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Post by Reiko Nakidori on Aug 28, 2018 15:30:57 GMT -4
"ain't no rest
for the wicked~" Reiko Nakidori • Banshee That’s one note I don’t like to hold for long… Lifting her right hand up and gently massaging the front of her throat after the sound had died down, while the act hadn’t brought her much in the way of pain and would result only in a temporary form of mild discomfort, Miss Nakidori knew better than to be overly reliant on such force as it seemed to quickly lead to her overloading her abilities. Those sound blasts the most potent gift that her quirk had given her, much like shouting with an ordinary voice box eventually her voice would give out and she’d be left croaky and sore, which was no good when one had further singing concerts ahead of her.
“Stay down!” The fellow that had been wielding the bat seemingly floored for good by her attack but the man with mallets for mitts seeming to be made of stern enough stuff to be trying to recover, while her own fists were made of flesh and bone by comparison to hard wood, they still did enough to seemingly knock the character out for good as she strolled over to him and showed off her own straight punch. Perhaps the iron knuckles incorporated into her fingerless gloves in that regard, the guy could have used having a mallet-made face as well given the crack he was given, but even that was something that Reiko could break if she gave it enough welly.
Shit… Did I overdo things? Surveying the scene that she had birthed to make sure that all of her opponents were beaten, as she did so the Banshee couldn’t help but spot the cracks and holes that her quirk had made in the surfaces around her, with the walls to a couple of buildings now having fresh holes in them where brickwork had broken away and deep veins ran through the mortar. Usually tending to hot foot it out of here when scenes like this occurred, this time Miss Nakidori had a reason to stick around for a moment or two of course because of the fellow she had showed up to save.
“Taking a nap huh?” The voice of the vixen seeming a little bit huskier as she stepped over the battleground and looked over the body of the mysterious man known as G, while she didn’t doubt that the emergency services would show up soon and were likely to take care of him, as she looked over the gashes, bumps and bruises he had been given the singer did not feel too predisposed toward letting that happen.
They said “He was supposed to be a big man” like they’d heard of you, G… How do you know thugs like this, huh? Remembering one of the lines she had managed to catch as she charged toward the scene as she looked over the battered body of her new buddy, Reiko reached out toward him and prodded at one of the less damaged parts of his face, before rocking his shoulder, but neither act seemed to rouse him back to the land of the living.
Stood up to a six man beating like it was nothing as well… Next checking for a pulse and pleased to find that despite his injuries that jugular kept hammering away, after doing so the lady with the loud mouth smoothed her hair out patted him down to make sure she couldn’t feel anything that was obviously broken. Certainly no nurse but having dealt with the injuries received both by her father and herself, Miss Nakidori had a layman’s understanding of hurt and was pretty sure that G hadn’t broken his skull or too many of his ribs.
The mystery just keeps on getting deeper, doesn’t it? Sighing and then shaking out her own arms as they began to throb even more prominently due to the fact that not only was the adrenaline in her system beginning to ebb but so too the alcohol, after weighing up her options the brunette decided that even though he had rejected her earlier this man was going to be lucky enough to come back to her apartment tonight. Just not in any kind of state like the lounge singer had expected.
“You… Get me to buy… Your drinks, then have me carry you… home as well!” Speaking in a fashion littered with groans and gaps once she had hooked the arm of her new friend around her neck and began to lift him up like a fireman, as Reiko’s strong and shapely thighs lifted up the weight of both herself and her ‘date’ for the evening, she verbally chided the man she was taking home in spite of the fact that she was pretty certain he couldn’t hear her.
“The keep telling me chivalry is dead and you know… Things like this make me wanna believe em?” Continuing to mutter as she carried a man who was a good foot taller than herself and god knows how much heavier, it was lucky for G really that the dark haired woman was something of a pint sized powerhouse that was for certain. Moving in a slow but purposeful fashion as she lugged the snoozing lump along with her, while her apartment wasn’t that far from Kabukicho to walk, with someone like this across her shoulders the woman knew she was gonna get home with legs like jelly… |
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Post by G Hajimari on Aug 28, 2018 16:03:08 GMT -4
Some unknown time later. He was finally starting to wake up for real. He slowly opened his eyes to see a blurry, white, feminine figure above him. The picture was getting clearer and clearer. He was welcomed to the image of a beautiful woman watching over him. A true angel. What a beautiful image to be blessed with.
He was still sore and in pain. But he weakly spoke up to the misty and hazy angel
"Did I die? Cause girl, you look like an angel to me." he weakly spoke to the divine figure as he reached out for her cheek with his right hand. Yes. Just lightly touching and brushing her cheek. It felt nice and truly angelic. He didnt need an answer. He died and shockingly went to heaven. He was happy. And thus he just closed his eyes to rest a bit more. Believing that he was truly dead, he was unaware that the angel he was caressing was actually Reiko who saved him and brought him to her apartment, not heaven.
But then again, G didnt bother to look anywhere else. His eyes were glued to the 'angel' as his vision didnt actually clear yet
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Post by Reiko Nakidori on Aug 28, 2018 17:01:23 GMT -4
"ain't no rest
for the wicked~" Reiko Nakidori • Banshee “Uuuuwaaaaaahhhh…!” The mouth of Miss Nakidori stretching wider than even when she had unleashed her tremendous attack the night before and tears building up in the corners of her eyes, with her hair loose and a little on the messy side the singer strolled out of her bedroom and yawned rather loudly as she did so.
I should have slept longer, mornings are killer… Smacking her lips together as she walked in a lazy, almost stumbling fashion and hadn’t even bothered to get changed out of her night clothes, the bleary eyed brunette was currently dressed somewhat immodestly in a very loose and baggy white tee shirt that hung off her shoulder and little else aside from her underwear, though her air garment concealed this fact somewhat.
Looks like it’s long gloves for my next few performances… And hold off on the beach trip Lifting her arm up to rub her eyes as she continued to lament the fact that she had elected to get out of bed later than she probably would have liked to do, as she did so the yawning banshee spotted the bruises on her arms from the hits she had taken the evening before and then reached behind herself and winced, feeling a little tender around the back of her ribs as well. Choosing to go and check on the damage in the bathroom mirror and spotting a few bruises across her back as well as she lifted up her long and loose form of improvised nightgown, Reiko let her shirt fall back down and then looked at herself in the mirror for a moment or two, pouting and pulling her sexiest expressions before smoothing her bed hair a bit and heading toward the living room.
I assume Sleeping Beauty opted to either stay on the couch or slip out… Shame either way really. Shaking her head a little as the details of the night before filled her mind as she walked toward the main area of her small apartment and made to inspect the couch, or rather the man that might be resting on top of it, it had to be said that Miss Nakidori did not feel she was a fan of the idea of bringing a man home on an evening and yet spending the night alone. Feeling it something of a waste of a tipsy state and also the urges she seemed to get after letting a bit of her stress and rage loose in a fight, she pouted to herself and then giggled as she slipped into an area of her living space that was dominated by an old but large and comfortable couch which faced toward her TV.
Oh well looks like he didn’t wake up. Well, that’s better than leaving without trying it on, I suppose? Stepping into the space and immediately seeming to smirk as she spied the shape that she had not been sure was still here seeming to be continuing to snooze away merrily on the worn but soft surface that she too had enjoyed many a nap upon, Reiko pulled her hair behind her left ear as she approached and for once showed that she wasn’t wearing her signature earrings, given the trouble and discomfort they might cause while she was asleep. Humming to herself gently as she moved across the room as quietly as she could in order to get a proper look at her lodger, the brunette needed to restrain a giggle as she watched G sleeping because honestly, he looked even cuter when he was peaceful like this.
Maybe not in the league of a blue eyed blonde who can put her legs behind her head, but he isn’t so bad to wake up to either… Smirking at the fellow who was lying on her couch as she leaned over him and saw what was for all intents and purposes an overgrown little boy, underneath the bandages she had wrapped around his head, ribs and arms and with the blood and more importantly the scowl wiped from his face, this new acquaintance actually looked rather innocent when he was sleeping. Certainly several factors, not least his size reminding the woman she was looking at a man, without the perpetual frown she had spied the night before his image was fresh and a little revitalizing in spite of the bandages and the bruises, and despite her languor Miss Nakidori couldn’t help but feel a little more vigorous when she stared at him. That might have been though because she still kind of wanted to jump those bones, which was a temptation only made worse with him all helpless before her, and stripped down to his underwear as well. All she'd need to do was peel back the blanket she had covered him with.
Would he take a good morning kiss the wrong way? Licking her lips lightly as she eyed the bruised and battered boy whom she had brought into her home and weighed up the risk factor in waking him up with the soft kiss he had missed out on the night before, whilst it was an enticing prospect, after being rejected the night before Reiko felt tempted to make G work for such a treat this time. He had that to make up to her after all. Shaking her head at the notion and choosing instead to simply observe the guy, with a soft expression the singer lingered and was happy to see that it didn’t seem to take too long for him to stir and return to the waking realm. However, the first thing he said put her in stitches.
“An angel…? Ahahahahahaaaaaa! You’re a funny guy!” Blinking in surprise as those icy eyes looked toward her dizzily and then breaking into a loud guffaw as she processed the line she was delivered, while the hilarity made the bruises around her ribs hurt, Miss Nakidori couldn’t help but chuckle at the sleepy remark and even went as far as to rap the thigh of this smooth customer with her palm.
“While it might have felt like heaven, given how badly I wanted a piece of you last night, I’d hardly say I have an angelic bone in my body!” Grinning like a cheshire cat at the fact that she had been called an angel and the comment certainly doing nothing to harm the chances of her house guest getting a kiss in the near future, the brunette took a step or two back and planted her rear on the coffee table as she waited for G to recover a little more of his senses… |
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Post by G Hajimari on Aug 28, 2018 17:37:03 GMT -4
The voice, the words, the responce. It all shot him awake when he recognized Reiko's voice. His vision finally sharpened as he saw the woman from last night
"H-huh??" he looked around confused, to see he's in an apartment. One that did not belong to him.. He also noticed he was on a couch, covered with a blanket. And from what he was feeling, he wasnt wearing his clothes. He tried to sit up but couldnt
"W-what happened?" he grabbed his head "Ugh...I walked home... saw thugs... went to take care of it... and my quir-...oh" he recounted what happened and remembered that Goliath was gone. Nevertheless he looked to the side and tried to summon him once more, make him appear beside Reiko.
Attempt 1 didnt produce anything. Attempt 2 was the same, the more of nothing. But his frantic 3rd attempt did materialize something. Or at least was beginning to. It was the same white glowing orb. It was about 40cm tall. But this time it was taking shape. The small orb took the form of a silhouette, something akin to a small bipedal lizard or dinosaur which looked like it was holding something. But his Quirk failed him and he didnt manage to materialize his new Spirit Animal. It was still developing
"Goliath? Are you really gone... Did I fuck up?... I did. Did I" G thought to himself as his gaze shifted from Reiko to his hands. He was unable to use his quirk. Great... another tragedy. And those dumb thugs failed to kill him.
Wait, the thugs.
He looked at Reiko "Who got rid of those thugs?"
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Post by Reiko Nakidori on Aug 28, 2018 19:39:10 GMT -4
"ain't no rest
for the wicked~" Reiko Nakidori • Banshee @tag • 1074 Words • notes “Easy, easy, big guy… Last night you were the one who took a big pounding, as hard as that might be to believe…” The hand of the honey with the husky voice moving forward and settling lightly on the shoulder of her house guest to steady him as he tried to struggle, it was impossible for Reiko to not take the situation in the direction of tease town. Usually the type who tended to flirt or joke to try and distract people from more serious situations, while the almost named man on her couch seemed to be out of life threatening danger, he was sure to be sore for more than a few days after this.
“I brought you back to my place, you lucky dog~” Checking over G’s body quite thoroughly while he was out cold on his couch as well as an amateur could, while she didn’t reckon he had suffered any serious breaks or organ damage as she could tell from looking up things on the internet, he was still in a hell of a bad way and might need to stay with her for more than one night really before he could get away.
Take care of it? So he did go after them then… Maybe we’re birds of a feather more than I thought then? Eeying the wounded soul curiously as he began to look through his mental browser history and recount incidents that she did and did not know about, Miss Nakidori felt tempted to tease her lodger further about the way he skipped out on him, but found she became distracted as he gave up details to fill in his mystery as he did so.
Points for effort if not method, I suppose… A smirk washing over the face of the singer as she digested this new piece information, while her brow arched a little at the fact that he had seemed to get into a battle way over his head, in a weird way the woman still felt appreciative of the fact that he had at least tried. It was reckless for sure given how he had ended up, or at least how it had appeared to the brunette, but still the kind of foolhardy bravery she enjoyed.
Is he feeling bad about putting me out or something? Next finding herself a little bit confused as the slightly incoherent fellow seemed to drift out of the conversation and started to look away from her with a troubled and almost strained expression, Reiko lifted her hand up and stroked her lip softly as she tried to figure out this eccentric stranger she had brought home, finding him far more intriguing than television in the daytime if nothing else.
“Wait, what are you…?” Musing over her man-shaped mystery until something nearby began to give off light like a lamp the confusion of the girl grew as she wondered what was happening but guessed that G was responsible.
Testing his quirk maybe? Mentioning the night before that he was a quirker like she was as the girl recalled and now seeming to have the ability to create and shape orbs of light, the young singer guessed from this demonstration that her guest possessed some kind of photonic ability or something similar and looked between the creation and the face of the white haired man as he tried conjured it.
“It’s OK honey bun. You’ve been through a lot so don’t try too hard… I’m sure with some rest it will get easier?” Not exactly sure what G expected to happen when he activated this apparent ability but sensing from the dejection he showed afterward that he was disappointed with the result, Miss Nakidori slid her hand down to wrap around his gently and offered a little sincere reassurance.
“Rome wasn’t built in a day and all that, so just give yourself a chance to recover… And don’t worry about it. Quirks can be weird things after all.” Tilting her head a little way so that her hair fell across the shoulder that she had exposed and smiling, after the craptacular night he had the evening before, it only seemed fair that she be a little nice to him. Hell if she’d been turned black and blue then Reiko would certainly want someone looking out for her, so she offered the softest smile and most supportive things that she could think of and hoped it helped her new friend not to worry too much.
“Oh, well I’d say that would be pretty obvious, isn’t it?” Grinning at the next question she was asked by the man and winking teasingly in response to it, usually because she had to dash away from her ‘night job’ Miss Nakidori didn’t get much of a chance to bask that much in that sweet warmth that was appreciation, but today she knew she could indulge herself.
“Naturally a girl like me is far from being just a very pretty face~” Feeling a little giggly as she wryly confessed to acting on his behalf and getting G out of the hot water he had found himself in, with a beaming smile the girl twisted slightly in her seat and tugged up the sleeve of her shirt to show off the definition her muscles got when she flexed, but the attention she drew to her arms probably also highlighting the bruising they had received as well.
“I’m the type of girl who is a knockout no matter what she does, whether it be wowing crowds on a stage or pummelling crooks on the street!” Not exactly fully understanding why she felt as if she could trust this character whom she had loaned her couch but feeling a little bit giddy because the circumstances meant that she could demonstrate a side to him that she hid from most others, it felt almost liberating for Reiko to tell someone she was a woman who defied the law to fight crime.
“Though naturally, now I’ve told you that, I might have to kill you~” Of course not covering every detail of her conversation, with a tone that was sure to imply how much she was joking with what she said, the coquettish confessor raised a finger to her lips in a kind of ‘keep it quiet’ fashion and winked at her guest for good measure. However, she couldn’t really picture him going around blabbing her secrets around town all the same… |
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Post by G Hajimari on Aug 29, 2018 1:42:18 GMT -4
He did blush a bit when she said she brought him back to her place and called him a lucky dog. Something about the way she said it, made him blush
Later when he tried to summon his Spirit Animal Goliath and failing caused him much distress. But the lovely host told himto easy up, rest up. Something about Rome not being built in one day. She reassured him that all would be well if he rested upand gave him her warmest smile. Which did calm him
And then when he asked who or what took care of those thugs. The answer surprised him. Reiko did. He couldnt belive it honestly, but when she tugged the sleeve of her shirt, he did see that she had some muscle. But then she jokingly said that she had to kill him
"Kill me with kindness I hope" he joked a bit "But joking aside... from what I saw, you're no pro hero. So...you're a Vigilante? How come I never saw you on the chat?" he asked as he scratched his head
And then after that he asked
"I think.... I wont be able to get up for a while. So.... I mean... what do we do or what do I do?" he then jokes again "Am I gonna die from boredom instead to keep your secret?"
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Post by Reiko Nakidori on Aug 29, 2018 9:22:25 GMT -4
"ain't no rest
for the wicked~" Reiko Nakidori • Banshee “Well, you play your cards right and you never know just what sorts of kindness you might receive…” There feeling something different about G once he had woken up compared to the night before, the light jokes he used seemed a world away from his sullen and guarded behaviour he had shown in the bar, revealing a fun side that Reiko had hoped for and was naturally glad to receive.
It’s nice to see he’s not all frowns and regret, he should focus on his fun side more often if you ask me… The type who also loved to play that flirtatious game of innuendo ‘chicken’, the friendlier her partner got the more the singer loved to tease them, which tended to escalate to situations that were more than verbal. Not that she would mind in this case, especially after getting a look at those abs and his tattoos.
“Vigilante? I suppose I am. I’ve never really used that term to describe myself too closely, I tend to just do what I feel I need to do, even if it does end up breaking some badly planned laws…” Flicking her hair out and then looking toward the ceiling slightly as she confirmed the fact that she had no license for the fighting she was doing the previous eve, Miss Nakidori tended to be something of a lone wolf in her efforts since she felt that banding together with people would be more of a drag than a blessing, and as such hadn’t considered herself to be anything more than a girl with a personal sense of justice and the balls to act on that.
“The life of a professional had some appeal, but I like to do things my own way and sometimes… Well, let’s just say I might not show as much restraint as a lawman is probably supposed to?” For the most part finding that the prospect of joining teams and operating under other people’s guidelines would be like chains that held her down, while the ever confident magenta-eyed mistress felt she could probably get through whatever physical tests were needed to qualify for a professional position, even the idea of a steady government pay check didn’t sway her.
The last thing I’d need is some stuffy bureaucrat breathing down my neck, I’d rather have to sing topless than that. Ultimately, this bird didn’t like being caged up, either by systems or other people.
“Chat? What do you mean by that? Are you saying there’s some kinda get together for would-be crook crushers?” Blinking as she was asked why the white haired man hadn’t caught wind of her before in some sort of conversational scenario by the sounds of things, honestly the free bird that was Reiko Nakidori had never even conceived of such a scenario let alone considered it.
So, he is like me then, in his own way? Usually not the type to quickly share the details of her secret life with strangers since it seemed an easy way to get your cover blown, the brunette licked her lips as she picked up on the hint that G was of a similar antiheroic ilk as herself.
Looks like we get to keep one another’s naughty little secret. That’s actually kind of hot, now I think about it… Suspecting this was the reason she felt draw to trust him since they both felt like they had something to hide, while it had been risky revealing who she really was, in that moment it felt a little rewarding too. Like she could drop her mask a bit.
“Yeah, I’d imagine I’m stuck with you for a little while… I hope you’re grateful to me for being such a great host!” Grinning as the lad with ice in his eyes realized the predicament he was in and unable to resist the urge to gloat over the fact that he was for all intents and purposes at her mercy, the wicked singer gripped the coffee table she was sitting on with her hands and then lifted her smooth and sexy legs in turn to rest lightly across his stomach in a sort of ‘for now I own you’ kind of gesture, thought she did giggle quite heartily at the next remark he made.
“Heeheeheeheeheehee! Well, with a guy and a girl both half naked and cooped up together, my mind does tend to go in a certain direction when considering notions of ‘entertainment’~” Flashing a broad grin at her lodger as he questioned what they were going to do with one another and naturally the mix of amusement and attraction she felt leading the red eyed woman in a particular direction, after winking at G rather suggestively she hummed to herself softly and flicked out her loose brown hair as she waited for him to make the next move… |
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Post by G Hajimari on Aug 29, 2018 10:21:07 GMT -4
"I may not know, but I can guess" he said With Reiko and her appartment holding his attention. G could not think about Susu nor Kasey, thus allowing him to somewhat stabilize and somewhat return to normal.
But when they spoke about their profession. It seemed that Reiko disliked the term. So he used another one
"Vigilante not a good term? How about a good samaritan?" that was G's alternative term for the same thing. And in his opinion more noble. Vigilantism seemed better then what Pro Heroes are.
Reiko explained that the life of a professional had SOME appeal, but honestly, she does things her way. G nodded. But then she took note of what he said before. Chat.
"Yea. A chat. Chatroom. Its like a super secret app being able to be found or accessed through word or mouth. I mean, if you wanna chill with people like us. Its handy. You dont have to be all 'super cereal' about it. You can do whatever. But I guess you could also use it for trying to call backup or whatever. From what I saw, usually its pretty quiet or chill. Not much people on there since its so secret. If you want, I can download it for you" he said
And then he said "Im a Vigilante like you. Usually I would've took care of those losers no problem. But as you saw. My Quirk doesnt work properly" he said that last par mildly annoyed, he didnt wanna divulge why he didnt just fought hand to hand. He kept the positive mood as much as he could
Then they moved to lighthearted stuff. Reiko grinned when she said that she hopes he's greatful for having a great host. She then gripped the coffee table she was sitting on. Lifted her legs and rested them across his stomach
"Kinky" was all he could think of
She then giggled a bit and made a good point. A guy and a girl both half naked and cooped up together. She said her mind tends to go places
"Does it now? Does it go in the same places my does." truly, a guy and a girl both half naked in the same room could only lead to one place. And honestly. His method of coping or cheering up were booze and women. And he did see a woman infront of him. One with a nice body and amazing melons.
"So.... you thinking what I'm thinking?"
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Post by Reiko Nakidori on Aug 29, 2018 14:30:04 GMT -4
"ain't no rest
for the wicked~" Reiko Nakidori • Banshee “Wow, seems like vigilantes aren’t the disorganized rabble of anarchists that the media makes them out to be, huh?” Nodding at the explanation that she was offered about the chat system that apparently some civilized soul had set up for the people who didn’t need a license to do good, Reiko couldn’t help but smile at the term ‘super cereal’ since it seemed pretty far removed from the vocabulary of the man she had been getting to know the night before.
“Naturally we’re both duty bound to keep each other’s naughty secrets too, aren’t we? Not that I mind the idea of being at each others mercy, so to speak...” The hardness and much of the guard he had shown seeming to have been beaten away by the thugs last night, while he had ended up in a sorry state as a result, the brunette actually felt a tinge of appreciation for the point that such a mishap had led to.
“Well, I’m not really the type who wants to have her own band. I prefer to have the stage to myself but… I suppose if you’re on there, it might be useful in future if I need you help with certain kinds of problems…” The girl wearing a grin a mile wide as she confessed the biggest draw about this apparent network of crime fighters was the fact that it might put her into contact with G if she wanted to see him again, her tone grew even more playful as she mentioned asking him for help, hoping he would pick up the hint on the kinds of situations she might need a big strong man for.
“Naturally, it’s a courtesy I’d extend in return, whenever we were facing similar ‘hardships’… That’s what friends are for, right?” Not having had a booty call who was quite as impressive a specimen as this big, strong fellow in quite some time, Miss Nakidori was eager to explore such an idea even if she didn’t particularly feel like getting involved with the vigilante community as a whole, though maybe there would be more rough and tough bad boys on this network? She could only hope.
“You know, I’m starting to suspect it does indeed go the same place your mind does, and that’s definitely a happy prospect…” Licking her lips as next the stray she had picked up last night showed a confidence inspiring common path in his mind that Reiko was quite keen on following, she let her legs slowly drag off the abs and planted them on the floor so that she could stand up and eye her lodger with clear lust.
“And this time I don’t think you’ll be able to skip out on me either, so… You’re all mine.” Stepping forward and resting her knee on the couch as she leaned over him, the singer ran the tip of her index finger down the cheek of her house guest and gave a gentle cuddle, looking into his eyes as she quite plainly claimed him and then grabbed his jaw with both hands to prevent a repeat of his escape from the night before.
And I'm gonna make sure we both enjoy that fact~ Their first real kiss no longer the scene of a slow building concert crescendo but rather something fast and hard like a good rock tune, Miss Nakidori lunged forward intent of taking G’s lips as her own and kissing him hungrily, every ounce of the tension that had been built up with their dealings before returning tenfold as the Banshee became a lioness looking to claim her prize… |
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Post by G Hajimari on Aug 29, 2018 15:52:37 GMT -4
"We arent just some... whatevers. We got experience. Hell, I even teamed up with 1 Vigilante to save a Pro Hero. A messy hostage situation. If we were anarchist. We wouldnt get anything done. Dont believe the media. We all train like real heroes. Hell... we're even better. We're all self made, right? We didnt need a fancy school to make us." he said
Not that he's belittleing UA. But there's just something about Vigilantes to him. Good people going out of their way to help innocent and hurt civillians...No... not just civllians.. human beings, heroes in need. Vigilantes would help anyone. They werent backed by the goverment or some schools. They did it through their own hard work. A good deed was their reward. Not money nor fame. At least, thats how G saw it and viewed Vigilantes and Vigilantism. Thats how he lived it. Just getting bad guys and saving people. No interviews, no photos, no fame. Nothing. Just a simple life
Of course, Reiko did not need to worry about her secret. It was safe in his hands... or mind. though, it was a shame he missed her in action.
"I guess I'll go on and live more. This is... interesting" he thought to himself as he regained back his will
Reiko with the use of metaphores of stage and bands and solo Just told G she prefers to work alone. He understood that. Maybe even he was a loner. But over the years, he got sick of that and wished to try and team up with people. Although, he only successfully teamed up with Toma or.. Sunhawk was it?
"Probably the only decent guy I met in my life" G thought... that was his opinion on Toma. Thinking about it. It was weird for him to get along with a guy, it was a new and bizarre experience for sure
"Well... I see... I understand. You can be a solo show. But if a singer ever needs a guitarist. I'll be happy to help" he said and used the same metaphor as her. If she needed someone to help her on the stage, he'd gladly be there. Aka he'd gladly help her fight bad guys. Although G got ahead of himself as his Quirk was still on the fritz.
He didnt wanna ignore Reiko to try it again. He kept his attention on her
"Well... yea. If you needed help I'd totally bring you to my place and do what I can. Although, I gotta say. Im glad its me and not you. I dont think I have a healing touch like you. My hands are meant to hurt rather then heal" G explained, of course he'd return the same courtesy to her. Although he hoped he would not ever see her injured
After that it seemed the two adults had the same idea. G was a bit nervous. Part of him was. He just said he didnt want to risk anything. But the other half was like 'FUCK IT!!'
He felt he had nothing to lose. If she wanted a piece of him, he'll deliver. Even though he's sore from a beating
"This will be interesting." he thought as the idea of doing it, when he was still hurting was... well... if thats what both parties wanted, he'd be damned if a bit of pain stopped him. He took the moment and kissed the Vigilante woman, just as hungry or if not even more then her. If she was a lioness, he was still a monster, a beast.
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Post by Reiko Nakidori on Aug 29, 2018 16:51:11 GMT -4
"ain't no rest
for the wicked~" Reiko Nakidori • Banshee Now that’s what I’m talking about… The contrast between the two kisses as clear as the difference between state of the day in which they had occurred, as the far friendlier fellow she had met at her show the night before surrendered to their common want, Reiko purred and pushed her lips into his more deeply, thirsting for that hot passion they were sharing like it was something she needed to survive. Hands of her husky honey drifting from his jawline and gripping the back of G’s head by his short scruffy locks, she pushed herself forward hungrily, not giving an inch in this battle and wanting the white haired man to know that was how she rolled. She wasn’t some blushing schoolgirl or retiring wife, this brunette was powerful and passionate and would chew up and spit out anything that couldn’t handle her.
“I gotta say, I was surprised you passed this up last night in favour of your other activity, but seems those thugs beat a little sense into you, didn’t they?” Breaking from the kiss with a gasp and eyeing those icy-irises with a gaze that was filled with desire and promises that would not go unfulfilled, Miss Nakidori let one of her hands droop to the girly blanket she had thrown over her would-be lover the night before to keep him warm and gripped it firmly, wrenching the item off that sculpted bod and enjoying the image that was revealed.
“Mmmmm… Even banged up that looks like an amazing sight~” No longer even bothering to guard her interest as she looked over what she had uncovered and feeling shiver run up her spine as she did so, a smirk swept across the face of the feisty femme and she continued to kiss her man while letting her free hand explore those brick-like sections in his stomach teasingly.
“Last chance to pull out now, cause I won’t take no for an answer after I get started…” The action driving her wild as she felt how firm his stomach was even as he relaxed on her couch, with a growl the girl mounted her prize like a stallion, straddling his hips on top of the couch and more than happy to put the work in while he was feeling tired and hurt. Flashing him a grin and a wild look in her eyes as she gave the boy whom she had ensnared in her apartment one last chance to change his mind, as she did so the young woman licked her lips hungrily, showing no signs of backing down and making it plain that this was the most that she could do to hold herself back. But even then she couldn’t resist the urge to make her intentions a little more tempting.
“And not to sway your decision too much, but if you duck out now…” Grinning like the cat who got the cream already and finding the idea that a guy could get to this stage of physical intimacy and keep his head about him, though it was more out of a desire to show off than anything, Reiko reached down to the bottom of her white Tee shirt and tugged it free to reveal the frame beneath it.
“This is what you’ll be missing out on~” Tossing her gown away and pulling her hair back behind her ears as she revealed both pieces of the lacy set of a black bra and matching panties she had been wearing since the night before as well as the assets she had been ‘hiding’ with the white item, with no degree of shame and actually quite a swell of pride the young woman showed off the mix of curviness and honed muscle that was her body, rather confident that it would be a prize no sane man could ever think to refuse… |
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Post by G Hajimari on Aug 29, 2018 17:37:40 GMT -4
"She may not be an angel. But this still is a little piece of heaven" G thought to himself as he kissed her. She may think he turned a 180 and perhaps he did. But maybe he just felt like he had nothing to lose now, so he gave in his animal instincts. He still had no idea why would a hit chick like this want him. Especially when she met him at his sorry state. That was not how he wanted to get to know someone.
The two broke the kiss to gasp for some air. Reiko spoke first, since G didnt know what to say to her. And as G expected, she mentioned last night. She was surprised that he decided to pass it out
"Oh yea...now I gotta deal with that shame" he thought to himself, ashamed for what he done. He tried to wing it though
"Yea, but I doubt we'd be able to do this in a bar" he said to her
When she mentioned jokingly that the thugs beat some sense into him, really all G could do was agree
"I guess they did"
Then Reiko removed the blanket that covered him and got a good look at his body
"Like what you see,eh?~" he played it off cool. Ok, if there was one thing he could brag about, it was his body. Sure he came up with his over the top title of the Manliest and Sexiest Man God Among Men. But hey... he had the body to back up that goofy semi serious title.
Reiko seemingly liked the sight too and said that even banged up he looks amazing
"You could say its part of the charm. The bruises only make it look better" and once again, he tried to play it off cool. Turn the cons of having bruises into pros.
Now she gave him a last chance to back off, otherwise its a zone of no return
"Lewd" he thought, imagining some poor sap wanting to stop, but passing Reikos point of no return where she doesnt take no for an answer. Actually imagining that seemed hilarous. He was never really dominated by a woman. Just her mounting him was odd. Usually he'd be the alpha male and everything would go his pace. But this was new and different, she was sorta taking charge. He wasnt sure if it meant this was a change for the better or worse. But if theres one thing that he knew. What improves his mood best is either a woman or booze
"Are you kidding me? At this point, it'd be a sin to back off" he said honestly. She then tossed her gown away, he saw her bod, and those bra and panties. He stood corrected "Did I say that it'd be a sin to chicken out now? No no. It would be a crime against humanity if I backed off now"
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Post by Reiko Nakidori on Aug 29, 2018 19:12:00 GMT -4
"ain't no rest
for the wicked~" Reiko Nakidori • Banshee Just smell that cheesy goodness~ Humming to herself happily as she stood in front of the microwave and watched what was left of yesterday’s takeout pizza dinner turning around and around and around, it had to be said that the experience that Miss Nakidori had post disrobing had left her in a pretty good mood.
I’m no Marta Stuart but I know a thing or two about making a man happy, that's for sure... Naturally she was also a little tired, very sweaty, rather hungry and sore in spots that it’s probably best not to mention, but for the most part as she waited for something to fill at least one of those discomforts now in nothing more than the white shirt she had plucked off earlier on, she was focusing on the positives and practically glowing because of it.
“A-Ah, hot! Grub’s up lover boy!” The pleasing little ding from the machine in front of her making the smile she wore even wider, as she opened the door to her device and pulled out something that made her wince because of the temperature it carried the dark haired woman called out to her lodger happily, finding a delightful irony in the activity she was performing.
Wait, shit, I'm not actually enjoying this, am I? Giggling to herself and barely noticing the scolding temperature of the leftover slices as she divided them up between two plates and then stuffed a bag of potato chips underneath her arm to carry them through, in a weird way she felt a little bit like a wife who was taking care of her man, and at that realization the microwave chef had a horrifying realization. Playing house didn't feel that bad right now.
Well I suppose since I’m stuck with him for a couple of days, it would be awkward if I gave him the cold shoulder afterward… He better not get too used to this though. I’m a bird who flies free… Usually the type to love them and leave them so she didn’t get attached or more importantly they didn’t get attached to her, Reiko found her usual approach rather stifled by the fact that her guest would be forced to crash on her couch for a few days before he was healed up enough to leave, and this had prompted a different method really.
Maybe I should drop the darlings and sweethearts just in case it sends the wrong message? Ignoring the fact that the raunchy little workout they had engaged him might have made his injuries worse of course, though the roommate situation was something that was new to her and for the time being novel, at the same time the brunette mentally made sure she would be able to ditch the situation the second it became advantageous to do so.
It’s a shame given how well we seem to get along, certain areas of interest especially, but I’m not ready to make a nest. Not sure I ever will be. Not disliking G one bit and in fact her worries coming from the fact she might have gotten a little too much of a smitten kitten too quickly, while she might have wanted to say that her reluctance to go beyond a physical connection was for the best of both of them, really it was a selfish design meant to protect herself. Remembering the pain she had felt when she lost the most important person in the world to her and worrying that if she let someone get close enough they might be torn away again, behind the smile and the songs, the wit and the whimsy, the girl was terrified of being hurt. Sure she could shrug off a hit from a baseball bat, but leaving opening up and leaving herself vulnerable. That could make her hurt in ways she had no way to toughen herself against.
“Breakfast or lunch or whatever is up, sweet… G.” Slipping into the front room with the plates in her hands and the chips tucked beneath her wing, as naturally the character of the young singer moved back into that playful and charming manner in which she felt so comfortable, Miss Nakidori forced herself to remember the mental conversation she had while preparing the food and stifled herself a little so as to avoid giving a false impression.
“You must think you’re the luckiest man alive getting waited on by a gorgeous gal like me, but don’t get used to it. Once you’re up to the job, you can start fetching me dinner instead~” Unable to resist that impulse to joke around however as she laid out the plates on the table, the brunette flashed her companion a cheeky grin as she did so and let her red gaze linger on his face for a second or two, as if G was going to tell her she was a good girl or something along those lines. Like she’d just prepared a meal for the last guy she shared an apartment with; her father… |
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Post by G Hajimari on Aug 30, 2018 5:00:48 GMT -4
Well... yesterday or whatever it was. It was literally something. G sort of lost track of time since being with Reiko. He was sore all over and he wasnt sure was it still from that thug beating or from his prior activity. Whatever it was, he felt kind of good. G looked at his phone and saw a text message from Chise. Which he decided not to answer. It wasnt the time nor the mood. He could play it off as if he didnt see it
Now onto Reiko. This woman.
"This woman. I dont know what her deal is. But its like her Quirk is making me eat my words. I tell myself Im not a masochist and that I wont be roped in these shennanigans anymore. And look what happened. Everything opposite." he thought to himself
Just then, he heard Reiko say that the grub is ready
"Yea..I'm coming!" G said as he was about to get up from the couch. He wasnt some sissy bound to a couch. He was gonna get his meal like a man and deal with the pain.
Althoug, since only occupying the couch, he didnt quite know the layout of the apartment yet. So he kind of wandered and tried to follow her voice or sounds.
He then finds Reiko in the front room with plates in her hand and chips under her wing
"Sweet G. No one ever called me that before" he joked a bit, thinking that was her nickname for him and not some abrupt pause
Reiko then told him You must think you’re the luckiest man alive getting waited on by a gorgeous gal like me, but don’t get used to it. Once you’re up to the job, you can start fetching me dinner instead~"
G expected that, it was normal. So he just nodded and said "Deal"
Though, he thought about ditching this place as soon as he got better. He didnt want to stay at Reiko's house and be a moocher
"I'll need to pay her back. And not just by sex. I mean really do something. I guess I could pay her for those drinks she bought me.. or maybe a giftbasket?....maybe a giftbasket with wine?" he thought
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Post by Reiko Nakidori on Aug 30, 2018 9:17:02 GMT -4
"ain't no rest
for the wicked~" Reiko Nakidori • Banshee “W-Well, sometimes a girl likes to get creative, especially when she only knows a person by a single syllable…” The little correction she had made earlier on apparently something that had led to an unintentional term of endearment, the cheeks of Miss Nakidori showed a tiny bit of redness as her mistake was picked up by the man but she quickly came up with an excuse to play the term off with.
“Unless you’d rather I start repeating some of those things I was calling you earlier on, in the heat of the moment?” Caught off guard a little but recovering quickly, someone who performed in front of crowds didn’t stay rattled for long and quickly opted to twist the conversation chain to an area where she felt more comfortable and in control. The brunette didn’t want her house guest thinking she had become sweet on him, even if despite her objections she had just a little.
“Ohohoho~ Now that’s what I like to hear… Men should know their place after all~” Surprised a little bit that the joke she had made about waiting on him had apparently been taken more seriously than she intended it to be and even more so the fact that he accepted it so easily, all the same it made Reiko smile to know he could be so compliant, though she supposed that he had already proved that fact in the aforementioned heated instances.
“Maybe if you do a good job, I’ll even consider letting you stay on a bit, Jeeves~” Licking her lips as she looked over to him and leaned forward to lightly pat his head like the man was some kind of pet, the nearly naked lass neither noticed nor would have much cared for the fact that her position and the wide neck of her tee shirt ensured a rather deep view of her cleavage as she did so. Though again she quickly realized that an act that was supposed to be playfully patronizing could be taken as a sign of affection and didn’t let the action linger for too long.
“Well I suppose we’re going to need something to wash this down with, aren’t we?” Straightening as she decided that stroking the hair of the handsome stud she had fooled around with not too long ago might be sending a message she didn’t want to give out, as she pulled her hand away and crossed her arms around her waist, the singer paused for a second before finding an excuse to create some distance between herself and her lodger and then marched away from the front room quickly.
It’s like walking a tightrope. This stuff comes so easily to me that half the time I don’t even realize I’m doing it… The brow of the beauty furrowing as she turned away from G and headed toward the fridge, in a way she cursed internally at how gifted she was in the art of seduction and perhaps also lamented the fact that she had never really ‘done’ this phase of a relationship before.
Gotta try harder not to lead him on. This setting if 'girlfriendy' enough really! A bit like uncharted territory, the men who she jumped on for fun tended to either be discreet enough to not hit this whole hanging out phase so Reiko found herself at something of a loss of how to deal with her guest when she couldn’t just fake a deep sleep and wait for him to leave.
Just gotta act like a buddy. Maybe put the TV on and joke about some broad's ass or something? Isn't that how guys hang out? In a weird way she wished he was a woman or something, like that girl in the other apartment, since things seemed to be cooler and more casual in her sexual experience with them.
This rocking bod and raw sexual magnetism can be a curse for me at times. A wonderful one sure, but a curse~! Males tended to fall into two groups really; those who would hit it and quit it like she liked, or those who got a taste for things and became clingy. She could only hope G was the former.
“Well, it’s not exactly on par with that imported stuff that a certain ‘angel’ bought you last night, but it’s certainly better than that cheap shit, that’s for sure~” Returning from the fridge with about a half dozen bottles of beer gripped between her fingers at varying angles, Miss Nakidori once again felt the urge to verbally tease her new friend as she returned to the table and set them down in turn in front of him. Generally preferring the smooth taste of something with a higher volume and more thorough production process in her alcohol but carbonated beverages making an acceptable change of pace every now and then, given the fact that she had pretty much only water in a tap as an alternative she expected she had made the right decision, especially when one considered how G had been knocking back the booze the night before. A little alcohol would also help with his discomfort as well, she supposed.
“Soooo, whaddaya wanna do now? Watch some TV? Listen to some music?” Slipping onto the end of the couch near her wounded house guest and pulling her knee up in front of herself to cuddle as she wondered how they might while away the time to refuel before possibly engaging in another round of that more energetic pastime, Reiko tilted her head toward the man in her living room and looked at him expectantly. Usually the type who tended to lounge around lazily during the day when she didn’t have the energy or interest to go out and buy groceries or learn the tunes and lyrics to expand her repertoire, she wasn’t really used to entertaining folk away from the stage and honestly didn’t know enough about G to know what he might like to do for fun. Well, aside from have sex, that is. |
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