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Hornet
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Dec 21, 2017
- Location
- West Coast
Nobody could blame Rouge the Bat for any seemingly longer than split-second gazes she took at the boy who was part of the household she was in. He was certainly quite easy on the eyes, with prettyboy being an apt descriptor. Supposedly, one could say he was fairly lucky in that aspect. To be gifted with such a cute feminine face, but not only that but also gifted with just that right kind of lovely shape below his waist. It could have been genetics, the right amount of fat or some other factor. People probably had made assumptions nearly to the wildest extent or guesses as to why, perhaps some of them being more than narrowly correct.
Rouge had a roof over her head now, a bed and hot meals, having been previously stranded and lost on the street. This wasn't the planet she had ended up from, surreal however, as it seemed like deja vu. Almost like home, even almost the same level of tech. Sure, no overly valuable riches or jewels to speak of to get her greedy mitts on (it was after all, a middle class family) but the thought really did count to her at least.
She was a woman fond of riches, jewels and also lipstick and any other kind of makeup that would plump her up and make her look like a gorgeous diva. She may have been a bit vain, shady, manipulative and cunning but at least she saw the generosity of the act and did very much appreciate having a home now. It was very much preferred to the summer heat outside, comparedly that things inside were nice and cool with fans and an air conditioning unit.
He had been absent most of the day due to a combination of errands and a doctor's appointment. Given her nature, she may have had prying eyes or curiosity. The effect of boredom aside, it seemed possible she would probably end up taking a look around the house now that she was alone. What she could find, oh what possible secrets or even dirty secrets that could make this young man so much more interesting.
(@Pigster)
Rouge had a roof over her head now, a bed and hot meals, having been previously stranded and lost on the street. This wasn't the planet she had ended up from, surreal however, as it seemed like deja vu. Almost like home, even almost the same level of tech. Sure, no overly valuable riches or jewels to speak of to get her greedy mitts on (it was after all, a middle class family) but the thought really did count to her at least.
She was a woman fond of riches, jewels and also lipstick and any other kind of makeup that would plump her up and make her look like a gorgeous diva. She may have been a bit vain, shady, manipulative and cunning but at least she saw the generosity of the act and did very much appreciate having a home now. It was very much preferred to the summer heat outside, comparedly that things inside were nice and cool with fans and an air conditioning unit.
He had been absent most of the day due to a combination of errands and a doctor's appointment. Given her nature, she may have had prying eyes or curiosity. The effect of boredom aside, it seemed possible she would probably end up taking a look around the house now that she was alone. What she could find, oh what possible secrets or even dirty secrets that could make this young man so much more interesting.
(@Pigster)