Sitting up he moved over to her bag, looking over her things and finally pulling out some mentats, that shit calmed him down, kept him in check and kept his mind free from the past. While crewing on the small pills he looked down to the raider, sitting pretty, non of the raiders in his time looked as good as she did. For a moment she was the only thing he saw, maybe it was the chems or the smoke or the fact he hadn't really ate, but what he did next was something he couldn't enough explain to himself.
The old man moved down to her eye sight and before she could even cock her eye brow or say anything, his dry rough lips met hers, lasting only a gasp of air he pushed himself away. Moving back until his back met wall. He couldn't believe that he did it, but he fucked did and now it was his chance to to acted like he had that shit all planned out.
Cracking a smirk while crossing his arms over his chest, "Thanks kid, almost forgot how a raider tasted like." He would have rolled his eyes as his own come back, but what the fuck was he to do. --- For a moment, Phoenix just sat there, stunned. One moment the guy was popping down a few 'tats, and the next he was against the far wall casually commenting on.... did he just /kiss/ her?
Finally she got her wits back and blinked, casually saying, "Yanno? The last chem head who got killed used to pop em all the time and was useless in battles as I said before. He'd be so jellied in the legs, arms... a wonder he could stand up right much less pull a trigger. I've seen others who get violent on chems and would take out an army by themselves - or at least try to - and usually drop a few guys before being felled themselves. But I can honestly say I've never...... Jericho?" She gazed at him. "Do try to not molest me while we're fighting or trying to be sneaky, all right? I ... take it that's how chems affect you. Least you won't run in all kamikaze like. And I trust you can still wield a weapon. Just... try to refrain from wielding your," her eyes dropped to his pants for a split second before returning to his own, "/other/ weapon unless circumstances dictate it to be the right time. All right?" --- "Different chems works differently on me." The ex raider gave her a very asshole like grin, "Buffouts what i use when I fight, gives me the balls to fight and kill freely, also helps me ignore pain. Don't worry about me trying to fell you up, I know how to keep my cock in check, at least in battle." He moved back next to her on the couch after the air cleared, licking his lips almost in a tasteless way still tasting the slight cool taste of her nuka cola. "Nice to taste a raider that tastes better than warm scotch. And don't worry nothing, no chem can make /certain/ parts of my body go limp." Laughing roughly as his hand moved down his thigh resting on his knee.
What a pig and he fucking knew it, nothing like making a woman a swarm, in many ways, "So... about that bed you got...." At least this was better then the last chick he tried to shove his tongue into.. --- Phoenix took in all he'd said. "Fair enough. Long as you're smart and know your limits with chems, shit should go smoothly." Least he had a smart head on his shoulder. That was a relief.
Of course when he walked over and sat next to her, Phoenix's brow raised as he proved himself to definitely be a Raider via what he'd said. Every one of em knew how to be assholes and all were known for their tendencies to spread the wild oats when ever the opportunity arose.
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Jericho/FemaleOCRaider "Pussy Fight" PT 25/?
Date: 2011-12-11 04:19 am (UTC)The old man moved down to her eye sight and before she could even cock her eye brow or say anything, his dry rough lips met hers, lasting only a gasp of air he pushed himself away. Moving back until his back met wall. He couldn't believe that he did it, but he fucked did and now it was his chance to to acted like he had that shit all planned out.
Cracking a smirk while crossing his arms over his chest, "Thanks kid, almost forgot how a raider tasted like." He would have rolled his eyes as his own come back, but what the fuck was he to do.
---
For a moment, Phoenix just sat there, stunned. One moment the guy was popping down a few 'tats, and the next he was against the far wall casually commenting on.... did he just /kiss/ her?
Finally she got her wits back and blinked, casually saying, "Yanno? The last chem head who got killed used to pop em all the time and was useless in battles as I said before. He'd be so jellied in the legs, arms... a wonder he could stand up right much less pull a trigger. I've seen others who get violent on chems and would take out an army by themselves - or at least try to - and usually drop a few guys before being felled themselves. But I can honestly say I've never...... Jericho?" She gazed at him. "Do try to not molest me while we're fighting or trying to be sneaky, all right? I ... take it that's how chems affect you. Least you won't run in all kamikaze like. And I trust you can still wield a weapon. Just... try to refrain from wielding your," her eyes dropped to his pants for a split second before returning to his own, "/other/ weapon unless circumstances dictate it to be the right time. All right?"
---
"Different chems works differently on me." The ex raider gave her a very asshole like grin, "Buffouts what i use when I fight, gives me the balls to fight and kill freely, also helps me ignore pain. Don't worry about me trying to fell you up, I know how to keep my cock in check, at least in battle." He moved back next to her on the couch after the air cleared, licking his lips almost in a tasteless way still tasting the slight cool taste of her nuka cola. "Nice to taste a raider that tastes better than warm scotch. And don't worry nothing, no chem can make /certain/ parts of my body go limp." Laughing roughly as his hand moved down his thigh resting on his knee.
What a pig and he fucking knew it, nothing like making a woman a swarm, in many ways, "So... about that bed you got...." At least this was better then the last chick he tried to shove his tongue into..
---
Phoenix took in all he'd said. "Fair enough. Long as you're smart and know your limits with chems, shit should go smoothly." Least he had a smart head on his shoulder. That was a relief.
Of course when he walked over and sat next to her, Phoenix's brow raised as he proved himself to definitely be a Raider via what he'd said. Every one of em knew how to be assholes and all were known for their tendencies to spread the wild oats when ever the opportunity arose.