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He barely had time to crack a smirk before he was dropping his suitcase and sliding his arms around her waist, ignoring the bustle of his surroundings and giving her his full attention.  "I missed you too." He replied, pulling back to boast a grin. "Married an Italian bitch? With that kind of fuckin' arm hair? No way. Maybe if she made nice cannolis, but then I'd just steal the recipe and drown her in the lake." He said, half-jokingly. 

Her arms flew around his neck with a small squeal as she attached herself as closely to him as she physically could as soon as she heard his voice. She didn't care where they where or who's eyes were upon them.

"I missed you so much." She said finally pulling away from him. "I thought maybe you'd settled over there, married some Italian bitch and bought a place near the lake." Her smirk painted across her face as she admired his tan.

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Send "Can I kiss you?" to see how my muse responds.

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The prospect of a business trip to Italy was, to Luigi, good enough; he payed no thought to what effect business boredom would have on his enjoyment of Rome's beauty, until he found himself despising every second of his trip--and missing the girl back home.  Despite this, the crowds of the airport and hassle of security (in other words, the seizure of several knives he'd tried to bring as carry-ons) had him wishing he'd never bothered to catch his flight home.  But he forgot about all his complaints as soon as he spotted Kittie waiting for him. Dragging his designer suitcase behind him, he rushed over, stifling a grin.  "Waiting for someone?"

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Send "Flesh" for my muses reaction to your muse pushing them up against a wall and biting their neck

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send me a “☁” and i will put my itunes on shuffle, pick my favorite line from the first song that comes up and use it for a starter.

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Send me "Hot Damn" if my muse gets yours hot and bothered

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Send me a headcannon about my character and I'll either confirm it, or deny it.

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Usually, I don't participate in tag game sort of things, but seeing as it's late and I need any excuse for something to do...  Tagged by hbickittie--too lazy to tag anyone myself. 

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I did a bad thing

Send “I did a bad thing.” For my character’s reaction to yours coming to them with blood on their hands.

"Fucking hell. Alright, don’t touch any of my shit with that fucking mess on your hands, I’ll take the fall for whoever you killed." 

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Check out this sheet of RIDICULOUS potential sentence starters I found:

A hard on doesn’t count as personal growth.

Do I look like a fucking people person?

This isn’t an office. It’s Hell with fluorescent lighting.

I started out with nothing, and I still have most of it left.

I pretend to work. You pretend to pay me.

If I throw a stick, will you leave?

And just how may I screw you over today?

And your crybaby whiny-assed opinion would be…?

I’m just working here ‘till a good fast food job opens up.

I’m not your type; I’m not inflatable.

I’m trying to imagine you with a personality.

Someone here is is thinking about sex. Okay, it’s me.

I have a computer, a vibrator, and pizza delivery. Why should I leave the house?

I just want revenge. Is that so wrong?

It’s sick the way you people keep having sex without me.

I work 40 hours a week to be this poor.

Okay, okay, I take it back! Unfuck you!

Nice perfume. Must you marinate in it?

You look like shit. Is that the style now?

Earth is full. Go home.

I thought I wanted a career; turns out all I wanted was paychecks.

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Leave ↓ for a strange fact about the Mun

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Chase the morning... Yield for nothing...

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Send "I did a bad thing." For my character's reaction to yours coming to them with blood on their hands.

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OOC

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        "Need some tools, or can you whip that sort of shit up on your own?" He asked, unsure whether her magic would render his weapons useless, or whether she'd find use for them. He was still deeply confused as to her abilities, but didn't put much thought to it, only bothering to speculate when it became necessary. Besides, it was much more fun to direct his attention to anticipation of the task ahead of them. 

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      ☀    ⊱   "Oh goody," she smiled, "What are we waiting for? Let’s go play." Baby hadn’t expected something like this to happen. She expected to go in, apply, and have to use her magic to get the job. But instead she wound up having fun with her boss-to-be and ended up going on a murder date assignment with him. If this was how it worked here, then Baby knew she’d enjoy herself. The Trickster was vibrating with excitement as she waited for him, ready to do some assignments.

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                ☛ Hope so too.                            Been looking forward to the show. Try not to strain your shit up there. ☚

          ❛ ah. i’ve been well.                        my throat is a bit sore. i hope i will be able to sing tonight. ❜