music videos. It was tough to make a living as a newbie, so she took what she could get. She hadnt stooped to teaching it quite yet. I came over from a company in London late last year. He would have been able to place the accent likely why he hadnt asked where she was from, but maybe not its true origin. Americans always thought they all sounded the same. April crossed her legs, peaking out from under her arm to inspect his handiwork. A closing door would keep out the rats, but not much else. She didnt have the heart to tell him she planned on abandoning this building entirely tomorrow night. Was that just a hobby, or a profession? Fixing things, that is.
Thread: This War of Mine (Alvis & BaadBaarbie)

Ben nodded as she spoke. Well, you're in one of the only cities that a pole isn't the default thought for people who know anything about this place. He said with a faint smile. He heard her shifting and looked over. She let her hair loose, and was sprawled out on the couch. Well, at least she was able to get comfortable! Ah, thought I heard the Londonium tone in there! Came to seek your fortune I see. Certainly not alone in that, seems the only reason anyone comes to this place. Ben stopped the line of reasoning there, knowing if he let himself go down there, all that was waiting was a lot of anger and bitterness. He saw the profit in coming to New York. Hell, he'd done it! But he hated this city. And that had been before the siege, when it was just endlessly aggressive and harsh. There were few nights he didn't weight the benefits of heading home, really home, instead of staying in this place trying to scratch out a better living. Her question did make him smile. More of a habit than a hobby really. I grew up out in farm country, no contractors around to fix things. If you wanted something fixed, you figured out how to fix it, or spent too much money. I didn't have too much money to lose, so...I figured things out. And I had a good landlord here in town, shaved stuff off my rent if I'd fix things around the place. Best shitty little apartment complex in the neighbourhood by the time I was done there. He answered. He paused, looked away. It was anyway.
Thread: This War of Mine (Alvis & BaadBaarbie)

April could barely repress her snort at his commentary. I thought it was magical until I chased a rat out of my flat the week after I moved here. London was dirty, but it wasnt New York dirty. At first, April had found the trash and the clutter vaguely charming. The more shed been made to deal with its consequencesall while paying an exorbitant amount for rent each monththe less endearing shed found it. When she was mugged on the underground, all of New Yorks glittering allure had all but disappeared. Then I thought it was regular. Not quite home, but I got used to it. Now the city was a shell of herself. She hated to admit it, but she would have endured a lot more muggings if it meant things staying normal. I didnt make much, after paying rent, but I did enjoy it, for what it was worth. Still do, when I can find time. It seemed like a bad idea to waste the energy, but when she was feeling especially pent up, shed gone to the rooftop and danced in the rain a time or two. She smiled, and she hadnt been entirely braced for it. Reflexively, her hand dropped back over her eyes as he spoke. She could hear it in his voice he talked about home, about growing up. Those things seemed so far away, but he recalled them with perfect clarity. She didnt need much detail to see that. The smile seemed to fade, though, no longer carried on his voice when he mentioned the apartment complex. April peeked out from under her arm to meet his eye. She didnt need to ask to know that it was gone. Shells, maybe, or it had fallen to a bad crowd and been torn apart beyond repair. Im sorry. She murmured. Glancing around her own home, she suddenly felt guilty that she had resented it so, even despite the fact that it was still standing. With a deep sigh, April threw her feet over the side of the couch. You have somewhere to go tonight? Somewhere safe?
Thread: This War of Mine (Alvis & BaadBaarbie)

He heard her apology about his complex. Not rally his complex, but the one that might as well have been with amount of effort he'd put into it. He shrugged. Not your fault. I'll blame the Russians. Rocket cored the place out while I was trying to gather food. Lucky I drew the short straw to make hte run. Wasn't much left of the place after that, half of a few of the walls. I don't think many made it out of there after that. Ben observed, almost to himself. He shook himself, almost a shudder, like he was bringing himself back to the present, adn not letting himself dwell on what had happened before. Ah, so much for regrets. He had a small smile on his face again, shaking his head. It was the kind of smile you had when the options were to laugh or cry. And Ben wasn't big on tears. Hearing her sigh as he packed away his tools, he knew it was likely going to lead to another question, and he was right. He cocked his head at her question though. Not what he'd expected. One might think she was considering letting him stick around, but Ben didn't rank that as likely. But then he had his own supplies, and was handy to have around. Maybe it was a possibility. Still, her question called for an answer. Safe? Not sure anywhere is really safe anymore. Not in this city. But there's a half wrecked church over on 5th. Old bugger, figure it might hav a basement I can hide out in. Should be a lot of old bricks and stone I might be able to use to help make it safer to hide out in. Assuming someone else isn't already int here. Ben mused aloud. He wasn't holding out a lot of hope really, but there weas the chance that things could go all right on that front. Half collapsed, it might have chased people away. He'd chance another collapse if it meant a place to hole up. If you ever feel religious, you should swing by.
Thread: This War of Mine (Alvis & BaadBaarbie)

It wasnt until just then that April even began to consider how radically lucky shed been. The most she had lost was a cat here she was, moping about and suffering panic attacks over a broken wall when he had lost everything . She frowned and stood, plucking pillows off of the floor and setting them to rights. It wasnt your fault. She interjected, looking up at him as she shoved her coffee table back into place. So nothing to regret. She understood carrying guilt, but it didnt mean that he had to. Nothing but fate had fucked things up for the lot of them. April knew shed feel guilty for the rest of her life if she just tossed him out. Against her better judgement, she listened to his planmaybe a little too hard. She continued to clean in silence as she pondered the options. I dont think Ive felt religious in quite some time now. She said, though there was a bit of cheek behind it. She set a knee on the couch as she turned to face him. But I think I do need a bit of a come to Jesus. Her blonde hair slipped over her shoulder as she gestured at the apartment. You can stay until you figure out something better. A crumbling church isnt a safe haven anymore. This place would hold for another week or so, but it was high time she get moving too. But I swear, if you even do so much as one shady thing, Ill bash your fucking head in. Maybe she would, maybe she wouldnt but putting the idea out there couldnt hurt. Youll have to help me bring my things up from downstairs. That stuff is too valuable to leave out in the open for too long. It took me weeks to build up that supply I might be willing to share some, if you help me figure out where to go too.
Thread: This War of Mine (Alvis & BaadBaarbie)

Ben felt his face darken a moent at her words. Nothing to regret indeed. I wasn't there April. I don't know if the rocket blew everything apart and killed everyone right away, if it collapsed, and people needed help, or... he closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. He hadn't been yelling, even speaking loud, but he knew that he'd been heating up emotionally, and keeping himself tamped down right now was the only way that he could survive in this city. ...those people counted on me. And I wasn't there when they needed me the most. I regret that. He spoke the last quietly, his voice carrying the undertone of regret and sorrow, losses that he hadn't really mourned. Where did one get the time for that these days? If you took the time to mourn these days, you wound up dead for not paying attention. And then she actually did offer to let him stay in here. He cocked his head at the offer, even with the threat included, it was a generous thing. It also made him regret his rebuttal of her words a little. Um...thanks. He said awkwardly before managing a smile. No shady business, got it. And...are you sure you don't want me to plug up that hole in the downstairs? I could salvage a door from one of the other apartments, rig something up with some brackets and braces. Can't promise it'll keep anyone out, but I can make 'em work for it. Even show you your way around a few tools if you want, could be useful if you're going to head out on your own again.
Thread: Fantasy smutty fun, back after a long break!

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Thread: Fantasy smutty fun, back after a long break!

im interested in some fun smut and im coming back from a long break also
Thread: Fantasy smutty fun, back after a long break!

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Thread: ..::Mᴏᴍᴇɴᴛs ɪɴ ᴛɪᴍᴇ::.. [Mᴏᴜɴᴛᴀɪɴ Zᴀᴋɪ & Iʀᴏɴɪᴄ]

As Asuna slowly began to rouse herself from her slumber, a man walked into the room. As he did so, a number of candles scattered about the room lit themselves to brighten the room and allow the two figures to see each other more easily. He was a tall man, with slightly tanned skin and messy brown hair. He was slim, but toned and he gave Asuna a small smile as he took a seat in a nearby chair. I'm glad to see you've woken up. I was worried the transfer might have taken something out of you, but you appear to be just fine. He took a sip out of the cup he held in his right hand as he looked Asuna over, examining her for any physical injuries. He let out a blissful sigh as the drink seemed to liven him up some. He pondered for a moment before seeming to realize something. Oh yes...I suppose some introductions are in order....my name is Aristal and I am an arcanist and arch-mage here in the world we refer to as Alegerus. I can control time and space, and I summoned you here for a reason, Yuuki Asuna. Aritstal set his drink down on a nearby end table and folded his hands together as he looked Asuna in the eyes, his own hazel eye reflecting in her own as his carefree and happy demeanor turned serious. This world is being invaded by a powerful demon lord, and it is taking the effort of all of our heroes just to hold him off...so I was tasked with summoning warriors from many different realms who could aid us in bringing about the downfall of the Demon Lord. Aristal waved his hand and images of Asuna in SAO appeared before them. We saw what you did in the world of Aincard as the sub-commander of the Knights of the Blood Oath....we humbly request your aid in this struggle of ours....the demon lord...he kills innocents and abducts women....we must destroy him. Aristal bowed his head deeply, showing the deepest respect for Asuna as he did so, as he could only hope this supposedly powerful warrior would agree to help them.
Thread: ..::Mᴏᴍᴇɴᴛs ɪɴ ᴛɪᴍᴇ::.. [Mᴏᴜɴᴛᴀɪɴ Zᴀᴋɪ & Iʀᴏɴɪᴄ]

The clicking sounds of the door opening caused Asuna to cease her movements and keep her eyes locked on the intruder. She didn't know where she was let alone now a stranger is going to come barging in. Can this get any worse? A tall man with ruffled-spiky hair wedged through the door before closing it behind him. He looked as if he was a character from SAO. Maybe she accidentally left her NerveGear on before sleeping? No, that wasn't the case because she ever even logged on before napping. It was strange how he was talking to her. It was as if he didn't minn that she just popped up out of nowhere until he began to explain himself after his short introduction. She stayed silent and waited for him to finish his small talk, her hands covering her body somewhat in embarrassment that he was seeing her in skimpy pajamas. She wasn't expecting to be seeing anyone or she would've chose something more appropriate for unsuspecting company. Uhm, hello... Aristal you say? Look, I'm flattered that you chose me to help you but I'm just a normal human girl apart from my game. She admitted as she rose up to her feet, her brown eyes looking back into his hazel hues. I don't even have my equipment from my game, and firstly how did I get transferred here? That was unexpected and somewhat rude to have me come all this way with no consent. Her arms folded against her bosoms as her expression was tainted with annoyance. She wasn't as surprised as what some might consider she should be. I honestly don't know what to tell you. She sighed out, looking around the room some more as she pondered on what to say next. I just don't know what I could do to help. What is this place anyways? Am I on Earth? Her encounters with games had caused her to not be so scared of her situation since she was so use to traveling inside the game. If she wasn't, though, she would have erupted in a panic attack.
Thread: ..::Mᴏᴍᴇɴᴛs ɪɴ ᴛɪᴍᴇ::.. [Mᴏᴜɴᴛᴀɪɴ Zᴀᴋɪ & Iʀᴏɴɪᴄ]

Please, just call me Aris, if you prefer. Aris stated as he gave Asuna a small smile. He seemed confused as to why she was attempting to cover herself. After all, he considered her current garments to be perfectly fine in terms of sleepwear. Maybe they just had different customs in her realm. When she mentioned being a normal girl, he stroked his chin in thought for a few moments. Ah, I see...well...I might have made a small mistake, but be that as it may, you are here now, and I'm sure that you have the potential to be a great hero that can slay the demon lord! He let out a small chuckle, as if trying to hide his mistake. As for how you got here....I traversed space time to go to your realm and pull you here. A rather simple spell for me, all things considered...however...I cannot say I know how to do the reverse... Aris rubbed the back of his head as he admitted that he had no idea how to send her back to her home. Still....I do have this for you. He walked over and opened up dressing. Hanging up was an outfit she would recognize rather well, it was her outfit from SAO when she was a sub-commander. It was her iconic look and the outfit seemed perfectly tailored for her. How about you get dressed and I'll take you down to the guild hall, I can explain more about this realm on the way there. He stated simply as he took a seat down in his chair again as he took a sip of his coffee and smiled. He seemed to be making no moves towards the exit so she could change on her own...after all, here in his realm, people just changed in front of each other all the time he was unaware of the customs from Asuna's realm.
Thread: ..::Mᴏᴍᴇɴᴛs ɪɴ ᴛɪᴍᴇ::.. [Mᴏᴜɴᴛᴀɪɴ Zᴀᴋɪ & Iʀᴏɴɪᴄ]

You mean to tell me that you took me from my home and cannot even bring me back to where I came from?! Her cheeks turned crimson as her hands clenched in fists by her sides. She wanted to take her hands and strangle that little neck of his. His small chuckles of laughter only put salt on her wound. She was close to wring him out like a wet rag. It was becoming more hard to keep her composure, but surprisingly she bit her tongue and breathed a heavy sigh from her nostrils. No sense in complaining if there was nothing she could do about her situation. Perhaps if she did happen to slain this demon lord then she could go back home. The dressing door opened as her outfit laid inside. Her eyes widened as she couldn't understand how it managed to tag along with her. She wanted to ask him how it got here but she decided to save the banter for another time. It didn't matter. Walking over to her outfit she held it in her hands tenderly, inspecting the clothing and remembered the good times even though there was a lot of bad with it. She was about to change until she looked over to see Aris still sitting there, staring at her like a deer in the headlights. Hey, you know you can leave, right? Her eyebrow raised as she gave him a weirded-out look. I don't know how you do things here but this part right now is called privacy. Could you leave and come back when I am finished changing? If you're going to drag me from my home at least let me have some things my way.