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[b][h1][color=DarkSlateGray]Deon Howlette[/color][/h1][/b]
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[color=darkslategray][h3]-Son of the Wolverine-[/h3][/color]
Interacting with: Phoebe Wayne-Isley ([@Caits]), Uná O’Brian ([@Almalthia]) and Lavi Kyle ([@Ejected])
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Her name was Phoebe. That was cute. He might even remember it; not that it mattered. She hadn't slapped him outright, and that was something. Past experiences told him that if she hadn't shot him down by now, his chances were looking fairly good. And the saying about red heads - red on the head, heat in the sheets - he was willing to test that theory.

[color=lightcoral]"I wouldn’t mind walking around… But I don’t consider this place as something that sucks.”[/color] she said, sounding a little unsure of herself. So she was a bit inexperienced with guys too, it seemed. Perfect. [color=lightcoral]”I consider it a place where I can learn to kick butt.”[/color]

Kick butt? Deon kept from snickering. Oh this was going to be fun.

There was someone behind them a bit talking at Phoebe, or at least he thought they called her name. But her attention was on him, now. As it should be, so he opted to not even give the younger girl a passing glance despite also being red-headed.

[color=lightcoral]”Your father?”[/color] Her voice brought him back from his wandering thoughts, almost forgetting the intent exchange with the Wolverine despite it just happening. Where was his mind? Sex or violence? Maybe a bit of both...

[color=darkslategray]"Yeah. Haven't seen or heard much from him in a while."[/color] Deon acknowledged, keeping the information brief. No need to scare off a new playmate.

[color=#AFBBA5][b]"That's Uná over there,"[/b][/color] Walking with Phoebe, a body suddenly walked up from behind them and put herself between him and Phoebe. His eyes raked her over, hiding no intention as he did. And although she was a far cry from a red-head, the dark-skinned young woman definitely had some fine assets about her. His lip twitched up into a bit of a smile, his mind not even registering what she had just said to him about the other girl. [color=#AFBBA5][b]"and I'm Lavi. So nice of you to introduce yourself to us [i]prize poodles[/i]."[/b][/color] And then she was leaving, apparently having said all that she wanted to say to him. He could tell that she was put-off a bit by not being the one getting noticed first. And truthfully... if he had, he wasn't so sure that he might have walked up to her first, instead. [color=#AFBBA5][b]"I'll catch you two whenever,"[/b][/color] His gaze fell to her behind. Man he loved watching girls go.

[color=darkslategray]"Damn prize poodle just won best in show!"[/color] Deon half shouted, half cat-called as Lavi made her departure. Good god, with talent like he was seeing already in just the few amount of minutes he had arrived, it was bound to be a good year. He chuckled to himself at his comment, bringing his hand around to rub the back of his neck as he once more turned his attention back to Phoebe.

[color=darkslategray]"I don't think the school is opening up for a bit. Wanna go catch a more private scene?"[/color]