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"If you get creative, a kiss could be extra spicy." He is weighing his options and a kiss sounds way less dangerous than extra spicy food.
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"You's that investigata', yeah? Heh heh," He seemed amused by the pun, intentional or otherwise. "You seem like a nice guy. Just don' go pokin' yo' cute snout into the Marigolds, yeah?"
(hope this is cool!)
❝ Shouldn't have said that. —Now you gotta tell me what you're hiding. ❞ Brok demanded.
❝ Don't try to weasel your way out of this, I don't want things to have to get ugly. ❞
The cat didn't seem any more built than Brok himself, while he could respect the feline's muscles anyone with two eyes could see the cat was clearly outmatched.
#🐊⋆ ┊ “ ᴬ ⁿᵉʷ ᶜᵃˡˡᵉʳˀ ᵂʰᵃᵗ ᶜᵃⁿ ᴵ ʰᵉˡᵖ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᶦᵗʰ. ” ╱ : ᴀsᴋ. ◞#thecajungator#Brok's actually the first to threaten violence a lot in the game.#Though surprisingly I've had very little opportunities to have him express this character trait of his. So thank you SO MUCH for this. ❤️
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Petname ask meme,
if Nico worked for Clutch he'd call him Boss, Bossman, Big-guy, and Cher, and Beau.
~ Clutch would be fine with those.
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@thecajungator said: Nico's just gonna stand there looking smug. 💋
Oh no, now this was embarrassing. A cute guy requesting a kiss? Made his heart pound faster, it would be his first since the breakup, he was a little afraid. But Nico had been so nice, and welcoming to him. And of course, that smug look. Looks like that only increased his affection, given that he was the kind of person who rarely had such a look on his face.
"Well, since you asked..."
Deep breath in, and release. Okay Danny. You can do this. Almost clamping his eyes shut out of nervousness, he takes a step forward, and the magic (at least to him) happens. is lips press against the other feline's, and he feels a warmth in his heart. Like a cold place had just been ignited, even though they'd only known each other a short time.
Danny really wasn't the best at hiding when he crushed on someone. Lost in the moment, it lingers for a short time, and when he does finally pull away, that nervous frown is a stupid grin. He's a bit dazed by the whole experience.
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[ tie ] sender adjusts receiver's tie (:D)
Barnaby was admittedly still getting used to people coming right up to them without fear. They knew their appearance could inspire it, so it did throw them for a bit of a loop when a particularly brave feline strode up to them and...began adjusting their bow tie? Honestly, they hadn't even noticed that it was crooked.
"I daresay this is the first time anyone's been bold enough to approach me to adjust my clothing, and all before introducing themself! I am Barnaby. A pleasure to make your acquaintance, hoohoo! Who are you and what brings you to my manor this late in the evening?"
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"Peekon, we got anotha' job tonight. You got yer hatchet?~" Teased the elder Savoy.
"Of course I have my hatchet. Who's the target this time?"
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"Yer kinda an idiot....least yer cute."
"I don't know if I should be flattered or offended, but you're hot so I'm giving you a pass on this one.. Call me an idiot again, you'll have a chunk bitten out of you."
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"My name? Oh, I can't tell you that." Unfortunately, Beetlejuice was speaking the truth for once. He didn't know exactly what would happen if he broke this rule, but he certainly didn't want to find out. Last time he broke a rule, he had to spend the day with rolling around with sandworms.
He slid a little closer, moving to stand beside the stranger now sitting atop the grave. "But I'll tell you what, I'm really good at charades so I'm sure I can get you to guess it if you really want to know."
"Sorry to spoil yo' fun, my friend. I'm just used t' spirits. Ya couldn' frighten me, anyway." His eyes gleamed in the dim moonlight, eyeing the dead guy.
"But if you wan' I can try an' bring some joe schmoe roun' here fo' you to scare." He offered with a grin. "But how's abou' you tell me yo' name, first. I like to know about the spirits befo' I make a deal." The Cajun man cooed, plopping down ontop of the gravestone he was leaning against a moment ago.
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I saw you have Clutch and went oh no mafia man Nico totally would
~Clutch may be an immoral piece of shit.... but he is a sexy GILF.
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His attitude turned on a dime, matching the other man's energy. "Is that so?" Chaz caught his tail and twirled it around his finger. "Because you look like a tasty snack and I won't mind plucking the fur from my teeth, if you get my gist of what I'm sayin'." His eyes trailed down to Nico's ass.
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"Well, yeah! It won't be hard to find the rhythm!"
When his hand was taken, he felt a warmth, and it made him happy. The other was fairly larger, but that didn't matter to him at all. He'd dance with just about anyone, but it was more meaningful when it was a one on one situation.
"We can sing a song to make some music to dance to. It doesn't need words! An Aria can be just as meaningful as any lyrics!"
Raising his hand, he gently twirled Nico, he'd take things easy for now. He didn't know how experienced a dancer the other was. Then, he began to sing, just his voice, no words. When people said Danny was equivocal to a male siren, they weren't kidding. His voice was smooth, and sweet.
And he continued the dance, he'd only get complex if Nico could keep up. Otherwise, he'd keep things gentle. He'd danced with the inexperienced, he'd danced with pros. All skill levels were accepted by this feline.
Dancing? Here, in public? With no music?
"But uh....ya got any tunes, o' somethin'? I ain' eva' danced to no music before...." He was admittedly surprised that Danny was offering a dance with him so openly. Was Danny not aware of the implications here? He'd offered food to a complete stranger, after all. Or perhaps the orange-furred cat knew and didn't care.
"You gonna lead, then?" He asked, standing up, he stepped closer, and took Danny's hand. "I know I'm bigga' but I think you got mo' experience wit' this, yeah?"
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Rocky draped himself over the other and returned the kiss with a laugh. Grinning wide as it broke, his tail flicking wildly behind him. "I thought I already had you? Shall I write poetry depicting your image or sonnets about my adoration? Perhaps a love song masked in poetic imagery?" He offered, playfully as he gave the man another peck of a kiss then cupped Nicos face in his hands.
"Oh but to find the words to describe you would be impossible, for there are no words to describe your beauty, your taste or the warmth of your skin." He cooed against the others lips. "I could search a hundred years and you would still be too beautiful for words." Rocky purred out as he lifted his gaze to meet the others eyes.
"You have me, as long as you will have me."
"Seeing as it is my birthday tomorrow, I think a shindig is in order! I also accept gifts in the form of syrup, violin strings and affection."
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❝ —Oh? ❞ This is awkward.
❝ Well, my full name is Nikoderiko, you can just call me that I guess. ❞ His friends usually only call him that if they're angry at him. But it seemed like a necessary sacrifice in this case, otherwise this would get very confusing between the two of them.
Niko was very excited to answer the cat's next question, as he has had tons of success as a treasure hunter and had plenty of interesting stories of swashbuckling adventure to tell as a result.
❝ Oh yeah, me and Luna get to travel the whole world on our blimp and it's a ton of fun! ❞ Niko described it in a juvenile way that an excited teen might, the thrill-seeking mongoose looked towards where the cat had pointed. ❝ Thanks Nico! Is there something else I can call you by? Y'know... in case I get lost and I need to find you. ❞
"But I'm Nico...." He muttered in reply. Well, this was new. He wasn't used to anyone having a name remotely similar to his, past maybe something like Nicolas.
"Treasure hunta' huh? You get much success wit' that?" He was genuinely curious.
"As fo' the wata', there's a riva' couple blocks thatta' way." He pointed over his shoulder.
#╚══════❯❯ 𝘍𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘦𝘺 ! ⁰¹ ( Thread )#thecajungator#Apparently Nico's full name is ''Nicodeme'' so I guess they can both use their full long-ass names.
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it was a lively time in the casino the slots moving fast, sinner mingling, and spending there money gambling away everything was working overtime. servants, security it was wildly backed lines from day and night. he could feel the worthy souls coming to be the best of the best. It was exhilarating as he stood by his large window in his office watching as he took a long sip of his alcohol.
To his surprise he one of his security guard came over whispering in ear. His wings fluffed a little. An overlord is in his casino, golden eyes wide looking over his casino once more. At the bar he noticed the tarot overlord. There was a sudden smile wrapped around his features hoe interesting to see nico in his casino. Gripping his drink downing it in one go before existing his office to meet up with the other feline.
"Overlord nico!" He raised his arms smiling as he approached the bar with wings wide. It was far too much of surprise that they were he was intrested to know why. Looking over to the bartender giving him a sign to get him a drink. He leaned sitting before finally looking over to nico " so what are you doing here ?"
The Tarot Overlord meets The Gambling Overlord (closed starter for gamblins)
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The crimson sky of Pride was an eternal reminder to Nicodeme that he was bound to Hell. Though with places like the building he was looking at, he supposed he didn't much care. This glamourous casino was enticing to the Overlord, who stood outside shuffling his deck of tarot cards. He tucked them in the pocket of his faded grey pants, adjusting the red bandana around his neck in place of a tie over his cream colored dress shirt. His white fur had silver at the ends of his paws, tail, and the top of his head like hair. He stepped to the front of the line without a word. The security there knew who the Overlord was.
Nico hadn't been in Hell for very long, but he'd risen to the rank of Overlord quickly. It seemed the average person found him and his mysticism enchanting. He'd a whole group of them who worshipped him like a demigod, handing him their souls. He called them his Congregation.
Humming to himself, he stepped to the bar, knowing full well that people in the casino were sure to tell the owner, the Gambling Overlord, that a fellow Overlord was here. Nico ordered a michelada, asking for it to be extra spicy. Drink in hand, he started to explore the casino, knowing full well he was being watched.
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Something seemed to click in Rockys head, his eyes scanning the other for a moment before a sheepish smile spread across his face. He couldn't tell if this had gone from playful banter to flirting but the grin returned pretty quick as he took up his hat to bow, giving himself the opportunity to put some space between himself and the other now.
"Well, I can't say I haven't been the burden of many and like I would deny you my presence after surviving the touch of your paw!" Rocky boasted with a lift of his hand as if performing Shakespeare before returning his hat to his head with a puff of his chest.
"You look like you could use a few problems, a little trouble too, perhaps?" He didn't mind the idea of hitting on another man, he didn't care either way but he had to be careful with that. Too friendly and he's getting tossed around like a rag doll. Not that he hadn't had his fair share of beatings for far less but better to be safe then sorry.
"I spilled a bottle of cinnamon oil on my suit and now I smell like a cinnamon roll."
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The nerve of this one... The absolute gall. Though he holds an amiable smile, there's a hint of irritation gleaming in his eyes and the steady flicks of his long, slender tail.
"Hmmm.... Well, I could say we're still agitated as expected over the destruction in our home and the ruckus disturbing our peace. However... those questions, as well as what to do with you, would be better answered by him, I'm afraid."
@panthercaroso
" 'Ey, uh.....is yo' team still mad I blew a hole in Sargasso? I can pay fo' it. Could work it off, even."
Small pause.
"Also, between you an' me, is Wolf single?"
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