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with a taste of your lips, i'm on a ride

Aug 14, 2009 03:17

Day: 5
Characters: Poison Ivy, Carrot Glace
Summary: Crackdown continues -- Ivy will tame Carrot if it's the last thing she does.
Status: closed | incomplete

( with a taste of poison paradise I'm addicted to you, don't you know that you're toxic? )

poison ivy, carrot glace

Comments 4

destructocarrot August 15 2009, 08:11:34 UTC

Carrot was in a bad, bad mood. He'd only just woke up in this place when half the asylum had jumped down his throat, attacking him out of nowhere--he'd felt angry, threatened and closer to the edge than he'd been in a long, long time...and he'd just wanted to relax. Go check out some babes on the beach, maybe. Nap. SomethingThen the announcement had been made, that they were supposed to act like Edelweiss never happened, and Carrot had nearly lost it again. He wasn't normally that stubborn of a guy, but...all he could think of was Tsuzuki, bloody and dying and alone, and he couldn't bear the thought of pretending that never happened. It just...wouldn't be right, to let a guy's memory die like that. He wouldn't let it happen ( ... )

greenesthumb August 15 2009, 09:04:21 UTC

His enthusiasm was... not quite what Pam had been expecting, but at the same time, patients could get like that. He was acting like a man in the desert who had just been offered a glass of water. She'd roll her eyes if it would be situationally appropriate at that moment.

She pushed her hair off her shoulders and jut her hip out, holding out her hand for him to take. Forced a smile, pushed her shoulders back to emphasize her breasts.

"Just follow me. I'll take care of you."

destructocarrot August 16 2009, 02:18:43 UTC

Gleefully, Carrot nodded, eyes following each of the woman's movements as she swept her deep red hair off her shoulder. He almost didn't notice when she extended her hand, too convinced that this was too good to be true.

He'd wised up a bit since leaving Spooner; things had changed, a lot had happened, but there were some fundamental things about him that he couldn't change. His weakness for a good pair of tits and some nice legs was one of them.

He grasped her hand, the smile on his face so wide it was almost painful. "Yeah, you can take care of me! You can totally take care of me, as long as you want!"

greenesthumb August 20 2009, 08:15:00 UTC

Again Ivy wanted to roll her eyes, but she led him by the hand to one of the therapy rooms, sashaying her hips as she walked, before stopping and kicking the room's door open.

Sitting him down, Ivy leaned over him, smiling a caring smile -- though her eyes were half-lidded, apathetic. "I'm Ivy. I'm your nurse-- that means you have to do what I say." She trailed her fingers lightly along the underside of his chin, leaning close to whisper to him.

"Can you do that?"