Lucy stared at the snake ring that made its home on her ring finger. Her entire life she did not believe she would have a normal life. This ring meant more then just a promise, it was her chance to have a family. A true family. Gently she rubbed her stomach. Perhaps she would even bare a child. The thought made her chuckle a little. “A family…” she whispered to herself.
Puts out an apb on Clair.
Lucy has received a package. That was not unusual, she often did. She was quite used to being showered in gifts. Just like most of her packages it was unmarked, so that did not cause any concern. She took out a box cutter and opened the package, inside was a Pikachu onsie.
A pikachu onsie was something Lucy knew quite well. For her darling Red had taken upon himself to wear one. All she could do was hope that he changed his clothes for his lectures. She had enough problems as it is.
"Why not…?" Lucy looked down at the onsie and she removed her clothes. With ease she slipped into the Pikachu onsie. She looked into one of her many mirrors and said,’Chu,’ with a slight laugh. It was strange for her to be dressed like a mouse, when she was snake.
Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!!!! Yo, this isn’t even cool, who the hell do you think you are,treatin’ me like this! W-WHAT, NO, I’M NOT /NEW/!!
-Rubbing his ear indignantly- Maybe because I don’t deal to savages like YOU, Lucy. Seriously, a knife? The fuck, man. .. Seriously.. And what is wrong with my trench coat…? IT’S FUCKING USEFUL, YOU TRY HIDING DRUGS IN UR PANTS POCKET. Lemme spell somethin’ for you: I-M-P-O-S-S.. Uhh, e-b-l-e. Ha!
Sorry dear, but I’m not everyone. I’m just Looker, and I decide who I have time for. Hmph.
A smirk crossed Lucy’s lip as he inquired why she treated him as she did. He really was a complete dunce. It was a miracle someone less forgiving than Lucy did not take him out. She flipped her switch blade closed and slipped it back into her pants. Yes pants, not pocket. Underneath what little clothes she wore in general lay an arsenal at all times. “You wouldn’t believe what I can hid in my pants love…So it is possible.”
“Hm…what did you call me? Savage? I like it…” If a man was too idiotic to take her as a threat, there was one thing Lucy could rely on to get her point across. “You really think so…?” She brought herself close to him, so close they were just a breath away from touching. She lay a gentle kiss on his ear lobe before she whispered, “Looker…I am not just anyone either…Trust me…” With a coy smile she ran her hand down his chest and stopped right before his groin. “I am Lucy…I am much more generous than most of the bosses around here…” She slipped her fingers underneath the top of his pants and gently rubbed the skin. “Trust me…You need my protection….Or else some less forgiving men may come after you…Men who I won’t be able to stop unless I tell them…you are mine…”
Delilah~I have something wonderful to tell you…
Why don’t you just give him bath salts…
The fuck. Is that a knife?
Are you going to fucking shank me with a knife right now cause honey nobody has TIME for that.
Do you want some drugs or not?
You deal drugs…but are confused about…a knife?
Are you new to this…?
-She grabs him by an ear an pulls it upward.Like a mother would do to a misbehaving child.- One don’t call me honey…Two you will make time…Three…If I were inclined to do drugs…I wouldn’t get them from some side walk peddler in a trench coat…Four…Everyone makes time for me…
-Lets go of his ear.-
I have no idea how you are not dead yet…
so. -clears throat-
anyone want sum drugs.
…You are selling drugs…on my territory.?
How dreadfully rude…
-Plays with her switch blade.-
I am Lucy…you are?
"To Dragon’s Den, of course." Clair answered simply. The city was close by, but she never did wander much. It was always straight to and from the Gym or picking up some things from the local Poké Mart. "Ah, we could visit the gym, if you’d like. It should be closed to visitors by now."
Around them, one could see the city’s residents glancing cautiously towards Clair. Each one whispering and muttering amongst themselves. Whether the dragon tamer noticed or not was unclear, she didn’t pay them much attention. Children were the only ones who didn’t follow the others, giving the two one glance before continuing with their play fights. A few of them had a horsea or a dratini by their side, playing along with them.
"Blackthorn is a city of dragon tamers." Clair spoke up, taking up the role of the guide. "It’s not at all surprising to see them start so young." The children had reminded her of when Lance and her were younger. Their battles were far more fierce, but the idea was all the same. "Even if there has been a decline—" She frowned, cutting herself off and changing the subject. "The Den is on the other side of the lake, a good distance from here. It is reserved for those of the Dragon Clan and those that Grandfather allows." She gave a bit of a snort. "My word is just a good as his. No one would question it if I brought you inside."
There was still one problem Lucy had not solved yet. What lie should she tell? Their meeting had been far from orthodox. Lucy practically molested Clair, than made her dinner. In the end those aggressive sexual advances changed her life for the better. Who could have guessed?
“I have never been in a gym before…” Lucy cocked her head to the right. “That could be fun.” She swung their hands back and forth. “Even so I was once offered at the Hoenn Battle Frontier. That Scott is quite a character.”
Unlike Clair¸ Lucy could not help but smile at the children at play. “It is good to have ambition at a young age. In fact I think it is lovely… Normalcy is a beautiful thing…Ironically people who have it never truly appreciate it.”
“Are you sure that this is ok?” A rare instance occurred, Lucy’s voice wavered, “Did you tell the clan I was coming…? Or will I be a surprise?”
I did not approve of this surprise underwear removal…
Don’t make me take you to my office Building-Chan…