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|| lore post coming when I can manage it lol
𝘛𝘩𝘦
𝐒.𝐏.𝐋.𝐄.𝐍.𝐃.𝐎.𝐑
𝘈𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘺
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𝘗𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘐𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳 𝐑. 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐄
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𝐒𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘦𝘥 𝐏𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝐋𝘦𝘨𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬, 𝐄𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝐍𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝐃𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 & 𝐎𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝐑𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩
❝ 𝐒𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐑 𝘪𝘯 𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘦, 𝐒𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐑 𝘪𝘯 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩 — 𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝐒𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐑 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘚𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘺 .ᐟ ❞
𝕴'𝖒 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖘𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖊𝖉,
𝕴 𝖜𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝖉𝖎𝖊 𝖎𝖓 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊
𝖂𝖍𝖎𝖑𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖑𝖉 𝖇𝖚𝖗𝖓𝖘 𝖉𝖔𝖜𝖓
𝕯𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖋𝖊𝖆𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖎𝖙'𝖘 𝖙𝖔𝖔 𝖑𝖆𝖙𝖊
𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖙𝖎𝖉𝖊?
𝕿𝖍𝖊𝖘𝖊 𝖒𝖆𝖈𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖘 𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖓𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖇𝖚𝖎𝖑𝖙 . . .
𝕋𝕆 𝔹𝕌ℝℕ 𝔸𝕃𝕀𝕍𝔼.
#MVRP \•\ #OCRP /•/ #AURP
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At a touch, her blonde hair shifted to jet black, and she leaned back slightly in her seat, watching Roy while he interacted with the girl. He was surprisingly gentle with kids, considering how gruff he was with everyone else.
Her tone was far more gentle as she spoke to the teen.
"Did you need
- ART CREDIT
Art by Hannah Rivera depicting a man wearing a heavy coat. He has dark hair with a gray patch, as well as a mustache and beard.
"...and in this city, there's never a place for people with a soft heart."
Art by _Z eD_ A woman with dark hair and orange eyes wearing a set of futuristic armor stares at the pov
"Night City isn't the only city around..."
"These fools aren't making nearly enough deals lately."
You could just come BACK to ME.
😒
Time to leave...
"It's a deal," the succubus snapped her fingers and vanished, but nothing seems to have changed...
"It's more about what you want."
Company?
Well, to be honest, that was unexpected. She made the bag reappear in her hand, then began to count out the coins within.
The black pouch vanished in her had, her utter displeasure clear on her face.
"You best scurry on before you sour my mood further."
A poorly thought out request, and an easy one for the succubus to take advantage of, but she always took pity on first-timers.
“If you draft a contract, you must always look back at it and wonder how it could be turned against you.”
“That I do.”
“Manipulation.” Avice clicked her tongue, but she wasn't going to launch into some long-winded rant at the moment. She wanted some wine first.
“Interesting question. I think we both know the answer to that.”
Avice leaned in toward Tomomi. "Do you want an excuse to be mad?"
"Temper, temper."