Communications Specialist // Werew— // 𝘠𝘦𝘩 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝓈𝑜𝒻𝓉, 𝘩𝘶𝘩 @Shadow0n3
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I still follow orders—
—just not yours
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No’ a knife guy the same way one of my coworkers is a knife guy.
[ Musing. Doesn’t have to (and won’t) mention the one strapped to his calf. ]
I’m no’ supposed to really carry off-duty.
[ Again, not off duty, not telling her. ]
Might change tha’ if I’m gonna hang around.
Why not? I do. Don't think you'll meet anyone in these parts who ain't carryin'. You look a little outta place if you ain't.
[A joke. Sort of.]
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!!! Hello?!
“. . .h’lo luv.”
Other hand lifting to stroke her hair. Subtle flex under teeth.
chewing on @gildedhound's arm.
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Not all of them. Some of them are more fond of knives.
[ Shrug, and settling back into lazily massaging at this point. Idle hands and all. ]
Don’t need to carry all the time.
[Her foot twitches. Ticklish.]
Ain't got any guns.
[Staring up at him curiously. There's something...unusual. But she still can't put her finger on it.]
Don't all military dudes got guns?
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“Exactly!” punctuated with a clap of his hands together.
“of course.” she nods once, stretching a little bit.
“ bafoons, i suppose.”
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I mean…I’ll do my best?
[ looking at her, head cocking, then glancing down. Clawtip tickling down to her heel. ]
Can usually handle myself alright.
[She snorts, loud and unladylike.]
Wrong turn alright. Wound up in the worst possible place for tourists. Try not get yourself killed while you're here.
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“Who wouldn’t want a piece of this?”
Gesturing at his lean, lanky frame, top to bottom. He’s a lot more talk than anything. Helps cover up the insecurity.
“ah huh.. yeah, that so?”
her brows raised a big as she stood up, dusting her thighs off.
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Wrong turn. Was looking for Canada.
[ Terrible joke, but he doesn’t feel like talking about recon. ]
I didn't either. You learn real quick, though.
[Shrug.]
Why *are you here then?
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[ SIDE EYE. So normal. Definitely…? ]
I’m no’ offended. Wouldn’t know the first thing about takin’ on cults.
[A sound slips out at the squishing. Almost like a low, deep purr. That's totally normal, right?]
No offense, but I don't think one British guy can do much 'round here by himself. We got a real nasty cult problem, and they're all over the damn place like a case of herps.
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Well no but I don’t have to give them more to yap about.
[ Sniffing. Coming up, lips pursed to peck a kiss to Archie’s lips. ]
Mmmmmmgh. . .the rumors never stopped flying.
[ a smirk as his hand gently ran back and forth on the others head. ]
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“Yeah. I’m a proper badarse. All the lads and ladies want me.”
Claws polished on the chest of his shirt. Preening. Voguing.
she grinned, fully. enough to make her dimples flash and nose scrunch.
“yeah, wouldn’t want to ruin your badass reputation you got goin’ on.”
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[ smaller chomp to the other thigh and then a smooch to Archie’s belly. ]
Yeh keep moaning like tha’ and the rumors’ll start flyin’ again.
Nnnggh
[ a groan escapes him as he feels the other chomp on his thigh. ]
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Uh,
I mean, maybe I could? Probably no’, though. I’m no’ great in a fight.
[ Squish. Squish squish. ]
[She shakes her head with a sigh, seeming to deflate a little.]
Oh. Here I was hopin' you were here to help.
[Little toe wiggle.]
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A faint flush bleeds across his cheekbones as he stares at her before he snorts, flashing fangs with a laugh.
“I can’t be too into it, yeh know? Might ruin the mystique or wotever.”
his blinking only made her laugh—— no, full on giggle just moments later.
“no! no. it just made me chuckle a lil is all. you were practically melted and got up with a cool guy ‘cool’.”
“ but yeah, bless my miracle lap.”
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“Yeah, cool. Wot? Yeh hoping for somefin’ else?”
Owlish, stupid blinking.
“Bless your miracle lap?”
“ cool? ” she snorted a bit, crossing her arms loosely against her stomach.
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Huh. . . .i just got here so I dunno why that is.
[ Shrug! Gently squishing one toe at a time. ]
[She doesn't know him, so shifting in front of him would be a stupid idea. It...would make this a little less weird, though. For him. She's having a blast.]
No one'll touch this place with a ten foot pole, that's why.
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[ He was talking about wolf paws and toebeans. But she doesn’t know that, and he’s not gonna tell her, just lazily scooping up the foot and drawing the tip of a claw down the sole. Pawbeans are more fun, but this is fine. ]
Mm? Weird. Wonder why.
[He brought it up first, but she isn't going to argue with him.
She drops to the floor, laying on her back with a bare foot in his lap.]
Yeah. We have lots of folks come through that are like, cops and shit, but they always disappear. Ain't had military here yet.
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The real deal of wot? Soldiering?
[ Snort. Her beans! That’s what this is about, innit? ]
Oh.
[She blinks down at the hand. His beans or hers?]
So you're the real deal. Interestin'.
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Like radios.
[ Fingers tapping to the spot just above his ear. ]
That and uh…I mean it’s mostly paperwork, if I’m being honest.
[ Plunking down in a seat. Hand out. Beans. ]
[She steps back, scratching at her scalp and further mussing her hair.]
Communications. Like languagin'?
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Yeah, bruv.
Communications. One of the lowest blokes on the totem pole.
[It's completely normal. Sniff sniff SNNFF.]
Grunt? What's that mean? You military or some shit?
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[ Sniffing back, like this is the most completely normal and sensible thing in the world. Huh. Weird. ]
No, ‘cuz I’m just a stupid grunt. I don’t make enough money to be fancy.
I ain't got an accent. I got a drawl.
[Leaning forward with a sniff of her own, but she's sniffing *him.]
You don't smell fancy.
[Come to think of it, she can't figure out *what he smells like. Humans have a pretty noticeable smell, but this is...not that.]
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