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23 February 2010 @ 09:12 pm
Destroying Love's Young Dream (RP for phasing_cat)  
Victor didn't make it a habit of his to carry a phone with him anywhere, but lately, it seemed to be something of a good idea. For a start, trying to work the damn thing with his claws was irritating as hell, not to mention the annoying noises it made when it did ring. He could recall a time before phones had even been invented, and he remembered it as being blissfully quiet. Still, the thing had its uses occasionally.

...but now wasn't one of those times, at least as far as he was concerned. He was making his way through the woodland near to the house where he'd lately taken up residence, doing his best to track down a deer that he'd spotted in the past day or so, and the need to hunt was just burning in his blood. He'd finally managed to corner the creature a short distance away from the house when that damned phone had begun to ring.

Current Mood: mischievousmischievous
phasing_cat: long hairphasing_cat on February 28th, 2010 11:27 pm (UTC)
She couldn't help but giggle at the way he called her 'darlin'. She knew it was fake, she knew he was being sarcastic... and yet it still made her heart flutter. He may be an animal, she thought, but he can still be kind of charming.

"That sounds good, I think I'll have the same thing. But cooked, not raw." She made a face, hoping it would make him laugh. She checked herself, trying to remember that she didn't really care if he liked her or not, as long as Bobby thought he did.

"So, I don't know very much about you. What's your mutation... other than the claws and the teeth?"
Victor Creed: Future!Verse - Bar Brawl Grinwatch_the_nails on March 1st, 2010 10:33 pm (UTC)
Kitty's response to his choice of meal did make him laugh, a wicked chuckle emerging from his throat as she pulled a face. He'd expected that kind of reaction and it pleased him to know that he could make women feel discomfort, even in as a supposedly safe environment as this one. She already knew that Victor was interested in her body, and seeing her squirm like that only made him want her more.


"Didn't I tell you that you gotta wait an' see 'bout that, kitty-cat?" he purred, hoping that she'd be intrigued. She could interpret his words in whatever way she wanted; he didn't mean them sexually, he just hoped that she'd tolerate him hanging around for a while longer out of curiosity if nothing else.
phasing_cat: squinty looking upphasing_cat on March 2nd, 2010 02:24 am (UTC)
She made another face, obviously frustrated. "Fine, don't tell me, Vic. And I won't show you mine either." She smiled sweetly for anyone watching, her teeth clenched behind it.

The waiter chose that moment to arrive. They quickly placed their drink and dinner orders. The waiter kept looking sideways at Victor, and something about it annoyed the hell out of Kitty. She may not be in love with him, but any mutant being treated like a freak was unacceptable to her. She was about to ask him what his problem was when he left. Kitty squeezed Victor's hand, careful to avoid his claws.

"Well, there goes his tip. Jerk."
Victor Creed: Future!Verse - Invite Me In?watch_the_nails on March 2nd, 2010 07:04 pm (UTC)
Victor barely even noticed the waiter's attitude towards him. He'd grown so used to that kind of response over the years that it was second nature to him now; he tended to presume that every human would hate and fear him just because of what he was, and in a way, he revelled in it. Self-pity had long given way to arrogance and pride at what he could do. They expected a monster, and that's just what he'd give them.

"You're not gonna show me yours?" he teased, finding himself surprised at the way Kitty was still in voluntary physical contact with him. It was unusual for females to want that kind of connection; it wasn't something which he lost sleep over since, as with the way humans reacted to him, he'd long ago accepted that was the way things were. It didn't mean he didn't still find it startling at times, though. "Not even if I walk y'home an' don't try an' stick my hand down your top?"