Talk to gender bent Liv &
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-BonelessApple- 
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12.02.2021
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-InnerSpy-
12.02.2021 17:09
LinkHi
-BonelessApple-[OP]
12.02.2021 17:10
LinkMmph ⬇⬇
-InnerSpy-
12.02.2021 17:11
Linkoh here
-BonelessApple-[OP]
12.02.2021 17:11
LinkAight well you start then
-InnerSpy-
12.02.2021 17:13
LinkHello :)
-BonelessApple-[OP]
12.02.2021 17:14
LinkThey wave
-InnerSpy-
12.02.2021 17:16
LinkHow's it going?
Cricri Russian names are hard.
Makarova: *she was at a mini cafe, drinking her late morning coffee at one of the tables outside. She wasn't really a morning person, or a day person at all. The sun as always was there to annoy the woman*
Lmao
Oliver strolled into the Cafe wit a shorter, darker skinned woman beside him. The woman wore a neat, dark brown trench coat over what looked to be a suit. The man on the other hand, wore a sharp coat with fur along the collar thingie, and a slick white suit under it.
Makarova: she watched the two walk in with interest, the man with lighter hair looked quite familiar to her but the woman was someone she hadn't seen. She looked through the window from outside as she slowly got up from her chair*
The man grinned widely as he seemed to be teasing the more muscular, shorter woman who looked to be having none of it. She had a large pair of white, feathered wings along her back. After a few more moments of listening to the man, she growled and Gabe him a sharp slap across the face
(sorry, teacher wanted me off the phone.)
Makarova: *she widely grinned as she walked toward the door and into the cafe, walking towards the two*
You're alright dw)
His eyes widened and he knit his brows scolding the woman who rolled her eyes and turned, looking for a place to sit.
Makarova: *she walked up to the familiar Male, wanting to get a good look at his face* hello there, kind sir.
The man arched a brow and glanced over at the seeming shadow of the woman. He gave her a gentle, charming smile. "hello-"
Makarova: *the woman wore an unbuttoned light brown trench coat with a white dress shirt that had lantern sleeves and black dress pants* I couldn't help but notice the commotion from my seat. *she thought for a moment* you look really familiar- have we perhaps met somewhere before?
He scratched his chin gently and gave the figure a shrug as he buried his large, gloved hands into his pockets. "You anything important? If not, you've probably just seen me in the papers dear."
The shorted woman elbowed him with a huff. "Manners."
Makarova: oh, no I'm nothing much. *of course she wasn't going to answer his question truthfully god knows what would happen- but the papers? Why would he be in the papers exactly?* huh.. you're in the papers? *the woman stroked her chin*
He nodded and smiled gently, his silverish blue eyes peering down at her. "Correct. I'm a bit known around these parts." He let out a gentle chuckle.
Makarova: oh? what's your name? *she slightly smiled, talking a sip of her bitter coffee*
He chuckled softly and held a hand out to Jer as the woman walked off to get herself a coffee. "ah. Oliver Underwood."
Makarova: *she shook his hand, replying in a calm but cheery tone* pleasure to meet you, Mr. Underwood- I'm Makarova, Makarova Narvana.
He nodded with a soft grin. "Now that's a gorgeous name Ms. It really is a pleasure to meet you."
Makarova: you're too kind. *she smiled, putting her hands into her pockets* and it's nice to meet you too-
He chuckled lightly and nodded, his eyes twinkled. "Say, are you here all on your own..?"
Makarova: oh- yeah, I uh- just stopped by for a quick coffee. *she averted her gaze for a moment with a shrug*
He nodded and gave her a small smile. "Ah. So did me and my friend, Zira. Just a morning stop before we head to work."
Makarov: what's your jobs? *she took a swig of her warm coffee, looking between the two. The woman seemed interested about their occupations*
He shooed the woman off to fetch him a coffee as well and she reluctantly obeyed. He smiled gently. "Ah well- I run a little mob in the area."
Makarova: oh really? *she raised a brow, hiding her grin behind her coffee cup before lowering the rim of the cup from her mouth* I've never heard of an angel running a mob. It probably took a lot to get taken seriously around here, huh?
He cleared his throat gently and nodded averting his eyes. "Ah well. It worked-" he cleared his throat gently, knowing he had little to no respect around the area but hey, why would he say that?
Makarova: could I maybe come by sometime? It sounds rather- intriguing~ *she smirked*
He- wasn't exactly sure of the woman's tone but she couldn't do much harm.. Right? He simply kicked his worries under the rug as usual and nodded, giving Jer a small smile. "That would be lovely."
Makarova: great! *she innocently smiled* when would be the best time to drop by?
He smiled and handed her a card. "Oh, later today maybe? I'm free this evening. Text me sometime and ill give you the address." for his position, he seemed rather- open, when it came to his business, maybe even ignorant.
Makarova: *she took the card, looking down at it. The silhouette like woman nodded in agreement and looked back up at him, with a soft chuckle* sounds good-
He nodded and smiled gently down at her as the woman walked back over. She handed Oliver his drink and shot Makarova a glare, A hint of envy in her eyes. "I suppose you two are finished?"
Makarova: *the glare took her by surprise, she smiled back at her though, her smile was innocent but the look in her eyes said something different when looking at Zira, it wasn't clear what* a-ah yes- of course. I won't keep you two any longer-
She huffed gently and nodded, before Oliver could respond she grabbed onto his hand and tugged him out with a huff, she didn't feel too great about the woman, and without a doubt was already getting jealous over the grin Oliver had given the woman instead of her.
Makarova: *she waved goodbye to them, chuckling a bit* oh-goodbye!
Oliver smile gently and gave her a wave as he was dragged off.
Timeskip?)
ye-)
*when the time came the woman was waiting for a reply to her text, she looked at the evening sky as her hair blew in the cool wind, cautiously keeping the phone on hand*
She got a quick response of his address. He sat back in his couch with a smile, as usual, Zera was beside him.
Makarova: *she felt the buzz of the phone in her hand and looked down at the screen. After a moment she turned off the phone and sighed, mumbling while getting on her motorcycle and drove off, making her way to the destination* shouldn't be too far..
The two quietly talked about whatever, though Oliver had noticed Zera being more of a piss baby than usual. He grinned at the though, guessing it would be because he was inviting a woman over. More than just a one night stand.
Makarova: *once she was there she parked her bike and took out her phone and texted him, saying that she was there. She wasn't exactly sure what to expect so she kept on her toes*
The address led her to a fairly large, fancy white and golden home. He quickly hopped up from his couch and ran to the door. He adjusted his tie and cleared his throat before opening the door for her. On the couch, Zera let out an irritated huff as she had been dreading this moment more than ever.
Makarova: *she was slightly amazed by the place, she gazed around as she waited at the door. Once it opened the woman gave him a kind smile and a small wave* good evening Mr. Underwood.
He smiled down at her and lwt out a light chuckle, moving so she could enter. "Welcome." He smiled down at her nd shut the door behind her, zera glared at the two.
Makarova: *she noticed Zera from the corner of her eye then looked at Oliver again* hm..is she your house mate?
He blinked for a moment. "hm? Ah!" HR smiled once he realized. "oh she just lives here, there's not much between us besides were just partners."
His words seemed to set off her pissy mood even more and she growler, standinf up and she stormed off to her bedroom.
Makarova: ah, I thought she’d be your girlfriend or something. *her voice seemed to trail off as she looked around, seeming amazed by the place* you really have a nice place here-
He smiled a bit and nodded with a chuckle. "Thank you and- I don't like her like that."
Makarova: I see- *she folded her arms and took one last look around before turning to him with a gEnuInLy happy smile* so..what should we do first?
He chuckled lightly and shrugged, taking her hand. "You hungry? I will admit I make a pretty fine cook-"
Makarova: Y-Yes!- I mean- I’d..I’d appreciate something to eat. *she quickly nodded, she couldn’t lie about being hungry, she hadn’t eaten all day actually due to her work*
He let out a snort and grinned, nodding. He led her to some fancy ass pitched and started washed his hands, rolling up his sleeves. "what you hungry for?"
Makarova: pasta would be great. *she rubbed the back of her neck with a small smile*
He smiled and nodded, going through a few cupboards for noodles and he slid out a pot. "pasta it is-"
Makarov: *she watched him move around the kitchen curiously* do you need help?
He hesitated before shrugging. He smiled gently, pulling out a few cans. "that'd be lovely-"
Makarov: *she nodded and came over* what do you need me to do?
He tapped his chin for a moment and slid her a bowl along with a few cans and vegetables. "Could you make some sause?'
Makarova: *she nodded, turning to the vegetables* sure thing- where do you keep the cutting board?