Besides Red and I, there's three full-time staff. There are six others that work here, but they live off-site.
[And speak of the devil, here's one of them--a well-cut, well-dressed gentleman with greased-back hair opens the front door for the two of them, giving them a low, respectful bow as they enter.]
Oh, knock it off.
[Despite his stuffy appearance, he doesn't seem to be the type; when he stands up straight, he's trying (and failing) to hide a shit-eating grin. As the door closes, there's a soft voice from the top of the half-spiral staircase in front of them.
"Hi."
The owner of the voice is a slim, average-height woman with shockingly bright red hair and just as shockingly bright blue, angular tattoos all down her left half. She wears a ivory dress that uses a jewelry-reappropriated shield as its brooch. She comes down the stairs, taking slow, deliberate steps down the stairs as she glides her hand across the rail.
Boxer watches. Even with half his face anything but human, he looks at her as if she's not only the most beautiful woman he's ever seen, but it's the first time he's ever seen her.
Sorry, Athena. You've been forgotten about for a moment.
Red finishes her descent and chuckles. She barely comes up to his shoulders, as he runs to close the few feet between them.
"After all this time, I can still render you speechless."
He takes her by the waist, lifting her up and spinning her around him. Both of them can't help but laugh a little, and as he comes to a stop he reaches up to give her a kiss on the mouth as he still holds her.]
I missed you.
["Me too."
Boxer lets Red down to the floor and she kneels, gracefully, in front of Athena. She reaches out and puts her tattooed hand on top of Athena's hair, running her fingers through affectionately.
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[And speak of the devil, here's one of them--a well-cut, well-dressed gentleman with greased-back hair opens the front door for the two of them, giving them a low, respectful bow as they enter.]
Oh, knock it off.
[Despite his stuffy appearance, he doesn't seem to be the type; when he stands up straight, he's trying (and failing) to hide a shit-eating grin. As the door closes, there's a soft voice from the top of the half-spiral staircase in front of them.
"Hi."
The owner of the voice is a slim, average-height woman with shockingly bright red hair and just as shockingly bright blue, angular tattoos all down her left half. She wears a ivory dress that uses a jewelry-reappropriated shield as its brooch. She comes down the stairs, taking slow, deliberate steps down the stairs as she glides her hand across the rail.
Boxer watches. Even with half his face anything but human, he looks at her as if she's not only the most beautiful woman he's ever seen, but it's the first time he's ever seen her.
Sorry, Athena. You've been forgotten about for a moment.
Red finishes her descent and chuckles. She barely comes up to his shoulders, as he runs to close the few feet between them.
"After all this time, I can still render you speechless."
He takes her by the waist, lifting her up and spinning her around him. Both of them can't help but laugh a little, and as he comes to a stop he reaches up to give her a kiss on the mouth as he still holds her.]
I missed you.
["Me too."
Boxer lets Red down to the floor and she kneels, gracefully, in front of Athena. She reaches out and puts her tattooed hand on top of Athena's hair, running her fingers through affectionately.
"And this is my little goddess..."]