-her red lips curve into a smile and steps closer, purring as she speaks- I was beginning to ask the same thing myself.
-eyes her lips, lets his eyes travel up to hers as he smirks- So how ‘bout we do somethin’ about that, huh? You, me, my room.
I, honestly, want to cut someone up. Or rape someone.
But don’t judge me.
“Or”? I’d say go for both. ‘s Twice the fun.
Well that’s only two little words…i’m sure there are many other parts of you that i’d just love to explore.
And after all, they are such pretty green eyes…
Then what the hell are you waiting for?
Sounds like fun. So.. yeah, sure thing!
(Publishing so the others will know and can tell me if it’s not okay/too late/idk)
I think it’s time for a lesson on how to ignore slutty bitches. Perhaps my best friend will help me out with this, as well?
Count me in.
Hmm, indeed. You don’t look like the usual kind of master either…I like that glint in your eye that says ‘i’m trouble’.
Ya’ got all that from a glint in the eyes?
No, you don’t…quite on the contrary.
’s What I thought.
I suppose it depends on who you are. If you are a slave, you may call me Mistress or Miss Adler and Scarlett or whatever takes your fancy if you are a master.
Do I look like some pieca’ crap slave to you?
(OOC: See when you do things like not type it out I get to easily dodge like this.)
-She took a step back and spun in a full circle as his fist came at her, giggling as it slid right past her head.-
Now the next time you address me try calling me my name Squishy. And not throwing punches. You have like…zero power over me.
(OOC: Even if I did type it out, you would still have the chance of dodging it. If not, it’d be called godmodding.)
Good luck with that, princess. -takes a step towards her, and grabs her throat, squeezing, his eyes scanning her face-
He’s mine, Jake.
Why don’t these fucking whores understand that.
Beats me, brother. Speaking of beating..
Is that even a serious question?
Come at me Squishy.
Wrong answer, whore.
Awww well if you’re gonna call me blondie I think I’ll call you squishy, just seems to fit.
You think you still can after I’ll punch your teeth out?
Like.. You know, showing some bitch who the hell she’s dealing with?
Touche, mon ami.
How ‘bout we stow the foreign language shit and keep it on English. You’re.. Scarlett, am I close?
Oh that is the first and last time you call me blondie. Let’s try my name, or something more creative. But for a start Priya works.
-She rolled her eyes at him.- What’s your name?
Yeah? ‘Cause I doubt that. Blondie works. Call me Jake.