http://parasiteye.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] parasiteye.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] accordancy2011-11-29 06:54 pm

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[ guess who bought himself a nice, bad-ass silk shirt with the money he pilfered? Come on, guess 8> GUESS.

THIS GUUUUYYYYYY and he looks damn fine in it, and quite jubilant. He hasn't been able to afford something this nice in a long time so he is just one just smugstorm over here, grinning to himself while he scours the Red Light District. Because when you have money you know what else you totally need to do?

Buy hookers. ]


[ ooc; OPEN TO THE TOWN, EVENING-STYLE ]

[identity profile] heresyandlace.livejournal.com 2011-12-10 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[so very satisfied with that reaction, it's her cue to get close again-- dark curls spilling from her shoulders as she leans forward, her face looming sweetly above his with a breathy chuckle. She won't complicate his attempts, this time... aside from shifting restlessly in his lap a little]

[identity profile] heresyandlace.livejournal.com 2011-12-10 10:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[...heh.

Well.

It seems that the girl really is full of surprises... one of which he should be discovering between her legs right about now, as she breaths a delighted giggle. Oh my~]

[identity profile] heresyandlace.livejournal.com 2011-12-10 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[huh, she's a little more difficult to shove than one would expect. ...And, that would probably be because she's not a she at all anymore.

The curls, the curves, they're all just magically gone.

He does have the same sly smirk, however-- trying so hard not to laugh.]


What's the matter? [oh, voice is deeper too] Where are you going?

[playfully trying to follow him~]

[identity profile] heresyandlace.livejournal.com 2011-12-10 10:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[kind of hunting after him now, especially when he tries to retrieve his shirt. Tek's grabbing it too, putting his hand down on it, leaning forward]

But we were having so much fun...

[identity profile] heresyandlace.livejournal.com 2011-12-10 10:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Aw, don't be like that. Let me calm you down... [leaning his weight on the pinned shirt with one hand, while the other goes to sneak in a come-hither way toward his prey's arm...]

[identity profile] heresyandlace.livejournal.com 2011-12-11 09:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[he keeps on following him, crawling over the abandoned shirt. And--oh--there just might be a forked tongue flicking between his teeth as he leers at the poor guy]

It's a little late to be asking something like that now, isn't it?

[identity profile] heresyandlace.livejournal.com 2011-12-12 10:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[and then, in the spirit of wanting to see how far he can make the guy retreat, he smiles with teeth like curved needles]

[voice smoothing out into a purr--] Come back over here, and I'll be happy to explain...

[identity profile] heresyandlace.livejournal.com 2011-12-12 10:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[what is it with people around here? The guy should have run off long ago.

He hadn't wanted to get up, but... he doesn't have much of a choice now. So, Tek slides off the bed and onto his feet, taking a step towards him...]


What do you think I am?

[identity profile] heresyandlace.livejournal.com 2011-12-13 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
[...that actually makes him pause, his leering smile falling]

...Half of one?