Clark Kent (
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January catch-all
Who: Clark Kent (
apricitous) & you!
What: Catch-All and some concern about the state of things
When: January
Where: largely Wyver
Warning(s): none so far
[ scouting for reporters | wyver | open]
[ While Clark's put up his message, he's also putting up a few flyers around town with the same basic content; while his focus is the refugee population, just for ease of communication, he's not opposed should any locals show any interest in helping. He obviously can't offer any money since it's not a business as of yet per se or anything but... if you see him, feel free to ask about it. ]
[deserters | outside of the city | open ]
[ There are things Clark can't do, but there are also things he can do, things that he can't not do when it comes right down to it... and one of those things is look out for people. Especially people who are desperately trying to avoid a conflict.
Clark goes there first, asks what they need, and at first he uses some of the funds from his dragon bounty, what was still there. It's after Christmas, so it was a little more scant than he'd like, but he makes up for it by eating less, sitting in the sun more; he'll cook portions for Jessica the same as usual but he can make do himself. Eventually, he does have to ask for money, but he'll run into the city and bring back just about anything. He's also taken to spending the occasional afternoon out there, though, patrolling from the sky or ground to take care of any natural threats that might be stalking the smaller settlements just in case... ]
[ home | wyver | open ]
[ If you happen to come by their house, you'll find Clark at one of three activities: attempting to write something on the current Wyver-Olympia conflict, trying to figure out how he can better siphon some of his paycheck into supplies, cooking the occasional bit of food, and working from a particular book given to him for Christmas as a present, muttering to himself in a strange language that your character almost certainly isn't familiar with. ]
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What: Catch-All and some concern about the state of things
When: January
Where: largely Wyver
Warning(s): none so far
[ scouting for reporters | wyver | open]
[ While Clark's put up his message, he's also putting up a few flyers around town with the same basic content; while his focus is the refugee population, just for ease of communication, he's not opposed should any locals show any interest in helping. He obviously can't offer any money since it's not a business as of yet per se or anything but... if you see him, feel free to ask about it. ]
[deserters | outside of the city | open ]
[ There are things Clark can't do, but there are also things he can do, things that he can't not do when it comes right down to it... and one of those things is look out for people. Especially people who are desperately trying to avoid a conflict.
Clark goes there first, asks what they need, and at first he uses some of the funds from his dragon bounty, what was still there. It's after Christmas, so it was a little more scant than he'd like, but he makes up for it by eating less, sitting in the sun more; he'll cook portions for Jessica the same as usual but he can make do himself. Eventually, he does have to ask for money, but he'll run into the city and bring back just about anything. He's also taken to spending the occasional afternoon out there, though, patrolling from the sky or ground to take care of any natural threats that might be stalking the smaller settlements just in case... ]
[ home | wyver | open ]
[ If you happen to come by their house, you'll find Clark at one of three activities: attempting to write something on the current Wyver-Olympia conflict, trying to figure out how he can better siphon some of his paycheck into supplies, cooking the occasional bit of food, and working from a particular book given to him for Christmas as a present, muttering to himself in a strange language that your character almost certainly isn't familiar with. ]
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Ma'am, yes ma'am.
[He is going to watch her with some amusement as she goes to get the rest of the boxes. Once she's out of sight, he'll start opening things up. Might as well get things laid out on the table, after all... ]
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You know, I could get used to naked Clark at dinner. Though, you'd have to lose the boxers entirely.
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I'll only consider it for dinners where we're dining alone together.
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I don't see anyone else here.
[She did move to go get her bottle and glass, picking up his as well and bringing it back to the table. Refilling them both, she set his in front of him and went to sit in her chair, looking over the mess of food in front of them.]
Not bad. Pass me one of those stuffed fungus things.
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I said I'd consider it. Maybe I'm keeping these on to keep us both focused on the food.
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[She took one herself, popping it in her mouth and making a pleased sound before she washed it down with whiskey. She'd give Wyver this much; they had decent food. None of that processed shit she was used to back home. There was something about knowing that everything here was fresh, local, and didn't have tons of shit she couldn't even pronounce in it.]
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And you can't do that while I'm in boxers because...
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[ And he is studiously avoiding looking at her even as a smile curls on his lips.]
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Can I answer 'both'? I think I'd like to do both. Sexy Clark plate first, then move on to feeding the sexy Clark plate and riding him...
[Yeah, that sounded like a good plan.]
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I hope it lives up to what you've been thinking of.
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[She hadn't actually thought he'd go through with it, but then, she should know better when it came to Clark and what he seemed to be willing to do in terms of things she suggested. She looked down at a pinch to her fingers, noticing she'd squeezed the fork into a mess, bending it and warping it out of its original shape. Oops.]
Oh...
[Yeah, that was a good sight. Made more so by the fact that he just... hovered there. She stood and came over to him, running her hands up along his thighs, over his hip, then up along his chest.]
You know, it's really hard to think about food when you always look so much better in terms of things I want to put in my mouth.
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Thought that was the point, Jess: put the food on me so that you get both.
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[She slid her hand under him to get a grip of said ass, giving it a squeeze before she moved to the table, picking up one of the boxes that had some of the spiced meat.]
And you're sure this won't be too hot to put on you, right?
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[ He closes his eyes, wriggles his ass in her hand, and settles back into a proper 'plank'. ]
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She started to lay the bits of meat out on him, picking out some of the stuffed mushroom things to space out along with them. He made a pretty sexy plate.]
You know... I'm incredibly tempted to go get my camera.
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Would you enjoy that? Now or... in general.
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[She bent her head, keeping her hair out of the way as she nibbled on a piece of the meat resting on him.]
Mm... tastes way better off you.
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Then go get your camera. Or wait until I'm not wearing dinner.
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Wait here.
[She literally flew into her room, bumping into the door since she hadn't quite managed the whole slowing and turning thing yet. But she got her camera out and checked it to make sure her card was clean and the battery was charged.
She sauntered back out, lifting the camera to take a few distance shots as she started to move around the sexiest floating dinner plate she'd ever seen.]
You are unfairly attractive. You could always get a modeling job if you're looking to make some quick cash.
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There is a very select group of people I like looking at me anything like this.
You're one of them.
[ Then, just to be, well, honest- ]
I've done it, a couple of times. Nothing big, just a couple of art schools for a few bucks.
I didn't really love it.
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[She stepped around him, moving in closer and taking different angles of shits. Some high, some low. Some with the full monty, some with just his upper chest and face. After a few more clicks, she stopped, moving to set the camera somewhere where, hopefully, it wouldn't get damaged if things went the way they were looking to go.]
I might have had an interest in art if we'd had someone like you coming in.
[She comes back up to him, running her hand down along his arm, lifting it so she could set it in her hair even as she lowered her head back to lick a little sauce that had smeared on him.]
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Yes, like that. I was on the road, there was an ad at the hostel.
The class was nice but... I felt like a specimen.
[ So much of intimacy, of comfort with his body and sex, was tied up in how connected, how close, how comfortable he was with someone. He was never ashamed of what he looked like but he didn't want to be anything but dressed with people he didn't know. ]
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[She moved a little higher up, tongue flicking over his nipple before she moved to take a bite from a piece of meat resting on his chest.]
No one's going to try that here.
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If only because there is no FBI that we know of.
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