Twenty-one

[neptune_storm]

[He'd managed through the new age Apocalypse unscathed (mostly, aside from his abdomen that had been clawed into.) while having turned monsters into a new plate of sushi rolls. Not to mention spending a good chunk of that time parading around with frigid ex-wife. Though, he had to admit there had been a moment of agreement if only to keep their own

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[venusingucci]

Just boots? Well, I hope they'll go nicely with the new suit I just finished for you. When can you come by to make sure it fits?

[neptune_storm]

I'm sure they will if your tastes as expensive as mine. Oh, I get to hang all over you at your place this time? Just name the day, sugar and I'll be there.

[venusingucci]

Friday. After five. Most of the grunts have gone home by then, leaving a very big building with very few people.

[neptune_storm]

How well does your voice carry in an empty building, sugar? See you Friday.

[ieter_amumon]

I ate one of those things. Not grilled, mind you, but still. Nasty thing. They don't make for good eating.

[neptune_storm]

Smelled like burnt rubber those bitches, but after one gnawed my side open I should have done more than a bullet between the eyes. It's like eating baby deer. Just tell yourself it's Bambi and it goes down nice and easy.

[ieter_amumon]

As long as I don't have to tell my daughters it's Bambi. Maybe you should come with me on my next hunting trip.

[neptune_storm]

Kids. Really, I like watching them cry. Sounds like I've made a friend, imagine that.