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yinsukin:
Jarald

The shades seemed to fall back in place over the eyes, but the smile never faded.  In fact, it was revealing his natural dimples.  "Well hopefully we aren't your fetish superheroes.  Those are our work outfits you know."

Then again, they didn't have any girls in their organization that worked the field.....

With that, the car roared, shooting down the empty main road the moment the light turned.



Elf:
Forest

She shrugged and replied, "I mean, it's really not my fetish.  Don't get me wrong, I enjoy reading the bloody things and all three Chrises are adorable in their own way, but not quite fond of the skin tight suits.  It's a bit much honestly."

She smirked and said, "Don't worry, you're not being put in the Spank Bank."

yinsukin:
Jarald

"I suppose thats disappointing," he said.  "I feel bad for ogling you now."

He didn't feel that bad, not with a mind reader.  Just as the thought passed through his mind, they passed the first block.  With few to no cars on the road, it didn't take long at all.  He silently waited for her directions.

"What is your fetish then?" he asked, his eyebrow-raising over his sunglasses.

Elf:
Forest

Forest blinked at Jarald's question and looked away.

"Redheads and Asians too.  Men taller than me.  Bruce Campbell.  You know, arsehole with a heart of gold," she said with a shrug before giving a set of directions.

yinsukin:
Jarald

The car passed the second block.  Jarald's pupil's shifted back and forth. "Bruce Campbell huh?  That is an odd one...." he said, his voice trailing off.  "Well I guess then we don't have to worry about you getting seduced by the duke...."

The car rolled into the front gate, his eyes once again scanning for the vehicle.

"Maybe we can find an outfit both professional and suited to your taste.  Nothing personal, but a duster is like wearing jeans to work in our field......"  His voice seemed to sound more and more bored the second it trailed off from the fetish talk.  That was the only glimmer of passion in his voice.

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