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</div>Alias: Asshole / Street Rat / Raven<br/>Power: Personal Gravity<br/>Age: 26<br/>Date/Time: July 19<span style="font-size: 80%;vertical-align:super">th​</span>/ Early morning, First Class seats en route to Stelara Island<br/>Mood Music: Pretender - AJR<br/><div style="width: 54px;

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</div></div><br/><br/>Tagging: Cloe<a class="username" data-user-id="6169" data-username="Purplefairydust" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6169/">Purplefairydust</a><br/><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><br/>Oh, she could bite back! Kenji's expression was a mix of surprise and admiration. "It's an acquired taste," he purred back. Then he gawked at her as she tossed back the first drink like it was medicine.<br/><br/><b><i>"And I don't know why you are complaining, it was so much cheaper than your sex change opporation" </i></b><i>She gave him a little grin before settling down with her second drink.<br/>
</i><br/>Kenji's jaw dropped. He mouthed "Oh. My. God." To her, silently impressed and also humiliated at her jab. Then she continued, making it sound like he was begging for sex. Kenji shook his head at her and then grinned. He rolled his bottom lip through his teeth and looked away as he picked up his beer. "She hasn't had her medication today," he explained to the man across the aisle. "She can't control what comes out of that mouth of hers."<br/><br/>And apparently she wanted her mouth filled. She asked for another drink, as if it would make her behave, and he shook his head at the flight attendant.<i>Please, don't, </i>his eyes asked.<br/><br/>Then he leaned towards her and whispered harshly, "What the fuck is wrong with you? If you get us kicked off the plane before we've even taken off there will be no loot to divide!" He reached over with his right hand and gripped her left one. "Seriously, slow down on the drinking." Then louder, "So much for ten days sober, huh babe? Maybe you should call your AA sponsor and your Sex Addicts sponsor if you can't hold yourself together. It's our anniversary, for crying out loud!"<br/><br/>He was tempted to gravity her hands to the arm rests and try to convince her she was just too drunk to take another drink. If he could figure out a way to make her not talk, he would try it, but he was half afraid she would start screaming.