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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/31/2018 1:30:16 AM
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[i]Natalie had grown bored with her contempt state in life.
Well, not exactly. It wasn't her life that bored her, it was the lack of life. There was an aspect of thrill she no longer let in her daily routine, and she knew it. The Manor she lived in was usually filled with guests for parties and other various hosting events, and Amy was there to keep her entertained when nobody else was at the place, or when Nat was too hungover to host. She needed to do something, but she didn't know what - Until, that is, she got an idea. There was something she would do, something requiring her older skillsets of stealth, hopefully.
She donned a deep blue sweater and tights, grabbed her staff, and was out the door only a moment after tossing Amy a keyring, one with access to a variety of things within the house. Natalie went through the streets of her upper-class Trayven neighbourhood, eagerly walking past the numerous neighbours and their lackeys until she had left the district of mansions and estates, entering a much bleaker section of Trayven control.
It was the downtown areas that had given Natalie a sense of rejuvenation. The nightlife wasnt even what attracted her, it was just the district itself. The immesurably tall buildings were a great climb; the back alleys and fire escapes usually had people of all different backgrounds, from street dealers to classy folk getting their fix of women for the evening; and most importantly, there was an old Dojoville PD barrack she liked to snoop around in.
She jogged into the back alley behind the building and found herself slipping through a broken glass window, cutting her sweater's sleeves and ripping small holes all along the shins of her tights. Natalie crept her way through the halls, which were sparse with only a few off-duty officers staying at their stations, until she found herself in their break room. The raven-haired lady grabbed a plastic grocery bag and found the box of doughnuts, putting them inside one by one until it was full. Backtracking was easy, and she had a few more rips of the tights on the side of her thigh and sweater, though none big enough to show any real skin or leave incriminating evidence.
Nat climbed herself up to the roof of the building and emptied the bag off the front side. A pile of chocolate and honey glaze donuts rested in front of their doors; All she had to do now was wait for a cop to return. [/i]
((Open. Just figured I'd pull some shittery with Nat to get her back in the swing of things.))
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"Oh? That's very kind of you, Nat. What're celebrating?"
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[i]"Depends, do you have anything you [b]want[/b] to celebrate?" [/i]
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"Well..." Star kissed Natalie's cheek. "...how about us?"
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[i]"Like, a relationship?" [/i]
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"W-Well, i-it doesn't have to be...I mean, I like y-I mean, I would like to..."
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[i]"-blam!- it, in for a foot in for a mile. I'm up for one." [/i]
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"Really?! I know our last one sort of ended, but we can do it this time, right?" Star's eyes were a bright green now as she hugged Nat. "This'll be fun."
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[i]"Definitely," Nat agreed as she hugged back. "Though one thing, do you care if I -blam!- other people too? I kinda have a thing with Isabella, Amy and Rose." [/i]
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"As long as you always come back to me, that's absolutely fine, Nat. I'd like to meet Amy and Rose though, I don't think I know them."
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[i]"Rose is a friend of mine in the Trayvens, I'm kinda her little side number that her girl doesn't know about. Though Amy is my Squire, want me to get her in here?" [/i]
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"If she's not busy...I wouldn't want to annoy her."
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[i]"Pfft, she's paid to be my bîtch, it's fine." [/i]
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"Oh, okay then. Do you think she could bring me some water? I'm a bit thirsty."
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[i]"One sec." Natalie grabbed a small bell on the table beside her and rang it three times. [url=https://cdna.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/008/099/836/large/jd-styles-golden-03-2.jpg?1510491282]Amy[/url] came walking through the door a few moments after, wearing a black dress and with a tray of water cups. [/i] [b]"You called, Na- Oh, who's your friend?" [/b]
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Star waved to Amy with a friendly smile. "Hello, I'm Star. Nat's uhh..."
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[i]"Girlfriend," Nat finished, gesturing for Any to come over. She set the tray of waters down on a table in front of the couch. [/i] [b]"Isabella will be p-i-s-s-e-d, you know she was super into you." [/b] [i]"Eh, I have my ways with her, and she has her way with me." [/i]
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"I hope she isn't mad, I thought the three of us were good friends." Star took a cup, taking a sip. "I'm also a tad scared of her...she's sorta big."
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[i]"I'm sure she'll be fine. If not, I'll make her and her great thighs happy." [/i]
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"I remember being squished by those thighs...I thought I'd never escape..." Star stared off into the distance, as if having a flashback.
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[i]"...You good?" [/i]
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"Yeah, sorry." Star finished her water before lightly chuckling. "I still feel bad for you because of that bear landing on your back."
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[i]"Yeah what he -blam!- was that about?" [/i] [b]"Bear?!" [/b] [i]"Yeah. Middle of an órgy and the guy I'm banging turns into a -blam!-ing bear on my back, I don't know how I didn't get squished." [/i]
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"I was just happy you were okay, that could've easily killed you."
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[i]"Honestly I was surprised Bella didn't kill him.[/i]
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"Yeah, I think she was too focused on dominating us at the time."
