Spoiled princess
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Love...
Anger....
Fear...
Irritation...
Uncertainty...
Distrust...
Pain....
It seems our man was in a moment of deep search and reflection. His mind was a battlefield of emotions.
One side-unhurt suggested everything was fine, he had nothing to worry about
The other- hurt beyond words, suggested he should steel his heart and be conscious. Replaying what had happened in his past life
"...what should he do?..."
"...should he give in or drop the whole thing?...."
"....right or left...."
"..... risk or no risk...."
No risk was the safer option, he could kill all the budding emotions before they grew roots and reestablish their relationship dynamics-safe, no hurt
But with risk....mind stalling at this point
....love....
The luxury he never got to have...
Should he give it a chance?
Should he open his heart back from its cage?
Accept love in ?
Old life replaying like a broken record. After all that went down......nah!
Their relationship has progressed so fast, from a stumbling stranger to a drop dead gorgeous ticking time bomb and now....
As close as a couple of two year old. It was in his opinion too quick and fast, she had found a fast way into his heart which didn't like.
Sigh!
He exhaled rubbing his forehead, headache setting in, he was still too immature for this. The lingering emotions of the predecessor was affecting him in ways he didn't expect.
Pushing that aside " it's a new day" he mummered smiling " let's make the most and enjoy it"
Steamy water shot out from the numerous tiny values the steam rising filling the whole chamber in no time.
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The anchors egmatic voice echoed from the TV as footage of a gang scruff taking place played at one part of the screen. Rex steered the rice in the pan marinated with chicken broth and other spices from the system shop.
Across him to the other end of the room, Rebecca sat on the couch taking in the gossip from the TV munching on a bag of chips. Clad is shorts that disappeared under her baggy shirts
Her legs in full glory glittered in the sunlight from the window- plump and attractive to a common man.
Occasionally stealing glances at the kitchen counter as the aroma of the breakfast filled the air, she adjusted occasionally- her tiddies shaking naughtyly but this failed to capture Rex attention.
Although he was here in the present cooking, he mind was far away thinking of a lot of things
......making plans, unfinished mecha wear, taking bounties, cred balance, Rebecca.......
(Indeed the life of a man is hard •́ ‿ ,•̀)
Ping!
The sound from the oven snapped him out of his thoughts signalling the meat was ready.
Grabbing his gloves, he slid the tray out
Hmmm! He inhaled the aroma, " it's ready he said turning to Rebecca"
" Yippie " she squealed in joy jumping up heading for the counter.
After a hearty breakfast filled with delicious food while having to evade Rebecca's constant questions about
" Where the meat came from"
" What type of spice is this"
" How the food tasted original and not like the usual excessively processed lab grown food materials"
" Where the juice is from"
He finally remembered about the origins of his food and its supposed secrecy and strangeness with this world.
After some lies and coarsing, she also understands the point and tactically avoided the topic and they enjoyed the rest of the meal in peace.
Burp!
Rebecca let out a satisfied burp licking her lips in pure glee, eyes Twinkling in delight. Wiping his mouth with a tissue Rex also finished his meal and proceeded to summon the butler droid to clear the table as they savoured their pineapple juice in silence, equally lost in thought - occasionally glacing at each other but largely the silence remained...... deafening.
"So......" Rebecca began breaking the ice, " when are we finally going to take on our first bounty huh?" she said leaning forward the valley leading to the unknown in view
Half startled half distracted, Rex tore his gaze away from her peaks looking into her black iris " don't know......soon tho" he replied gulping down his remaining juice placing the cube back on the table sinking slightly into his chair hands placed behind his head looking at Rebecca.
Matching his gaze, she tried to hold it but ten seconds into it the stare off- blushed beat red breaking the eye contact fingers twirling her strands as she stared down nervous.
Mentally bereting herself for her weak power and spirit.
"Cute" Rex thought inwardly taking in the red face of the beauty before him. Chuckling slight to himself he opened his OAM navigating to contact then 'Viktor the fixer' composing a message
" Three bounties , tier one to their two advanced, any threat level with huge rewards" and with a thought, the message was sent
" Now we wait" he murmured sinking further into his chair eyes glued to the blinking blue light above them
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Fuck! f**k! f**k! " You mug brains how can't you accomplish a simple task?!" A short girl dressed in cute princess style sleep wear with cute teddy hair clips holding her hair in place
Anyone who saw such a short goddess will be filled with the desire to protect and adore her, what they didn't know was that the "short goddess" was poison Medusa in disguise. Had a nasty attitude- a typical spoilt brant and now another group under her father's command were receiving their daily dose of scolding
A trio of four a bit roughed up stood in front of her their strong, tall, menacing form doing nothing to scare the young lady but aggravate her anger more to occasionally knock and kick.
"You knuckles head! Baboons! You call yourself the death squad, but can't even kidnapp a small pesky insect arrrrghhhh!
Kick- blow- brutal kick- smash- spinning crouch kick- round horse kick.
Anger taking over her, she executed blow, jab, kick, special destructive hits that failed to inflict damage on the huge boosters with varying types and thickness even if they still had their skin, only God knows the amount of subdermal plating they had underneath or what skeletal modifications they had undergone.
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