Name (Nickname): Tephia Scully (Teph)
Attire: Brown leather and cotton top; short brown leather skirt with suspenders; brown leather arm and thigh bands; brown leather boots; head piece.
Weapon: Knife (though not really usable for defending or fighting--a gift from her twin brother, Tidus).
Location: Inside the walls of Neuleben (random area).
Tagging: Anyone.
Time: September 16, 3585; Early morning.
Night had passed and Tephia had been grateful for Gideon's kindness. The man had seen to it that she'd stayed somewhere safe for the night given how shaken she'd become the evening before due to the unfortunate assault in the bario. But really, she was always shaken, always nervous. She'd been that way since crash landing on this godforsaken planet and had been even worse since losing her twin.
Oh Tidus!
Tephia felt utterly lost since the death of her twin brother. Having seen him get swarmed and bitten and then turn... it had been too much to bear. As she walked the still fairly quiet streets of Neuleben, her hand went to the knife she carried on her thigh--the one Tidus had given her. She felt an odd sense of comfort the moment her fingertips touched its handle. Her eyes shifted from sided to side, taking in everything about her. From the look of things, the night had been active--fights, perhaps a breech and no doubt acts sin had all transpired. But then, that was the way of Neuleben.
A shiver ran along Tephia's spine, her mind reeling with dark thoughts. Suddenly, her feet began walking of their own accord--left, right, left, right--and once again, she was in unfamiliar territory. She let out a groan at this new pattern she seemed to making for herself. Hopefully, it wasn't a new habit though she had to admit it seemed like it was becoming one and, if that was the case, she needed to break it. Fast.
As Tephia continued to walk, she could feel her paranoia rising along with onlookers eyes. She just hoped the brute from the night before didn't remember her, that no breeches occurred in the recent past, that... oh her mind was running rampant with 'worst case scenarios'. Trembling now, she knew she needed to move, but her body had frozen, fear the winner.
Damn it!
How she hated herself and all her flaws. How she missed Tidus.
Name (Nickname): Caroline Bailey (Carrie)
Attire: Naked.
Weapon: None.
Location: Inside the walls of Neuleben (Josh's Mechanic Shop).
Tagging: Anyone; Josh.
Time: September 15, 3585; Later Evening.
Carrie whimpered and gasped as her body writhed beneath Josh's, his own thrusts picking up speed. She could sense his urgency, his want and desire, and she welcomed it as she wrapped her arms tightly about him. All of this was new, so overwhelming, but she was glad to be sharing this moment with him, this intimacy. Finally after several hard thrusts, she felt his body tense and suddenly he was filling her up with his cum, coating her insides for the first time as she gave him the one and only gift she could. She could feel her eyes tearing up slightly as emotion began to consume her and as if reading her thoughts, Josh was suddenly there. His lips found hers and captured them in a deep kiss, one that warmed her to her very core, made her tummy flutter. When he broke it and rolled off to the side, she turned to look over at him.
Had she done everything right? Did he enjoy it? Would he... leave her? Carrie hoped she'd done well, that Josh had liked everything. He'd been kind to her from the start and even more so during their love making. Love making? Would he call it that? Her cheeks reddened at the notion and she found herself hoping he would. Biting down on her lip, she moved closer to Josh, needing reassurance, needing to know he wouldn't leave her. She placed a gentle hand against his chest--organic meeting synthetic--and began to caress him, nuzzling close.
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