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redrockcanadian:

"Well that doesn’t sound so great, I hope it isn’t anything serious." There was probably a number of causes that was affecting his friend’s sleeping patterns, with any luck it wasn’t something he had to concern himself with. Outcast scanned the room and tried to recall if he had actually been here before. His train of thought was broken upon hearing both the young lady’s name and the fact that he didn’t live up to the her expectations, and then once more after she complimented the Khan’s apparel, at least he hoped it was a compliment.

"What this thing? it’s nothing special really, and it’s a pleasure to meet you Kiya." Outcast broke eye contact with the woman and allowed his gaze to trail to the floor, unsure of how to deal with their observation. Admittedly the Tribal was curious as to what Billie had said about him, wondering if it would be rude of him to pry into the matter. "If you don’t mind me asking, what has she said about me? since apparently there was an expected mental image of me."

    Absentmindedly he rubbed a small fold of the man’s shirt. It felt thick and soft enough to numb his pads after a few presses.. “Huh?” The boy snapped back to the room and peered up at Outcast. Was the man feeling…insecure? A thin smile curled against Kiya’s cheeks. “Don’t worry about it. All good things.” With a small pat at the tribal’s arm, he moved across the living room. Delicate hands smoothed down the back of his skirt before he sat down at a beaten up couch. 

    “She told me you’ve been exceptionally nice and polite since the day you two met. ‘A real gentlemen’, is what she’d call you.” The short scrap leaned back against the cushion, but kept his stare locked on the other’s expression. “I just didn’t expect such a nice guy to be so…big. Know what I mean?”

catothehound:

"What?!"


"Ah, sorry! I was just wondering if you&#8217;re the one that takes care of the dogs around here."

redrockcanadian:

Once he was satisfied that he thirst had been quenched for a time Outcast began scanning the horizon to determine which direction he should head. The khan had idled for longer than he intended as he was lost in thought, so much so that he jumped in place when he heard the door open behind him. The startled man nearly reached for his weapon until he saw who was responsible, it seemed the owner of this place a young woman, he didn’t know what to expect though for whatever reason he expected someone a little taller.

"uh yea sure, and is she alright though?" Outcast asked, at least to him it felt a bit odd to be sleeping at this time, was his friend feeling under the weather perhaps? The tribal began to approach the young woman and followed them indoors, setting his stuff down by the doorway so it didn’t bump into anything later. "So I guess you sorta know me, mind if I ask you who are?" Outcast wanted to put a name to this face at some point, just so he didn’t embarrass himself later.

     The short scrap stepped back as he walked by. Kiya watched with curiosity as Outcast slipped some things to the side of the door. He restrained himself from approaching the items though, not wanting to look like a snoop. With a newly found skip in his step, he smiled at the thought of a sober, less lethargic company. “She’s been having trouble sleeping at night, so taking naps during the day is  her way of coping I guess.” 

    Cautiously the boy walked to the man’s side, then to his back and once again into view. “My name is Kiya. You don’t really look like the Outcast Billie described. Then again, she didn’t describe you physically.” His small laugh was cut off short by the sight of the other’s clothes. He’d seen the pattern before, but it was rare finding someone that actually wore it. “That’s a cute shirt.” 

redrockcanadian


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"You are cute." 

Sam nervously wrung his hands before he leaned towards Billie, planting a short and sweet kiss on her brow. "Kinda regret not doing that sooner..."
gunhandsam


Billie let the kiss pass, though her shoulders tensed just the tiniest bit. She held her tongue for a good while and played with the sleeves of her jacket. “Okay.” With that she turned and resumed whatever the hell she was doing. 

the-cardinal-prince


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"It would be a lot more fun if you take all of that off."

hoovesondeadground


hoovesondeadground:

goodytwoshoesbillie:

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"Aren’t you Jack’s boyfriend or something?" 

"Boyfriend? I am his friend that is a boy. Yes. That’s what we are." Stag replies very stiffly. 

 Kiya only cackles and resumes cackling as he walks away. 

toneverbeking


toneverbeking:

goodytwoshoesbillie:

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"Hey hey hey…not out in public." 

"Then how about in private?" Eyebrow waggling

The boy looked him over and shook his head. “Sorry, but I don’t think you’ll like what I have to offer.” He winked and brushed the blonde off.

hoovesondeadground


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"Aren’t you Jack’s boyfriend or something?" 

  1. GUNHANDSAM SAID: *The color drains from his face as he quickly but gently sets her on her feet.*

 The boy laughs as he’s carefully let go. “It’s a lil joke. Thanks for the kiss.” He blows one in return and turns around to leave. The men and women of the mojave are so fun. 

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