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[SEMI-CLOSED] wretched and wild, all glory and trash.
⬤ Permissions Post ⬤
⬤ Open TDM Thread ⬤
Who ⬤ Andromache of Enma & likely questionable company!
What ⬤ Bastard woman desperately seeks naps and other thrilling tales
When ⬤ Catch-all for late June, after the events at Kaigo no Bou, and throughout July
Where ⬤ Andy's apartment (derogatory), various other locations in Jigoku-cho
Content Warnings ⬤ Profanity, violence, substance use, sex, etc. To be updated as needed!
PM or whaler#7695 if you'd like a starter!
Existing CR is welcome to drop wildcards.
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That one won't work again. You're breaking my heart, if you think I'll fall for the same trick twice.
[Kamui stares up at her, a brow raised high and his expression looking just a touch unimpressed. But only a touch. He's welcoming her in, after all, his hand once more carding through that dark hair and coming to rest on the nape of her neck.]
You're a very strange woman, you know that?
[And he's somewhat of a strange man too. Some pair they make.]
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Maybe. [ Strange is probably a polite way of describing her. ] But that probably says more about you than it does about me.
[ Since she's his type and all. ]
You knew I was strange when you met me. [ Wryly then: ] That didn't fucking stop you.
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He huffs out a quiet laugh.]
Okay. I'll give you that. But I'm not exactly your average guy, either.
[She's mostly seen him in his dullest state, but she's also seen him kill and fight. Surely that's enough to pick up that there's something else just below his placid surface.]
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Wouldn’t be here if you were.
[ She acknowledges that readily. Not that she’s opposed to a one night stand with some random Joe Schmoe off the street - been there, done that, and plenty of times too. But this is different. He’s different. And maybe that’ll give her second thoughts later. Later. For now though, she seems content enough. Affectionate even. She lets her legs stay tangled with his as she reaches up with one hand, tilting his head towards her for a slow, leisurely kiss.
Wryly, into the space between their mouths: ]
We could do it again, if you want.