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"Now this is the real deal," Nyla chimed. "The snow is my home, and it's a bonus to laugh at the losers wearing five layers of clothes to keep out the cold. I say, enjoy it while it's here~."

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Vesper's jumping about and yelling did nothing to freak her out, actually... She sort of expected something of the sort. He was so finicky lately.... Or was always finicky; but more so lately. She looked up and grinned at him once she realized that he hadn't been clothed... How amusing he was, all shy and shit. "Oh come now, babe; you have a very nice butt, no need to jump to hide it like it's green or something," she joked, looking up into those irresistible eyes as if they were the only thing in the world that could make her feel so great; Hell, maybe they were.

Nyla grinned at all his hesitation, his embarrassed face and the way the water dripped down his cheeks. "Absolutely not, I might slap you if you wear one. Oh, and you don't have to bother with pants if you don't want to either," she gave a playful wink and kissed his fingers, "I refuse to wear pants so," she shrugged and strung their fingers together on one hand. She tilted her head before leaning up and placing a kiss on his cheek, "you're so funny. Let's get going."

Be Better || Vessy

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Oh God, Vesper... Okay, To be completely honest you're pretty much succeeding at rocking that muscle shirt.... Well, at least earning a strong six out of ten... I wouldn't say the shirt is offended to be touching you. British stud, huh? Since when were you a stud~? You should have told me, baby~.

"Oh good, Darling I've found you!

I thought you’d be able to help me out… You see I’ve been wondering for quite some time now, am I ripped enough to wear this muscle shirt or are you not into charming British studs anymore?”

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Be Better || Vessy

Nyla strode into Vesper's room like she owned the place, leaning over in front of a mirror. "Yeah, sorry in advance, honey," Nyla said as she pulled a makeup removing wipe out of her bag and wiped it over her face. She threw the wipe in her bag and stood up straight, "classes are done for the day and we're going back to my room and you're staying in with me. My roomate is out so we're going to just watch stupid movies and play video games, okay?" she swung her bag over her shoulder, her face clean and stance prepared.... Firm. "Neither of us are going to worry about what we look like or what anyone thinks. We'll just enjoy... Us... Okay?" her voice veered off towards the end and she allowed a gentle smile, walking over and grabbing hold of Vesper's hands.

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Every second with this man proved to make Nyla's seemingly broken heart grow healthier... It was stupid corny, but she had seen enough hardship to know this truly was the highest of highs she could ever reach; no drug or alcohol could life her so close to the clouds she finally feared falling. "Eh, I'm not one for receiving gifts... But I would like anything you gave me, as long as you out time into getting it," she admitted with a tilt of her lips. "I know everything you'll let me know about you, and for the gods sakes I want to know more," she leaned closer to her love, enjoying how his eyes lit up. It was her lighthouse out at the stormy sea...

"Well, get used to it. I like it when you're smiling... Especially when it's just for me," her voice shook a little bit towards the end, how could she stay calm when he looked at her like this... No one had ever looked at her like that.  Their grins were mirrors, though her head allowed a tilt. "Maybe I could help you clean them sometime. Then you could see me with plenty of guns," she poked his nose, leaning up into the kiss. She pet his cheeks before wrapping her arms around his neck. She let out a sigh, comfortable with staying like this until she couldn't any longer.

Time Will Tell || Nyla & Vesper

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Yeah, if he was faking this… He was quite the shitty salesman. Nyla smirked at thr shrug, crossing her arms and tilting her head curiously. “I’ve been quite tempted to rip mine up a few times, but I am not interests in investing in a new piece of shit,” she shook her head and chuckled at the idea. Fucking school systems. “Plastic, eh” Well, Barbie, I think they painted you smile on a little funky,” she teased, a mischievous smile spread across her dimpled face… Old fairy habits it seemed. She enjoyed fishing for reactions.

“Skin tone…?” she stemmed off, looking down at herself curiously before grabbing hold of her boobs and pushing them up. “Makes my boobs look tiny as fuck,” she commented nonchalantly. “At least I won’t have wandering eye problems,” she shrugged before letting herself ho. She swayed slightly before giving out a small smile, “the name’s Nyla, by the way. How about you, prince Charming?”

The demon gave a small shrug to the response. I suppose one doesn’t need much of an excuse to escape the painfully boring uniforms.” he trailed off with his accent a bit thicker than he meant. Niccholi didn’t much care for trying to control it anymore, if someone couldn’t understand him that was their problem. He let out a faint huff of a chuckle at the response. “Believe me, if it was my usual bullshitting I’m sure you’d be one to tell. I’ve used enough energy on plastic smiles for one day.” To prove his point he flashed one of his salesman smiles before giving an irritated shake of his head and straightening his face once more.

"And to add, that particular shade of red compliments your skin tone nicely." he replied nonchalantly. This woman was certainly one of the most gorgeous customers he had gotten aside from the young blonde male from earlier and his friend Fox. This one had a certain elegance o her though…

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Nyla pet her hands over the satin impatiently, not exactly used to the graceful red of the dress against her pale skin... But she knew how Vesper liked to dress on their dates and found it annoying that she never seemed to match him. She strolled to a mirror and frowned. Her head darted up at the sound of another person in the room, "What?" she snapped slightly before lightening up. "Oh, uh. Just wanted a nice dress I guess..." she stemmed off, " you really think it looks nice, or is it just some saleman bullshit?"

Niccholi gave a look of faint surprise when the customer he was helping stepped out of the change room. “You know, that looks good on you.” he stated coolly. “May I ask the occasion?”

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Vesper's expression told the fairy enough that she allowed a slight bit of concern to show through. She reached up and tangles her fingers in soft strands. The box between them was nothing compared to how close they had become emotionally. He was her sky after being land-bound for so long. A lighthouse at sea, so to speak. She rocked on her heels, chewing at the inside of her lip. "I don't need anything in return, though I do like jewelry," she winked playfully. She shook in excitement until she couldn't help it anymore, she opened it for him impatiently, revealing a beautifully crafted gun. "Had to sneak it in, but I saw it and couldn't help but notice you didn't have this one." She was careful not to cover it in fingerprints, the black metal gleaming lightly in the harsh lights of the hallway. She knew how he loved his weapons, how his eyes lit up while he was cleaning them.. She loved that light. "Plus, I look great with it," she chimed before leaning up to give her boyfriend a peck on the lips.

Time Will Tell || Nyla & Vesper

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The elemental's weak struggles were intoxicating, the smell of burning and freezing flesh the perfume of sweet love. It reminded her of her childhood, those lovely little dolls she used to play with. Oh how lovely this witch of Hell would look in a little summer dress, resin coating her fair skin. The clawing made her growl low, animistic in her fury. She allowed another huff at the water splashing over her skin, yet glad for the cool feeling.

Showing Leah down she allowed a soft smile, "fine, bitch. You can live for now, but if you fuck with anyone I care about again; I won't be so kind as to make the fight equal. I'll get down on your level, filth." She leaned over and spat on the raven haired female, looking at Francesca with iced over eyes. She began walking away, flesh on her arms dangling limply... How inconvenient.

In the Depths of Hell I Burn || Leah & Nyla

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"Completely unfortunate, really~... And unfortunate I missed it. I don't think we've ever met, the name's Nyla. And you, darling?"

“Boy am I glad to have back all of my flawless skin and facial hair. Though, it’s not as fun watching everyone else be so happy-go-lucky they’re normal. I liked their distress.”

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"Like a sweet little doll," she cooed softly, swaying back and forth giddily. The jump made her giggle, watching him burst with joy. "Awe! How precious!! What's his name?/ Is he a darling like you?" she questioned quickly, excited by the presence of another possible species. "My boyfriend vesper would be Joker hands down. He's a bit too posh, but creepy as hell~." She spoke fondly, pressing her hands to her cheeks.

"Damn rights I’m precious - I’m a fucking puppy!" he said sternly which didn’t match his words in any way. His face lit back into a grin and he jumped a bit with glee. "Oh my god do it! Be my Harleyquinn I’ll totally ship us bae!" Cameron said enthusiastically. "I totally have a boyfriend to be my Robin so who’s joker?" he said before letting out a laugh when the thought of Carlos dressed like Robin crossed his mind.

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The look on Leah's face was delicious. To be honest, it was more pleasurable considering they used to be friends... The idea that someone she had begun to like would do something so foul to her. She hissed at the thought and squeezed tighter, shaking violently. The fire came as a shock and she let out a cry of pain... But she had a goal, and if she needed to destroy her hands completely to achieve it... She would. She took in a long gasp and squeezed harder as she felt her flesh bubbling. Fighting her fire with ice. Steam rose to the heavens like a siren calling for help... She would get her back for what she did to vesper.

In the Depths of Hell I Burn || Leah & Nyla

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"Cheesy liar, eh? Maybe I'm just cheesy in general~," Nyla stuck out her tongue slightly, giving another wink after she noticed how it made him scowl. "Plus, I just let myself relax around you since I don't completely hate your ugly guts," she teased, shoving another brownie into her face. "I'm glad to hear you have trouble sleeping at night thanks to me~." A pout covered her face at the comment, "you think I'd waste a batch of brownies on pot? No way, I'd use something a lot more fun than that~."

"What a cheesy liar you are, Nyla." Tyler responded sharply, shrugging his shoulders at the rather infuriating wink. "Don’t flatter yourself. Nothing even remotely involved with you helps me sleep better or worse at night. And what, make brownies only for you to spike your batch with pot or some sort of drug to make me high for a second or so?"

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Nyla allowed a doubtful look, having not been paying attention what-so-ever. "Oh, yeah, sure~. There are plenty," she cooed with a sly smirk, holding out the tray of brownies.

"Share?" Shayna asked, even though it was more of a demand as she stared up at the girl through her long lashes.

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Nyla allowed a giggle as he burrowed into her shoulder, leaning her head against his. The ecstasy of finally being held by him after what seemed like an eternity was overwhelming. "Oh I know, darlin~. You must just be a mess," she teased, kicking her feet off the ground for a moment as she wiggled about in his arms giddily. "It's fine, I'm here now." She trailed pff as she melted into his arms. She didn't particularly remember what she had intended to discuss as her body and mind gave in to the sweet haven that was her lover.

"Oh! I got you something! I was gone a long time so I figured I owed you," she grinned at him as she pushed the gift into his chest.

Time Will Tell || Nyla & Vesper

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"I didn't, but even if I did you're right; i would still gloat about my skills," Nyla retorted with a wink. Tyler always tried so hard to be a bitch and just managed to make her smile, "if that makes you sleep better at night, sure believe I don't~. Oh yeah, how about we test that out, big boy!"

"Sure you just didn’t pull them out of the little containers bought from the store and set them all nice and pretty?" Tyler mused as he stared directly at the platter of brownies in her hand. "Terrible analogy you don’t have one. I could cook far better than you with a blindfold on.”

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"Uh-huuuh~" Nyla cooed and rocked back and forth on her heels, "prove it." She giggled as he grooved over, watching him with her arms crossed over her chest critically. She completely broke down when he tried, leaning forward with her hands on her knees as she laughed, his jig only made it worse. "You are absolutely precious, Cam... You can be my Batman as long as I can be your Harleyquinn~." She teased.

"No way! I can totally do a batman voice!" he retorted dancing over to her before he stopped and straightened out. "Okay okay - I got this…" he said before cleared his throat. "I’m batman…" he tried to mimic the voice even though it was pretty much impossible to do without gargling marbles. Cameron laughed at himself. “Okay well I can dance better than batman at least…” he trailed off doing a small groove.