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Hanging around (Toran, Aguirre, Sawyer, open); -Toran's place
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It was early evening. Relatively early evening at least and one of the night's Lucy wouldn't be working, as such, she'd just spent a good half hour in the shower, using up way too much of Toran's warm water. But, long warm showers were one of life's little luxuries and one she enjoyed even now as an undead.

The long shower had been followed by slightly off key singing and accompanied by dancing while she'd blow dried her hair and put on her make up, the night before having been plenty enough to put her in a good mood.
It.. wasn't as if she'd forgotten. But if she was to spend every night waiting and wondering, she would go insane. She she would trust the people who had any chance at all of finding anything out, and... take it from there.

So, currently dressed in her underwear and one of Toran's much too large tees, which for her was the same as wearing a tent with how it covered everything down to her knees, Lucy was curled up in one of the lazy boys in the living room, working on another sketch for one of the walls.
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Toran was, at the moment, down in his shop. He was dressed in a simple black t-shirt and a black utility kilt. Currently grinding down the edges of a metal casing for what appeared to be a pair of wonder woman bracers. They were surprisingly thick cylinders of steel fixed with some flat bolts to a heavy suede leather base to protect the arm on the inside. He was grinding down the bolts on the outside so they didn't stick out and ruin the smooth finish. He was also getting ready to lay down a pair of bronze badger decals to cover the bolts. He figured Mac would get a kick out of it. Ordinary no one would be able to put them on and squeeze the metal without tooling, but one of the advantages of being a ghoul had to be the strength to squeeze the metal down solid. Anything to stop the retarded from cutting off another hand.

He'd have to adjust the strap for the inner forearm stake blade he was going to give her, so they could strap AROUND the wrist guards. Well, he could bolt it to the underside of the guard, but then it'd look like shit and she couldn't claim they were badass fashion accessories. He was already sure she'd ask him to shoot her so she could try and block a bullet. Moron.

He was resolutely trying not to think of Lucy getting him to invite Sawyer and Aguirre over. His Boss hadn't wanted much to do with him lately, aside from that insane trip with the rose. He was pretty sure that was how Aguirre must have liked it. At least the bond with her was fading since she hadn't reinforced it. It made him slightly less insanely worried about people. Course, he still worried about her because if she got hurt it would hurt Sawyer, and that troubled him quite a built. Arg. Stupid... feelings.
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She should've probably have put on some more clothes, but, really, she was sorta decent wasn't she? The t-shirt might keep slipping off one one shoulder, but it did cover her more than a lot of other clothes might. So, that's why she didn't think about it as she got up and bounced down the stairs with light steps to look for Toran, wanting to show him some of the sketch work she'd done so far.

He had appeared to like the work she'd done so far. It had been colourful and kind of out there, but he hadn't said anything bad about it at least. But, she still wanted to hear his thoughts about anything else she might up and do around the place anyway.
It was only polite wasn't it? Considering it was his place she was turning into a graffiti gallery.

Her steps were quiet as naked feet touched down on the ground floor.
"Toran?" the sketch book was held in both hands against her chest while she followed the sound of him working. "Hey, baby?"
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The big man started and raised the safety glasses, blinking his silver-blue eyes at Lucy. He had to chuckle at how huge his t-shirt looked on her slim frame.

"Hey Lilbit. Sup? I'm just about done with these wrist guards for Mac. She apparently got her HAND bitten off."

He shook his head in disbelief. Then turned fully in his seat and stared at her, smiling. He noticed the sketch pad and raised a black eyebrow.

"You got a design you want to run past me? I hope I mentioned how much I loved the work you've already done. Really does brighten up the place."

He set the bracers down and stretched his arms out, popping his shoulders and neck to release the tension. He held his arms out to let her slip into his embrace if she wanted. It was nice having her to snuggle pretty regularly. He felt kind of bad, her friend was missing and he was just happy to have her living with him pretty regularly.
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[]"Uh... she got her hand bit off?"[/B] yeah that got a pair of big eyes staring questioningly at him even as she moved to slip into his lap because, well, best seat in the house really. "How on Earth did that happened, is she alright?" the design she was meaning to show him appeared to have taken a back seat to the fact that Mac had gotten her hand bitten off because sheesh!

The Brujah, settling into his lap rested the sketch book on her knees and looked from him to the wrist guards he'd been working on and back to him again. "Like.. is the hand still..." Lucy sorta waved her hand around as if meaning to indicate it being attached. Or possibly severed... Could a Ghoul re-grow a limb? She honestly wasn't sure, and so wouldn't bet her money on it.
And, Mac was one tough woman. So whatever the Hell had managed to hurt her like that must've been one mean bastard.

Funny.. she didn't even know her all that well. Last they'd spoken, Mac had pretty much pegged the Brujah an idiot (and even Lucy had to agree she had some valid points), but the Swede still felt bad about her getting maimed.
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"Yeah, that was my reaction. She said she went to a doctor and was getting it reattached. So I'll have to assume it wasn't as bad as it could have been. Shit she does is dangerous, and she doesn't really do it the smartest way. She's too hooked on the adrenalin to do it that way. Since I haven't heard back from her demanding I build her a robotic fist or a flame thrower arm, or god forbid a chainsaw hand... I'm going to assume it's either growing back or stuck back on."

He gives a little shiver at the thought and wraps his arms around her, enjoying having her settled on his lap. He regarded her with a raised eyebrow. He'd managed to get his hair trimmed back to jaw length so he didn't look quite as much like a barbarian chief. He figured that would hold it for a while. He tapped the sketch book lightly, to remind her way she came down.

"You wanted to show me something?"

He rather hoped he'd be able to distract her from thinking about a hacked off hand, because frankly, that was sort of a mood killer for everyone. It'd take him hours of silent cursing and putting his work into building the bracers to get his mind off just how dumb Mac was at times.
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Mm, she had liked his long hair, but, it wasn't as if she could complain about his current look either. It was still long enough for her to curl her fingers into it when she wanted to. Which was actually an important detail, believe it or not.

Lucy smirked slightly at his comment about a chainsaw hand, finding that it was surprisingly easy to picture Mac with one... That... that wasn't a good thing was it? No, it couldn't possibly be a good thing.
"Heh yeah, she'd probably manage to pull of having a chainsaw hand actually" the Swede said, one hand reaching out to briefly trace her fingers through his hair before pulling it back again to open the sketch book. "But, yeah, I wanted to show you some of the sketches I've made" the blue eyes, no contacts tonight, turned back to the sketch book in her hands as she started flipping through a few suggestions.
Most of them weren't finished but they did get the design ideas across if nothing else. And while they could still do with a bit more work on the colours? Well, they'd be colourful no matter which he went with.

"I already painted a wall in your living room, so... I figured I'd put something in the hallway or maybe the bedroom" since painting more than one wall in the living room would make it a bit too psychedelic. "I was thinking maybe you'd want a pin up girl or something" she suggested with a smile, showing him some variations on the theme because she honestly loved pin up girls. It was one of her favourite themes as far as tattooing went and it bled through to her other art as well.
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He grinned, looking over the designs. Letting out a soft deep hmmmmm as he regarded the sketches. They were pretty damned good. And a pin up girl, well, that'd be a staple for a mechanically inclined shop, wouldn't it? He was probably breaking the engineer's code by not having at least one nude calender up on the wall somewhere. This should do pretty good to sort that out.

"Looks nice. She could look a bit more like you... but I suppose that'd come off as pretentious if they didn't know I asked hmm? Not the master bedroom, I'm still thinking of modifying that, to have fun... wouldn't want to ruin the picture."

He grinned lustily, his eyes flashing as he regarded her, implying exactly what kind of modification he might plan on making. So far the chaining was going pretty well. No need to limit it to one or two positions though. Just needed to get creative about where to put the contact points to anchor the chains.

"Don't forget to consider down here. Got the whole back wall that could use brightening. The advantage of being a boss, I don't worry too much about anything more than what I like."

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The vampire in his lap let out a chuckle.
"I don't got the curves to be a pin up girl" she stuck her tongue out at him. "But if it'll help, I can make her a blonde. Mm, maybe do like a whole wall down here since you obviously got plans for the bedroom..." she wouldn't claim not to be a bit intrigued by that, seeing as she was genuinely curious as to what exactly he had in mind.

"Speaking of which... You gonna share or is it a surprise?" what? Curious cat was curious. Surely he knew that by now.

Still holding the sketch book, resting it in her own lap, she adjusted the way she was sitting in his so she could look at him better. As if somehow, if she looked close enough, she'd be able to figure out what exactly was on his mind.
Of course, she was no mindreader, knew no Auspex, and wouldn't haveused it on him even if she had known the power. But good old fashioned "staring into his eyes until he folds" could work. Right? Eh, probably not.
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His black beard split in a grin and he chuckled, then made sure she hadn't caused his kilt to ride up. Last thing he needed was for Sawyer and Aguirre to walk in and have his dongle dangling.

"Ah well, just thinking of putting some eye rings in the walls, maybe the ceiling. Since you seemed to enjoy being chained up I figured I might want to put some points in where we could be a bit more... creative in your positioning."

He dropped his voice slightly, going just a bit deeper than normal, adding a slight husky tone. Just to mess with her. He knew how she reacted to his voice and he couldn't help wanting to tease her with it.

"You're totally welcome to decorate the back wall however you want. It's the only one I don't have shelves hanging off."

He kissed her nose and chuckled softly, amused to picture her moving around on a ladder and spray painting all over his wall. She'd decided not to take part in the graffiti contest taking place on his outside walls, so he felt good about letting her go wild painting on the inside. Fair is fair, after all, the kids who painted on his walls didn't even get to come inside for the most part.
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There could be no doubt that his voice was an Achilles heel of hers, because it practically turned turned her to putty in his hands. A light shiver moving through him both in response to his voice and what he was talking about. Because that... Was a very tempting prospect in Lucy's mind.

Of course, she did not need her mind wandering in that direction. Not with people coming over. That would only pose a possibility for level of awkwardness that would've been a tad bit much even for her.
Some things were private. And while she probably would've had little problem talking about it with a girlfriend over drinks, she had no desire to have anyone actually see them doing it.

Lilbit? That soft submissive Lucy she hadn't been aware even existed until he'd drawn her out, was for him and only him.

"I'll have to decorate it with an appropriate pin up girl then..."

Brain out of gutter now please.
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He grinned as if he knew exactly what she was thinking. He did love having an affect on her. But he too realized that instigating things might be a bit awkward with the company she had asked him to invite.

"I'm sure anything you paint is going to look amazing hon."


He meant it too. He gave her a hug and smiled down at her. He had gotten pretty lucky with her choice of prey, he knew it. In a lot of ways he'd gotten even luckier with Sawyer's willingness to let him spend time with her. A lot of vampires, he was learning, were stricter with the way their ghouls spent their time. Though he did wish he could be more use. The basement was a bit of a frustration to him, since he couldn't talk to Lucy about it. It meant he could only go downstairs to take of things when she was out tattooing. Having a secret from her kind of gnawed at him, but they'd done a pretty good job so far of respecting each others boundaries. One of the reasons they worked he figured.

"You sure you want to be this casual for our guests?"

He was more than happy to see her roaming around in just his shirt, but it might send an odd message to Sawyer and Aguirre when they dropped by, if they did. He'd already gotten the idea that he couldn't predict Aguirre's responses to things.
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"I should put on pants at least, shouldn't I?" Lucy smiled, the fingers of one hand curling under his chin, giving his beard a light tug before leaning in to kiss him sweetly.
It was just.. comforting, to have this. This relaxed kind of thing the two of them shared. Heated and passionate at times, lazy and affectionate other times again, or like this, just comfortable, though not comfortable in a taking things for granted way. Just comfortable in a way that said they were happy together.

Strange how things worked out huh?

"Sawyer probably has a skewed enough impression of me as is, no need to add to it" Lucy giggled, leaning into him while still playing with his beard.

Since he'd said he couldn't talk about the thing he'd asked Sawyer about though, she hadn't mentioned it, not once. But rather focused on other things seeing as it was none of her business. The Brujah wouldn't claim to be the best girlfriend in the world, but she hoped she at least wasn't the nosy kind.
If uhm, she was his girlfriend? Eh, know what? Who cared? It didn't really need defining. She liked being the only woman he'd tie up, and would be happy with that.

" And I haven't even met his girlfriend"" heaven knew what impression she might have of the Brujah.
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"She's very close to him. Protective. But in a good way, I think. Seems to have her heart in the right place."

Toran grinned at her, she was so... tempting, on a number of levels. But he was working on keeping his mind in places that WOULDN'T embarrass Lucy if Sawyer were to walk in at any moment. So he changed the track his mind was going down.

"Well, yeah, pants might be a start. I'm not sure they're the type to hang casual without something in the way of bottoms."

He chuckled, his voice a deep rumble. He was perfectly fine with Lucy trotting around without pants, but he didn't want her to get at odds with Sawyer and Aguirre, it would make his life, very very difficult if his Boss suddenly decided he wasn't allowed to see Lucy. Or miserable, was that the word? Hell? Tormenting?

Well, didn't bear thinking on. He couldn't imagine Lucy managed a bad impression for a casual meeting like this. She was pretty good at the socializing, and her laid back attitude seemed right down Sawyer's alley.
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"What? I got dresses shorter than this" she laughed, sliding her hand up to cup his cheek as she kissed him again. A little deeper this time, a little more heated as it was allowed to linger with a smile against his lips.
"Mmm, I want to play afterwards" no, it totally wasn't fair though at the same time it would give him something to look forward to. So, it wasn't all evil was it?

For now though?
"Pants" Lucy grinned, moving to slip out of his lap, assuming he let her that was.
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The big man returned her kiss and rumbled a laugh into her lips.

"You, are incorrigible, and I like that."

His silver-blue eyes promise to give her what she wants later, his arms tight around her, but he does let her get up.

"Well, if you don't want to wear pants, a short skirt isn't that bad, while indoors, or outdoors really, though it might be hard to explain in this weather."

He grins at her, his smile devilish as he contemplates her in a skirt. She was a rather terrible tease, but it was OK, considering she happily handled what came from her teasing. He did reach out with one large calloused hand to aim a sharp slap at her backside as she rose, to remind her that her teasing had consequences.

"You look good in anything, or nothing, and all the stages in between, at least that's my opinion and I'm sticking with it.
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The sharp slap resulted in a loud squeak as she twirled around and flailed at his hand with her one free one. It stung but no worse than that she could giggle at it and stick her tongue out in an oh so mature manner.
"Punk ass" though she did wink as she walked backwards a couple of steps, still watching him with a bit of a grin.

Yeah, he was the best distraction ever.

"I'll go get some pants on. Pretend I'm a civilized human being. Or well... eh, you know what I mean" close to being a human being anyway.

Lucy gave him a small wave of her hand and turned on her heel to head back to the stairs and up to the apartment again to put on enough clothes to qualify as decent. Like... pants, and a top that actually fit. And socks because she probably ought to be wearing them considering it was winter. She still refused to wear shoe inside though safe for when it went with the outfit. Or uhm, the situation. Shh.
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He grinned at her as she went up the spiral staircase and turned back to his table, sliding his goggles down over his eyes and turning the grinder back on. He carefully picks up the second bracer and starts grinding the bolt that rose through it to make it flush with the steel. Once he had the bolts sanded away he'd lay the bronze honey badgers down on each bracer's surface and carefully weld them on so that Mac could have her own little wonder woman honey badger wrist bling. He figured she'd get a kick out of it.

At least with the sparks flying at his face from the grinder he was able to stop thinking about sex, and Lucy, and chains, and... yeah, grinding.
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A gentle knock on the door indicated Sawyer and Aguirre had arrived. The Nosferatu knew that knocking was maybe overkill, considering the hidden cameras that Toran monitored like a particularly dedicated NSA agent, but it seemed like the polite thing to do anyway. It had taken a hell of a lot to convince his girlfriend that a cordial meeting with his ghoul was a good idea. After all, considering the fight they'd had after she'd bonded Toran and then frantically confessed, it was a miracle she'd agreed to this at all. Then again, that fight hadn't ended so badly, and maybe Sawyer had McBodice-Ripper to thank for the sweetest night in recent memory... huh, maybe this all would balance out in the end.

He'd had to duck in and out of Toran's sewer entrance recently to check on the secret, profoundly disgruntled guest hidden in the ghoulbox and deliver her fresh rats, but aside from those brief trips, he hadn't properly visited since the uncomfortable aftermath of Margo's attack. Perhaps Sawyer had been a bit... lax... as a master, but he figured Lucy was better company for the guy than he'd ever be. Speaking of Lucy, he was especially excited to introduce Aguirre to a friendly, charming Camarilla Brujah... the better to perhaps one day push his darling to the right side of the tracks. That was, admittedly, a longshot- but Sawyer was constantly hoping for illogical things and making bets on the worst odds.

With all those assorted thoughts buzzing around in his head, he lingered on the front step, dressed fairly casually in khaki slacks, a navy blue hoodie, and a faded blackwatch plaid shirt. His hand was reassuringly tight around Aguirre's, fully aware that she was probably less than psyched to be here.

"I swear," she muttered, clearly not caring if any hidden microphones picked up her words, "I'm more than willin' to kick his ass again if it's necessary."

"It ain't necessary."

"I'm just offerin'!"

"It ain't!"

She pouted, her lower lip curling in dissatisfaction. "Well, I'd enjoy it if it was necessary."

Sawyer sighed. He knew she would. But they'd have to move real far past that if they had any hope of functioning as, well, a proper make-shift family.
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Toran felt his phone vibrate and rose to his feet, turning off the grinder and setting the finished bronze honey badger down. He lifted his goggles up off his eyes and ran his fingers through his hair as he walked to the door to let in whomever was outside. He figured he knew who it was so he didn't bother to check the cameras on his phone.

The 6'4 overly muscular ghoul opened the door and nodded, stepping back so Sawyer and Aguirre could slip in without having to squeeze past him. His voice was a soft deep fog that filled the room as he greeted them.

"Hey Boss, Miss Aguirre. Welcome."

He had a bit of soot on his face where the sparks from the steel and bronze he had been grinding had burned him, but he didn't seem to notice it. A simple black t-shirt and a dark kilt were his clothing for the evening. He'd shut the door once they passed through.

"Lucy is upstairs, the spiral staircase is the way up."

He pulled a rag from his pocket and started brushing off his face and arms, clearing them of the tiny metal shavings that had gone everywhere. He didn't really MIND that his chest and arms looked like he was wearing metallic glitter, it was part of the job really.

"Sorry I'm a bit of a mess. I was working on Mac's christmas present."

He'd step to the entrance to the shop and hold aside the old blanket he used as a door, so they could step through. The steel bracers were plain to see sitting next to the now turned off grinder, a pair of bronze honey badgers sitting next to them, waiting to get welded on to give it that decorative flare.
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