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Luca popped another bubble with a sharp snap. "That would only be true if I found you attractive." She deadpanned with a cute tilt of her head. Her smirk grew. A cat playing with a mouse it caught by the tail.
Luca popped another bubble with a sharp snap. "That would only be true if I found you attractive." She deadpanned with a cute tilt of her head. Her smirk grew. A cat playing with a mouse it caught by the tail.
(OOF)
(OH SHITTTTTTTTTTT
Forget Casey, I would totally date Luca)
(Luca may be sexy as hell and such but she's a lil savage.)
Sol snorted. Scott had been turned down many times before, he was a flirt, and he knew when he was defeated. "Fair enough," He said before turning away.
"So, that was Scott." Sol stepped forward. "He's harmless. There's some other guys here who will flirt too, so be warned. The buffer the cockier."
If I dated any of the characters, I would choose Sam, mainly cause he's nicer than everyone else and I wouldn't be as scared that the next thing I say will set someone off and they'll reck me))
(insert k meme)
(ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Scott gave up too easily. Luca needs to slice a man into his proper place.)
"It's not like I haven't been here before, Sol, it's just been awhile." Luca laughed, as she stepped towards the gymnastics section of the gym. "Besides, I can handle my own." She stuck her tongue out before flipping elegantly onto the mat.
Seth groaned. "They always want the fat man…." He muttered with a sigh. He looked to Casey. "I know what you're talking about, don't hint at it like I'm stupid. What do you want?" His mood had switched entirely, as it had a tendency to do when he was brought into the mix of things.
"Oh do not worry Seth. You were correct in thinking I want your services. I still do. People can be useful in many different ways." Casey's smile was malicious as her eyes bore into Seth, noticing every shift of his person. "Like you for example." She looked out the window. "Tell me about the services you normally give to people. Or better yet tell me what services you think you can give me."
(Ay TT did you want to have Cam and Sam interact?)
yeah sure!
(Alrighty. How do you want them to come across each other? Oh maybe they could be friends! (It’d be so nice and pure))
(it'd be cool if they were friends, but Cam told Sam that he was going to get in the way of everything, so that may take some time)
(Yeah that’s true. Cam is an asshole.)
(an adorable asshole)
(He isssssss)
(Anyway let me type up something)
(sure)
Cameron set down a half-made knife mold, rising and grabbing his cold tea and plate. And a few other dishwares he had stored up. He carried them out of his forge, forgetting there was still another human in the apartment with him.
Sam could hear loud noises coming from the hallway, and perplexed, opened the door to stick his head out. Cameron, the guy from earlier passed with his arms full of dishes,, seeming to have emerged from a room at the end of the hall, one that hadn't been included in Sol's tour. He left his room, approaching his teammate. "Need any help?"
Cameron jumped and glared down at whatever had done so.
“Oh. You. No, I’m fine.” He trotted past, dumping his dishes in the sink and looking around for something to snack on.
Sam ignored the urge to retreat back into his room, since he clearly wasn't wanted, instead electing to slip his hands into his pockets and follow the guy into the kitchen. You've got to work with him, so make friends with him.
Cameron glanced over his shoulder with a huff. “What? I’m just getting something to eat and going back to work.”
"I was just wondering what I did to make you mad at me?" Sam ventured, leaning casually against the counter and pretending as if his stomach wasn't in knots.
“I just don’t like new people,” He growled as he pulled out another box of tea and Cheeze-its.
He's…. Aggressive.. Cameron's personality evidently seemed to contrast with Sam's, or at least that's what he'd gathered after their brief interactions. "Can I ask.. Why?"
Cameron set down another mug on the counter, which shook when he pulled his large hand away from it.
“There are too many people to attempt to be nice to.”
Seth snorted. "Why should I do that?" he fired back. "What do you even want from me?" Seth was feeling less and less trusting and friendly to the woman. But he did know one thing: She was a force higher than the law, someone who couldn't get caught because they did their job just oh too well. She knew every crook and nookie of the criminal world. Seth just couldn't pinpoint which catergory she belonged in.
"C'mon now…" he cooed. "This is your game, beautiful. You've gotta name a price before I can tell you if I can match it."
"Ah." Sam nodded in understanding. "Do you want me to leave you alone, then..?"
“I don’t care what you do.” But Cameron’s tone suggested he did indeed care.
"Yeah, okay, I'll leave you be," Sam sighed, turning towards the door.
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