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He was truly hypnotic.

[break][break]The warmth of his body, the way his heart fluctuate underneath her fingertips even the way his face seemed to pull closer to her own. If she didn't continue to speak there was no telling where they may have landed, and with how wind up he was she was sure they weren't going to stop at her lips. The butterflies that were causing havoc deep within her stomach stilled for a second when he spoke up, a bit of disappointment she knew not to show on her face.

[break][break]Far from his place, huh?

[break][break]There was a bit of hope that perhaps that he lived near by here like that heartbreaker from earlier, but it seemed that she was going to need to move hotels now if she wanted to stick around this wild animal. As he continued to speak, her fingers gently circled around a strand of his hair, playfully coiling around it like an old time school girl on a corded phone.

[break][break]Then their dynamic changed.

[break][break]Rather than fighting him and keeping any minor form of dominance she was more than happy to play the soft submissive role he was looking for in this moment. Her free hand now moving up to press into his chest, both a play of bashfulness and a way for her to subtly get an idea of what she was dealing with underneath the fabric. And now with their excessive height difference leveled to something far more manageable, Juliet was able to take a moment to truly bask in his handsomeness. Her head tilting to the side as she'd inspect him from a new angle.

[break][break]"Hotel I know has a big bath that can fit two, too, Sugartits."

[break][break]She cracked.

[break][break]Earlier it was so hard to hold in her laughter, she had did her best to hide it behind a small giggle, but this-- she couldn't stop herself anymore. He was just so cute. Truly a pup wagging his tail, ready to bounce at any given opening, just so he can get that juicy bone.

[break][break]As her laugh finished, Juliet's hands dropped, each index finger hooking underneath his belt as if it was a lasso to a bull, and yanked roughly towards herself. It wasn't to actually get him to move, but instead to draw attention to when she'd twist and press her body into his own. Chest to chest, so tight that barely a spec could get in between.

[break][break]"Damn~ Aren't you very excited~"

[break][break]The way she purred it almost came off as condescending, her gaze which initially seemed to be endearing now warped into something far more sadist, a dark version of loving something so much you wanted to break it-- it'd just drop. She needed to calm herself for a second, her eyes closed she'd take in a deep breath before completely giving in and leaning into his chest, head resting upon his shoulder.

[break][break]"I'm sorry love, but I don't put out on the first date.. but the second.. now that's negotiable."

[break][break]As that last word left her lips did, she look up at him the hint of a smirk lingering on her face.

[break][break]"And I lied. My hotel is pretty close by.. I just wanted to see how far you'd go. I must say, you sure do impress. Are you mad at me~"

[break][break]Playing innocent, Juliet would attempt to hide her lips behind a hand, looking up at him like a begging pet.

[break][break]"I'll let you stay the night with me~ It'd really work in your favor if you show how much you love me~"


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There was a strange sensation when you left your life in the hands of another. An adrenaline that you couldn't exactly explain, it was almost your undoubting trust is being slowly eaten away by the crippling fear of death. Slowly it creeps deeper and deeper into the confounds of your mind till eventually a small snap occurs. It was almost as if your mind was just waiting for this one tiny mistake, even if you manage to come out completely unscathed the horror and terror that fills every cell of your body will forever remember.

[break][break]You've been permanently tattooed with that experience and no matter how many times you throw yourself back in, you know in the back of your mind--

[break][break]It can happen again.

[break][break]But unlike most people Juliet also knew deep in her heart it wasn't her time to die yet, so even if there was undoubtedly another mistake, the world would find a way to pull her out of this adversary. This feeling was accompanied with the warm and soft sensation of her Altaria as she sored over the vast lands of Hoenn.

[break][break]How strange it felt to across over lands were you were nothing but a stranger, here she had no home and here the only family she had was her sister who choose the path an anarchy. Turbulent and scarred were the hearts of those who inhabited these fruitful lands and so even despite their vast differences that was the one thing she had in common with them all.

[break][break]She had been prepared to sore through the kids till the sun set, however she wasn't expecting to have a disruption in the middle of it, little alone when she was barely half through the day. There in the distance she noticed a vermillion haired lady, aride what looked to be some sort of.. bug Pokemon? Juliet had no idea, those types of creatures rarely interested.

[break][break]But what did interest was the reasoning behind it.

[break][break]With a light tap upon Cottonball's neck, she'd point down towards their subject of interest, majestically swooping down to their level but still high enough to continue flying. From what Shalin would have seen was Juliet was laid upon her Altaria's back, nonchalantly allowing her legs to dangle off from the back, even to kick them to taught the possibility of falling off.

[break][break]"Don't you find it uncomfortable?"

[break][break]She was far too relaxed right now to throw in some cute verbal garbage, currently Juliet was completely in her element. Serene, and finally at peace with herself.


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"Course not."

[break][break]It was exactly what she wanted to hear, another voice--another person validating her feelings. How sweet and tantalizing his words have become, and how easily she would have fallen for them a moment ago. How many have fallen? Or maybe.. she was special?

[break][break]"If they leave, that's their problem. Me, I don't judge a woman just on the size of her tits. I want more."

[break][break]Ah.. She wanted more too If she didn't have the extra weight of coco's head on her lap, and Coco leaning in to her, then Juliet would have already went in to a far more close and personal position. She could fantasize coiling her arms around his neck, and pulling his face down towards her own. Perhaps then she'd be able to bury her face into the nap of his neck, and surround herself in his warmth. But atlas she was bound, not that she minded their company.

[break][break]"If they can't learn, fuck'em baby. They didn't deserve you to begin with. Me though, I damn well know I do. You bein' foxy is just a bonus, mamacita."

[break][break]Was this a confession? She couldn't deny there was a flutter in her chest at his words, it was after all the first time anyone had given her a confession. She didn't want to come off too excited, not just yet, however despite her desperate attempt she couldn't hide the longing gaze she'd give him back. Even worse so when he pulled her hand to his lips and planted a kiss upon the back of her hand, her evident swoon was blasted to the public in the form of rosy cheeks.

[break][break]It was like a knight in shiny armor.
When everyone thought that chivalry was dead.
This man was attempting to resurrect it.

[break][break]All for his selfish little goal.

[break][break]"Something you wanna do, Pinky? You name it, Jack Magnus will help."

[break][break]There was a heavy sense of pride when he said his name, as if he was really staking something on it. An endearing act that didn't go without notice even if there was an off chance she could be reading too far into it. With the hand that was close to his face, she'd slowly slip it from his grasp now sliding her digits down the angle of his jawline.

[break][break]"Honestly... I just want to get changed and forget this whole day."

[break][break]She heavily layered in the truth and once her fingers reached the start of his earlobe they'd change course, her nails now slightly tracing down his neck.

[break][break]"Unfortunately my hotel is super far away."

[break][break]An uncomfortable laugh escaped her lips, almost as if she was embarrassed by that statement alone; though what exactly about it she was embarrassed only she would know. Another shift in the course, now making it's way towards the back of his neck, teasing him with the possibility of what could come.

[break][break]"Do you know where I could get a ride.. or maybe know somewhere else I could change.. I-- don't really want to stay here anymore."

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Her eyes locked in on the flutter of blue, and with calm precision the excitement and anticipation crawled through every fiber of her being. Oh how long had she been waiting for this moment when she saw the adorable lad appear on stage, the sheer joy she was experience after a successful hunt was only something a hunter can truly appreciate. She really couldn't help but smile, her ankles crossing over each other as the weakest attempt to hold herself back-- for just a moment longer.

[break][break]It was truly cruel to force herself wait, how badly she just wanted to sink her teeth in. On impulsive she'd lift her caramel frappuccino up, the straw swinging to land directly in front of her mouth so that she could chomp down. To any outsider the shiver could have been easily explained away by the cold drink but it wouldn't have explained away the blush forming on her cheeks and the excited little wiggle she made before jumping to her feet.

[break][break]You see, she was waiting for the prime moment for when little mint would have sat down to get ready to use his phone. He always blasted his activities on social media, a novice and quite dangerous move if you asked Juliet, but she couldn't blame him.

[break][break]It was how she managed to figure out how favourite coffee place.

[break][break]"Oh my Arceus! You're so much cuter up close~"

[break][break]A bright and playful tone, Juliet only spoke up to give him some warning on how she had gotten to him, so close in fact she'd already have went to wrap her arms around his neck. Affectionately she'd lean in and rub her cheek into his own, the warm sensation of his face against her own as well as the refreshing yet sweet smell coming from his body sent shivers deep down to her primal instincts. Fortunately for him, her desire to craft was far stronger than her desire to cause harm, her eyes taking note of the sketching of his collar.

[break][break]"Oh my~ Did you make this yourself or did you buy it? Wait is this custom?"

[break][break]Just as quickly as she had gotten on top of him did she swing herself around and took it upon herself to sit down onto his lap. It wasn't anything to be enticing or sexual in nature as her hands were holding onto his clothes to pull and see the intricacies of the art.

[break][break]"I absolutely loved you at the cool contest! Do you think you'll be joining the next one? Maybe we'll be competitors~"


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"Body like yours, you got pull."
[break]"You are sexy."
[break]"You've got a body men and women would go nuts over."

[break][break]Was that all she was worth?

[break][break]With each time he felt bringing up her body she felt like her nerve in her body was stabbing her, each emotional scar slowly unraveling and bleeding out on the floor. What did you do wrong? those words echoed into her head. If he was right, then that just meant that it didn't matter what she did, it will just result in the same. If she did have this pull like he said, then no matter what she'll just attract more and more people to hurt her.

[break][break]She remembered the warmth of his fingers wiping away her tears and how it twisted her insides, she was being fed sweet candy filled with poison. The prince charming who swept in to save her now moving to holding her hand, sickenly she found herself craving more of this affection. Anything to fill the void, her fingers interlocked with his own. Like most fleeting moments this one passed by with the familiar sound of a pokeball opening, the bright red light forming two hounds.

[break][break]Was it because it was the sight of a crying woman that they both offered their affections or were it some form of ploy, it almost felt dangerous as Juliet slowly lowered her hand down upon the head of the one resting upon her lap. Like a snare tightening around her ankle, Juliet's fingers gently brushed down the middle of head, giving it nice scratches along the way.

[break][break]"That's Latte. Coco is the bitch-"

[break][break]Juliet's eyes instantly went over to the more aggressive out of the two, but she couldn't trace back to figure out if it was because of his comment or because she really was a bitch. But things were starting to become more clear to her, there was a clear distinction in how he treated women verse men. He really was no different from a dog in heat himself. Rather than repulsing her it weirdly comforted her, at least she was able to understand why he was so nice to her, understand what pull she had with him rather than--

[break][break]No she shouldn't think about them right now.

[break][break]"You feel better, Pinky?"

[break][break]A small but pained smile formed on her lips, the step he took back soon responded with her reaching out and gripping onto his shirt. If it was for today she just wanted to suck out every ounce of kindness he could show her, she just more than anything wanted to feel loved, appreciated and whole.

[break][break]She could just use him.

[break][break]Just for now.

[break][break]"Do.. you think.. that my only good point is my body? Is that why everyone leaves me? I'm so sick and tired of being hurt over and over again.. I just want to be loved"

[break][break]Every word she said was a heartfelt confession to her true feelings, she had no reason to lie to him. She just wanted him to feed her sweet nothings till she vomited it back up again. To do that she couldn't have him leaving just yet.

[break][break]"I.. nh.. I feel so gross.."


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Juliet had dealt with a plethora of men, some of them not the most savory out of the bunch; so it would come to a surprise when Magnus brought her somewhere public. The gentle sensation of a cloth rubbing at her cheek, invoked a feeling of yearning she wasn't prepared for. Her hands needlingly reaching for and encompassing his own.

[break][break]"Look at you. Pretty girl under all that soda. You gonna be okay, sugartits?"

[break][break]She felt seen, understood and cared for. All feeling she hadn't felt in years, and just for a moment she just wanted to soak in that sensation. Her hands would pull his own closer to her form, her cheek nuzzling into his open palm all the while she fought back any more tears from forming. Of all without avail.

[break][break]"I-I don't know.."

[break][break]She spoke nothing but the whole honest truth, her hands gripping onto his own, but this time she didn't impede their movements. Juliet could sense this sense of protectiveness, just alone from the way he carefully treated her and shielded her from the outside world, she felt desire to become closer to him.

[break][break]"Don't sweat it, men are jerks, right?"

[break][break]This entire time she had been trying to manage her breathing and hysteria, the deep breaths she managed to choke through occasionally wavered. However whenever his words reminded her of how the other man had cruelty casted her feelings to the side she couldn't help but choke up audibly. Her mind raced, trying to understand where anything went wrong but all she could come to the conclusion was the same line she said when she bumped into.

[break][break]"I-I don't understand what I did wrong."

[break][break]She was on the cusp of relapsing again, the edge of repeating the cycle of hysterical crying again till his warm voice distracted her from her negative thoughts to something neutral and positive. Dogs wasn't something she disliked, there were many types of dogs she loved and may of them she absolutely adored when they were small. In essence they always invoked a happy feeling no matter what the occasion.

[break][break]At first she'd nod before looking at him and gripping his hand a bit tighter, "They always make me feel better.." She didn't need to convey the next part of her sentence, do you have any? If anything the way she pulled his hand closer to her face would have conveyed the feeling of wanting to be closer and more personal with him, though in which way was up to his interpretation.

[break][break]Perhaps after chasing after the wrong man this entire time had all been a trail to just lead her to someone like the man before her. Someone who could possibly be the one.


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Tingles were beginning to form within her head and face, she was becoming lighthearted from the repeated sobs and shudders. She couldn't breath, but she couldn't stop crying either she was starting to reach dangerous territory. It was either she'd calm herself down or she was going to faint, she needed to get herself together...

[break][break]But did she deserve it?

[break][break]What was the point?

[break][break]Her own words only further to push her feelings deeper into despair, she didn't do anything wrong. In fact she did everything in her power to make them love her back and it resulted in nothing. Her entire faith in humanity has been demolished just from one single person and if they couldn't love her, how could anyone at this point?

[break][break]As if answering her prayer, she found herself being covered in something warm. Was she this cold before? And like a needy child her hands moved from her shirt and gripped onto his jacket, desperately climbing onto the last glimmer of hope and pulling it close to her.

[break][break]"Come on, sugartits, lets go get you cleaned up. You look like a mess."

[break][break]"Nh!" She couldn't really form words anymore, a weak nod leaving her form as she desperately tried to keep her mouth shut. She didn't want to drive away this only light in the tunnel but in all reality in this moment she really didn't care where it took her. As long as she didn't have to feel like this anymore..

[break][break]...anywhere was fine-- just not here.


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"Distance doesn't matter."

[break][break]Juliet would nod enthusiastically as if she was actually taking mental notes down, but as he stepped over beside her, her energic and childish smile would melt into something far more genuine.

[break][break]"Depth is the important part. Keeping them under the water long enough for the Pokémon to eat away their features and the current to wash away the evidence."

[break][break]Juliet reverted her attention back to the water, getting herself comfortable while he explained to her the logistics of dumping someone's body into the water. It wasn't that she was entirely interested in the topic, but she also wasn't disinterested. This information could possibly help her in the future, whatever that may hold and seeing how he was so knowledgeable, plus willing to share. This could be something that is interesting to him.

[break][break]That was more than enough for her.

[break][break]"Once it decomposes, the gasses will force the body back to the surface."

[break][break]As he finished his explanation, Juliet would slowly arise from her crouch, now taking her spot to stand beside him. With a swing of her arms she'd pull them behind her, hooking her fingers together to keep them in place. She more than anything wanted to close the space, but after seeing how antsy he was, she decided to take a much slower delicate pace.

[break][break]"I thought the bodies just stayed under the water unless something went wrong. You know kind of like those pirate movies where you see a skeleton at the bottom of the sea holding onto it's precious treasure."

[break][break]As she spoke, her body twisted from side to side, trying to expend some of her pent up energy and nervousness. It was only a moment of silence before she'd slide a little bit closer, testing her waters and with her heart racing it was evident how she was feeling when it showed on her flushed cheeks.

[break][break]"Is there anything else you like to do? You know, outside of standing around mysteriously in the middle of the night, dumping bodies~"


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"You crazy fucking bitch!"

[break][break]His voice ran out loudly in the food court, to ay person near by they could easily tell that this young man was enraged at the mere sight of the lady sitting down at one of the tables. The look on her face completely overtaken in shock, her entire body completely tense and her hands tightening down on what seemed to be a gift in her hands.

[break][break]"C-calm down, Da--"

[break][break]Her voice was immediately silenced by the man slamming his hands down on the table, grabbing onto the gift in her hand and without even giving it a look tossing it down onto the table. The two drinks on the table shaking from the sheer amount of force he thrown into it.

[break][break]"What the fuck is it this time? Do you have some kind of dirt on me? another fucking twisted curse--"

[break][break]"It isn't anything like that! I ju--"

[break][break]"How many times do I have to tell you that I'd never love anyone-- like you! So leave me and my girlfriend alone!"

[break][break]Fueled by pure rage the young man would grab one of the drinks, tipping it over the young lady's head. He didn't even care if the entirety of it was completely empty before he'd drop the drink on her head. A glint caught his eye, as he'd reach down and grip onto the necklace he was wearing, tugging on it viciously.

[break][break]"If I see you ANYWHERE near my place again. You damn well be sure I'll sick my Houndours on you."

[break][break]His growl was a promise, and wanting to leave the stares of others he'd turn and walk away with his prize leaving the lady behind.

[break][break]That lady was none other than Juliet, the very lady who still sat on her soda soaked seat in completely stunned. It was as if the world was crashing down on her, the sensation of the ice cubes rolling in her lap barely registered to the cracking of her heart. It took a while for her brain to compute every word he said to her, even as they endlessly echoed hauntingly in her head and when they finally did--she broke.

[break][break]At first it started with a burning sensation in her face, her eyes burned, her nose burned, her heart burned. Everything was on fire, and in those fragile seconds of pain did she let out a heart wrenching gasp. She couldn't breath, with every inhale she tried to take her body wanted to choke back in more air, almost as if her body was begging to have her chest feel whole again--to feel full and complete again.

[break][break]Sticky and wet hands, threw themselves upon her face in such a desperate attempt to block away the reality set out before her. The sobbing was quickly spiraling into dire wailing, and what started as an unconvinced soon turned into actual smothering. She needed to leave right now, find somewhere safe to be, maybe she could find him again and convince him otherwise--just maybe..

[break][break]Practically throwing herself out from her seat she attempted to run back in the direction he took off, the tears in her eyes making it nearly impossible to see. Most of those who ended up seeing her in time, would just uncomfortably move away, not wanting anything to do with her, but somehow one person she ended up colliding with.

[break][break]Weight differences alone wouldn't have been enough to knock the man over, but it was enough to bounce her back a step or two, her hands moving away from her face to see who she manage to hit. Her hands desperately gripped onto the front of her soaked shirt, praying that the man she just bumped into her was her lover coming back to comfort her. Each inhale of air already sounded struggled and chopping but once she noticed that this wasn't in fact the person she so hopeless wanted, did her face contort in udder despair.

[break][break]"W-what.. u.. did I do wrong? hu-hgn.."



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"Why? I threatened you with a blade."

[break][break]Well he did after the fact but who was she kidding, even if his first introduction was just a blade to her throat she'd probably still feel the same way. There was this sense of danger she enjoyed, it was familiar yet volatile. Even if she wanted to explain her feelings she doubt she could, her budding interest was quickly flourishing into a full blown crush.

[break][break]Surely he must have been the one for her.

[break][break]After she had finished laughing, she'd dismiss his comment with a shrug, the smile still prevalent on her face, "Yeah, but that was after the fact."

[break][break]"Oh, me?"

[break][break]She'd pull her knees up, laying her crossed arms on top of them as she'd lower her head onto one of her arms, getting herself nice and comfortable. Perhaps while she spoke with him she was finding those metaphorical pieces again, something to make herself whole again.

[break][break]"I was dumping a body."

[break][break]There was no quick witty remark, there was no laugh. In stead Juliet would lift up her head from her arm, tilting her head to the side with a look of puzzlement on her face. That seemed to be incredibly sensitive information to just be telling a stranger in the middle of the night, especially one that had seen her face, and from that alone confusion became concern. For him. If she had been anyone else, what would happen if they tried to pursue it? Seek out his punishment?

[break][break]She knew more than anyone that people weren't good.

[break][break]Now the question left was how was she going to react to this, her eyes drifted back over to the sea. Just moments ago she would have been floating with some random stranger--wait were they even dumped in the sea? Now concern sparked into curiosity, every emotional twist and turn were being portrayed on her face, as she'd make her way over to the water's edge.

[break][break]"Wait, did you dump them over here? How far do you think it will make it?"

[break][break]After she made it to the cusp, she'd carefully balance herself so that she could hang her head over the edge, trying to see if she could look underneath the dock before straightening herself out and placing a hand over her eyes. It was all more of a show, especially since it was night, there was no sun to block from her eyes, nor would she have been able to see that far from how dark the waters were. Not missing a beat with her slew of questions.

[break][break]"Oh- Did you do it like the movies? The classic gangster style~ You know, tying like a.. what was it called again..? Ah right, a concrete block?"


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Juliet knew what she was getting into, she was the one who made the request however she wasn't expecting it to be as sensual as this. The roughness of his fingers spreading and searching nearly every corner of her body sent an unintentional shiver down her body. As if that wasn't enough her poor heart pounded with a force she could only imagine was the same strength as a jack hammer, shame and self-consciousness erupted as a vivid flush to her cheeks.

[break][break]As hard as she tried to not react and hold in her emotions she found the pure potency caused some unknown inner turmoil resulting in tears beginning to form in her eyes. She had barely half a mind to stop her legs from buckling when his search switched to the other side, the way his arm coiled around her pulled her form closer to him and worse exposing her reaction. Normally she would have ways of expressing and hiding these reactions, becoming loud or making a show of them but when she was there at knife point-- those weren't available.

[break][break]"Ryuzaki."

[break][break]With his name, he finally released her both from his hands and his weapon and with a step backwards Juliet couldn't hold it in anymore. Her legs completely felt like Jello and in an instant she'd drop down onto the ground, a huge exhale of relief and finally a chance for her to regain some composure again.

[break][break]His apology wasn't genuine so to Juliet there was no reason for her to respond to it like it was. Instead she'd take these moments to compose herself further, one deep breath after another.

[break][break]"Ryu, you had me worried there~"

[break][break]She didn't like the word scared and purposefully avoided it, a hand reaching up to carcass her cheek and help absorb some of the heat it was creating. Her eyes closed just to feel this moment in all of it's entirety, that was until he spoke.

[break][break]"Why are you out here alone at this hour?"

[break][break]Her face scrunched up as she thought, almost like she was actually confused with herself on why she was there. How did she get here? Why did she get here? What was she feeling then? The intensity of this moment temporarily forgot she was even feeling lost before hand and as she carefully retraced those memories. Her eyes would open with expressed shock once she landed on her answer, and then looked up at him with a carefree smile.

[break][break]"I was actually having a really bad day today, but now that you're here everything is right."

[break][break]If anything being on the ground resurfaced the excitement and happiness she felt in that one moment, a lighthearted laugh left her lips. She couldn't believe she got back on the ground again, was tonight going to be doing this over and over again. An idea struck her, as she'd twist herself around to face the sea, a hand patting down beside her to come and invite him to sit.

[break][break]"Can I ask you what brought you here tonight?"


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