DICK PRESCOTT
Chimera
Posts: 25
Played by:
Alex
Last seen Jan 12, 2024 15:44:57 GMT
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Post by DICK PRESCOTT on Nov 2, 2021 2:28:17 GMT
━ our worst day is where we start from, where we rise from━
THIS was not his idea, at all. Dick and parties didn't really mix, not anymore at least. He much preferred being alone, away from crowds of drunk people. But she had insisted he go, let loose and have some fun for once in his life. Maybe he did have fun sometimes, she didn't know. Well, that was a damn lie and he knew it. Roxxi knew him better than most people so it wasn't exactly like he could lie to her, she would see right through him. 'Come onnn. What's the worst that can happen? You have fun?' It wasn't exactly like he could say no to her, especially not her. Besides, she kinda had a point, there was only so much brooding he could do before he completely went insane out of boredom and complete insanity. Que Roxxi and her persisting personality. He knew she would never let him get out of this, no way in Hell. Those puppy dog brown eyes were ones in which he couldn't refuse. Damn he hated the pull she had over him, but she was quite literally his only friend from his childhood.
Not to mention that Roxxi wasn't the kinda of person you could get rid of. Once she was in your life she was in your life for good and the very fact they reunited after so many years apart made that even more true.
Halloween had never been his favorite, with all the calls he normally got on fugitives on the run, of course wearing masks. It made his life difficult not to mention he just honestly wasn't the celebrating type of person to begin with. Never had been, even as a kid, that was especially true now that he was an adult. With what he had been through, he had enough nightmares to last him a lifetime. He didn't need a holiday to celebrate it. But there he was, dressed up stupid as hell for Roxxi. While she had insisted he attend this party, he also hadn't told her what he was dressing up as and it didn't take much thought to know what he would be showing up as, or rather who. Given his resemblance to a certain comic book character, and the fact that his name was the same, he couldn't help but come dressed as Robin, the boy wonder himself. Not to mention that Roxxi had called him various bird names from the moment they had met, deeming him Robin from the get go. He couldn't exactly fight it either, again, Roxxi was persist as hell
Getting the costume wasn't difficult, all he had to do was order it online and it arrived within the week. Thanks Amazon for quick shipping speeds. He had the entire get up. If he was going to dress up he was gonna go all out and Roxxi better fucking appreciate it. Dressed in the suit, cape, and mask, Dick had become Dick Grayson, or as most people know him as, Robin, Batman's sidekick. Looking into the mirror of the shitty motel room, he couldn't help but roll his eyes as he adjusted the gloves of the costume. Fuck he felt stupid, but again, he was only going to this stupid party because Roxxi had managed to convince him to go and not only that, but to dress up too.
The ride over to the venue was short, and already he could tell this was going to be a disaster, people were already fucking drunk and stumbling around. He internally groaned as he parked his motorcycle, kicking the kickstand up as he hopped off, placing his helmet onto the handlebars. 'Heyyy Robin! Nice dude, I'm Batman!' Some drunken dude called out to him and he rolled his eyes, giving him a short wave before pulling out his phone to text Roxxi. She better be here already.
I'm here and already regretting my decision. Where are you?
Pressing send, Dick leaned up against his bike, arms crossed over his chest as he looked around through the thin slits of the form fitting black mask he had on, along with the... he regretted this but, the black eyeliner he had used to make his eyes appear darker under the mask. This might have been the dumbest thing he had ever done and one thing was for damn sure, as soon as Roxxi showed up... they were getting a drink. And a strong one at that.
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ROXANNE BRASCHI
Chimera
psychic-skinwalker
Posts: 188
Age:
30
Occupation:
Professor at Whitmore College
Status:
In a Relationship
Partner:
Chase Buckley
Played by:
Julia
Last seen Nov 11, 2024 20:39:32 GMT
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Post by ROXANNE BRASCHI on Nov 8, 2021 21:36:58 GMT
━ i don't know where i'm going, but i sure know where i've been ━ HALLOWEEN WAS JUST ANOTHER form of escapism. Roxxi didn’t need some sort of stupid, wannabe holiday to go out and get drunk, but after that dumb fuck went after Chase, and she saw him all laid up in the hospital, she needed this. They needed this. She’d even let him pick their costumes, and of course he went for some geeky shit she didn’t understand. The store was all out of Wonder Woman outfits, so he decided on the next best thing (apparently): Wonder Girl. She was almost offended before deciding to just take the ‘youthful’ compliment. His costume wasn’t really one, in Roxxi’s opinion, probably his work uniform with a weird, white skull on the chest. He mentioned ‘Frank Castle,’ and she swore she’d heard him say it before, probably during trivia night, though Roxxi had been far more interested in getting in his pants than listening to whatever he was saying.
She’d heard his name that night, though. She should’ve walked away right then and stayed away, but Goddamn did she just love pulling everybody else into her bullshit. The only thing that made her feel better was trying to convince herself that Nemo would’ve come either way━and it was lucky she was there with Chase, even if he didn’t know it.
And when she met him at his building’s front door the night of Halloween━because he lived a little closer to the club than she did━he attempted covering up those battle scars. She tried to remember what it was like, not healing instantaneously, but that made Roxxi sick to her stomach, ‘cause it reminded her of one of two things. First: Chase was undeniably human, and he was just as fragile as one. And second: he was her anchor, and the only time she healed slowly was when she was too consumed by the fact that he was in her life now. Like that fucking bullet Nemo let out that skimmed her side and shredded the fur from the dog she’d taken the form of. Asshole.
But her marks were gone, and Chase felt… something over his own. Shame, maybe? Whatever it was, she stripped him of his mask and gave the purple-y, yellowish bruises the gentlest kisses she could manage.
They’d have a good night, she promised herself that. She’d even harassed Dick into coming, too, and while Roxxi wasn’t sure she wanted them to meet yet, she’d at least have somebody to get wasted with if Chase went home early.
At the same time as one of Chase’s supposed coworkers beckoned him over, Roxxi’s phone buzzed, alerting her of a text from Dick. Saved by the bell, she thought━it got her out of meeting his coworkers (that felt too girlfriend-like) and, with Dick here, maybe she didn’t have to find some stupid excuse to not go home with Chase tonight.
Breaking from the crowd, Roxxi wandered out the front doors, barely taking a moment to scan before finding him. All dressed up. Sitting on his motorcycle. In a cape.
Roxxi was beaming as she walked over, greeting Dick with a condescending cackle before she kissed him right on the mouth, gloved hands cupping his cheeks. “You look like the biggest douche.” She couldn’t go after him that much, though, not with all the red vinyl she was in, but Roxxi wasn’t exactly the pinnacle of self-control.
Leaning back a few inches, she punched Dick in the arm, still smiling wide. “What’re you supposed to be? Super-Dick?” Dark eyes found the little ‘R’ on his chest, then her finger followed, tracing it carefully. She must’ve heard something about this from Chase. “The only R-superhero I can think of is Robin, but doesn’t he have green tights and a red top? Is this supposed to be brooding Robin? If so, I have to say, you’re perfetto for the role. Robin without the fun.” Roxxi’s eyes jumped to his, still smiling despite the brutal way she went for her closest friend. “Hey, it really does fit! Bird boy. Look at that.”
Roxxi finally gave him some space, completely unaware their costumes matched, and motioned to the front doors. “Are you ready to come inside, or do you want to sit on your motorized compensation for a while longer? See if you can convince some poor girl to go home with you?” She smirked.
DICK PRESCOTT | BEST BUDS @ HALLOWEEEEEEEN!
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DICK PRESCOTT
Chimera
Posts: 25
Played by:
Alex
Last seen Jan 12, 2024 15:44:57 GMT
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Post by DICK PRESCOTT on Nov 9, 2021 0:27:40 GMT
━ our worst day is where we start from, where we rise from━
DAMN he felt stupid. Dressing up had never been appealing, even as a kid. He always rocked that greaser look, dark jeans and a white tshirt. That was the extent to it. He supposed he always was more mature than all the other kids, made sense given his life circumstances and all of the shit he had been through, especially the past few years. The military had crippled him in more than one way, especially emotionally, although he wouldn't be quick to admit that out loud. Since that mission he had never been the same, losing all but one of his men had destroyed him mentally. He was their leader and he had let them all down, by failing to help them out of that shithole. Fuck he should have done more, should have tried to pull them out of there, but he had been too damn slow. Too slow and because of it, his men had died. Dick would never forget that night, would never forget the look in his men's eyes as the light slowly faded. It was a night that continued to haunt his dreams...
The sound of a condescending laugh snapped him out of his thoughts and before he could realize what the hell was happening he felt a pair lips against his, kissing him roughly, gloved handed cupping his cheeks. Dick's brown eyes widen as he realized who the hell had just kissed him. Roxxi. Fuck, why did she feel the need to sexualize every one of their encounters? Then again he shouldn't be too surprised, Roxxi was just that kind of straightforward. And he couldn't lie, he rather enjoyed it. 'You look like the biggest douche.' Her little comment made him snort as he shoved her softly away from him in a joking manner. "Maybe so but you like it," he said, this time flirting back at her. Roxxi and him were friends and he knew she had that thing going on with that other guy and he was by no means gonna step on any toes, he didn't have the energy for the drama that brought along.
"Nice costume by the way, goes with my superhero theme," he said as he leaned back against his bike Dick laughed as she punched his in his arm, grin a mile wide as she looked at him, asking him what the hell he was supposed to be. Was it not obvious? 'Super-Dick?' My god she was relentless and he laughed and before he could let her know who the hell he was, she began to piece it together herself as she traced the 'R' emblem on his chest. 'Robin without the fun.' Dick rolled his eyes at that little comment, "Contrary to popular belief I can be fun when I want to." He said. Which was the damn truth, when he wasn't in a bad, brooding mood, Dick could have fun, could let loose even. Fuck he was the life of the party back before that night... had the time of his life with his military buddies. Since then he hadn't had the opportunity to have fun like that, but now that Roxxi was back in his life, that was beginning to become more of a possibility.
'Hey, it really does fit! Bird boy. Look at that.' Oh god. "You're gonna make that another nickname for me aren't you?" He questioned with a groan, knowing damn well that was exactly what she was gonna do. Roxxi was known to give him all sorts of stupid ass nicknames so he shouldn't act so surprised at the one she had come up with, well, not really, but nonetheless he knew he would hear that nickname in the future and all night. Despite all the shit he had been through and the fact that this hadn't been his idea int he first place to go to this party, Dick was kinda relieved he had come. He was overdue for some fun and who better to do that with than his dear friend?
'Are you ready to come inside, or do you want to sit on your motorized compensation for a while longer? See if you can convince some poor girl to go home with you?' Dick gave her a narrowed look as she spoke, pushing her aside jokingly as he grabbed a hold of her arm and dragging the two of them towards the entrance of the party. "Oh shut up," he said with a chuckle as the two headed near the party. "Let's get inside and get some drinks before I change my mind on even coming in the first place." He was either gonna enjoy tonight or throughly regret even showing u and hopefully it was the first option because he didn't really wanna deal with any shit tonight, but Dick couldn't help but shake the feeling that was exactly what was going to happen, whether he liked it or not.
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ROXANNE BRASCHI
Chimera
psychic-skinwalker
Posts: 188
Age:
30
Occupation:
Professor at Whitmore College
Status:
In a Relationship
Partner:
Chase Buckley
Played by:
Julia
Last seen Nov 11, 2024 20:39:32 GMT
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Post by ROXANNE BRASCHI on Nov 11, 2021 2:14:55 GMT
━ i don't know where i'm going, but i sure know where i've been ━ “GOD, YEAH, I DO. You followed my dirty browser history to a tee, babe.” Roxxi snickered, leaning in as if she was going to lick Dick’s face, tongue out, making a slurping sound as she did, only inches away from his skin. She laughed instead of following through, pushing at his chest with an elbow to rock back on her heels, wiggling her brows at him. Giving a little hip shake as he complimented her costume, Roxxi just beamed through it, still not exactly sure who (or what) she was supposed to be. Wonder Woman’s sidekick━maybe. Seemed like the most logical guess, but who knew if comic books followed any sort of logic.
‘Contrary to popular belief I can be fun when I want to.’
At that, Roxxi let out a loud, dramatic laugh, full of disbelief and sarcasm. “Oh, yeah, sure.” She cackled, “I’ll let you prove that to me tonight, then, Bird Boy.” With a decisive nod and a wink, she declared that his new nickname, quickly answering his whining without much pause. Bird Brain, Bird Boy, Boy Wonder━Dick did it all... at Roxxi’s behest, of course.
“Oh my God, wait,” She was laughing again, eyes wide as she leaned in close to his face again. “No, no… Dick Prescott, Boy Wonder, amore della mia vita… you are not wearing guy-liner.” Tossing her head back, Roxxi howled with laughter, only catching her breath so she could lean in again for a better look. “You sweet, sweet dumbass. Trying to tell me you didn’t want to come out… ha! You must either really love Halloween or really love me.”
Despite her teasing, she was excited for tonight━Roxxi was hellbent on not letting Dick stay a stick in the mud for the entire time, too. He’d get to experience a party with adult Roxxi, and she planned to rock his fuckin’ world━just like she had the first time they met.
Damn, she was grateful for him. She tried not to get all sappy now, especially not when they were exchanging jabs, but it was hard to look at her best friend and not feel a bunch of love for him. They got to see each other now, as grownups, fragments of who they once were but still able to connect on a level that went past the physical. Sometimes Dick felt like her other half (in a purely platonic way), and maybe she was just… well, fucking lonely now, but they fit back together so easily, it was hard to pretend there wasn’t something else keeping them together. All she knew was that she wasn’t going to let him go this time━not ever, no matter what.
Even if her shit started seeping into his life. She’d take it all for him, and Roxxi knew it went both ways (if not, she’d kick his ass).
Roxxi laughed as Dick grabbed her arm, happily tugging one another toward the entrance. She made a few mocking kissy-noises at him before knocking her hip into his own, beginning a playful little waddle past the doors. “Change your mind? With me here? Pfft,” Roxxi snickered, dragging Dick straight to the bar. “You might be a bird brain, but you’re totally right on the drinks part.”
At the bar, she ordered vodka shots for them (since tequila reminded her of Frank Damasca and she still wasn’t over the embarrassment of that night), doing an excited little bounce as the bartender poured. “I’m gonna see how many shots it takes to get you dancing, Birdy Boy.” Roxxi wiggled her brows, squeezing Dick’s bicep and shooting him a sideways smile. “You’re going to drop out of exhaustion when I’m done with you. How well can you hold your liquor?” She’d push whatever boundaries he had, that was for sure.
Translation: love of my life
DICK PRESCOTT | CUUUUUTIESSS
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DICK PRESCOTT
Chimera
Posts: 25
Played by:
Alex
Last seen Jan 12, 2024 15:44:57 GMT
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Post by DICK PRESCOTT on Nov 28, 2021 21:56:41 GMT
━ our worst day is where we start from, where we rise from━
OH was Dick going to regret agreeing to this shit. Roxxi was never going to let him live this down, especially not the fact that he had actually dressed up for this Halloween party. Him, wearing a goddamn costume to a party. This was by no means his definition of a good time. It wasn't something he had ever cared to be a part of, especially now after all that he's been through. And yet, there he was, dressed in red and green spandex and eyeliner, all to appease his best friend who had practically threatened his life if he didn't at least show up. Well, he did her one better and actually actually dressed up, something he was damn sure she hadn't expected him to do. Hell, Dick hadn't expected him to actually go through with it and dress up, but damn the things he would do for Roxxi. She should consider herself lucky because she was quite literally the only person he would do any of this shit for.
And that wasn't even an exaggeration. Not by a long shot.
Dick internally groaned as Roxxi leaned in real close, almost as if to lick him before rocking backwards, elbowing him as she laughed. He couldn't even believe that the two had ended up matching their costumes, both sidekicks, Robin and Wonder Girl. This hadn't even been planned and yet, the two had somehow managed to both dress up to the exact same theme. Which only proved that they most definitely were meant to be friends. 'Oh, yeah, sure. I’ll let you prove that to me tonight, then, Bird Boy.' This time he let out an audible groan as she called him bird boy, another nickname. Perfect. That's just what he needed, to have nicknames after Dick Grayson himself, the original boy wonder. Guess that's what he got for both dressing up at him and sharing the same name and characteristics as the masked sidekick. Guess he could have worst nicknames...
'Oh my God, wait,' Dick paused as Roxxi began to laugh as she finally noticed the fact that he was wearing eyeliner under this mask. Now he definitely knew this was a bad idea because now she would never let him forget this. He listened to her as she howled with laughter, so hard in fact he was sure tears would start trickle down her cheeks. 'You must either really love Halloween or really love me.' Oh let the teasing begin, but she wasn't wrong. While Dick wasn't one to really celebrate holidays, he did it for her. "This," he said as his finger circled his face, "Is for you and you alone. So you better damn well appreciate it." He said with a laugh. It was true though, this was all for her amusement. If he hadn't met Roxxi this would quite literally be the last place he would ever find himself. As a matter of fact he probably would be back in his crusty motel room, mindlessly flicking through the tv channels.
Thankfully, Roxxi followed him as the two made their way into the party, agreeing to his drink suggestion. "Bird brain? I'm never gonna hear the end of these nicknames am I?" He said with a groan as they made it up to the bar, music blasting as people danced to the beat. Standing next to Roxxi, she ordered the two of them vodka shots. "Fuck Roxxi, are you trying to kill me?" He asked as the bartender poured the two of them shots. Hearing Roxxi's statement on seeing how many shots it took to get him dancing he already knew tomorrow was going to be a shit-show. Hello hangover from hell. He for sure was not working tomorrow, he was turning his phone off for the day to recover from what would end up being a wild night. That much was evident just by being in Roxxi's presence.
'You’re going to drop out of exhaustion when I’m done with you. How well can you hold your liquor?' Dick wasn't afraid of many things, but Roxxi Braschi was damn well one of them. "Honey, I was in the Marine Core, I can hold my liquor just fine." He said teasingly. He drank often while in the military, the job called for it. Not to mention the fact that his tolerance level was sky high, able to down drink after drink with little to no consequence. Guess he could consider it his superpower, not that it was anything to be proud of, but it was one thing he definitely was thankful for tonight because God knows Roxxi was gonna give him drink after drink until he was good and loosened up.
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ROXANNE BRASCHI
Chimera
psychic-skinwalker
Posts: 188
Age:
30
Occupation:
Professor at Whitmore College
Status:
In a Relationship
Partner:
Chase Buckley
Played by:
Julia
Last seen Nov 11, 2024 20:39:32 GMT
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Post by ROXANNE BRASCHI on Dec 14, 2021 21:00:43 GMT
━ i don't know where i'm going, but i sure know where i've been ━ OH, SHE DID APPRECIATE IT. She loved it, and told Dick as much, leaning in to peck his cheek before they strolled inside. She never thought she’d get so lucky to have a friend like him in the first place, not when her life in America was so shitty already, but to get him back after all these years? Despite thinking she’d done a hell of a lot to piss off God, apparently he was still smiling down at her.
‘Bird brain? I'm never gonna hear the end of these nicknames am I? … Fuck Roxxi, are you trying to kill me?’
And she was smiling at Dick. Beaming, even. “Nope, and yes.” Roxxi snickered, leaning into his side as the glasses were lined up in front of them and filled. Marines… her little friend wasn’t that anymore; Dick was a grown man now and he’d grown up without her. Roxxi couldn’t begin to imagine all the shit he’d seen, but it wasn’t the night to linger on it. Instead, she downed the first shot of the night. “Ah, I always forget, micetta. You know… because you still look like such a little baby.” With a laugh, she made sure the pair of them were well-oiled before dragging Dick to the dance floor, stuffed into the crowd of bodies gyrating to some beat. Roxxi danced in small circles around Dick for the first little while, trying to beckon him into moving with her.
On their third trip to the bar, Roxxi thought this was the time it would happen, that she’d really get Dick into a groove… if he had one. She was set on it, and though each shot went down easier than before, Roxxi never forgot her goal. Or about Chase━she found him in the crowd every so often, usually patting his ass ‘hello,’ a little reminder she hadn’t disappeared on him. Once she was done with Dick, or he simply gave up (she knew it was coming), she still planned to leave with Chase tonight; curl up in his bed and protect him from all those demons on the outside.
Her plans, however, weren’t visible on the outside. She rushed away from Dick for one second to beat him to the bar, and suddenly some guy was leaning in like he couldn’t wait to scoop her up. Roxxi laughed first, taking no offence by it until he didn’t seem to get the message. Her forearm crossed over his chest and pushed, but without using her advanced strength to fling him across the room, nothing was moving this guy.
“I said, fuck off.” Roxxi growled, feeling like she was nearly bent into a ninety-degree angle just to get away from him, head turned to find Dick emerging from the crowd. Finally. She sent him a look, a frown mixed with a silent ask for help, and gave the guy a knee to the groin when he reached around to squeeze her backside. She could light him up like a fucking Christmas tree, but this drunk idiot didn’t deserve to die for being an asshole.
DICK PRESCOTT | titans, assemble!
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DICK PRESCOTT
Chimera
Posts: 25
Played by:
Alex
Last seen Jan 12, 2024 15:44:57 GMT
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Post by DICK PRESCOTT on Dec 15, 2021 4:34:44 GMT
━ our worst day is where we start from, where we rise from━
MAYBE coming back home wasn't such a bad thing after all. Dick didn't know what to expect when he gave back after having been overseas for a while. He definitely wasn't coming back the same person he left as. Not to mention that he had absolutely no idea where his little brother was. The last time he had seen him was at their Dad's funeral, and that was years ago. Since then, he hadn't seen or heard from him and he couldn't lie, it made him nervous. Nervous because his brother was the last living family member he had in his life, without him, he had no one. Ever since returning to the States, he had been searching for his little brother, using every damn resource he had to try and hunt him down. Even then, he couldn't find him. It was like he dropped off the face of the planet. For being a bounty hunter, he wasn't being a very good one. Tracking down his brother had been the single most difficult task to date. Why it was so difficult to find him, he didn't know. Which made him worry that much more. If anything bad happened to him, he could never be able to forgive himself.
Not having his brother in his life made him feel both empty as well as broken, the two had been so close growing up. Fuck, he felt alone. Which is why having Roxxi back in his life was so damn appreciated. It made him feel the tiniest bit better, like the pieces os the puzzle were being fit back together. Roxxi meant more to him than anyone realized. In many ways, she saved him from the darkest parts of himself. Having her back in his life made him feel like his old self again, pre-marine Dick. The Dick that knew how to have a good ass time and stuck it to the man. Not the Dick who was broken down from war, from the guilty that weighed heavily up top of his shoulders. It was a Dick he missed and Roxxi was the only person who was able to bring that side of him out.
Which is the exact reason why he found himself inside of a club, dressed in a costume taking shots. For her amusement. But he had to admit, the more liquor that flowed through his body, the more he was able to loosen up and the more he started to actually have some fun for once. Once the two had downed several shots, Roxxi dragged him onto the dance floor. He knew better than to argue and soon enough and she was dancing around him in small circles, trying her damnest to get him to dance, to loosen up. Slowly but surely he began to dance, moving his hips, slowly, to the beat. It wasn't much to be called dancing to any other person, but it was enough that he would. Dancing wasn't something he did, like ever, but he was doing his best to appease Roxxi. He would never admit it out loud, but he was actually having a lot of fun, thanks to Roxxi of course. Without her persuasive skills, he would have never agreed to this, but somehow she was able to coax him into doing the craziest shit.
Roxxi had made her way to the bar for the third time that night, and he already knew what she was going to order for the two of them. More shots. Dick didn't know if he could stomach anymore, but he would tough it out for as long as she did. Dick Prescott was no quitter. Minutes passed since Roxxi had made her way to the bar and he was beginning to wonder what the hell was taking her so long. The past two times she had went to the bar she was back in no time, but this time, she was taking longer. Which worried him.
Forever paranoid, Dick made his way through the crowds of people, maneuvering his way up towards the bar. Maybe she had found a friend she had gotten talking to or maybe their was a line at the bar. But upon emerging through the crowd and coming into eyesight of the bar, he had found out quickly why she had been taking so long getting their drinks. Some guy was bothering Roxxi and her pointed look at him, one that screamed help, Dick sobered up real damn quick. The guy clearly wasn't taking a hint that Roxxi wasn't interested and the fact he didn't understand the concept of no means no pissed him the hell off. Dick was seeing red at that point as he stormed towards Roxxi and the asshole who refused to leave her alone. As he grew closer he watched as the guy grabbed Roxxi's ass, smirking endlessly as he did so, as did his little buddies who were watching from afar.
Dick picked up his pace as Roxxi kneed him in the groin, causing him to bend over, groaning in pain. The guy then went to strike Roxxi, but before he could Dick was right in his face, standing in front of Roxxi as he stopped the guy's punch mid-air. "Punching a woman? How fucking stupid are you?" He growled as he reared back his free hand and punched the guy straight in his jaw, so hard in fact that it sent him backwards into his group of buddies. Well, this night was officially ruined. But beating the hell out of this guy and his buddies seemed like a pretty damn good way to end it, maybe not in full costume, as the theatrics alone were funny as hell. But the fact that he was literally going to punch Roxxi had sucked any amusement from his body. He was pissed and this guy was going to get front row seats on what happened when Dick got this pissed off.
The guy had stumbled to his feet, his buddies helping him up. Dick knew where this was going, and he was ready. "Hey asshole, how about you pick on someone your own size?" As cliche as that was, he meant every word. This dickhead was going to get beat the hell up, as were his buddies if they decided to intervene, which given their intoxicated state, he was sure they would and damn he hoped they would.
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ROXANNE BRASCHI
Chimera
psychic-skinwalker
Posts: 188
Age:
30
Occupation:
Professor at Whitmore College
Status:
In a Relationship
Partner:
Chase Buckley
Played by:
Julia
Last seen Nov 11, 2024 20:39:32 GMT
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Post by ROXANNE BRASCHI on Jan 5, 2022 17:19:31 GMT
━ i don't know where i'm going, but i sure know where i've been ━ THE INTERVENING YEARS HAD both of them becoming self-destructive, it seemed. Drawn to scenarios that might see them to the hospital, willing to fight it out until the bloody end. Idiots, maybe, but Roxxi could recognize it in Dick as well as herself. Something happened to him, and if they weren’t in the middle of a bar fight, she might’ve twisted his arm (literally and figuratively) until she got it out of him.
Dick was there just in time, exactly like one of those comic book heroes Chase loved. He stopped the fist that nearly collided with her face, and though it would’ve healed in an instant and Roxxi would’ve used that as an excuse to fight back at full force, she was still grateful.
Stumbling back once the stranger’s hold on her broke, Roxxi shifted in close behind Dick, one hand on his lower back to let him know she was still there and that they were both okay━a silent support she wasn’t sure if he needed. “Thank you,” Roxxi mumbled, watching the asshole’s friends help him back up to his feet.
‘Hey asshole, how about you pick on someone your own size?’
She flashed Dick a grin from over his shoulder, brown eyes flicking to the little group as they neared. Just to go with Dick’s cliche touch, she considered grabbing a bottle and smashing it on the edge of the bar to use as a weapon but figured that was a little too much. “Yeah, come on, pezzo di merda!” Roxxi shouted, no longer having any qualms about not using her strength on these douchebags.
Once the group started charging forward, she let Dick take the same guy it’d all started with and went for her own, giving him a good elbow to the face before flipping him over her shoulder. He was at least three times the size of her, but no matter what’d happened to Roxxi during that weird change, she grew up knowing how to use her strength. All that this change ended up doing was making sure she left this guy with a good zap at the end.
Calling Dick’s name, Roxxi spun around to see him surrounded and, against any worries about bruising his manhood, she dove in to start picking off the guys on the outside. This would definitely get them kicked out, though Roxxi ignored the impending intervention of the bouncer and kept at it, refusing to leave Dick in her mess by himself.
DICK PRESCOTT | my hero!
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DICK PRESCOTT
Chimera
Posts: 25
Played by:
Alex
Last seen Jan 12, 2024 15:44:57 GMT
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Post by DICK PRESCOTT on Jan 16, 2022 4:20:04 GMT
━ our worst day is where we start from, where we rise from━
IT seemed that Dick had made it there just in the nick of time - and thank god he did or else Roxxi would've gotten a fist to the face. Which honestly would have sent him into a full blown rage, more so than he was currently. Not to mention that he's had some drinks and that mixed with his anger never ended well for whomever was on the other end of it. And it just so happened that this dude and his friends made that list. Sucks to be them because h was about to show them what happened when they disrespected a lady like that just had. And that lady being Roxxi? Big mistake. Dick may not appear as much with his baby face, but he packed a mean ass punch. His years in the military taught him well, how to use his appearance to his advantage when in combat with others. People tended to underestimate him just baed off his look - again, another big mistake on their end and they were gonna find out real quick why that was here briefly.
Dick heard Roxxi mumble a thank you to him as he had stepped in the line of the guy's punch, placing her hand onto his lower back as to tell him that she was okay. That touch, no matter how small, was immensely comforting to him, more than he would ever let on. He was just glad he had intervened when he had, just thankful he had been there at the right time and was able to save her. That he was able to save someone. Roxxi was one of the closest people to him in his life. With his brother being out of the picture seeing as he was nowhere to be found, all he had now was Roxxi. And now that he had her back in his life, he wasn't about to let anything or anyone hurt her.
Especially not some drunk asshole in the bar.
The guy who he had just punched was grabbing his jaw in pain from where he had punched him and Dick couldn't help but smirk. There was a lot more where that came from buddy. 'Yeah, come on, pezzo di merda!' Roxxi suddenly shouted, ready to fight the group of men alongside of him. And while he didn't necessarily want her in the line of fire, he knew better than to try and tell her what to do or what she couldn't do. That was a lesson he had learned a long time ago. Not to mention that Roxxi was actually really good in fights and if he had ever been in one like they were currently, he was glad she was the one by his side, ready to beat some ass with him. What are friends for?
Once those words escaped Roxxi's lips, the group charged forward towards them, with the guy who started this mess heading straight for him. Dick couldn't help but smirk, good, he wanted to take this asshole out first. The guy was too drunk for his own good, that much was evident as he swung his fist out, only to completely miss him altogether. That momentum had caused him to go barreling into the bar - headfirst and knocking him out cold. Well, that was easy enough. Dick turned around to face the other group of guys and to find Roxxi in this mess. She heard him call out his name just as the guys started to surround him. "Well, bring it on. I don't got all night." He said, egging them on with a wave of his fingers. One by one they ran toward him and Dick easily dodged each and every one of their attacks. Granted, they weren't on target either thanks to the alcohol that they had drank.
As Dick punched one guy, he then saw Roxxi barrel her way through the circle of guys, beginning to take them out from the outside. Dick smirked, looking at her with pride in his eyes. Of course, that tiny distraction caused him to come into contact with someone's fist, punching him straight in his jaw. That made him take a step back and he couldn't help but let out a laugh as he rubbed his jaw.'What's so funny?' The guy yelled who had just punched him - one lucky shot, one the dude wouldn't be getting anymore of. Without warning Dick reared his fist back and knocked the dude clean onto his ass. "That." He replied as he stepped over the guy's body before heading towards Roxxi. Dick was sure the two would be getting kicked out here soon, not that he cared one bit, these assholes had it coming.
"Roxxi!" He yelled as he made his way to her, ripping the last guy away from her, knocking him on his ass. Dick had enough of this shit, and without any warning, he grabbed a hold of Roxxi's hand and dragged her the hell out of there before any of the could get to their feet and continue this fight.
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ROXANNE BRASCHI
Chimera
psychic-skinwalker
Posts: 188
Age:
30
Occupation:
Professor at Whitmore College
Status:
In a Relationship
Partner:
Chase Buckley
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Julia
Last seen Nov 11, 2024 20:39:32 GMT
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Post by ROXANNE BRASCHI on Jan 24, 2022 23:09:34 GMT
━ i don't know where i'm going, but i sure know where i've been ━ HEART BEATING HEAVILY IN her chest, thumping loudly against her ribcage and in her ears, Roxxi focused on each blow that came her way. Every one of them was easy enough to get rid of, as they (thankfully) all turned out to be humans. Dick was, well, something to behold, but Roxxi couldn’t feel anything from him, and surely he’d pull out any supernatural skills in a fight. All his skills were Marine-Made, she guessed.
Running into the group that went for him probably wasn’t the smartest idea, but, like Dick, she didn’t think about the repercussions━she just wanted to defend her best friend. It turned out he didn’t need it, and Roxxi had to admit━she was pretty impressed.
The last obstacle on her way to Dick put up quite a fight, catching Roxxi’s forearm before she could swing at him. She nearly ripped his arm off just for doing so, but Dick was there in an instant, knocking the guy down before she could raise any questions with her strength. Pulling her out and away, she glanced over her shoulder, trying to find Chase in the crowd. She’d text him and meet up with him later━it would be better than ending their night together on opposite ends of a holding cell. Plus, she had to make sure Dick was okay━she wasn’t going to send him out on his own after all that.
“Holy shit,” Roxxi let out a breathless laugh, drawing in the cool, fall air once they’d made it outside. “Era pazzesco!” She beamed, squeezing Dick’s hand and then pressing into his side, whirling over to throw her arm around him, trapping Dick in a hug. “You’re okay?” She asked quickly, leading him towards his bike.
“Hey, maybe I should drive that thing. You know, since you’re drunk and punch-drunk and everything.” Roxxi teased, giving him a wink. She’d get the chance one day; she just knew it. She always got her way in the end.
Still high off the end of their night━or the pre-end to the end, the end being the burgers at the Grill━a spot filled with all the club’s leftovers and drunks. It seemed to be the spot, but it was kind of their spot. Roxxi and her best friend, the boy she thought she’d lost but would never let go of again, and some really good burgers.
DICK PRESCOTT | translation: that was crazy! zeeee end
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