Andre Buenaventura is fast asleep in his bed, barely clothed. It’s the middle of the night, he’d sweat up a storm and consequently stripped himself in his sleep. The AC is blowing, some of his pillows are on the floor, and a heavy ball of fur is moving on top of his bed next to him. Chuchi Buenaventura, or just Chuchi, moved quietly, rolling off the bed and landing on the hardwood with a soft plop. She stretched her little body, bleary eyes adjusting to the darkness and moving through her territory. [break][break]

Andres has kicked her, the ass, waking her up. Not too hard, but he’d almost shoved her off the bed. He’d say it was her fault for not sleeping in her own that he had lovingly bought and placed in the corner of the room. Sometimes she got lonely, sue her. Before she could roll over and curl up to sleep, thirst began to bother her and she sighed. The Eevee moved past the open door heading over to the kitchen not drink form her little water fountain, maybe nibble at some kibble left out overnight. It’s not the good stuff, but it would do as a snack. As she sat down and crunched quietly, she heard the front door knob begin to move and froze. It’s silent, and it stopped. And then it goes again, and again. Until finally- click. [break][break]

A break in? Chuchi roused, moving quickly and darting to sit on top of the couch and stare at the door, eyes glinting in the darkness as she began to feel herself filled with glee. Yes, please. By all means, break in. She loved a good game of cat and mouse.


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+ Oliver Shrakes mission prompt: hush (mm) [break][break]

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Andres gave her a small nod. “Right Mi-...Melody then.” He said trying to break out of the habit. He always tended to add a little politeness when it came to his clients. As Melody attempted once more, Andres followed her lead, turning so she could see his side in the mirror and better follow his form. “Mira, just like that.” He said encouraging her to try a couple more times. “Once you get this down in really good, proper form, we can add a PVC pipe to practice the deadlift.”
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“OH?? You’re a ballerina?!” Andres exclaimed in surprise. That had not been what he’d imagined when she said a performer. “Oh, would it be bad for you to have a big butt then??” he asked pausing mid squat to look over at her butt. “Is it...a problem now, like, I guess its big...I…I’ll have to do a bit of research into ballet dancers. The squatting and weightlifting will tone and also, kind of, make your butt bigger. Tighter. I don’t want to train you for something that might impede your dancing.” He said. Perhaps he’s nix the ass exercises and stick with cardio and arms weight lifting. Its at this moment, mid squat, that Andres shifted as he watched a coworker pass by. He moved to ask a question before flailing a moment and falling back on his ass. He let out a quick hiss in pain before turning back to Melody. “That’s what I get for breaking form, hah?” He got back up on his feet before turning to the pinkette once more. “So, how often did you think of meeting up for training?” he asked since she’d more or less confirmed she wanted to hire him.

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+ Melody Miro [break][break]

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Of course, she’s not ok. Andres isn’t either, grimacing at the gruesome scene. “Here, get off the ground.” He said offering the trainer a hand before shining his phone light on the gruesome scene. There, mixed with the grime and filth of the sidewalk was a puddle of dark red. It had clearly been there for a while since the edges were a little dry, leaving behind whatever was mixed into the substance. Chuchi was diligently sniffing at it and even attempted to lick the substance before Andres snapped at her. “Don’t you dare, that’s fucking gross Chuchi!” [break][break]

The obese pokemon huffed at him before circling towards the lump of flesh Jasper had fallen on. Its covered in a bloodied tarp and its pretty big. He’d say almost adult sized. “Oh Gods, what the fuck is that?!” Chuchi growled at him, trying to get him to calm down. Dead bodies were nothing new to pokemon born in the wild after all. “Holy shit, what did you do?!” he continued circling the corpse and Jasper before looking back at them. “I’m not about to be accessory to this, Chuchi we gotta go.” There a pause suddenly. “Oh….wait….sh…should we call this in though…? To the cops I mean…?” He didn’t want to stand around with the police for 4 hours tonight though.


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+ @hermes [break][break]

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Andres took pause as both girls seemed more or less disappointed with his attempt at a pickup line. OR well, they were hung up on the set up and not very interested in the punch line. Ok, he got it. Not every line was a hit. But Andres had more than enough time to find something that was. “Aww c’mon I thought it was cute~” he said, glossing over the fact that the hostess was now annoyed with him and calling him an idiot. He’d heard worst, honestly. He nodded along with his friend. “Of course, it was a joke! We’ve only seen a couple of rooms so far, but this party looks amazing~” he said. That was genuine. [break][break]

He held back a laugh as the two ganged up on him and then Luka, a little more ditzy than usual, dind’t quite understand his pickup line either. Like, at all. Ah, but he doesn’t let that opportunity slide, gently tilting her chin up to lock eyes with him. “We can make purple if you put your tongue in my mouth~” It’s not really funny or clever if he had to explain it, so he decided to let her off there before turning back to the hostess, his real target. [break][break]

He gestured for her hand, not watching to touch her if she didn’t want to. “Tough crowd, but I won’t bore you too long, querida.” He liked to think that at the very least, he was good for a laugh. A drunken, mistaken, ad idea kind of laugh. But a laugh all the same. He picked up another shot slorping it down and chewing on the jello. They’re nice and cold, and he wants to pound them before they get lukewarm and sticky. “You said you planned this party, yes, Miss….uh…” he trailed off not exactly knowing her name but carried on like normal. “It must have been so stressful for you. Why don’t you join us at the pool. Sit down, relax. In fact, your boobs look heavy enough. Shall I hold them for you?”


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+ luka chêne + Summer Atreides [break][break]

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It’s late, and Andres mayhaps was a little tipsy. Not the best combination when you were walking home alone. Or well, in his case, hotel. Chuchi padded behind him keeping an eye out while Andres moved slowly, squinting through the darkness. The fat Eevee kept him close to the streetlamps, occasionally eyeing the darkness for threats. She was always eager to pick a fight and Andres’ ability to attract trouble only enabled her violent urges. [break][break]

The blonde stumbled to a crossroads and began to turn the corner before noting part of the streets was blacked out. Lights were off and he could barely see some of the cars parked down the way. That’s definitely not the way to the hotel, right? He looked at Chuchi who was already facing the right way home. Something safely lit and following the main strip. He’s about to follow when his weak heart jumps a little at the sound of something slapping the concrete and then the noise that followed after it. Straight out of a horror movie type behavior. [break][break]

He’s about to keep going away, far away form that when Chuchi moved forward, sniffing at the air before inching closer and closer through the darkness. “W-Wait! Chuchi!” the blonde whisper screamed as he followed the normal type. He’s not exactly happy about this, but Chuchi’s already halfway gone and he isn’t about to end up alone on a creepy intersection. The pokemon, for her part, pads without fear towards the two strange smells before her before stepping into the sticky and warm ooze on the ground. “Chuchi c’mon-” Andres hissed before he turned on his phone light, suddenly shining the spotlight on Jasper and the horrible source of the warm ooze under them. “I don’t th- CARAJO!” Andres yelped in surprise as he approached the red puddle, Chuchi sniffing at it and the poor trainer near it. “A-Are you ok?!?”


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+ @hermes [break][break]

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He hadn’t realized he’d said the sound effect out loud until he had the young woman bubbling up with laughter. It echoed off the empty walls of the hot springs. He’s not sure if he’s in trouble or not yet, so he gave a lopsided grin watching her shake as she cackled. “Some SAY That’s my charm~” the man managed weakly. He’s smart enough to get the hint that she wants him off and he’s about to comply. Again, the blonde attempted to sit up, only to have his face pressed back into her chest. She’s laughing. He’s bleeding and she’d laughing. If he had been capable of thought, he might’ve thought she was ruining him on purpose. [break][break]

Now he’s just actively lifting hem out of his face, half because he wanted to cop a feel and half simply because if she did anything more, he felt like he might black out. Andres was barely able to begin moving, understanding that it was time to get up now. But Luka moved too quickly, and wet cloth fell onto his face immediately, which he removed not realizing that there was a second problem. [break][break]

The girls went flying, and he found himself struggling between lifting back up the towel to cover them but and turning away. Turning away wins out as the poor bastard scrambled to avert his eyes from Luka in the buff, and he landed in the water with an ungraceful splash. He scrambled up for air, gasping as he coughed up spring water. Even then, it’s too late. He’s seen her. [break][break]

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The blood was quickly draining out of his brain as he panted, back to his friend. He clapped a hand over his eyes as he tried to be discreet. He tried to keep his mouth shut, really he did. But he’s working on instinct and he saw an opportunity that may never present itself again. Andres Buenaventura is a man of impulse, letting consequences fall by the wayside. The words roll right out of his mouth with the practiced ease a man like him had built up over the years. “Luka, you could’ve at least waited until we got back to my hotel room.” He said, turning over his shoulder and flashing a hungry grin. Even if his eyes were covered, it was clear he was only thinking about what he’d just seen. His other hand pulls at his swim trunks, slipping them a bit past his waist. “Let’s even the score, guera.” He said as he puled his own swimsuit off, barely covering himself. He'd forgotten all about the sky, but there was for sure a full moon tonight.

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29 - 94 = -65

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+ luka chêne boyoyoing BONK [break][break]

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Andres turned to Artie, tilting his head curiously. “Oh? Sounds like a fun match if anything.” Andres said, looking back at his friend and grinning. He hadn’t seen too many of the HST matches. Andres hadn’t been that interested in participating really. But he had been into the surge of torists that happened during the summer. Especially all the cute new faces that appeared on the beach over the course of those months. [break][break]

The blonde turned to the bartender perusing through their limited options. Unfortunately, they couldn’t order mojitos. No mint. But screwdrivers were an option. “Hopefully this is sweet enough, for ya’ll.” He said as he ordered three. He’d probably nurse his for now. “Of course, they did! As expected from the multitalented Miss Miro~” the blonde added. Andres let out a small laugh. “Well, I haven’t been making the best first impressions so maybe Artie won’t bring me to big parties anymore, buuuut I’m still having a blast.” He explained. “I’ve never seen a meteor shower before. They move kinda weird don’t they?”


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+ arthur finnian vanderbilt + Melody Miro post 8 [break][break]


- orders melody and artie some drinks [break]
- praising melody [break]
- mentions the meteor shower and how they're kinda weird looking [break]

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“Ok, Miss Melody~” he replied trying to memorize her name. “Uhh l healthy-er foods. You know pasta, chicken, thick, leafy veggies. It’d make it easier for you stick to eating healthy instead of eating out.” He explained. Although, he still tended to eat out a lot but he had an excuse. He couldn’t just take people out and offer them a cold meal. No, no, no. They had to go out somewhere good. He had to make an impression. [break][break]

“Ah, well I’m glad you’re impressed so far.” He said with a laugh. He hadn’t meant to laugh, but watching Melody try to squat lie ka duck only to fall backwards was pretty funny. Like a toddler learning how to walk but banging into a glass door. “I think maybe your feet were too close together. Try standing with them a bit further out and squat slowly.” He said. “Straighten your back but try not to arch backwards either.” He added as he began to squat down again while watching her move. “I thought you danced? Where’s your balance, Melody~?” he added, teasing her already.


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He perked up immediately as he the pinkette came to greet him. It seemed she’d snuck away form her little entourage after that entrance. “Mi belleza, Melody!! Nothing yet, I’ve got a good buzz going on.” He’s once again relieved to see her, unharmed, in the flesh. Especially after the kidnapping, but he’s not about to bring it up now. Instead, the blonde goes in for a hug, as kissed her on the cheek. “How’ve you been? Finally done performing for the night?” he asked having heard her singing as well as spotting her by the piano player earlier during the party. [break][break]

“Mira, Melody, my date arthur finnian vanderbilt .” He said, carefully taking Artie’s hand as he introduced him. “Artie, this is Melody. I used to be her personal trainer, but uhh…now we’re friends you know?” he said grinning at the shorter blonde. “Oh! That’s drink! Let me get you something sweet. Or do you go for the hard stuff?” he asked, turning to the bar to order some drinks for them. “You having fun tonight, I hope?” he added, concern tinging his words.


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+ arthur finnian vanderbilt + Melody Miro post 7 [break][break]


- happy to see melody, finally [break]
- introduces her to artie [break]
- offers to get them both drinks [break]

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Some would say the joke had gone too far. Andres would say, no one got hurt and it was harmless fun. He can’t hold back snorts and laughs as his poor friend flailed around, as if he would really purposefully flash her. But the laughter stopped abruptly as he felt a fist in his stomach. He’d not expecting that nor how strong the hit hat been. Without even thinking, instead of rolling into the sauna with a loud splash, Andres bolted upright as he tried to sit up. “Oof-!” He didn’t get very face, his entire face smooshing into something rather large, and rather soft. [break][break]

His head slapped back down into Luka’s lap and now he’s the one freaking out. Or well, he would be if he wasn’t a little dazed, suddenly embarrassed in himself for a split second before it faded for the ever more important question: why hadn’t he motorboated? [break][break]

Andres lay there, eyes wide, face flushed and quiet for once, before gesturing up at Luka. "Boyoyoing..."

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100 - 71 = 29

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+ luka chêne [break][break]

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Andres can’t help but snicker at the poor girl as she huffed, utterly defeated. One day she’d be able to resist him, but that day wasn’t today. He sat next to her, letting Chuchi play with Toffee. As she spoke up once more, he felt a bit of heat flash up his spine as he caught sight of a little too much skin. Though Not truly a slip up. He’d been half joking but he supposed lady luck was here to torment them both. He leaned against here, chest brushing against her bare arm as he reached around to pat her shoulder before sitting back up. “There, there Luka. It’s ok. We all have our vices.” He said. She’d been right. He hadn’t been listening. [break][break]

“Ahh Luka~~ You’ve caught me.” He stated, dropping his head onto her lap, and laying there, unbothered by the already flimsy piece of cloth doing its damndest to stick to Luka’s chest. “Maybe I was thinking those things~” He continued, grinning something devilish as he ran a hand through his hair pushing it out of his face while he looked up. Or well tried to. Now that he was down there, a certain asset mildly blocked Luka’s face from view. He hadn’t expected that, but it’s been a while since he’d rested his head in someone’s lap. [break][break]

“Just admit it, Miss Luka~ There’s no shame in it~” He didn’t specify what exactly it was. “Here, let’s try this since you’ve been struggling to stay decent this whole time, I’ll go first.” He said, a hand snaking down to the towel perfectly tied by his waist. He hooked a thumb behind it as he spoke. “You can get a squeeze in, and then I’ll go how’s that sound?” he sounded all too cheerful for what he was doing. Without waiting, he yanked the towel off dramatically revealing…his swimsuit. [break][break]

He’d changed into swim trunks.

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115 - 15 = 100

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+ luka chêne [break][break]

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