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yinsukin:
Aruna
She ignored him.
"Funny," he said, thinking to himself. "I gave a similar speech just a little while ago..."
He wasn't looking to see if she could surpass him. No, he knew humans could do so. He was looking for her fear. But perhaps that girl had surpassed the average human long ago. Perhaps Valarie already knew somehow. In that case, he would have to thank her later for saving him from the embarrassment.
"Whatever. You really want it that bad?" he asked, turning to Nero.
yinsukin:
Jarald
As the car turned another corner, Jerald reached out to push the hazard lights. The car pulled up next to a parked car. Then, Jerald turned to Forest, pulling up his sunglasses to reveal sea blue pupils. Valaire is the true ruler of the district, the puppetmaster to the duke. She is our true enemy. Did Scott not mention her at all? he thought to her. She is by far the most powerful vampire in the district, both politically and physically, fitting for the ruler of this place.
The man looked down at her outfit before looking back up at her face. Are you going to change or keep this beaten up look?
Elf:
Forest
Forest scowled, folded her arms across her chest, and sent, No, your esteemed colleague did not mention anything about this Valerie.
One thing that was making her gut knot up was the fact that not only had Scott left this important bit of information out, but that she was only getting her information from these people. She didn't like Scott; his whole being screamed tragic edge lord.
Jarald seemed decent enough in a shy, anxious, brilliant nerd sort of way. At least he seems he's more on the up and up, and Scott doesn't like him, so that's a good endorsement there, she thought.
Aloud she sighed and said, "Well, my other clothing is at the car. Scott said I had to wear this get up, and proceeded to kind of leer at me once I had changed."
yinsukin:
Jarald
Jarald paused, the stream of consciousness coming to a sudden halt as he realized something. Maybe he hid it from you so that you wouldn't get too involved. Then, he smiled as he took in that pouty annoyance. Well it is our work uniform. Normally i'd keep this to myself but your reading my mind so i'll just out and say it. The outfit makes your hips look pretty sexy, and it highlights your tits. They look nice and firm. So naturally, I don't blame him.
The man covered his sea-blue eyes with his glasses, shaking his head. Even edgelords like something nice to look at. You don't have to wear it for disguise missions though. Was there anything else that you wanted to know, or have I said too much already? Despite his wording, there was no anxiety in his thoughts, at least in regards to picking the right words. No, he was more worried that she would get more involved than she was comfortable with. More importantly, she said she was a terrible liar. He still belived, as Scott did, that anyone could be a spy, but someone not confident in their skills was prone to mistakes. They couldn't afford to let her make big ones.
Elf:
Forest
Forest eyes widened at Jarald's frank appraisal of her body. She normally didn't think anything of her breasts other that they were "small" and her nipples liked to point too much. And then there was the whole thing about her hips.
Legs she could have seen.
However, she generally thought of her body as a really athletic prepubescent boy's: lanky and lean, but with all of her muscle tone to go along with it. Generally the opposite of what people thought as Feminine. She wasn't soft curves and rounded where she was supposed to be rounded.
She fidgeted with a lock of her hair and sent back, Well, thanks. I think . . . Do you have any normal clothing back there? And a hair brush?
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