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Hanzo’s face and neck turn a nice pink when she laced their fingers together, like he didn’t expect her to do that. Nor give him the kiss.

“S--Sure.” He stutters and Genji snickers beside them, earning a glare from his brother. “Let me show you the kitchens then..”

"Nice place ya got here, shimada." The ninteen year old deadlock leader grinned at the Yakuza leader. "Almost like you're a man after my heart." Jesse winked and grinned as she pushed a lock of hair back under her hat. (Mcawesome-jesse-mccree for Sojiro or even Hanzo because power couple is in my brain so bad.X3 )

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“Well, I suppose it is a perk of years of having a foothold in Japan’s most enriched area.” Hanzo allows stiffly, turning to face Jesse. “It is an honor to have one of deadlock’s leaders pay us a visit, I do hope the flight was pleasant enough?”

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There was plenty of different dishes, and servants bustling around to set up the food. They keep their heads down and leave them be quickly after. He sits and gestures for her to join him.

34. My muse’s hips/thighs/ass/stomach become fatter (to start with) "Did you think you could really infiltrate a top yakuza den and not get caught?" Sojiro chuckled softly, he wore simple clothes- nothing too fancy or easily ruined.

Jesse gave a shocked cry as she felt her body change, softening and swelling. She gave a glare at Sojiro and sneered. She flushed a bit feeling her clothing far more snug against her skin. “You enjoying yourself then?” she sniped back. “You gunna just make an example of me, with your fucking twisted experiments?” She tried hard to keep herself in control; Sojiro was a fucking silver fox. she hoped that if she COULD get in she could maneuver to his side to get information.

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It would be just a few more minutes before he announces he’s ready to get a move on.

“Don’t wanna hold us back too much,” He laughs nervously.

“It’s you!” (My Jesse muse? That okay?)

(of course!) The Oni turned and ‘saw’ Jesse’s soul standing there. He was easily ten feet tall, horns curled up and sharp upper and lower fangs curled outwardly.

“Jesse….?” Hanzo blinked reaching out his hand to trace where he could just make out his face. “How did you…?” He furrowed his brows and tried to control himself, return to a human like form, but the lunar eclipse was forcing him to his true demonic form.

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“Ah, see. I don’t like that. Granted, there’s not a lot I do like doing but I do detest that the most out of everything.” He admits as they reach the dining area. “I’m sure we can come to an agreement, darling. Let’s eat, though. I’m very hungry.”

34. My muse’s hips/thighs/ass/stomach become fatter (to start with) "Did you think you could really infiltrate a top yakuza den and not get caught?" Sojiro chuckled softly, he wore simple clothes- nothing too fancy or easily ruined.

Jesse gave a shocked cry as she felt her body change, softening and swelling. She gave a glare at Sojiro and sneered. She flushed a bit feeling her clothing far more snug against her skin. “You enjoying yourself then?” she sniped back. “You gunna just make an example of me, with your fucking twisted experiments?” She tried hard to keep herself in control; Sojiro was a fucking silver fox. she hoped that if she COULD get in she could maneuver to his side to get information.

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“Other than the occasional trinket Genji’s gotten me? I’ve never gotten a gift that was meant for me because they wanted to get me something. It’s always come with an ulterior motive.” Hanzo turns his hand to grab hers.

"Nice place ya got here, shimada." The ninteen year old deadlock leader grinned at the Yakuza leader. "Almost like you're a man after my heart." Jesse winked and grinned as she pushed a lock of hair back under her hat. (Mcawesome-jesse-mccree for Sojiro or even Hanzo because power couple is in my brain so bad.X3 )

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“Well, I suppose it is a perk of years of having a foothold in Japan’s most enriched area.” Hanzo allows stiffly, turning to face Jesse. “It is an honor to have one of deadlock’s leaders pay us a visit, I do hope the flight was pleasant enough?”

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“Alrigh’.” Jesse allows and downs it, then sets the vial in his pack. “Should reach town by nightfall, then we can start fresh tomorrow lookin’ fer contracts.”

“It’s you!” (My Jesse muse? That okay?)

(of course!) The Oni turned and ‘saw’ Jesse’s soul standing there. He was easily ten feet tall, horns curled up and sharp upper and lower fangs curled outwardly.

“Jesse….?” Hanzo blinked reaching out his hand to trace where he could just make out his face. “How did you…?” He furrowed his brows and tried to control himself, return to a human like form, but the lunar eclipse was forcing him to his true demonic form.

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“Thank ya kindly. We should get more at the earliest convenience. Hate to take your only one.” Jesse sounds guilty, like he might not even take it in case Hanzo needed it more. He sits on a rock regardless, to get off his feet.

“It’s you!” (My Jesse muse? That okay?)

(of course!) The Oni turned and ‘saw’ Jesse’s soul standing there. He was easily ten feet tall, horns curled up and sharp upper and lower fangs curled outwardly.

“Jesse….?” Hanzo blinked reaching out his hand to trace where he could just make out his face. “How did you…?” He furrowed his brows and tried to control himself, return to a human like form, but the lunar eclipse was forcing him to his true demonic form.

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“We are.” Gabriel smiles.

“You’re such a sap, Gabi.” Jack scoffs, pulling out his sunglasses as they reach the pizza place. He hops out and opens the door for Jesse. “C’mon, scout.”

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Jesse smiled at her. “I’d like that.” he said excitedly. “I really wanna meet his husband too!”

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Jesse was practically counting down the days until the next meeting with Jack, even marking off his small calander until the appointment.

The next appointment was here and waiting for him in the room were two men, Jack in shorts so you could see his prosthetic and who must be Gabriel. The man stood just an inch taller than Jack, wore a grey beanie and equally dark clothing. A hoodie, too. He had a bandage on his face, and stopped mid sentence when Jesse came in.

“Jesse! This is Gabe I told you about. Gabe this is Jesse.” Jack introduced.

“It’s good to see you, Jack wouldn’t shut up about you.” Gabriel held out his hand in offering.

Jesse nearly bowled into Jack, pulling up short thought at the last moment. As much as he wanted to HUG him, he figured a handshake would be more polite.

“Hi Jack!” He beamed and looked at Gabe, his eyes going wide. Okay seriously he was SUPER intimidating. “Hi…” he squeaked taking Gabe’s hand and shaking it.

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“Did Genji tells you I like blue?” Hanzo asks softly, almost in a whisper. He seems very surprised still. “It’s the same color as my dragons.”

"Nice place ya got here, shimada." The ninteen year old deadlock leader grinned at the Yakuza leader. "Almost like you're a man after my heart." Jesse winked and grinned as she pushed a lock of hair back under her hat. (Mcawesome-jesse-mccree for Sojiro or even Hanzo because power couple is in my brain so bad.X3 )

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“Well, I suppose it is a perk of years of having a foothold in Japan’s most enriched area.” Hanzo allows stiffly, turning to face Jesse. “It is an honor to have one of deadlock’s leaders pay us a visit, I do hope the flight was pleasant enough?”

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“Perhaps, maybe he knows realized how much you understand my plight. What ut’s like to lead, so that way you’re more understanding than a more... ‘traditional’ consort would.” Sojiro thinks out loud. “Just because you do not mind, does not mean I don’t mind. It is comforting that you can, but... it would make me feel better if you didn’t have to.”

34. My muse’s hips/thighs/ass/stomach become fatter (to start with) "Did you think you could really infiltrate a top yakuza den and not get caught?" Sojiro chuckled softly, he wore simple clothes- nothing too fancy or easily ruined.

Jesse gave a shocked cry as she felt her body change, softening and swelling. She gave a glare at Sojiro and sneered. She flushed a bit feeling her clothing far more snug against her skin. “You enjoying yourself then?” she sniped back. “You gunna just make an example of me, with your fucking twisted experiments?” She tried hard to keep herself in control; Sojiro was a fucking silver fox. she hoped that if she COULD get in she could maneuver to his side to get information.

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“W...Where would we go?” Bars finds himself asking, instead of “fuck no”, which is what he should have said. But, Jesse’s charm has gotten to him. The nostalgia and want are strong.

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It was all a blur, Bars was hanging out with the others and staying sober. Watching. Like he usually does when something caught his eye, he moved away from the group and to the noise, pulling out his gun.

His circuits stopped when he recognized the man before him, and if he had lips he’d be scowling.

“What in the hell are you doing back?” His voice cracked, from disuse and old age- not because the man before him was a traitor and it hurt.

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“This’ll do just fine, just need to pop a squat.” He groans just the littlest as he sits, leg stretched out. He leans to rub his sore knee joint just a bit. “Do we have any pain tinctures?”

“It’s you!” (My Jesse muse? That okay?)

(of course!) The Oni turned and ‘saw’ Jesse’s soul standing there. He was easily ten feet tall, horns curled up and sharp upper and lower fangs curled outwardly.

“Jesse….?” Hanzo blinked reaching out his hand to trace where he could just make out his face. “How did you…?” He furrowed his brows and tried to control himself, return to a human like form, but the lunar eclipse was forcing him to his true demonic form.

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Hanzo caught it with ease and took a good look at it. He ran a gentle hand over the blue, pudgy dragon.

“You got me this?” He seems genuinely surprise someone thought about him, he looks her in the eyes.

"Nice place ya got here, shimada." The ninteen year old deadlock leader grinned at the Yakuza leader. "Almost like you're a man after my heart." Jesse winked and grinned as she pushed a lock of hair back under her hat. (Mcawesome-jesse-mccree for Sojiro or even Hanzo because power couple is in my brain so bad.X3 )

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“Well, I suppose it is a perk of years of having a foothold in Japan’s most enriched area.” Hanzo allows stiffly, turning to face Jesse. “It is an honor to have one of deadlock’s leaders pay us a visit, I do hope the flight was pleasant enough?”

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Gabriel scoffed and rolled his eyes, and Jack seemed just a bit upset by it but let it pass. The next few days were likely to be a little stressful in certain aspects.

“I think it’s cause he saved my life. Literally.” Gabriel said and then glanced at Jack’s prosthetic.

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Jesse smiled at her. “I’d like that.” he said excitedly. “I really wanna meet his husband too!”

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Jesse was practically counting down the days until the next meeting with Jack, even marking off his small calander until the appointment.

The next appointment was here and waiting for him in the room were two men, Jack in shorts so you could see his prosthetic and who must be Gabriel. The man stood just an inch taller than Jack, wore a grey beanie and equally dark clothing. A hoodie, too. He had a bandage on his face, and stopped mid sentence when Jesse came in.

“Jesse! This is Gabe I told you about. Gabe this is Jesse.” Jack introduced.

“It’s good to see you, Jack wouldn’t shut up about you.” Gabriel held out his hand in offering.

Jesse nearly bowled into Jack, pulling up short thought at the last moment. As much as he wanted to HUG him, he figured a handshake would be more polite.

“Hi Jack!” He beamed and looked at Gabe, his eyes going wide. Okay seriously he was SUPER intimidating. “Hi…” he squeaked taking Gabe’s hand and shaking it.

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“We should take a break, my leg’s starting to really hurt now.” Jesse spoke quietly, embarrassed. He looks away, just cause it was okay to ask didn’t mean he enjoyed admitting he wasn’t 100%.

“It’s you!” (My Jesse muse? That okay?)

(of course!) The Oni turned and ‘saw’ Jesse’s soul standing there. He was easily ten feet tall, horns curled up and sharp upper and lower fangs curled outwardly.

“Jesse….?” Hanzo blinked reaching out his hand to trace where he could just make out his face. “How did you…?” He furrowed his brows and tried to control himself, return to a human like form, but the lunar eclipse was forcing him to his true demonic form.

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“You are basically the same rank as me, and that’s obviously pissed a few people off but they aren’t going to argue with the dragons.  So, that means that we share the responsibility of this clan. I wouldn’t ask you to do the overly unpleasant things, like making examples out of others. Not that you can’t, it’s just unpleasant. What are things you’d be comfortable doing?” Sojiro explains in a bit more detail. “There’s finances, you may need to be a part of, ah, ‘diplomatic’ meetings and the like.”

34. My muse’s hips/thighs/ass/stomach become fatter (to start with) "Did you think you could really infiltrate a top yakuza den and not get caught?" Sojiro chuckled softly, he wore simple clothes- nothing too fancy or easily ruined.

Jesse gave a shocked cry as she felt her body change, softening and swelling. She gave a glare at Sojiro and sneered. She flushed a bit feeling her clothing far more snug against her skin. “You enjoying yourself then?” she sniped back. “You gunna just make an example of me, with your fucking twisted experiments?” She tried hard to keep herself in control; Sojiro was a fucking silver fox. she hoped that if she COULD get in she could maneuver to his side to get information.

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“I don’t know. Always thought I’d get killed by a better shot in a shootout.” Bars shrugs. “Not much else seemed plausible. But I also didn’t think I’d meet you again. Never thought much about it.”

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It was all a blur, Bars was hanging out with the others and staying sober. Watching. Like he usually does when something caught his eye, he moved away from the group and to the noise, pulling out his gun.

His circuits stopped when he recognized the man before him, and if he had lips he’d be scowling.

“What in the hell are you doing back?” His voice cracked, from disuse and old age- not because the man before him was a traitor and it hurt.