lucky break || lucky & mulce
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lucky break || lucky & mulce
Tall, elegant, composed. This was how Lucky hoped she was coming across, slouched as she was against the wall, cigarette between her fingers, lazily watching the young men talk about ships repairs. In reality, with her unkempt and dirty clothes, she probably looked more like just another one of the many disreputable hoodlums milling about the shipyard, but hey. A girl could dream, couldn't she?
As the mechanic walked away from the young man's ship, she eventually spoke.
"That asshole's just trying to rip you off," she said, turning towards him for a moment and letting her hand drop away from her mouth. "Just so you know. Not that I care, or anything."
She leaned back against the wall, bringing the cigarette to her lips. If you didn't know better, you'd almost be fooled into believing she didn't have an ulterior motive with all of this.
As the mechanic walked away from the young man's ship, she eventually spoke.
"That asshole's just trying to rip you off," she said, turning towards him for a moment and letting her hand drop away from her mouth. "Just so you know. Not that I care, or anything."
She leaned back against the wall, bringing the cigarette to her lips. If you didn't know better, you'd almost be fooled into believing she didn't have an ulterior motive with all of this.
Re: lucky break || lucky & mulce
Well, here he was again for the second motherfucking time in this year. To say he was irritated about having the same thing broken again was only a tiny bit of an understatement and his repeated sexually harassing remarks toward this bullshit excuse for a mechanic was just one tiny indicator for that.
For the past half hour he had been telling him exactly what was wrong with the ship (He wasn't an idiot, he knew what was wrong, he was simply unable to fix it without assistance). And this guy had been smugly blabbering on about ho much each tiny fucking reparation would cost.
He wanted to fuck his ass with his own screwdriver.
And of course there was this random chick standing in the corner trying way too hard to look like she wasn't watching them. Mulce was just a second away from wiggling his eyebrows at her and asking if she was enjoying the view, before she, first, addressed him.
He laughed out loud.
"And what are you trying to sell me, buttercup?", he asked her, with the slimiest grin he could manage.
"And what are you trying to sell me, buttercup?", he asked her, with the slimiest grin he could manage.
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