It's a long shot..
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Thread Topic: It's a long shot..
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Venus: But it could work. We'd have to do something for her, though.
As if we don't already owe her?
Venus: She's already cashed that debt in, Vic. Don't worry.
..Oh? What did she want?
Venus: Him. You know.. Him.
Him? -
..Who's 'him'?
*leaning against the wall*
*crosses arms, yawning*
What on earth are you two going on about? -
*flips the f--- out*
Quin? QUIN.
*turns to face him, all smiling and s--- buuuuut*
*her eyes are completely white*
Venus: *nervous laughter* He's not important. And.. Amelia. And getting our dimension back.
*not even focused on that anymore*
*realllllyyyy happy* -
Yes, hi there..
*moves over, hugging her*
*stares at Venus, narrowing eyes a bit*
He must be someone we know. Which makes him important. Who are you talking about? -
*hugs back*
*she's not gonna let go Quin I hope you know that*
Oh, no, you don't know Lucien-
*eyes widen*
Oops.
Venus: VICTORY OHMYGOD. -
*he doesn't oh well*
*strokes her hair*
No, I don't think I do.. Does anyone else know them? .w. -
*too bad haha*
*snuggles*
Nope! He's a secret.
Venus: Not anymore.. -
Oh well. I won't tell. There's no one to tell, actually.
*pauses*
*and*
..So, why does she want him? Or have him..? Sex slave?
*jesus Quin* -
Victory: You're the only one back..?
Venus: No. Let's just say.. He's special.
Lucien: Special? That's the nicest thing you've ever said about me, Venny!
*and lemme tell you about Lucien*
*he's six foot eight, he's got really nice blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes*
*and swirling black lines covering almost all of his skin*
*he's also wearing only shorts*
*and he's got a little dagger through his hand*
Lucien: *holds injured hand up* I called your mom a half-breed and she attacked me. She's crazy. Put the mutt down. -
No. But everyone's busy doing stuff. They all wave me off.:I I'm the only one who has nothing to do.
*blinks, looking at blonde male*
*totally lost*
..Special in.. A good way? -
Victory: Why? .w.
Lucien: *SNORTS* Good way? No. Not at all. I'm death on feet, my friend. Not even exaggerating.
Venus: ..If he touches you, you die. Simple as that.
Lucien: Can you please fix my hand?
Venus: I'm tempted to say no..
Lucien: ..*moves over, hovering a good hand above Vic's shoulder* -
Quintin: I don't know.. Oh, perfect. *tenses* *slowly moves her out of the way* ..Hold out your hand, palm up. And refrain from touching either of these two while you're at it.
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Victory: *clings to him though*
Lucien: *grins, holding hand out*
Venus: ..Please put a shirt on, while you're at it.
Victory: NO! ..Haha. Um.. I mean, I think this is fine. -
Quintin: ..Nn. *frowns, staring at his hand* .. *poofs up the grabby things, using it to hold his hand steady* *caaaarefully pulls the dagger out* I happen to think he needs a shirt.. So that Dark can steal it from him and we'll have two happy girls. *smirks a bit* Do you need me to figure out how to wrap it up too, or are you fine?
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Lucien: *laughs* No. Anything that touches me for too long gets poisonous as well. No shirt. And no, it'll heal on it's own.
Victory: ..Quin, take off your shirt!
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