✘ Robyn (
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baconstrip2012-01-27 07:16 pm
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❝ infect me with your love and fill me with your poison ❞
❝ permanently public roleplay post ❞
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I guess hints are going nowhere fast. [ But then again is she even surprised—at least Mina can handle this just fine. By shrugging off her lab coat first of all, with a completely nonchalant air. You can practically hear her whistle with the way those lips of hers are puckered up (applied more lipstick than necessary today? You bet). ] But I think you can stand to gain a lot from a bit of…companionship.
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[Are you suggesting she should hire a hooker? 8| Because you seem like the type to suggest that.]
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Are you drunk?
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No one will know, or care. If not in the lab then I'm just as amenable elsewhere. The motel downtown, maybe?
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[do display your scientific prowess 8|]
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Isn't it obvious? [ A light tug, nothing…scandalous. ] You're a little too uptight…
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Sternness is a prerequisite for the job.
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So is de-stressing every once in a while. There's no harm in that.
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But she doesn't try to rush—it's just a slow sway of the hips as she closes the distance between them with a few final steps forward, delicately running her middle finger appreciatively over Une's collarbone, respectfully declining to move her hand even lower for the time being… ]
Is that…an order?
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Wait...
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