the loud slam of king's hand hitting the table produces a yelp, and a scowl, from the turncoat. his annoyance had less to do with his loss against an ursaring, and more with the heckler sitting nearby.
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he turns away to face the woman as sable eats a spare apricot.
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"first off — bear man? what kind'uh half assed name is that?"
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he rolls his wrist, keeping it limber.
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"second, if yer gon' fuck around, might as well find out yerself, eh?"
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he tosses an elbow onto the table, a hand steadied in front of her. the flush of his cheeks was unmistakable.

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"Imagine losing an arm wrestle to a Pokemon-- no wait, imagine picking an arm wrestle against a Pokemon."

She laughs more, wheezing and leaning back with her arms crossed over her chest. Gasping breaths are forced out of her and she comes to a slow halt, wiping tears from her eyes with a cheeky grin.

"I didn't make that up, I just heard it."

Truth.

He then growls, much the same way a bear might, honestly, which makes her chuckle more. He slams his elbow onto the table and stares at her, his face pink with what she picks up as embarrassment.

Naturally, she rises to the challenge. She kicks off of the bench she's been sitting on and makes her way over. With an open-kneed drops down across from him, she smirks, flashing teeth. Her elbow drops in front of him and she wiggles her fingers.

"Let's find out then, babe."

mission: pokemon hunter

KING WAYLAND

☉

"doesn't feel weird ta me. been fightin' my lucario since before i even learned ta tug the ol crown jewels."
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he grins at the woman, flexing his shoulders as she takes her sweet time crossing the distance. not that he minds watching.
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"shall we make a bet? make it more interestin'?"
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behind his gaze the liquor taps and knocks, and his words are led on by the confidence of the brown.
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"loser strips a piece of clothin'. one at a time till one of us is completely bare. ye?"

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[attr="class","pkspr pkmn-Ursaring"]

"You must have pretty big balls then."

Crude humor, Remi was not one to play nice, clearly. He proposes a bet with unfavorable odds.

Its a good thing she's spent the morning drinking her worries away. She has none left, and the world exists in the palm of her hand. Remi laughs, tossing her head back, and snatches his hand in her own.

"Good thing my suitcase hasn't arrived yet then, hm?"

With a sudden iron grip, she buckles down to wrestle his wrist into the table.

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mission: pokemon hunter

KING WAYLAND

☉

"win a few rounds and maybe ye'll be lucky enough ta see, eh?"
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the muted sounds of her hand impacting the table signs a clear-winner. he makes no attempt to hide the cheeky grin, and teasing wink.
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"and off somethin' goes."
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meanwhile, he pours them another round. when he's finished, he slides hers over and downs his own. his elbow clangs against the surface again, fingers flexing in anticipation. behind him, the fireplace crackles, sending will-o-wisps to die.
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"today wasn't the day ye went commando was it?"

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[attr="class","pkspr pkmn-Ursaring"]

Remi laughs, loudly with her head thrown back.

"I don't think anyone's too lucky to see a pair up close n' personal."

She gasps, seconds later, as the back of her hand smacks against the table. It stings, and she pulls her hand back. But rules are rules, even if she's sure he cheated somehow. His continued teasing, however, prompt her to be sneaky, too.

"Wouldn't you like to know?"

With deft fingers, she unclasps her bra and pulls it out from under her shirt. She tosses it onto the table in exchange for the renewed glass. She downs it in one gulp, drawing her tongue along her bottom lip and fitting her hand in his once more.

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mission: pokemon hunter

KING WAYLAND

☉

"save yer reservations till ya do. they got a certain air 'bout them i'm told."
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he watches her tongue trace the bottom of the glass, glancing away only to give the bra a double take. he exhales something fierce and quick, canines flashing.
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when her hand slams down again, he's grinning with devilish intention.
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"at this rate, i might just get the answer ta my question."
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another pour. another drink. another hand readies.

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[attr="class","pkspr pkmn-Ursaring"]

"I'm sure."

And his interest in her increases exponentially. It brings a smile to her face, one full of confidence and seduction and unbridled lust. Her bra remains on the table and his attention switches to it immediately, like a predator and she the prey.

Oh, but how she enjoyed being hunted.

"What's the matter, hm?"

She speaks too soon, but the thrill and the fun keep her interested. Even when her hand slams against the table again and another piece of clothing is payment for her loss. This time, she kicks off her boots and runs her toes up against his shin.

"You're trying awfully hard to win, my dear."

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mission: pokemon hunter

KING WAYLAND

☉

the feeling of her touch on his leg has him bristling in excitement. hackles stand, and his eyes narrow as the instincts he's honed so well begin to trickle up through him.
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"what can i say? i'm motivated."
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between her touch, the alcohol, and fireplace behind him, his body begins too begins to warm up.
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then, it's another win in his column.
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"i'm going to have a good show tonight it seems."
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he eyes the next piece of clothing to come off hungrily.

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[attr="class","pkspr pkmn-Ursaring"]

"Is that right? Wow-- I'm flattered."

She chuckles, her intentions less than innocent. Once more, she loses, but evidently she doesn't mind. With each removal of clothing, she takes longer and longer to peel them off. She removes her jacket next, shrugging it off slowly.

If he wants a show, perhaps he should pay closer attention to the one right in front of him.

"Let's hope that you can keep up, hm?"

She knocks back another round, flicks it closer to him for a refill, and wraps her fingers around his hand once more.

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mission: pokemon hunter

KING WAYLAND

☉

it's his loss this time, but he doesn't mind - not really. refilling both glasses, he sends hers over he pushes back his chair and removes his shirt, fingers curling at the bottom to tear it over his head.
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his scar was ugly and red, but he could only feel how cold it was against his chest, even with how warm everywhere else was.
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"not bad. ye got lucky."
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once he's down again, he tosses back his drink and preps for another round.
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"won't happen again, babe."

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[attr="class","pkspr pkmn-Ursaring"]

Remi whistles, and the alcohol in her system rushes to her face and neck. She laughs, allowing her attention to wash over and devour every inch of skin he puts on display.

"Finally, some good fuckin' food."

She bites her bottom lip, raises her eyebrows.

"Babe, now? You're moving quickly for a man who just lost his shirt."

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mission: pokemon hunter

KING WAYLAND

☉

"don't get yerself ta excited. that's just the prince and liquor talkin'."
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a wink. a win. arceus, this was fuckin' satisfying.
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"still time ta cry uncle, and give up. the way things 'r lookin', the only other option is gonna be daddy."
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he bites down as another laugh escapes him, his joke, the alcohol, the tingle he felt in his waistline, all contributing to his good mood.
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so, what's two more shots for them in the long run?

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