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[harderdaddy]

Text | Voice | Video | Action What are yah stupid? You know what ta do. kisses~

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[harderdaddy]

[...well that is a hell of an accurate read, and it makes Angel stiffen, that mask not quite so sure and his eyes narrowing.]

The fuck is that supposed to mean? You don' know shit about me, bitch. I'm Angel Dust. There's not a demon in hell that don't want me. I know what I'm fuckin' worth. [He spits angrily, more mad that she's right than anything. His worth has shit all to do with his actual opinion of himself.]

[primedirector]

[She is certainly not cowed, and stares back at him with even defiance.]

I don't give a shit about your reputation. You basically just said your pimp kills people for you. That doesn't sound good - that sounds like he's making sure his investment doesn't get damaged, not that he cares about you as a person. I've heard that fucks you up pretty good.

[harderdaddy]

[Not unless they've paid for the privilege at least. But that's not exactly a comforting argument.]

I don' gotta deal with shit.

[Avoidance is much easier. He slams back what's left of his drink and pushes away from the bar.]

I'm fuckin' done.

[primedirector]

[She watches him with that deliberate impassive expression. If she gives him an inch, in letting him see her sympathise or freak out, he'll push harder and try to take the mile. She knows his type.

I'm not letting anyone push me around. Not even you, Angel. Sorry.

Instead she just takes another swig of her beer.]

Thanks for hearing me out.

[harderdaddy]

[He flips her off with of 3 of his 4 (current) hands, the 4th reaching back to claim the stupid gun from the table before he stalks off, heels clicking loudly.]

[xangel]

[A slow but steady stream of Nuggets pictures and short clips, as long as Vaggie has him. Lots of napping. Going to a pizza party. Playing in the greenhouse. Having a little swim. Occasionally posed, though Vaggie does not have Angel's aplomb with photoshoots and they're all slightly blurry, as the pair of sunglasses starts to fall off his snout or he becomes bored of sitting in front of flowers and is halfway through getting up to trundle away.]

[harderdaddy]

[Angel does his best to give some small reaction to each snippet he receives regardless of how he's feeling. And while they might not be the best pictures, they are pictures of his baby, who he misses.

Once he starts feeling not quite so shitty he's able to give a more coherant reply.]

He been a good boy for you? Looks like he's been having fun.

[xangel]

yeah he's keeping busy. i'm sure he misses daddy. i don't have any outfits for him.

[harderdaddy]

lol, that is 90% of my function- outfit provider~
i'm less of a mess, if you want your space back?

[xangel]

sure, but he can hang out whenever you need a break. he cheers up the place, and i'm not super busy.

[harderdaddy]

u getting used to having him around?

[xangel]

what, he's adorable

[harderdaddy]

aw, auntie vaggie luvs nuggs <3
u can hang with him whenever u want. don't even have to hang with me.

[xangel]

you are also welcome to hang out

[Normally she'd assume she was too dull for him to spend recreational time around, but this place is weird and familiarity helps.]

there's a bunch of nice stuff here. i found more of it taking nuggs exploring. we should get a pool for the hotel.

[harderdaddy]

what else did u find?
they got a pool?? y don't we have pool??
i look adorable lounging by a pool~

[xangel]

yeah your son swims way faster than i figured he would. must be a pig thing. it's got a hot tub, too. there's a fancy little art and music room, gardens, a communal wardrobe, and that library is fucking huge.

[harderdaddy]

he's talented like his mama~
shit, i gotta get outta this room and take in more of this place.
you'd think with all that, they could fit in at least 1 drug vending machine.

[xangel]

it's way more like home than you'd expect but yeah no dice. but still. get out and do stuff. be good for you. also i need you to come to the gym for ten minutes and tell me what's too short for you. promise not to make you lift anything heavy

[harderdaddy]

i can tell u without going the answer will probably b- everything. but fine.

:/ i'm stronger than i look.

[xangel]

i know, i've seen you in action. i also know you like being bitchy for fun. but it's really not sized or scaled for anyone but your standard mortal and that seems unfair.

[harderdaddy]

bitchy?? me??? how dare u.
most things ain't, even back home, not all that new

[xangel]

and now i'm in charge of the gym. well. half in charge.

[harderdaddy]

w abel? i met him. kinda cute.

[xangel]

no opinion, but you're the expert. he seems fine.

[And like she can run roughshod over him.]

[harderdaddy]

maybe i just ain't see a human looking guy in a long time? showed me the enclosure/