#avaere ; seth

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→ @avaere liked for a starter ! ( Character selected: Seth )

❝ Oh look who's here! Isn't that my favorite rookie? ❞ Everything that executive officer said was always tricky. He could either be telling the truth or perhaps he was just messing around. Whichever it was, today the victim was Seth. He wasn't a fan of Public Security but sometimes he had no choice but to interact with them.

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text ( seth ) : Jane ! I forgot to mention, if you do require aid to tend that pile of clothes (I did state that bringing men randomly could be dangerous, and this is partially why) then I would be more than willing to lend a hand. It's very important to ensure that your housing situation remains as clean as possible!

text ( seth ) : If you find it hard or confusing as to what to put together in the washing machine, I'll gladly write you a guide! I'm not the best at drawing, but I will give my best efforts !

text ( seth ) : Oh , it was fun going ice skating with you! I have to admit, I do think my butt has seen better days, but I would quite enjoy going for another round sometime ! Maybe I will be able to stay on my own two feet next time !

text ( seth ) : I also realized you had changed my screensaver to yourself. How did you do that without me noticing !?

text ( seth ) : Also, please eat before going to bed ! I am having steamed fish with rice and broccoli. Maybe I could teach you that as well sometime !

There's an image coming soon after, one featuring the neatly prepared dish and the second a picture of him posing with a peace sign whilst chewing happily. One can almost see the light nudges of his fluffy ears.

The vibrations of her phone were enough to stop her thoughts from running into all directions. Her eyes glanced over at the electronic resting on the coffee table, the light brightening up the living room. Jane placed her drink on the counter and walked over to see an abundance of text messages from the man that plagued her mind.

A breathy laugh escaped her lips and she smiled at how ridiculous this was. So he really was serious about doing her laundry... The mess never bothered her but she had been thoroughly scolded by the kitten.

How was she even supposed to respond to this?

The Thiren walked back to the kitchen and took a sip from her whiskey, her arms resting on the counter before she typed away.

text ( jane ) : I can't expose all of my secrets, can I? If you're curious about how I entered your phone, you should pay closer attention to me next time~

Soon an image popped up and it did look quite appatizing. So did the meal. It was only fair for her to send one herself to show him what she was up to.

A photo was sent, showcasing Jane with her hair up in a towel, a few strands of hair sticking out. Her body was bare and she made sure to include the top of her cleavage as a little gift while she held the whiskey glass in her free hand.

text ( jane ) : If you're that worried about me not eating properly, maybe you should invite me over to your place next time. I'd love to try out your cooking.

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This was certainly going to be a refreshing experience. Miyabi had joined these patrols before, but that felt like a million years ago. With the creation of Section 6, certain tasks were things of the past. Though, some key connections always gave her the respite she needed from time to time.

Seth had coaxed her dodgy nature by introducing her to more fun aspects of the job. Well, his job. She was taking the opportunity to take off hers. Miyabi would grin at the brilliance of it, but then she would most definitely give herself away.

❛  So, is it a normal patrol? Or do you have your eye on something in particular, @avaere?  ❜

With the way that Section 6 was run, Miyabi had built a certain tempo for work. Find out the facts, filter through the nonsense, and eventually get to the conclusion -- usually through fighting. She was used to fixing problems the hard way. Maybe, this excursion could teach her that violence wasn't the only way to speak?

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@avaere replied to your post “"And so the stars of the cosmic blanket shine...”:

seth vc : peaches ? illegal contraband? 😾

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"C'mon! You're asking a law abider that? I'm talking about the fruits! Isn't healthy eating pivotal whether hitting your day by day or a potential hollow dive?"

Is this a face you can doubt self? He's just someone who takes his nutrition very seriously.

Its definitely not about more soul fulfilling needs. Not. At. All.

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I wanted to write down in the bingo that Jane loves snacking and now she's literally doing that in the trailer. No wonder Seth (@avaere) scolds her for her eating habits... but she's a busy lady, no time for feasts. She'll take whatever she comes across on the road.

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@avaere Seth scolding her for wearing shoes in bed

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@avaere / ask answered

🎁 seth got jane done this incredibly cheesy, ugly but very warm (wouldn't want her to get the flu now, would he) christmas sweater. he might be wearing a matching one. yes.

What an unexpected gift... Most would settle for chocolate, perfume, maybe even lingerie or something along those lines but no. Not Seth. He managed to find the most ugly sweater that definitely didn't exist to compliment her body. Another one of his charms.

"Aren't you full of surprises?" Jane could do nothing but chuckle yet was quick to notice the cat Thiren wearing a similar outfit. Of course she had to play in on that.

"Is this your way of asking me out on a date?" She slid real close to him and ran her fingers over his arm before placing a hand on his shoulder, pulling him into half an embrace. "To walk hand in hand, to kiss under the mistletoe..."

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It was Jane's first time visiting the PubSec officer's place after he had insisted that she should eat proper meals despite her eating plenty of snacks in between jobs. She wasn't much of a cook and it was far easier this way but if he wanted to feed her, he might as well show off his own cooking skills.

Once they entered the living room, Seth was enthusiastically greeted by a white cat, its ears resembling that of him. Most would probably guss over how cute and pretty it was but Jane didn't care that much. It was even more obvious when she walked past the feline, only to be glared at in which she gladly returned the expression.

A seat on the couch was offered and she took a spot while he was preparing her a drink. All the while eyes were staring at her and the rat thiren narrowed her own, raising an eyebrow. Her face softening when Seth placed two cups on the coffee table and sat next to her. However, before she could comfortably slide to the man, his little pet had to intervene and come in between them, giving her a smug look.

That filthy-

Before things could escalate, Seth was quick to get up again, excusing himself for needing to go to the bathroom. Now it was just the two of them, eye to eye.

"You're definitely not as cute as your owner. How about you scurry along and give us some privacy?" If the cat could stick out its tongue, it would have. Luckily their time alone was short and Seth returned.

Greeting him with a smile, Jane stood up from her seat and accidentally slapped the cat off the couch with the end of her tail, receiving an angry meow in return. A well deserved punishment.

"So what's for dinner?"

@avaere

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@avaere / for kitty boy Seth

"Inky allowed you to pet him? Man, I'm so jealous..." Belle's voice was whiny and filled with disappointment. "I've tried all sorts if approaches but it's a gamble everytime."

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@avaere / continued

He never quite got it, the way her eyes would meet with his in such an array of ways, smiling one moment and then drawing themselves away. Another Seth didn't quite get was how she seemed to want to be close never quite satisfied enough with how his hands landed against her back, shoulder or even arm, always a bit too polite, usually turned into a small joke on her end; never held a woman before? But Seth Lowell had held women, countless times. He held them in moments that were meant to be heated, yet would cool under his own touch there he would guid their hands elsewhere, just as how he had found it in him to guide their hands in return, taking turns in being the one initiating and ending touches that were and weren't welcome. He had also held them in moments where he had sufficed a a handkerchief, snot an tears on his uniform or general clothing there he would offer his shoulder and chest as a comforter to catch whatever burden bloomed. Bad exes, good exes, a movie that had hit spots it wasn't supposed to. Seth Lowell had held women, so he almost found himself redirecting the question back to Jane herself. Had she ever held a woman? Had she ever held herself? Allowed her own body to sink her arms, for hands to remind her of how she good enough the way she was, or how stunning, wise and intelligent she could be?

"You allow yourself anyway," he'd respond instead, the urge to talk back suffocated in favor for a hand that would speak up, her chest against his and fingers cupping the outside of her cheek. "You always allow yourself close to me ; I don't mind it." But he often wondered, how many others had she felt the need to get this close to? How many others had she pressed her curves up against, playing the part of femme fatale whose hips and hands would suffice for words? Seth had held many women, but none quite like Jane, a woman who surely hadn't had hands like his, hands that were not automatically ravenous nor would sink further than what they deemed respectable. Hands that, instead, settled with gentle caresses of her cheek there she, in a moment of conversation, had come to guide herself onto his being. Movie buzzed in the background, Seth's back on the couch beneath him and tail grazing the floor beside him slowly. "I just wish, Jane," Seth would beckon, white locks blending in with black as he rested his forehead against her, eyes closing slowly. "You would let your mind close to me, too."

It wasn't Jane's intention to set the tone to a serious one but she could always count on Seth to speak directly from his mind. That's right. Getting close to him to this extent was a dangerous game. It was fun, exciting... There weren't many she genuinely wanted to get close to but his honesty and righteousness pulled her in. He had shown her time and time again that despite his clear weaknesses, he had a strong will and wasn't afraid to share his opinion. Even when she came onto him, he never fell for the traps that everyone else so blindly fell into. No, he was different.

Maybe her standards were low. After all, as a rat, both literally and figuratively, she hung out with the worst scum. Knowing how to play their game, how to pull them in and make them believe she was on their side, no matter what it took. Body language spoke more than a thousand words and lust was blinding... An easy way to fog up the mind and get her way. Yet there was no real connection. Not the one she craved for. Not one she allowed herself to have... The life of a regular person had long been thrown away along with her past and for her line of work, it was better to stay as a loner, hiding in the shadows and doing what she has to do. Not what she wanted.

But deep down, Jane wished for something else as she often passed the homes of people with families. How their places seem warm and inviting yet there wasn't any room for a filthy rat like her. Deceiving, killing, back-stabbing, using her body... Nothing was off-limits. It was for a greater good, she convinced herself. She was a sacrifice in order for these families to stay peaceful even if they would never know. Recognition wasn't what she did it for... but gratefulness was appreciated.

When a warm hand caressed her cheek, Jane felt like a person living in this world again. Like she was apart of it. A welcoming touch rather than one of disgust where she had to swallow down her emotions and keep a smile on her face. No, Seth wasn't like that. He was too good of a person. Too good for her...

I just wish, Jane...You would let your mind close to me, too.

Her eyes widened and ears were pulled back at the unexpected comment that hit her too hard. It shouldn't. She was in control of her own emotions... Luckily Seth had closed his eyes so he couldn't see the pain and fear in her eyes. It made her shut down completely, to lock those emotions back in place and put on a mask again.

Don't let his words affect you. Allowing him in will put him in danger... Put yourself in danger...

"Don't you think you're getting a little greedy~?" Her voice was playful and her fingers danced on his chest as she attempted to hide her feelings behind her act. "Most would be satisfied with just my body yet you want my mind too when you already have my full attention? What to do with you..."

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@avaere / ask answered

" hey ! ! ! " there's a direct approach to jane doe , seth rising a single digit in her general direction. clearly there's a fuss , one heck of a fuss , as his tail can be seen flicking back and worth repeatedly. " what business did you have covering my entire desk in post-it notes !? and don't tell me it was someone else , i could smell your perfume all over it ! ! ! the post-it notes are for note taking not sticking to my chair and desk ! ! ! "

Back in an alleyway, out of vision of any of the Pubsec security cameras, Jane stood against a wall with one foot resting against it. Her hands were fiddling with one of her straps and a smile crossed her face when she heard a familiar man approaching her,

"I wasn't aware you have such a strong sense of smell. Looks I have been caught right into a trap." Her hands were raised as if she was being held at gunpoint, her hips pushing herself away from the wall as she turned to the officer. Yet her body language anything but fear of actually being trapped.

"I had to let my presence known in one way or another and I'm not exactly welcome in your headquarters." Didn't mean she didn't have any tricks up her sleeves to bypass security. "But now you're here, I'm here... I think the notes I left behind did exactly what they were supposed to do."

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Ah, Harumasa couldn't help but snort at the seriousness of the other. Seth was right, and honestly? He liked the other's straightforwardness when it came to helping people. If it was very urgent, he would usually give the information already, but knowing that there was still time for the next move, he chose to be annoying for a bit. Too bad Seth always takes all seriously. But it was okay, it was that thiren's quality and he knew that well.

He handed him a small portable storage device.

❝ Place, hour, how many people will appear. It's mostly a 'secret' meeting to sell something that may not be legal. I was going to handle it to Zhu Yuan directly but... You're the first who I found so, is all yours. Take care of it, will you? ❞

"Special and ... ?" loved for being what was deemed bare minimum in the eyes of someone like him ? Someone whose standards were forged from the very rules that he had studied ? This guy sure had a way with words, and they would only make the thiren's ears twitcha little more, brow raising upwards as a narrow gaze would be offered. Side-eye, so to speak, professionally served in a deadpan expression from Seth to Harumasa; " execuite officer Asaba."

He might have adapted a lecturing tone from his mother.

"If you are sitting on intel that can be considered vital for the investigation found in the responsibility of Pubsec, it is your legal obligation to share such information," a hand would settle on his hip, ander loitering by his side. "I would prefer if you kept it short and professional, without the flair and extravaganza, thank you very much."

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Maybe Seth was right, or maybe he was not. But it was true that Harumasa never approached the Public Security unless he really needed something from them, so it was normal for him to hear Seth ask that question. ❝ My, wouldn't you like to feel special and loved for being a very talented worker? Come ooooon~ don't take it so seriously. Actually, I might have something for you. I know you're looking for a criminal, and I might have a little idea where he might be. And since I'm a very nice and attentive man, I said, "Why don't I share what I have to my dear Public Security buddies?" ❞

" favoritism is highly frowned upon in professional terms and it would come off as inappropriate to express such thoughts in public, executive officer asaba," given that , the thiren's ears would twitch , tail flicking ever so slightly. of all people within their sections, asaba harumasa had to be the most difficult individual to read and grasp. "considering your choice of words, i can only assume that there is some urgent matter you require the aid from pubsec?"