I'm nearly human look at me

[unobtainableredemption]

Characters: Kaine and OPEN
Date: Sometime after the bottle event
Location: Various
Situation: Various
Warnings/Rating: PG-13 to be safe (for Kaine's mouth)


Option 1 - Fire Sector
[Kaine’s standing in front of a storefront, looking through the window at the mantle displayed on the other side and debating whether or not he wants to buy one. Not for the fashion, mind you, but for something he could temporarily wear to cover his face and conceal the giant shiner surrounding his left eye. It’s a cliché, but you should really see the other guy.]


Option 2 - Water Sector
[He had intended to go right home, but now that his face was concealed by the hood of his newly bought mantle, Kaine finds himself walking right past the door to his suite, eventually winding up in a park in the water sector. It's clear by the path of destruction as he enters that one of the baby turtles had been through recently--the rubble had not yet been pushed to the side. He found himself smiling despite himself. When were they going to learn that they couldn't destroy everything?

Kaine sits on one of the benches and pulls the hood low as to cover his black eye, and just stares out at the mess. He could head home some other time.]


Option 3 - Metal Sector (Wearing this costume, though he still has short hair)
[He had forgotten how heavy the outfit was. It was the complete opposite of his Scarlet Spider costume—bulky with ridges and angles that have angles. Then there was the cape. What was he thinking when he added a cape to this thing? There was no reason for it whatsoever. Not like the raised “veins” of the costume, which had once pressed upon the scars of his degeneration to slow its progress, but now just serve to remind him of where the scars used to be. It was perfect.

He couldn't be the Scarlet Spider anymore. Not after what had happened in the bottle. It only served to remind him just how different he was from the others, and just how far he had fallen from what he could have been. And then he found this, his old outfit that once kept him alive, the outfit he wore during the year he spent terrorizing both Reilly and Parker, as well as anyone they might have cared about… and if that wasn't divine intervention, he didn't know what was.

Kaine leaps to the next building, never losing a stride in his step. He’s trying to get used to the suit’s bulk by doing something he’d done hundreds of times in it before... but if he bothered to stop and think about it, he’d realize just how suspicious he looks dressed like that leaping across rooftops at a sprint.]

OOC: If you want to roll with something other than those, feel free to either PM me, reach out to me at redconfession, or just start a thread, your choice.

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[unobtainableredemption]

[Her action leads him to wonder why he hadn't attempted to go see her sooner. Chalk that up to yet another bad life choice... at least they can make up for it now.]

Neither do I.

[Kaine manages to yank the mask off his face before she traps him against the wall, and he leans in to kiss her.]

[funkindofwicked]

[The kiss is rough. Tea isn't playing around tonight. Not in the ways she normally does. She needs the violence, the rough friction and that desire being shoved at her just as much as she's shoving back. And Kaine has always been good for that. She gets up close, knee shoved between both of his own while she bites his lips and tugs on the bottom on.]

[unobtainableredemption]

[As usual, Kaine allows her to set the pace. He never knows what to expect from her, so he stopped trying to figure it out. He bites down on her lower lip as he wraps his arms around her, tugging her closer to make sure there was no space between them. He slides a hand up her back until it rested on her back of her head, which he pulls closer as he tangles his fingers in her hair. If she wanted rough, he could do rough.]

[funkindofwicked]

[Rough is exactly what she wants, she wants to leave bruises all over him. But when that hand comes up into her head, she can't help the little flinch. His fingers are too close to the side of her neck she doesn't want him touching. It's tiny and she doesn't know if he'll even notice, but Tea is set on keeping him preoccupied with her lips and her hands digging into his neck and sliding up the his stomach. She even chuckles breathlessly into his mouth in between the sting of their mouths fighting.]

Don't mind...the audience?

[unobtainableredemption]

[He does feel something he hasn't felt before, but he doesn't put too much stock into it. They had just come back from fighting a 700 mile long (it felt like) dragon; he was sure even he had a few scars as a result.

Besides, he's far too preoccupied with the bruises she's forming on his torso.]

After what we--okay you--did to them, I'd be surprised if any of them are still conscious.

[funkindofwicked]

[Her nails rack down his chest, even outside of the costume. She puts some force into it, but not enough to rip the material just yet.]

Is that you saying you wouldn't mind if they woke up? [There might be a bit of a thrill in it for her knowing they're doing it right there with the injured and bleeding kedan all around them. She kiss his chin and the side of his neck, teeth nipping.]

[unobtainableredemption]

[Please don't rip this, Tea. Unlike his old suit, this one doesn't self-repair. It would be much better suited in a heap on the floor.]

After what we--you--did to them, the least we could do is put on a show, don't you think? [Let's go of her hair to tug off the dumb magenta cape (seriously, he's not sure what he was thinking with that one), then tilts his head to the side so she had better access to his neck.]