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[Just his luck. Caught redhanded spray painting at the back of the school and now he's got to pay for it with detention. Lea sighs, bag slung over his shoulder, an after pushing open the door to the room he's meant to stay in he huffs and slumps down in a desk farthest away from the teacher's desk. Now to wait for miss whatever her name is to tell him to write lines or whatever it is they do now.]

[Okay, so she wasn't exactly the best girl in the world, but she certainly didn't need prison! The officer had brought her to the station to be questioned. And he was going to do it on his very own. She sat there, in the chair in nothing but jeans and a t-shirt, with her jacket off, and on the chair. She tapped her foot lightly.]

Officer, why am I here? I didn't do anything too illegal.

[She was a flirt. Her hands still handcuffed and her body still moving towards him. Please... this man? He wouldn't last a hot second against her. She shook her head, forcing her hair back.]

Come on. Be kind to me.

Hey, Renji!

[She had no problems being his wife at all. Honestly, it was a good life. He brought home the money, leaving her to do her mechanical things, including fixing up his junk heap of a car that he seemed to think was flashy and cool as fuck. She needed to smack him upside the head a few times.]

Come on. I'm trying some new recipes, aren't you hungry?

[If he wasn't, she'd make him eat it anyways. She'd make him clean his whole plate for making her dress up in his stupid apron that showed off her tits all too nicely. Jesus. She grumbled.]

Or did I just waste food? Again?

[She was a very young girl. Sixteen years of age now. And she had fallen head over heels for this man... this man who was, while not champion, an extremely well trained man named Palmer... who looked rather similar to her, at least in the hair color... and she wasn't sure how to feel about that.

Of course... this man was older than she was by a lot. And she wasn't sure how to feel about him much at all.

Today was a different day. Before, she had been far girlier. Not like super girly, but she kept her hair long, and she would wear a little bit of a skirt. Today, completely different.

Palmer might not even recognize her in her blue coat, t-shirt and pants. And even more so? No breasts. Those had disappeared completely.]

Palmer, let's go.

[Equius wasn't sure how he had ended up here exactly. Perhaps a dream bubble of sorts? But how had he ended up in a dream bubble? The last he could recall he was being in that darned desert land with no escape. And now he was-- well, truthfully he had no idea where he had ended up.

It was completely unfamiliar to him. Sitting awkwardly on the seat he found himself in what appeared to be, some sort of office waiting room? How peculiar.

Not that he wasn't used to awkward things happening to him by this point. He was more worried over the repercussions his sudden arrival brought.

He looked around. Curiously wondering if he should get up and search for someone else to inquire. Or if he should remain seated for an unknown purpose that was waiting in store for him.]

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locked to senji

locked to renji

locked to palmer