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YOLF:
Justice
Justice had been used to people drawing into themselves when they probed him, retreating or threatened by whatever his poise had to say. Nanako was the first in recent times to not react that way, and Suerte was the second. Differently. Suerte was measuring first, and comfortable after. Pleasant lass, wasn't she?
"I don't get that nearly as often as I should," he said. As of late it seemed intent on coming up, though. "Maybe I got lucky. I'll take you up on that."
yinsukin:
Suerte
Suerte smiled and wrapped her body around his arm, sandwiching it between her cleavage. "Lucky is my first name," she said. "Then its a date. You going to take me into your car? I hear city folk ride cars."
She looked up at his covered face. "You know the best part about the mysterious types is seeing whats underneath the mask. Honestly, it really is just nice to meet someone like me."
YOLF:
Justice
Justice chuckled. Her style was over the top, but it was faintly relaxing. Not as showy as his roommate, maybe that was why the contrast was more effective.
"Oh, I'm no city folk. I have a horse. I hope your appreciation for the classics extends to that."
yinsukin:
Suerte
10:15 am
"Oh I am really going to like you," she said, looking up at him with a smile.
As they let their bodies get assaulted by the morning sun, something amazing caught Suerte's eyes. A horse unlike anything she expected to see in this city. A horse with a natural intensity that outstripped many of the men she had met. Smoke bellowed from its hooves and it scales on its mane. It almost felt like some sort of dragon horse, or maybe something that ate a dragon and gained its power. At the very least, that was the story she was writing in her head for it.
"Oh my god!" she said, detaching from Justice and running towards the stead. She began rubbing its back. "Look at you! He is just as scary as he is cute! Your a loyal boy aren't you?"
YOLF:
Justice
The abyssal beast tilted its head at the woman with a furnace-like whinny. Despite the intimidating visage, it allowed the touch without another care, and Justice found himself smirking under his scarf.
"His name's Punishment," Justice said, coming close to rub under the horse's jaw. He asked something with an obvious answer just for the pleasure of hearing it. "How about a ride?"
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