Catch-all post for continuing or new threads.

[hench_wench]

((I'll replace the boring text with something clever later. Probably. ... Probably not.))

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[hench_wench]

Sounds ... extremely personal.

[foundjuanting]

My sisters' first marriage was secured to one in return for his aid, which never came. Another openly defied orders to ally with us against the French. Caterina Sforza- that bitch of Forli- she rode with the French, took arms from them, and barricaded the walls of Forli with canon. We had the husband humiliated and then later killed, sought to bring the bitch to us in chains. Then after she gave me the wound that would aid in my death, I took the finger of her son, and later his life... had another one of that viperous family not slithered out to ambush us.

[hench_wench]

Hmm. Going after the son? You're not a kind man, Juan Borgia.

[If the scar on his leg is still there after A MILLION RESETS she'll lightly trace her fingers over it.]

[foundjuanting]

He was her weakness, though in the end she would have let him hang in time.

[hench_wench]

A woman might forgive for a husband, but never a son.

[foundjuanting]

Yes, I am familiar with such a thought, and seen it played out before me.

[hench_wench]

[Hums a little and pets his hair. This complicated significant is a terrible, terrible man.]

[foundjuanting]

I can not blame all of them on mercury, can I?

[hench_wench]

'Fraid not, puddin'.

[foundjuanting]

Then I do not, at least not for some. However much after the siege was its' work.

[hench_wench]

You don't have to be a good man, Juan. Just be good to me. That's all I care about.

[foundjuanting]

I have no worries of failing in that regard.

[hench_wench]

[Oh no what is. No. No. SHE LIKES HIM???]

[Just gonna... gonna make eyes at him like, oh gosh, whattaman, he's the best!]

[foundjuanting]

[Wait is that look what...

oh my god yes?! Gonna go in for a kiss here]

[hench_wench]

[ACCEPTABLE]

[foundjuanting]

[WOO, MAKEOUTS ARE GO]

[hench_wench]

[This time with EMOTIONS. This was never supposed to happen.]

[foundjuanting]

[HUSH EMOTIONS ARE THE BEST TRUST ME. IT'S LIKE A ROARING WAVE OF FEELINGS

OR THAT COULD BE SOMETHING ACTUALLY ROARING IN THE BACKGROUND

EITHER ONE.]

[hench_wench]

[I AM DROWNING IN FEELINGS FOR YOU!!

WAIT

OH

NEVERMIND THIS IS REGULAR DROWNING]

[foundjuanting]

[WE CAN DO THIS, WE CAN CLAW OUR WAY TO THE SURFACE???

NO REALLY WHERE THE FUCK DID THIS WAVE COME FROM]

[hench_wench]

[Can't be sexy and also a drowned rat at the same time. Can't be done.]

[Hold up lemme just cough up some water here aw yeah so attractive]

That... that's it. I'm done.

[foundjuanting]

[looking like a wet dog himself, let's be honest here]

Yes... I'm heading home, I will see you another time.

[hench_wench]

I'm ... ohhh I did not think this through.

[Sad wet naked quest for clothes begins now.]

[foundjuanting]

[Oh. fine, starting to help look.]

They shouldn't have gone very far, there is not much wind at the moment.

[hench_wench]

[Shorts are too soaked from the wave to put back on. Shirt is on the beach. Bra is somewhere in between.

... fuck it maybe there's a towel around here]