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IM/DC Chapter 39
🕑 Added 2024-03-27 07:23:08 +0000 UTCI woke up in my room and heard the sounds of dishes clattering in the main room. I checked both bathrooms and they were locked. The system in place is you share two bathrooms with two separate families. Each had to walk through the bathroom and lock the door every time they used it but it was better than only having access to one.
Well. Even still I had to pee and both were occupied. Holding it in I check to see what Stephanie is doing. A set of flapjacks laid on a plate and I got an idea. “Any chance I can go get Cass and maybe use one of your bathrooms before I come back over?” She flipped the pancake she was cooking before saying. “Sure. She’s probably eavesdropping so she should unlock the door before you get there.
I walked through the adjacent kitchen and cut across to their room. Opening the door Cass practically throws herself at me as I do so, kissing me hard and biting my lower lip hard enough to draw blood. She licks the blood and says. “Go pee. We’ll continue when you’re done.” Using the bathroom with a missing hand is weird.
I was confused as I came out of the bathroom and she gave me a bear hug. “Got full story from Steph. Figured out. What your third date will be.” I smile and hug her back before whispering in her ear. “If you figured it out then you should give me a reward tonight?” She put my feet on the ground before jumping up and wrapping her legs around me. I spun her around and carried her through the kitchen with her still attached kissing me.
I set her down near the door. I think she’s still too shy to show that type of affection in front of anyone else. We head inside and eat then I get to work just walking the streets and asking anyone if they’d like to lose some weight. After four hours of some extremely rude people followed by thankful people I saved up one-hundred spare pounds of biomass. I would rather not have to sacrifice my hand again.
I could restore my hand but the amount of biomass needed was extreme. It was about twice as much as I’d collected that day. I made a newton's cradle and while the balls were clacking it would apply a white noise baffle to the surrounding area. I can’t keep leaving my house every time I bring a girl over.
Fuck… Fury is definitely going to want one of these… I should probably sell them as well since it’s fairly easy to make. Not only would it block anyone eavesdropping close by, it would stop someone from listening through a bug. I was tired from constantly draining fat from people. I slept knowing I would be woken up that night.
As expected I left the light on and a woman approached me that night. It was Nat, uh oh. “I got another girl coming tonight.” She looked at my hand confused. “What the hell happened?” I smirked and played it off. “I didn’t lose it in a fight. It was the cost of being a good person. I can regrow it but it’s too expensive for now.”
Cass opens the door cautiously and peaks in. Nat and Cass look at each other for a few seconds. “Uhh. I was just leaving.” Nat said as she started to put her jacket back on she had taken off. “We need a system for this. I’ll put a car freshener in the window if someone is staying over unless…” I look between the two. “You two want to both sleep with me?”
Cass looks at Nat before saying. “...No…” I could only laugh. “Cool, cool, cool alright.” Nat walks up to me and places a kiss on my lips. “Alright Dan. We’ll pick this up later.” As she left I started the newton’s cradle activating the babble field and grabbed the lube. “No need.” I set it back down on the stand. She starts taking off her clothes while talking. “I. Don’t like her.”
I took off my underwear as she finished stripping and asked. “Why?” She climbed on me pressing her naked body against mine and humming content. “Stinks like bodies.” I kiss her and as I roll her over to make love to her I remember. Oh shit, I forgot about Mysterio’s body. Welp… That’s gone.
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Natasha wasn’t sure he had anything to do with the body they found in the park. Danny seemed too indifferent about the death but the bullet. That bullet came from an especially big handgun. He was either a serial killer or a veteran of war but the one line everyone picked up on in their first meeting made them think he was young in his past life as well.
“I guess bullying a kid is something Captain America wouldn’t agree with so that’s why he’s not here.” Most people don’t view themselves as a kid especially when they’re angry. He was either a very good actor who caught on that we were trying to build a psychological profile on him or he was in fact between sixteen and twenty four like they had guessed.
He moved like a veteran though. Unconsciously checking angles when he entered rooms, sitting in chairs facing the door, palming weapons when meeting people including me. There were a few other ways she could determine he had seen real combat. The relationship he had with director Fury was another way they could tell he could keep people off tilt.
She was happy at her new magical abilities but hadn’t had much time to read through the book Danny had given her. The logomancy he explained was interesting but my low number of circles severely limited what I could pull off. Using shields as platforms was another method described in the book but I could only conjure one at a time. She started to think about her future.
Natasha often had daydreams of raising children. It was one thing she truly wished for and was devastated when her womb was taken from her. She unconsciously placed her hand on her stomach. Those thoughts had slowly started including Danny as the father raising the child. A soft smile popped on her face as she got back to dismantling the corpse.
