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❌ Past Logs Chapters 8-12 / ❌🍕🟩ch8-ad”vice”
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Billy O’Riley (Ash) 18-Jun-22 05:44 PM
`Chapter 8 Location: Private Office in Ash & Daniels Cigar Bar, LA Hills Outskirts Players: @Father. Michael O'Brien (Liam) @Andante [Volg] @Billy O’Riley (Ash) ST: None needed Previous Scene #❌🌙🟩ch8-an-irish-man-walks-into-a-bar
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Andante [Volg] 18-Jun-22 05:45 PM
(Office description can be found in the first or so sentence in #❌🌙🟩ch8-i-see-eartquakes-and-lightning )
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Billy O’Riley{Mortal} BOT 18-Jun-22 05:47 PM
As the group entered the private office, Billy closed the door behind them. She had had the mind to snatch up the man’s belonging and the box before entering. The woman let out a heavy sigh and rubbed her face, “Righ’, let’s make sure he’s set before we prat’le off about anythin’”
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Andante [Volg] 18-Jun-22 05:50 PM
Volg drops the irishman on the couch before turning to Billy "I'll leave you with him for a bit, I need to ask your coworker some questions, she seemed to know this Balle person. I'll tell the clients to fuck off for the night" (edited)
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and with that I take my leave for today, good night everyone
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Billy O’Riley{Mortal} BOT 18-Jun-22 05:56 PM
She nods and replies, “Aye, Sir… “ she tutts and holds up a hand, “Just one thing though. We have to have a real chat when ya get back. I ain’t without folk I can call upon, but I need to know what we’re facin’ here. Don’t go dyin’ on me ol’ man. “
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Billy O’Riley{Mortal} BOT 19-Jun-22 07:33 AM
After her boss left the room, the woman turned to the broken man in her care. Billy took a bit to gently lay the Irishman on the couch, elevating his feet on the armrest and pulling the jacket to cover his person. She had learned enough to know this was the best way to get blood flowing back to his internal organs and such, and to keep him warm enough to come to. She crossed her arms with a huff as she watched him, a melancholic expression touching her. Her eyes were soft with recognition. “ s’all righ’. Yer safe, what yer seein’ in’t ‘ere,” she cooed, sitting next to his head, and pulling out a hand rag to clean the sweat off his brow.
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Father. Michael O'Brien (Liam) 19-Jun-22 09:39 AM
The man didn't struggle when he was laid down on the couch, infact he seemed more like a mannequin easily being positioned. It was like his very being had left all that remained was an empty, blank, sweating, shivering, broken shell. His pupils didn't move they just stared straight ahead, wherever his head was positioned. Seeing as he had been layed to rest, as it were, they just stare a hole into the ceiling, the occasional...blink,blink,blink. Billy's shock treatment had done some thing however the paleness was disappearing slowly. The colour coming back to his face or as much as it could for someone of his cultural ethnicity and hair colour. The mans eyes though still in a frozen state began to tear up, water welled in his tear ducts. His stare took on a softer appearance as some life came back to the vacant man. His brow still being wiped as some semblance of emotion returned to him. (edited)
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Billy O’Riley{Mortal} BOT 19-Jun-22 10:00 AM
Billy gently wiped away the tears from his face with the course white towel and quietly murmured, “Ya back yet?” Her green blue eyes looking him over
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Father. Michael O'Brien (Liam) 19-Jun-22 10:41 AM
The man blinked a few more times the spark returning to his eyes as they trailed over to the woman. He reached out to hold her hand. A soft smile appeared on his face. "Not the worst first date..." The smile slowly faded as a moment of realisation hit him, a look of unmitigated panic suddenly came over him as he shot straight up just missing Billy. He checked himself as he felt around his neck. Retreating to the corner of the couch he looked around the office in a panicked fright. "That woman, she still here? Wh...where is she? Sh...she's erm...bad, very bad...not good. Where, wait..." He's eyes continuing to dart around the room, his breathing rapid and ragged. "Where...the...feck...am I even?"
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Billy O’Riley{Mortal} BOT 19-Jun-22 11:39 AM
Her eyebrows raised as a slight tilt came to her head, an amused smile tugging at her. “A date? I don’t even know yer name.” She playfully chimed before pulling away as the man began to fret about. The woman held her hands up and remained on her side of the couch, “Wow, hey slow down there! Yer okay. I didn’t go nabbin’ yer jewelry or nuthin’.” She eased as she watched him feel around his neck and continued, “If ye lost it, I can go an’ che-“ Stopping as he questioned. Her amusement quickly dropped to an annoyed grumble, “Nay. While ye had yer meltdown, boss told her off, but not before I guess I got myself stuck in this mess too… gotta deal with that.” She glared off to the side with a sigh and rubbed the back of her neck. Her gaze flicked back to him as he took in his location, giving an irritated growl, “Calm down will ya? The ol’ man brought ya to his office to help ye save face from blubberin’ infront of the rest of the bar.” She tut and sighed, pouring him a cold glass of water and handing it over to him, “Righ’ wound ya are. Don’t go feigntin’ on me, aye? Have a drink ‘n take a breath. “
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Father. Michael O'Brien (Liam) 19-Jun-22 02:23 PM
relaxing a little coming out of the corner of the couch he had placed himself in the man put his feet back down on the floor. He cautiously looked Billy up and down the annoyed tone before making him slightly weary as he glanced at the glass of water before taking it. He took a large gulp his fingers still trembling slightly as he held the glass in both hands. His breathing calming more as he controlled it by taking large deep breaths. His eyes slowly trailed up to the woman. "T..Thankya very much..." He looked down at the floor slumping forward in his seat on the couch still clutching the glass of water in his left hand. His right hand supporting his head as he rubbed his forehead, like feeling the effects of some bad hangover. "I wasn't checkin' to see if yer thieved from me. I was checkin' to see if I had been..." He caught himself on just in time as he glanced up his eyes sightly widened as he thought for an excuse. "If me my shirt collar was a wee bit tight yenno, cut off the circulation and got meself all light 'eded." He nervously laughed running his fingers through his hair. Taking another sip of water as he did. "Listen I appriecate everythin' yers have done for us. I er I'm sorry to have been a hassle to yers...I" He stopped himself. Staring at her for a moment with a questioning look. "I was blubberin'? Wa cha mean?" Placing the glass down besides his feet he held his head in his hands "That woman, she er...I gotta feelin' she gave aff sumthin' musta triggered me erm..." He taps his head looking up at her. "Yer may not wanna go near 'er, if yer know wa I mean. She's not good news."
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Billy O’Riley{Mortal} BOT 19-Jun-22 02:48 PM
The woman sighed and watched the man unfurl, examining him as he spoke with her gaze. She visibly squinted at his fumble and chuffed a puff of air with a slight shake of the head, flashing her eyebrows up in mild disbelief. A bitter remark left her, “Yer a shite liar…” she stood up with a bit of a stretch “You went from flirtin’ to lookin’ at me like I was ‘bout t’ mug ya… “ She turned her back away from him and grabbed his box of books. “Aye, seen it all before, must’ve been some trauma. I’ll save ya the sufferin’ of triggerin’ it again…” She turned around and plopped the box next to the man with a bit of not at it as she planted her hands on her hips. She finally met the man’s gaze again and her irritation melted to something quieter and gentle, “Look, I appreciate the warnin’ but I have a feelin’ I don’t have a choice if she goes sniffin’ fer me. Tha’s a me problem, though so don’t worry yer pretty self about tha’ .” She gave him a bit of a smile. “I get if ya don’t want to tell me about yerself, I won’t ask. Ya looked like the world kicked the piss outa ya already. All I ask is that you sit for a few minutes ‘n get yer legs about ya before ya leave. “
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Father. Michael O'Brien (Liam) 19-Jun-22 03:42 PM
The man blinked at her a for a few moments, a slightly astonished look on his face, which quickly turned into one of deep thought and slight shame for trying to lie. The thought to himself, fuck it, maybe ya should say something stop people from thinking you're crazy all them time. Aye great idea cause she'll believe ya, feckin eejit she'll think you're as barmy as everyone else outside of the society. He thought long and hard for a good five minutes, his brow furrows as his brain goes through the best ways to put what he wanted to say. "Here, I'm honestly sorry ya see...It wasn't you erm or anythin' to do with muggin' me. I trust ya honest. I had ta' check cos you're in the same room as me and I didn't wanna yenno...if she had...yenno" He glanced down at the box of books that sat next to him after as she stood there. "Sure, ya wouldn't believe me even if I told ya" He muttered under his breath as he pushed his tongue into his cheek. "Everyone always appreciates the warnin'..." He stopped at the comment about his appearance looking back at her somewhat surprised. "Least it's nice to know the 'ole lookin' like a scruff is workin' fa me with sum women." He sighs as looking away again. Taking one of the books from the box and thumbing the pages of it. "I suppose we could start over a wee bit...yenno before the 'ole sweatin' zombie scene...I'm Michael, nice to meet you Billy, an' Aye...I have 'ad the piss kicked clean outta me most recently." @Billy O’Riley (Ash)
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Billy O’Riley{Mortal} BOT 19-Jun-22 04:05 PM
The small woman turned around to look at him and cracked a smile, appeased and interested once more, before sitting beside him. “Pleasure,” she chimed and looked to make herself a bit more comfortable. She reclined slightly, leaning an elbow against the back of the couch and resting her head in her hand. She reached out with the other arm, running a finger along the spine of one of the books. This close her hands were visibly those of a working woman. No nail polish, quite thick clauses along the hands and plenty of small scars to go around. Her tattoos from her elbow up to her wrist visible. “What’cha fancy readin’, Michael? “ she asked before adding, “or rather… huntin’ judging on the titles.”
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Father. Michael O'Brien (Liam) 20-Jun-22 02:16 AM
"The lines on the man's forehead became more visable as billys quick attitude readjustment, would be met with a slightly confused and nervous look. "Aye...pleasure." As she sat next to him Michael's face showed more visible confusion as he continued to stare at the woman who moments ago was scolding him. As her hands traced the spine of the book the Irishman got a closer look at her hands though others may have made comments, he didn't. He seemed to appriecate that he wasn't talking to some bleach blonde with a miniature dog in a handbag. The tattoos though, he began to just stare at the seeming norse design, the intricate patterned details reminded him of very similar ones, though his first choice was Celtic designs he had to admire the craft and the beauty of them. "Huh?..." He looked up suprised. "Oh erm sorry I was er..." He gestured to her arms with a single finger. "I shouldn't be starin' but...well the designs their a real beauty, they...suit yerself...If yer don't mind me sayin' now." Giving a genuine smile before it dropped suddenly as she mentioned the books. "Shite...er, sorry I erm...just a wee bitta research yenno, myths, legends and the like..." He remembered how quickly she had caught him out last time gave an exhausted sigh. "Listen, ya wouldn't believe me if I said, an' frankly I'd like ta enjoy five minutes without a girl thinkin' am a feckin' loony, like everyone does." (edited)
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Billy O’Riley{Mortal} BOT 20-Jun-22 08:02 AM
The woman smiled before turning her wrist around to look at more of the work. “Aye, thanks. Was rather picky with these ‘n drove half a day to a mate’s place to get it done right. “ She chimed before shrugging, “Got more ink under the shirt. “ Her eyebrows furrowed as her face scrunched, “Why do ya keep sayin’ that” before cracking a smile again, “Already been 5 minutes, and if I think yer a loon then I think yer a loon ‘n I’ll serve ya a drink n’ a cigar anyway.” She gave a snort. She giggled to herself before pulling some thick curly red hair from her face in a jested, “Not like yer gonna tell me ya think the earth is flat or somethin’ “
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Father. Michael O'Brien (Liam) 20-Jun-22 08:33 AM
Michael looks closer at the detail peering at the design with more fascination. He reach out and held her are gently as he examined it. At the mention of her having more work his eyes lit up. "Wa Really?! Sure give us a gander there an' take yer shirt af...ah hang on that didn' come out like I meant it to." He let go of her arm, giving a nervous laugh as he rubbed the back of his scruffy Auburn locks. "Yeah...well also long as I still get served I suppose." There was another nervous laugh but he seemed to ease slightly at how laid back Billy was even laughing along too with a genuine toothy grin for the first time that night. His eyes brightened with a mischievous spark as she pulled back her hair. "Okay, okay I yer insist..." He picked up a book from the box and handed it to her. It was a journal with research notes and accounts all seemingly written by the same hand. Dates, times, descriptions. "These are research notes I made. About a man I've been studying, I've heard rumours he's about...I was hoping he could teach me, mentor me in well..." He coughed clearing his throat before mumbling. "Hunting...the supernatural...the undead...er...demons." He looked back up fully expecting an outright torrent of mocking laughter with a slightly expectant look. @Billy O’Riley (Ash) (edited)
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Billy O’Riley{Mortal} BOT 20-Jun-22 08:54 AM
Billy cocked an eyebrow with a smug grin as she listed to the man talk himself into a corner before giggling at the man, “Funny.” As he handed her the leather journal began to flip though it with a tilted head, “Ah, so yer a priest…” she said, turning to the book where he had sighed something as “father” and she let out a chuckle, “And a monster hunter” she seamed amused, before teasing lightly, glancing at the glass of water, “Not gonna soak the pagan in holy wa’er, are ya?”
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Father. Michael O'Brien (Liam) 20-Jun-22 10:03 AM
He undid some of his coat to reveal the collar he still wore. Sighing as he did. A sad smile from the corner of his mouth and a nod. "Aye...well, its more of a costume than anything symbolic these days. I wouldn't class meself anything of the sort, me and the boss seem to have fallen out and don't get me started on his son..." He tries to make light of the situation by offering a joke but from the tone and the look in his eyes he wasn't doing it for his benefit more hers. He had expected some sort of amusement at his profession whether priest or hunter but it still stung even slightly to hear it. "Aye, monsters...who do terrible, awful things to people and hopefully I can stop a few or least see them to some sort of redemption. Not out of any sense of religious duty...nah, I...erm...I didn't...stop something I shudda' and..." He trails off looking back down at his hands. "honestly I'd think yer more of a believer in yer gods, than I am in me own." He looked back up at her giving her another half hearted smile. "It's alright if yer don't believe me, just thanks for not laughin' me out..." (edited)
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Billy O’Riley{Mortal} BOT 20-Jun-22 11:40 AM
“Yer breakin’ ma heart! “ she sighed, seeing the pain behind his eyes. She quickly rationalized away the hunter comments, she’d seen violence, she chocked it up to a vigilante or the like. She sighed and sat back, her gaze softening as she looked at the broken man, “Tryin’ so hard to hide how much yer hurtin’ but as I said,” and reached over to gently pat the side of his scruffy face, “Yer a shite liar.” She looked to a shelf a bit her bottom lip. “How’s about I get you somethin’ to smoke. You’ve had a hard time.”
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Father. Michael O'Brien (Liam) 20-Jun-22 01:29 PM
He stopped for a moment. Gazing at her for a while, outward appearance wouldn't have suggesting she wouldn't have been this caring. He was fully expecting bollocking. He features relaxed and his face lightened as he looked her in the eyes. His face patted brought a slight smirk and a chuckle from him. "Aye well not so much of a liar, hypocrite more my approach...getting so good at it might even beat god for the world title." He nodded his pearly whites showing as he smiled laughing as he did. "Aye well that's up there with me 3 favourite vices, I think I just might Aye, thanks."
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Billy O’Riley{Mortal} BOT 20-Jun-22 02:24 PM
She chortled at his words and eased as his mood lightened. The small woman stood and walked over to one of the cases already opened and pulled a cigar from it. “3? Ooo ya know, now ya have to tell me.” Before walking over and offering him the cigar with her tattooed hand, and pulling a silver accented fancy lighter with the other. After he’d take it, she’d cover the lighter, shielding him from the flame, and lit the cigar with a smile. “Don’t worry about the cost, call it my treat since the whisky went to waste.” She sighed, sitting next to the man and continued, “Besides, always liked the smell of ‘em “
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Father. Michael O'Brien (Liam) 20-Jun-22 05:03 PM
Michael gave her a weird look when she shielded the flame from him and gave a little laugh. "Oooookay I'm irish like but we're not all pyromaniacs yenno" He laughs again after his little joke. As she smiled he dipped his head with a small grin that greeted her as he glanced at her tattoos again. "Well I have ta' say, thought it was the fella thats meant ta be Forkin' out 'ere yer are treatin' me. Some date...I can call it tha' now right? Yer know me name and all." He smiled at the last moment she made as she sat next to him as he took a long breath in. "Will the first vice Is..." He held up the cigar as he release the smoking trapped behind his lips. "I'd say I'm half leavin' more a' trail ov smoke behind me than the divil himself." He took another long drag of the cigar, seeming to savor the taste, closing his eyes and leaning his head back as he did before doing his best impression of a smoke stack. "Second, well I'm a drinker as yer can most probably expect...and I find it rather cynical of them up there, when the first things they gave man the ability to do was to add hops barley and water together, then look down on the act of consuming such a tasty wee beverage." He glanced at Billy out of the corner of his eye making sure to look her directly in the eye. "And the third...being the most natural and human act one can feel, which incidently he" He gestures up to the ceiling again with the cigar. "banned us from...which is kinda' amusin' really when he expects us to give advice on such relationships, without experiencing them ourselves...I beg to differ with him on dat, God always has a plan...and well he did give me the equipment for it...it'd be a sin not to use it yenno." He gives Billy a wink laughing in bemusement at the backwards thinking of his superiors, looking to be in his element. (edited)
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Billy O’Riley{Mortal} BOT 20-Jun-22 06:47 PM
She smiled at his joke, but made no comment. The woman cocked her head to the side with devilish grin, “In’t that cute. Ya think yer off the hook. Well, let’s say ya got’a wee bit to make up on our next date, Michael.” She gave him a smug wink. She leaned back listening to his prattling before letting a low hum as if having caught a key fact, “So that’s why ya asked me to strip! A wee bit fast don’t ya think? And in the office of a man that’ll throw ya out the window if he caught ya no less…” She snickered and bit her bottom lip, looking him up and down like he was a snack. Her fingers gripped her pants leg as she toyed with an idea, her gaze flitting to the desk behind her for a second. Then she tutt. She took a breath, closed her eyes and let out a sigh of annoyance, as if she could no longer entertain the idea. She gave an apologetic half-smile, “Look, Michael, as sweet as this is, I gave that spooky betch mah name ‘n number ‘n now she knows where I werk n’ my profession as a photographer too. So… I can’t exactly stay kickin’ ‘round ‘ere or go back to mah place. If they got eyes on this place with us together, yer vigilante handsome self may get dragged into this too. I got some folk I have to talk to tonight so there might be a next week fer me. “ She explained nonchalantly, like the threat on her life was an annoying paper. She paused, looking to reconsider a moment as she looked at him, “Then again, I’m here fer a good time, not a long time…”
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Father. Michael O'Brien (Liam) 21-Jun-22 06:54 AM
lifting his head off the back of the couch he smiles puffing out another fountain of smoke. Giving a small cheeky smirk as he did. "Awk naw 'ere Billy I thought 'avin' a man literally fallin' for yer in yer own bar would be enough. Suppose I will 'ave ta' make up for it maybe less shock treatment more CPR aye?" He couldn't help the grin on his face as he popped the cigar back into his mouth. Slowly taking another deep intake allowing it this time to whisp out between his lips and as she made the stripping comment. He nearly choked on the cigar smoke as he let out a spluttered laughter. He took a moment before looking at her a large Cheshire cat grin and a glint in his dark blue eyes. "Ah...'ere now, if I was askin' yer to strip I well enough would'nae been so coy about it...yer give me too much credit and well...the nights still young dunno if yer wanna act as me nurse all night now." He looks around the office for a moment glancing over at the desk. "But there's so much fun a man can get up ta' in here...suppose it'll be a way to sin in the eyes of both our bosses huh?" His lips pursed to the side as he glance back at her the same mischievous look in his eyes as he eyed her up and down. His eyebrows lifted though as he tilted his head noticing the sympathetic smile of 'not this time'. "If you're sure. Yer woman there...she erm...I'd be careful now. An' yer honestly don't need ta' be worryin' yer pretty wee tattooed ars...person about it. I think I've ran into her type before...an' I've gave 'em a few nasty surprises. When ever yer fancy sure...I'm not exactly spendin' me time praying anymore...thanks for makin' me sound like some kinda batman with a dog collar, ill have ta' get yer to write ma' business cards." Thinking that was it Michael place the cigar down on an ashtray, reached down to grab the box of books leaning forward closer to the redheaded woman. He stopped as she spoke, a slight look of suprise as he glanced up at her with his big blue eyes a few inches away from her lips. "Well...erm...sure you know who can say your funeral mass if everythin' goes ta' shite anyway." He smirked as he looked from her eyes to her lips.
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Billy O’Riley{Mortal} BOT 21-Jun-22 07:47 AM
The woman’s eyes caught the motion to dab out the cigar and reached a hand across him to intercept, “What exactly do ya think yer doin’?” She asked a half laugh. The woman slipped her hand beneath his, and danced her calloused fingers with a degree of finesse through his to gently take the Cigar. She leaned a bit closer and mused, “Ya know, fer a man who claims this as one of yer vices, ya sure don’t ‘ave a good grasp on how it werks… guess I’ll ‘ave to teach ya. Hopefully yer not as bad with the others. “ she teased before adding, “I’d hope this is a fluke and that ya don’t finish everythin’ so quick. A Cigars supposed to last fer an hour at least. It isn’t a cigarette!” She said before planting the cigar between her own toothy smile. Not nearly as white or bright and pretty, but happy no less. She took a moment while he spoke to drag a whirl of smoke through her lungs, but instead of pulling back, shifted her weight. In a moment, she straddled across Michael, her tattooed arm holding her up. She took her free hand and pulled the cigar as she quietly murmured, “I actually quite like mah boss… but that doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy mahself. I can’t nurse ya back to health tonight but…” the woman leaned closer and allowed her lids to lull as her voice dropped to a smooth near whisper. “I can give you a kiss bet’er before I send ya on yer way.” Her bright blue green eyes danced with wildness just barely being tamped back. She placed the cigar between her lips and took a drag from it as she tilted her head back with a grin. She held there for a moment before leaning in, resting the cigar holding hand and forearm against the couch. She gently nudged her nose against his before finally exhaling just a bit of smoke to tease his senses. She pause there, a slight smile playing at her lips as her eyes nearly closed, waiting for the man to take the bait, to accept. She waited to moan an ecstasy of perfectly smooth and earthy taste of smoke to share.
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Father. Michael O'Brien (Liam) 21-Jun-22 02:40 PM
Michael glanced at her hand as she took the cigar from him. She got a slightly impressed look in return as he let it go so she could take it. "Well now, if I was payin' the cigar more mind that yerself yer'd think somethin' was up with me wouldn't ya? But I'm more than 'appy to learn." He bit his lip at her next comment pushing his tongue into his cheek as he thought of the best way to respond. "Awk...that would be tellin' wouldn't it gotta find out for yerself. See, now I'm more used ta' Cigarettes, very rare to 'ave a wee cigar on tap whenever I wanna...I'm not an Cardinal now." His eyes slowly glanced down again to her playful smile before they lifted slowly again. dipping his head back down, gently placing a hand on her thigh as she grew closer to him, probably close enough to smell his aftershave, though by his beard it was more for the scent than practical use. As she offered him a kiss his eyes trailed back up, her neck, the her lips, then finally meeting her gaze. "Well now, tha' would make my night." The irishman watched her with delight as she seem to to be enjoying her self, teasing him so expertly as if it was natural to her. There was a curious fascination in his eyes as they sparkled. He licked his lips in anticipation as he couldn't help but be lost in her presence. Then when she gently nudged his nose blowing the smoke so he could taste it, inhale it he thought he felt faint. His eyes half closed as if in a dreamlike state a unconscious noise escaped his mouth as he bit his lip again. Then Michael took the bait he leaned the last half an inch towards her and entwined his lips with hers, the mixture of the rich taste of the smoke still lingering behind her lips and the release he felt was exquisite, he closed his eyes and savoured the moment. His hand moved from her thigh up slowly his fingers trailing along with a fingertips touch, until he reach her waist band his hand then gripping firmly onto her hip.
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Billy O’Riley{Mortal} BOT 21-Jun-22 03:07 PM
Billy’s eyes closed with the smile still on her lips as they kissed. At first it was a simple and gentle touch. Sweet smokey bliss, a little mumble of ecstasy escaping her to be muffled by the other man’s lips. Her face flushed a bit as she leaned in, feeling the hot smoke pour out on their shared breath. It smelled of a smoldering earth and spring flowers. It tasted of lust and sweat and delight. As his finger pulled along her inner thigh, her brow furrowed as she, fought the growing urge to give in… and caved anyway, leaning her body closer to his, drawing her hips closer to his. Her hand that didn’t hold the cigar cupped the side of his face, her thumb running across his beard before her fingers slow slid up and toward the back of his head to twine themselves a handful of bright red hair. With grasp that grew for firm, she pulled him in pressed another kiss, harder this time, getting whisked away in the motions of it all. She wasn’t thinking anymore, not really.
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Father. Michael O'Brien (Liam) 21-Jun-22 03:46 PM
Michael lapsed into the bliss. His eyes half opened as he saw the Same effect he felt on his own face happening to the woman he was now sharing a smokey kiss with. His eyes looked up to the ceiling. Thank ya Jesus, you beautiful illegitimate son of a holy spirit you! Finally after everything you come through for me. May the Lord in his most infinite wingman-ship be praised. Thou art truly doing thy brother a blessing. His other hand running along her other thigh as she turned, it trailed up her side and made its way into her wild red hair. He leaned in more, tasting all he could. His grip holding her in place as he felt her melt under his hands. Her hand cupping his face, the thumb that ran along his jaw line sent shivers down his spine as he moaning into her mouth. He was pulled yet again as she refused to let go from their embrace as he felt her press more, wanting more. His finger slipping inside her waistline as he felt...something hard. His eyes slowly opened again not breaking the kiss...he had other things currently running through his mind. He stared at the ceiling once again and prayed, this time in a different tone. Billy isn't a girls name is it?... he stared more at the ceiling, still locked in the embrace. You hippy, sandal wearing arsehole! Why? I asked for this one thing and you had to go and be a dick about things...literally. That's it, I'm eating all the crackers and drinking all the wine when I get back...You pale imitation of the Budda. I hope you trip over a cloud or stub you toe on the pearly gates ya' bearded Prick and as for your Da' he can go suck billys evidently big... He remembered where he was and stopped his clerical rant. Pulling away from the embrace looking at the woman now with a slight worried expression. He tapped the hard thing tucked into her waistline. "Er..Billy...What's that?" (edited)
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Billy O’Riley{Mortal} BOT 21-Jun-22 04:01 PM
A little disappointed whimper escaped her as he pulled away, her grip growing light as she peaked open her eyes slowly, in a slightly confused daze. She let out a quiet “huh?” Not registering the contact, taking a moment to looked down at what he was tapping. She sat back on her haunches, as her mind slowly cleared, drawing back her hands as her witty mind pulled together a half truth, “It’s a case fer somethin’ my boss got me, why?” She asked, the high dying out in a rather unsatisfying manner.
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Father. Michael O'Brien (Liam) 21-Jun-22 04:14 PM
The man gave out a large sigh of relief as she explain his hand going to wipe some of the hair from his face. "No your good, I just didn't realise ya must have dated lads from Belfast before..." He tapped the holster with his finger. "That's a different type of protection than I was expecting yer to bring..." He gave a relieved chuckle. He looked up at her thinking on his feet noticing the disappointed whimper. "Listen, it's like a book, I've given ya a wee glance at the pages...but don't wanna ruin the ending for ya now do I? Consider tha' a taster literally an' figuratively. Question is now tha' sound like fun to you? Promise wont make yer go to mass." He gave her a softer smile as he looked into her eyes again.
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Billy O’Riley{Mortal} BOT 21-Jun-22 04:30 PM
Billy cocked an eyebrow before moving back and standing up again, officially having lost the lust that drove her as she retorted, “I’m from Glasgow, yeknow, the murder capital of all of Europe. Makes Belfast look like a worse joke than the ones ya spin. “ Pleased with her remark, she took a drag from the Cigar and listened before cracking a smile again with a chuckle, “Then I guess yer going to have to come back ‘ere. After I kick ya out tonight. I don’t ‘ave a phone. How’s that sound?” She asked, readjusting her clothing so it didn’t look like she was just snogging on her boss’s couch. She glanced back down at him before her eyes wondered lower on his form and smirked, “Besides I think yer healthy ‘nough to get home from what I can see. “
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Father. Michael O'Brien (Liam) 21-Jun-22 04:46 PM
Michael blinked a few times at her and and her comments about Glasgow and Belfast. His smile hung loose and wide as he listened to her. "Ah-Huh...well I'm sure Glasgow as many things on Belfast, a wee cutie like yerself being among the top of them." He looked down at the books next to him pondering something before he looked back over at her. "Aye, sure I will, I'm free most days except for Sundays ma' boss likes me workin' weekends for some reason. Sounds dead on to me." He watched as she straightened her self hiding the laughter as he dipped his head until she spoke again his head shot up with a questioning Stare. Before he looked down immediately noticing and crossing his legs. "Yenno wa' maybe I'm better waitin' a few minutes after yer leave...make it look less suspicious yenno...and wait for this to go down." He give a slight embarrassed smile. As he tapped his knee.
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Billy O’Riley{Mortal} BOT 21-Jun-22 04:51 PM
“Aye, well the place is closed up. Don’t make a mess on yer way out, ya hear?” She said with a content smile before straightening her hair and nodding to him “Gnight, Micheal”. Before straightening the office a bit, and leaving down the stairs. ===End===
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Father. Michael O'Brien (Liam) 21-Jun-22 04:59 PM
Recap: Michael ends up in the office a Mister Vlog and comes around being nursed over by Billy, a few things are explained, causal stuff like being a hunter...trauma, that light conversation kinda stuff. This strangely leads to a makeout session, don't ask me how. At some point Michael believes he's made a huge mistake when he feels something hard in Billys Jeans...this surprising leads to the set up of another date. The end(amendment: Michael's flirty Irish charm worked wonders) (edited)
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