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Just the start of November and things had begun heating up for Abu. Unfortunately, things can't be said for Rue, who was still recovering from his gang shoot out mishap, finally able to move but not at full power just yet. His stand in was doing a good job keeping the city safe, even if he went easier on the lawbreakers than Rue himself would. At least this meant that Lareien had her boyfriend all to herself for the next month or so, taking well enough advantage of it. Though to avoid another visit to Abu, she kept the fun short and limited to using her mouth, calling it her "sexual" healing, the best type of healing Rue could ask for. Today was November 2nd, the sun starting to set on another quiet day at home.

Lareien lived on the 3rd floor of an apartment in a somewhat crappier part of town which was shittier before Rue "cleaned" up the biggest threats around once he won over that hydra dragoness' heart. Everyone knew to clear out of that block since it seemed that Rue was spotted in this area, though it was known to everyone that he did not "live" there, least according to what people find out. Very carefully did he arrive at Lareien's place, sticking to the rooftops in the dead of night and climbing down the fire escape down to the 2nd floor. The 5 story apartment building had little tenants, but the old dog who owned it was a nice ole lady who was pleased to have someone not doped up living in her humble building. Though she's weary of Rue since he has an intimidating look on his face, nearly getting a broom to the face since she thought he was another hooligan. He still thought she had it out for him so he made sure to avoid coming into contact with her when possible.

"Fucking hell...nothing good on...sigh. Hopefully Lareien gets home soon. Today she promised a facial." A grumpy Rue was laying on the lavish leather couch in the living room, chilling out in black pjs and a blue sleeveless T while scratching at his crotch with a yawn. The channels were being passed through with rapid button presses, the remote in his other hand getting more use than It should. *Click* "Tonight on an all new Dragon Daters, Steven gets in over his head with his blind date who may have a taste of human flesh...." MET was showing another crappy reality show, wondering why they bother airing such a thing that would make dragons look bad, "Eh...Dragons are hot enough to take that risk." commented an unamused Rue, changing to the next random channel.

*Click* "...now, Katelyn, if you guessed correctly, you'll go home today with that new deluxe tractor...." Some thick deer on some crappy gameshow, raising an eyebrow as she seemed to look familar. His interest was short lived though, having no interest on seeing a rigged piece of shit like that. *Click* "The all new DoughBoy's BaconBuster! A bacon wrapped half pound patty with bacon mayo chipotle sauce, sprinkled with bacon blue cheese on a bacon infused bun. It's more bacon than you know what to do with...." Bacon was every man's dream, seeing how much bacon was stuffed into a one sandwich. The commercial showed some human taking a bite into it, so much heavenly grease coming out from it, "....That shit is a heart attack worth having. Too bad Lareien isn't a fan of that much meat...well meat that isn't mine. Heh."

Once the commercial ended, he moved on to the next channel, the news channel. *Click* "Feather Dust is the latest rage among kids, but is there a darker secret? WDEF7 News investigates..." Feather dust was some new thing the kids were doing, not knowing much about it and even worse having been stuck at home all month meant he couldn't even do his normal rounds to find out more about it. Fuzz had began growing on his face, being too lazy to shave as he normally would as he couldn't stand dealing with the itch a growing beard gave him. That was the one thing he didn't understand, as facial hair had no benefit to him in the least. Yet his father gave it to him just for the hell of it...Damn dragon was bald like a baby's bottom; how would he know how hair feels growing. It was already 6 pm, noticing that his thick pink dragoness was running a bit late, getting him a bit concerned since she'd text him a message if she not arriving home on time.

Thankfully his concern left him once he heard heavy steps coming from outside, meaning that his babe was finally home. He jumped off the couch and onto the hardwood floor, jumping right at his girlfriend's chest once the door open, "Hey babe! Bout freaking time you got home!" greeted the oh so eager human. To his surprise, these tits were not the tits he was expecting, the squeal and light gasp being a bit higher pitched than he was used to, "Oooh...Rue...nice to see you too." Dinah had opened the door in Lareien's place, an unexpected visit by the tall thick Lezagrad being quite welcome. Rue guessed it was her day off from her modestly light outfit, a simple gray t-shirt which hugged her body so tightly, the type of shirt he loved a thick girl to wear and orange shorts which were a little above her knees.

Today was a warm day for late fall so it allowed her to pick a more comfortable wear for the day. Lareien was right behind her however, still in her work clothes. Business casual was the name of the game for her, wearing a plaid dress with a black unbuttoned shirt to compliment the look. That stretchy fabric did a great job hugging her curves, even granting cleavage for any welcome patrons which she didn't mind TOO much. Dinah kept an arm under Rue's tush to keep him up and squeezing him close into her, before Lareien gave her boyfriend bap to his head, "You should be resting! Not jumping around like a monkey on acid!" growled the scared pink dragoness, Dinah giving a light eep and quickly setting him down on the huge dragon sized couch, "Ow...come on babe. You know I'm already doing better. Hell by next week I should be good to go and take back my post! Pretty sure Eura is already crying over having to grow a pair at night." For someone who was put full of holes, he was still cocky, making Lareien huff before shaking her head.

"Oh you!...ugh...Dinah, take a seat while I get comfortable. Should only take a few minutes." Suggested Lareien, taking her friend's purse and heading to her room to change. Dinah nodded and took a seat beside Rue, looking down at him with sad eyes before immediately pulling him into a tight hug, "It's good to see you again Rue! Eura told me what happened....I'm glad you're okay!" Seems everyone thought he was in trouble, still shrugging off what happened as something minor. But hell, if it gets him more tits to the face, he won't complain over it, "Eehh...I'm fine. It's just how it is. How have you been Dinah?" Casually the human gave the sides of her breasts a good squeeze, making her gasp in delight, before rubbing his back gently.

"Nnng...Oh you....Yes I've been alright. Though I feel embarassed...I thought I saw you walking around the other day and it turned out to be your brother when I went up to him to say hello. You didn't tell me you had a twin!" Learning about this fact was such a shocker to her, Rue giving a sigh as he really doesn't like talking too much about Eurasia. He plopped himself in her lap and nodded in response, leaning his head against her lower chest, right against her left breast, "Yea...Eurasia. He's a good cop. A bit too nice for his own good though....I didn't mean to keep it a secret Dinah, it's just we don't hang out too much nowadays. Too busy with our jobs, ya know?" explained Rue, not wanting to give the wrong impression that he was lying to her or something.

"Eurasia is such a gentleman though! It's hard to imagine that you two are twins honestly." Lareien added in her own opinion, Rue sticking his tongue out at her. The pink dragoness had changed to comfortable dark gray sweats, opting for not wearing a bra with a tight red cotton shirt. Those nips were visible even to someone blind, bringing in something for her friend, "You know you're the only man for me Rue." chuckled Lareien, holding three small bottles of claw polish, "Here it is Dinah. Finally we can see which color looks great on those beautiful nails you have!" The girlish squee coming from Lareien made Dinah give a happy squee of her own, the two having hit it off quite nicely since their meeting.

To give them space, Rue jumped off of Dinah's lap and turned the TV off, the two sitting by each other with Lareien applying a deep purple first, "Oh...This brand is very expensive...are you really okay sharing it with me?" Dinah was always concerned with being a bother or a burden, being shared of something so luxurious made her feel anxious. Rue recalled buying her that brand some time ago. Good claw polish was very expensive, especially for the larger species since they had a higher surface area to coat along with claws needing a different set of chemicals for the polish to set properly. Normal nail polish didn't have the same punch as claw polish, which made it much more expensive to manufacture, "Oh it's not trouble at all! I have quite a bit of it. I buy one color while Rue gets one he'd prefer to have me wear. It's especially nice when he spoils me when he purchases both every now and then."

"OH right, that reminds me. This month I got you Lareien. That bonus from that September job was deposited into my account yesterday, so it's on me." Rue nearly forgot to tell her that with all the nonsense going on, his GF wondering what to get this time. Dinah was very impressed at their relationship, being told that they're both open and honest with each other to the very end. Not to mention she had not seen either one argue with each other, in the two months or so she'd been hanging with Lareien, she only had good things to say about him. Only thing was her worry that he'd get hurt doing the whole vigilante thing, which she'd wish her human would stop. Though beside that, their relationship was pretty much perfect, least from what she can see, "You two are so lovely....how did you two meet, if I may ask?" The curious lezagrad had wondered how two opposite but still compatible personalities came to meet, giving a surprise gasp seeing the shade of deep magenta on her right claw tips.

Their first meeting was one of Lareien's important memories when she first moved to land, wondering where to begin, "Oh...that's quite a story...Ruey, why don't you tell it? I have my hands full here." The dragoness didn't want to make any mistakes working on Dinah's claw tips, Rue pondering about it since it had been awhile since he told this story, "R-right. Uhh...where to start...."

• almost 3 years ago

In December, before Rue had begun his whole "Save the city by kicking law breaker ass" thing, he had been training to be a proper police officer. Unfortunately, during the written test, a conflict in interests had him walk out on the whole thing. Why the hell should he hold back on child molesters and abusive partners. Especially murders and trafficking assholes had to be put down permanently, but no. The law says they deserve due process and fair trial. That's the kind of crap that lead to their father's lynching 20 years ago, everyone who was a part of it got away scot free because he was a dragon, so they used that against him. That evening he decided to stop at some bar he'd never been to, not wanting to deal with anyone he knew or could run into in this part of town.

The night club Blu Iglu normally would be packed to the brim with slutty women on the poles and people dancing/molesting each other on the dance floor. To his luck, it was a slow evening, with minimal people hanging around to bother him. Fuck everything thought Rue, deciding to drink his troubles away for the first time, having turned 21 last month so he was officially legal enough to drink. About 2 hours in, he was already feeling inebriated, demanding more liquor and starting to cause a fuss. Out of concern, the Chief of Police Abyssion had looked around for the punk, only by luck finding him at the place thanks to one of his officers spotting him in the area. To his luck, he found the lone sweatered brother hunched over against the bar table, three empty bottles around him, "Gimmie...another..." groaned the drunk Rue, the seal bartender shaking his head, "Ya had enough boyo. Perhaps you should start taking yourself home instead of another shot."

It was a good suggestion, considering how much he actually drunk without showing signs of alcohol sickness, "Rue? What the hell...Since when did you start drinking?" wondered Abyssion, not once hearing about this though he himself did drink on occasion at any big function. He came in wearing a thick beige trench coat and gray fedora, his more undercover look for when he had to stake out. It had gotten quite cold and he needed to stay out of sight, knowing he could be slandered being caught here. Once he walked into the bar, he got a hand on his shoulder, turning around to big burly polar bear, wearing a black shirt with "bodyguard" written in white letters and blue jeans, "Sir, you'd make my night a lot easier if you take the coat and hat off." ordered the bear while pointing to a sign above the door which had a no facial or full body concealing policy. Abyssion hmmmed for a moment, thinking it was okay to do so since it seemed pretty quiet, nodding as he took off his hat, showing his shaved head and unbuttoning his thick coat.

"Sorry about that. Has.....he been here long?....and causing any trouble?" The place wasn't a mess so it was good to assume that nothing had happened, seeing a couple hanging out at a booth in the far end of the bar, along with what seemed to be a penguin babe in a sparkling blue dress sitting alone at a table. The low bass from a song from 20 years ago playing making the chief nostalgic for a bit, looking up at the disgruntled bear. The bear gruffed and cracked his knuckles, not looking too pleased, "Well aside from him talking shit all night about the cops, he's been alright. The boy pays good, but I'm getting sick of his mouth." That growl following that knuckle crunching wasn't good news, hearing Rue spout out more bullshit, "FUCK DA POLICE!...gah...."

Typical, Rue was still sore about earlier, Abyssion making his way towards his bro, "Hey Rue! C'mon man. Let's get you home. This place is a waste of time and money." That voice made the blood boil in that purple haired young punk, turning to see the one who betrayed his expectations, "Ey look who it is...fucking dick...get out of my face..." His words were slightly slurred but easy to understand, staking a seat in the stool beside him. The bartender came over while cleaning a cup, hoping he was here to take this full tanked human with him, "Guid evenin--wait...ain't you...I saw ya on the news the other night...heh! Didn't know you were the clubbing type" Abyssion had a familiar face to him, seeing him wave a hand to show he wasn't interested in anything to drink, "Me? Nah! I'm just here to get my brother....Let's go Rue!

Hearing that made Rue slam his cup down after taking one more shot, glaring at the big important show off Police Commissioner, "What are you? My escort service? Take your red tape and badge and shove em up your ass! Coddling crooks n shit. They don't deserve it! THEY DON'T!" growled Rue, Abyssion shaking his head in disappointment, "Keep it down! My last warning!" shouted the already aggravated Polar Guard, folding his arms as he stood watch at the exit. The more recent human raised a hand in apology, hoping that they would on their way within 5 minutes or else.

This was getting out of hand, thinking a more aggressive approach would be better. Honestly the more he thought about it, the more disappointed he was, being the one who pushed Rue to join the force. With such a desire for peace, he hoped he would change his methods during boot camp, unfortunately his violent ways of handling law breakers not easing up and were not permitted. The big bro stood up and grabbed Rue by the shoulder part of his sweater, lifting him up to eye level, "You're not above the law, Rue! You don't get to break the arms of suspect out of revenge!" This was a fact that Abyssion lived by, needing to respect the powers and limits given to him, even if the result conflicted with his desires.

On his first ride along, they busted a drug dealing fox in the act of physically assaulting a vixen, an act that was on Rue's "fuck that guy up" list, "That junkie had it comin to him and youuuu know it! Especially what that asshole did to that girl and..." His grumbling and lack of eye contact meant that he wasn't taking this serious, being set down back on his bar stool. It hit Abyssion just now that Rue probably didn't hear the end result of that case, grabbing his hat and putting it back on his head, "Well thanks to you he got let off due to police misconduct. Now all of the charges had to have been dropped. So who's the fucking dick now?" Finally he got a proper reaction, seeing Rue's left eye twitch in anger, followed by some much needed silence, "Yeah. I thought so!" added Abyssion after seeing his bro suck his teeth.

Things were heating up now, Rue standing up and facing his bro who was 3 inches taller than his 6'4" height, "You think shitheads around here give a fuck about the laaaaaw? Motherfuckers would eat you up! Pass you around to the rest of their friends!" The two were having a stand-off, the 29-year-old chief of police having been around the block many times and dealt with some awful scum in his day, "That right?" questioned the battle hardened Abyssion, being one of the few people who could make Rue feel intimidated. Those brown eyes were unflinching, staring into that green horn little brother who honestly was still as naive as ever.

Rue simply grinned and chuckled, grabbing an empty liquor bottle and showing it to his bro. For a moment, Abyssion wondered if Rue would go as far as to strike him with a weapon only to see him dangle it to the side and drop it. The loud shatter surprised the only couple in, the two making a quick haste out, "Daaaaats how they're dealt with. You got me?" laughed Rue, only to be pushed back into his stool. The polar bear body guard stomped right up to both of them, knowing when enough was enough, "That's your third strike! Leave before I MAKE you two leave!" That was a real threat, Abyssion having enough of this immature shit, "Yeah I get it. You're on your own bro. Goodnight and good luck!" Words wouldn't get through to him, especially while his mind was soaked in the drink. There's only so much a concerned brother can do, hoping he wouldn't get himself killed while in such a poor state.

Abyssion pulled out a 20 and left it for the bartender as he made his way out, leaving a bit of a tip for his disruption in this establishment "Ey! Where you goin? The great King Aby to chicken shit to see how they do things down here?" taunted Rue, not getting a response from his bro and seeing him off. Suddenly he was lifted by his arm, the polar bear thinking he needed a bit of a roughing up, "That means you too! Move your ass!" snarled the ursine, that smug human still chuckling in amusement of his actions, "Ey....I'm just having fun man! Drinks on me 'kay?" That response made his blood boil, always having no patience for idiots who couldn't control themselves or could understand the situation, "You're freaking everyone out. Now don't make me-" That human kicked the bear in his waist, enough for his grip to loosen to allow this bar crasher jump back, "Weeeeeak! I've knocked out bigger cheesedicks than you."

No better way to start a fight than to trash talk, the two cracking their knuckles with the seal bartender hiding behind the table, "You wanna do this man? Because I got all night!" 9 foot of muscle and fur was enough to intimidate most folks, surprised that this little punk didn't show any signs of hesitation in the least. Rue noticed that the bear's claws were shaved down, meaning that they wouldn't be as dangerous as they could be. This meant that he didn't meet the requirements for the Claw law, where all clawed species had to have their sharp parts shaved down albeit those who had a permit to keep them, all for the safety of the prey species. A punch from a big lug like that would still be an issue though, seeing him charge forward with a bear swipe. That left arm was caught, using the momentum of the opponent against him to lift him up and toss him over the shoulder. The big bear flew a few feet before landing on a table, smashing it to pieces with a loud thud.

The penguin in the back glanced up, wondering if that big oaf can handle things himself before more property is lost. The bear quickly got up after shaking his head, stomping the ground in anger, "GRAH! I'M GONNA CAVE YOUR FUCKING FACE IN!" That shout and snarl would strike fear in most men, unfortunately a drunk asshole like Rue was not impressed by it, dodging a punch once again before being tackled down onto the floor. Fuck this bear was heavy, being pinned down by one hand now and getting a tough punch to the face, then another. Man the rush of a fight really brought out the best in him, the pain of those blows being masked by the alcohol. A third punch was flying towards his face again, Rue quickly bucking to the right and dodging the blow by a hair, the bear punching the wood floor at full strength and breaking it, hissing in pain since it was unexpected and a hardwood floor.

That open spot was enough for Rue to push off the bear, with enough force to force him to stumble back a bit. Blood was going down Rue's forehead, getting himself up and going in to headbutt this ass-inine ursine right in the muzzle. That crack of bone was just what Rue wanted to hear, mixed in nicely with his yell of intense pain as he covered his face. Rue wasn't done yet though, needing to put this bear in his place for trying to ruin his buzz. Those fists of his clenched up to punch him in the gut, forcing those hands off of his face which gave him the perfect opportunity to kick him square in the chin. That force to send him flying back and skidding several feet with a loud crash got the attention of the only other patron in the bar.

Though not because of his act, more so because the slam of that bear made her cocktail spill during her favorite song which began playing just now. With that out of the way, Rue made his way back to the bar, the seal trying to dial for the police before jumping from Rue yelling, "Ey, come on. No need for that...Here. I got money...that table was like what...100? Come ooooooon..." His demanding had finally broken the last straw, seeing something at the corner of his eye a little too late. A firm blow knocked him from the stood and into the floor, hitting it face first with a room shaking thud and loud grunt. Seeing stars from a hit was something not common for Rue, groaning in a daze before feeling a foot stomp down on his back, "Sugah, ya picked da wrong time ta be dickin around."

This wasn't the booze making him woozy, whoever smacked him, got him good, shaking his head for a moment before being turned onto his back by his assailant, "Ugh...fuck. Cheap shot there Pengy--Gah." Above him was a rather angry looking Gentoo Penguin, a lightly thick lady with a scowl on her orange beak, a black streak down the middle of it, over her notrils down to the tip. Her foot pressed hard against his chest, making that glittering purple dress ride up enough so that her yellow panties were visible to him from down there, "Ah let ya play around long enough. Don't give me no lip and get lost....little boy." That tone and pressure on his chest showed that she was serious, Rue wondering if she was the head bodyguard or something. She was thick all over, pressing a good deal of her weight onto him with that heavy foot.

Woman or not, she insulted him, hating anyone who didn't take him seriously, slamming the floor with his fist, "Little...boy. Thats it you bird bitch. You asked for it." growled a now fired up Rue, pushing her foot up with his chest to mess with her balance and to get himself back up in a flip. This penguin's torquoise eye line shadow complimented her light red eyes, even though her short purple hair covered part of her right eye. Overall she was quite the looker, thick thighs where he got an upskirt view, chest with breasts slightly bigger than his head. Fuck, if Rue wasn't in such a pissed off mood, he'd probably be asking her out or something, "Ugh...head hurts like hell. She's tougher than she looks..." Liquid courage couldn't mask the kind of pain this penguin had to offer, cracking her knuckles, then her neck, "Hate ta have ta break yo face. I may want ta kiss it there later....but boy, giving me lip is the da last thing you'll be doin here."

Whoa, was she actually talking smack, smack to the soon to be terror on the streets? Fuck that noise, Rue wasn't going to be made fun right here, putting his fists up and closing the gap between them. The music then changed to something more upbeat, the face paced dub step fitting the anxious atmosphere between a drunk and a bodyguard. To break the ice, Rue moved in with a strong stright left, only to have it blocked by her forearm. That was enough for this 7'2" ft prime penguin to grasp how strong this young punk. Her response was something a little more appropriate, showing Rue how a real punch is done. Her fist grazed his cheek, seeing that look of concern and shock in his eye with that near miss.

It shook him enough to force the human to back off, acknowledging that maybe he wasn't as dumb as he made himself look, "...." Rue's silence said it all, that bravado he was showing off now basically non-existant. This was going to take some more finesse thought Rue, taking note that this penguin was much tougher than that brain dead bear he took out, "Scared? Last chance ta avoid me ruining dat handsome face Sugah. A real man knows when he's beaten...." She had been watching him since he came in, seeing him go straight to the bar and spouting off nonsense. Willie at the bar noted that he turned 21 last month so he was still pretty much a kid, a kid who's having a bad day considering he made no effort watch how much he was shoving down his throat.

A good asskicking can set someone straight, hearing her comment made him grind his teeth, "...Bitch! I'll show you how a real man does it!" growled Rue, charging back in with a greater amount of speed. The penguin put her guard up, seeing him trying a right hook this time, only to realize a little late that it was a feint, getting a left hook to her waist which made her stumble back for a moment with a small wince. Give a kid an inch, he'll take a mile, Rue milking that hit for all it was worth, "And there's more where that came from!" promised the over confident drunk, his opponent now glaring at him. Now she was going to get serious, squeezing her hands into fists once again, "Dats it..foreplay's over. Gonna kick yo ass ta the curve you little shit."

"Omgish, Dinah! This pink is perfect with the eye shadow you used last week!" squealed a happy dragoness, having painted and glossed Dinah's claw tips. The two turned their heads to see such bubbly happy ladies, a battered Rue looking in disbelief while an unamused penguin stood up straight and folded her arms, blowing at the hair covering her right eye.

• brief pause

"...holy crap was she not playing around, and--hey, hey! I'm telling the story here!" yelled Rue while waving his hands in the air, Lareien giving her boyfriend an annoyed look on her face while Dinah's eyes were glowing at how this brand really did deliver on quality, "I know. But I hate this part...being drunk...beating people up who were doing their jobs. I'm still disappointed in you for doing that Ruey." huffed Lareien, Dinah quite surprised to hear that Rue was so violent back then. Honestly maybe he should've watched how he told the story in front of Dinah, not wanting to give her the wrong impression, "Relax babe. You know I don't do that kinda thing anymore...alcohol tastes lousy." reminded a somewhat embarrassed Rue, admitting that it wasn't one of his best moments.

Dinah turned to him and pouted, wanting to make sure that he wasn't doing that sort of thing anymore, "You....you beat up people at bars for no reason? That's....um... mean." The lezagrad definitely looked disappointed, making Rue rub the back of his head in nervousness, "That was just a once time thing Dinah! Just one....bad day. I promise." That response was quick, Lareien nodding in agreement. As far as she knew, Rue didn't drink, and Eura who usually kept tabs on him would've reported it to her if he did, "Besides, if I hadn't, I would've never met you Lareien! Come on, I'm just about to get to get to your part!" Talking about that bar brawl really got him hyped, a good tussle always giving him some heart pounding action.

• back to the action

With that interruption, out of the way, Rue continued his story, which was basically at the end of his solo part. She was on the offensive this time, making Rue go on guard as she stepped in, guns blazing. Her first punch was blocked with both of Rue's forearms, the human wincing somewhat from how powerful that right punch was, enough to make him stagger back a step. Being caught off balance was always a fatal position in a fight, getting a blow to his stomach thanks to his compromised guard. That had to be the strongest punch he'd ever taken, knocking the wind out of him and forcing him to his knees with both hands holding his stomach. Cough and wheezing came to a stop once he got a knee to his forehead, leaving him on the floor with a bright bruised mark from the impact.

"Nice goin Vera! Now let me get on the horn to--" A pleased Seal was ready to call the police, Rue having caused property damage and assaulting a member of security would've put him in the clink for a good bit of time. Though Vera raised a hand, stopping him from doing so, "Nah. Get a Docta. Kyle needs patchin up. I'll gots ta throw out dis trash!" ordered the head bodyguard, Willie now feeling a bit sorry for that human. Rue was still conscious, just indisposed of for the moment, the entire room feeling heavy, shaky, unstable, though he felt himself being hoisted up into the air. He was being dangled by one arm, Vera wasting no time in getting him out finally and to focus on her fellow meat-head's health.

The door through the back entrance was opened, tough red metal door usually being locked until they got a shipment was opened. The dumpster on the other side of the alley was open as usual raising up the broken human to eye level. He was still alive and probably able to take more abuse, she was out of time to whoop that ass any more. Rue shook his head to get everything clear, soon finding himself tossed into the garbage, the lid being closed on him. The bags of trash didn't smell, the only thing that reeked was his broken rotten pride, pushing up against the lid to see that tough gal walk back towards the door. She turned around to see him, a bit impressed that he already got back to his senses, "You wanna get up? I don't mind bustin ya drunk ass up again!" That sass in her voice echoed in the cold dark night, Rue turning his face away without a word.

"Thought so!.....stupid ass muthafucker startin shit in da middle of my song..." grumbled a very annoyed penguin, slamming the door behind her and leaving Rue to stew in his juices. As he got out and brushed himself off, he hmmphed and flipped the bird at the door, "Uuugh.....well...I didn't like that dive bar anyways!...damn...penguin..." Honestly by this point he should stop making himself look bad, walking out of the back alley and wandering around town aimlessly, letting the drink leave his system to get a clear head. As the alcohol left his system, anger filled his mind, punching a light post with a growl, "...What's wrong with me....goddammit! How the hell did I let this happen...damn liquor...ugh..." His head was still pounding, stumbling down the sidewalk and pausing every now and then.

"...I can't protect this city like this...there'll be more victims like...mom..." The reason why he wanted to stop crime burned brightly in his mind now, starting to think clearly after sitting in a park bench for nearly half an hour. Everything began to come together, realizing what went wrong and why he got bodied by that thick penguin babe, "The way she fought...that wasn't martial arts..that was just straight up ass kicking. Kinda like how I fight...I was the one who was being the asshole this time...me." The lawbreaker was him, he was the one causing trouble. That body guard didn't do anything wrong, the polar bear was simply doing his job, taking care of noisy or disruptive patrons. Regret of giving into emotions was sinking in, the full moon out shining brightly over the dead quiet park.

With the pain in his head and body, he wouldn't be able to solve this dilemma right now, going back to walking around the city for a bit longer. It wasn't until 11 pm where he got to his senses and sobered up, wondering where could get a bite to eat. The first place denied him entry from his bloody bruised forehead, scared that he may be some thug, though at least they gave him a wet towel to clean up, which was all he asked for since he couldn't eat inside. Upon crossing a street, there was someone that stood out, one of the rare people walking around at this hour, mostly because of how dangerous it was.

A bus had made its last stop on the other side of the street, leaving a large pink dragoness at the stop. She had a large piece of brown baggage with her, indicating that she was probably travelling. She was huge, in both height and width, though he was in too much digust with himself to even try something like that, shrugging it off for the moment as he wandered along on his own, "....I fucked up. Damn Abyssion...proving himself right again..." His mind was a wreck now, a mixed blend of pain, hunger and shame, being sobered up at last. By 11:30, he found another place, having walked around in circles to find a place since his phone was dead. Luckily they let him in, the green gecko waitress letting him in, "Ah good to see another customer!--"

For a moment she hesitated, seeing that his face was a bit....in disarray. Swollen cheek, what seemed to be a bruise on his forehead under that purple hair. Was it a good idea to really let him dine at their place...well business has been slow tonight. Yea, even if he were to cause trouble, she had faith it would be resolved quickly. No matter what she had to keep a professional appearance while greeting, immediately continuing her sales pitch, "You hungry sir? We have a special on the Bodaous Bacon Burger Blast!" The perky thin hourglass body and short red hair was nice, though she looked like she was fresh out of high school, standing a good bit shorter than him at 5'6 with a young-looking face.

She had him at bacon, his eyes opening wide from his stomach punching itself in the stomach, "Hell yea! Gimmie two!" he shouted, being shown an empty booth near the entrance. Wow, she hit the jackpot, maybe he'll tip big too thought that cute gecko, reaching into the white apron to write down the order, "Oy! Reggie! His body is ready for double the Bacon special!" Her tone of voice completely changed when placing the order, walking behind the long counter and leaving the paper in the cook's window, "Really? Finally, someone with an appetite! Let's bacon it up baby!" Rue was basically drooling at the idea of getting some much-needed food in him, being left a complimentary cup of water while he waited.

His dry mouth welcomed it, drinking it down with good relief as he waited. About 5 minutes into his wait, someone else came in, glancing back since he was sitting opposite to the entrance to see pink. A wide load of thick pink, wrapped up in tight red sweats and an orange sweater, "...God damn. Look at those sweater puppies." thought Rue as she walked in, noticing she was lugging in some baggage too, "E-excuse me. I saw you have wide booths here..." That cute voice didn't help the situation too, sweet like strawberry syrup dribbling down cold ice cream. The gecko waitress was shocked to see such a large customer walk in, her 5'8 height dwarfed by this large fat looking dragoness probably more than double her height.

"Uhh..y-yes we do ma'm! We have two open booths right now. Here, follow me." It was a good business practice to have booths large enough for the extreme cases of species, as dragons, horses, and some sea going species tended to be much larger than your average species of 7-8 feet. Rue whistled quietly seeing her walk past, so much ass that it probably needed its own zip code. This was the kind of ass considered to be "labyrinth" class, the type of booty that your dick could lost in, "...Not bad. She's thicc. But...nah...not in the mood to plow a bitch tonight." As alluring as that pink puffy butt was, right now, all he wanted as food and perhaps a good night's sleep to think about what shit he did. Not to mention from how sore he was, that bacon was all he wanted to make the pain go away.

After about 10 minutes of waiting, the bacon had finally landed, hearing the chef's low bass voice shout in accomplishment, "ORDER UP! TWO FRESH BACON BUNKERS!" The smell of it alone was driving Rue wild, served two large plates of a burger that had a 6.5 inch diameter on a sesame seed bun, the burger itself having a half pound patty on it with still sizzling bacon poking out from every direction, "Here YOU GO! The bread also has bits of bacon baked into it! Enjoy Sir!" The heart could only take so much bacon in one sitting, seeing that not only did he get two massive burgers, they each came with a mound of curly fries which were still sizzling from the fryer, "Holy shit...that maple smoked bacon? Ketchup? Pepper?"

The multitude of scents coming from his meal was insane, the gecko waitress pleased with that reaction, "Order up! Sea Food Feesh Frenzy for the pink cutie in the big booth!" Seems the dragoness's food was already ready, the waitress giving a surprised gasp and heading over to pick up the next batch of food. Rue grabbed that burger and dug right in, scarfing it down with little regard for his table manners. Just getting something to eat was fantastic but this. It was like getting kicked in the stomach all the way to heaven, then to float back to earth gently. By the time he finished the first one and half of the second one, he decided to partake of those fries, not wanting them to get too cold by the time he got to them.

It was almost midnight, noticing the pitter patter of rain starting to hit the windows. That was something that would ruin his night, not having any sort of umbrella or water proof wear for this. The gecko lady was relaxing on the counter while on her phone, the only two customers seeming to be quite satisfied, "I'm going to have a quick smoke Suyla. Ping me if we get more customers, ya hear?" ordered the boss chef, getting a "Righto" from the gecko lady who was enjoying her downtime. Suddenly the bells of the entrance rang, getting the gecko girl up and ready to take more orders. In came in several big looking canines, water going down their faces. Rue glanced over with a mouth full of fries, noticing that they were brown bloodhounds, probably about 6 ft in height or so. The grins on their faces felt like bad news he thought, the colors of their black jackets and blue jeans were odd, something about them biting at the back of his mind.

"Eeey man. It's Baaaacooon!" Commented one of the three lacky canines, the lead dog was sniffing the air with that lovely aroma still hanging about, "I hear dat, I wanna get mah grub on after dis, you fell me 'ound?" added in one of the other dogs, nearly drooling at the scent of the best meat ever invented. The lead dog slapped the shoulders of his distracted "pups", "I don't give a fuck! I wanna to get sum pussy today." Bacon was great but that was no reason to forget why they came to this shit hole.

First thing he made note were the two people already inside, one of them some punk human and another one which he actually did give a damn about.

The gecko waitress wasn't a fan of how they were talking, customers or not, walking up to them to give them a piece of her mind, "Watch the language you guys. Now what do you...eeeek!" A blade was brandished in her face, being cut off and nearly cut by that dangerous weapon wielded by a smirking boss thug dawg, "Bitch, sit your scaley ass down and shut the fuck up! Fray! Take care of that sprib!" That was a direct order, noticing that human from the caribbitian, using that racial slur for that Spanish speaking part of the world. Rue glanced up as he was approached by one of those low grade mutts, pulling out a switch blade from his pocket, "Fuck you lookin at sprib? Go ahead! Say somethin!" Egging on Rue was not the best idea, chewing his food without saying a word. Right now was not the best time to go all out, noting that the other customer seemed to be the target, "Yeah, dat's right! Stay there and keep yo mouth shut! Dis is our joint, you feelin me?"

Being threatened like this was standard fair, continuing to chew his food casually. The dragoness in the back giving an frightened eep being pushed into a corner, "Sweety, turning down an offer from the Bloodbornz is rude. And rudeness...that shit ain't fly here, ya dig?" Despite being almost twice their size, she felt nonetheless threatened by these rude men, "B-but...I said I-I'm fine! I...I can get home myself. Plus momma said I shouldn't talk to scary strangers!" cried out the young frightened lady, being approached by those dogs earlier but turning down their "help" since they noticed was her first time in the city. Their scary faces made her uncomfortable and made her run off, knocking over two of them once she did so.

The bus ride was quite long, having come from the ocean to live out her dream of living on the surface world despite the protests of her family and nonsense about "tradition". "Land Lubbers are selfish, and only care about themselves! Our oceans are suffering from their greed! Don't come back if you become one of them!" were among the few things she was told before leaving, a sad family argument on her departure but she had to follow her heart. Being a hydra dragoness meant that she was able to live on both land and sea, always wondering why she had to be forced to live underwater. The world went beyond the rough waters, not to mention most of what they owned came from the surface anyway, so why should they not tread on land?

Only for a brief moment she felt the brief pinch of regret, looking down at this rather intimidating looking dog, reaching over the table and tossing the plate of fish and chips she had on it onto the floor. The plates shattering made both ladies gasp, Suyla hoping the boss comes back soon as she knew he could take care of these thugs no problem, "Fatty, yur pushing it. First dat rudeness...now callin me scary. Dat's insultin." huffed this "offended" canine, adjusting his bandana for a moment before sticking his knife into the table, getting another eeep from the dragoness with the decently long neck. Unlike most women he'd gone after, she was pretty much a fat load of scales, though he could ignore that with the rack and ass she's packing.

Her large size was already in indication that she wasn't from around her on top of the fish like frills going from the side of her head down both cheeks, along with one distinct frill right in the middle of her head going down the back of her head made him assume she was probably from the ocean. One of those exotic sea species he'd read about some time ago, meaning she was worth taking along with him, "Dem some fine ass titties there." complimented this sleazy bully gang leader, reaching up to cop a feel from the side of those massive loads, making the girl gasp and slap him on the cheek on impulse. The lackey with him dropped his jaw that someone would dare strike him, "Bitch please! You fat ass needs a real hound." he remarked while sucking his teeth, the boss not looking too angry. She had moxie, which was good. He liked a woman with some spice.

He merely reached over again, this this time holding her wrist. God damn, it was like squeezing a water balloon, cupping her right breasts despite her resisting "I'm....ah.....stop! I'm not that kind of girl!" Her breasts were very much sensitive, the boss dog impressed at how big she really was. Even two hands couldn't handle that much, being far bigger than his head in size, slowly moving up to where her nipple would be, "I'll make you one! Now take off your top, fattie!" shouted that hound, grabbing the knife from the table to give her proper motivation to do so. All of the dogs were almost drooling at the potential of seeing a nice massive set of dragon tits, letting their guards down and turning their attention away from their hostages.

That brief moment was what Rue was waiting for, making the ultimate sacrifice for the greater good. The plate with half of his curly fries was quickly tossed at the dumb founded idiot across from him, smashing him right in the side of his head and knocking him over, ""You motherfuck-AHhh!!" That knife lunged forward, sinking into the plush seat back as Rue dived down in his seat. Down fell the bloodhound, getting kicked in the side of the knee which caused him to fall and hit his head on the corner of the table, knocking him right out, "Pieces of shit! I already had a shitty day, and you clowns just made it shittier!" thought Rue, kicking away the stupid dog and turning his attention to the bullies who were messing with that scared pink dragoness.

"Oh shit! Fucking sprib! Back the fuck up! Or I'll cut this fat bitch!" Being held at knife point was scary for anyone, Rue cracking his knuckles with this pussy of a dog resorting to such a scumbag strategy, "Come out and play doggie!" taunted Rue, hoping to get attention away from that dragoness. Endangering a civy was out of the question however he knew that there was a high chance he'd fall for the bait. The bloodbornz were known for being ruthless assholes comprised entirely of dogs, beating people up for just looking at them wrong. Small time gang, not really worth dealing with in his eyes under normal circumstances. But right now, they were being piles of shit laying in the way on the sidewalk of life he's walking on, "Grrr...ya furless chimp! I said b-back up! We Bloodhounds you hear me! BAD TO THE BONE!"

Personally, Rue felt that saying was so lame, thinking on his options for the moment, "LOOK OUT SIR!" shouted Suyla, warning Rue of an impending surprise attack. Seems the plate wasn't hard enough, turning to see that bloodhound give him a sucker punch right to the face. Rue had little room to dodge to being with, taking that punch like a champ and barely flinching. That was not the reaction any of them expected, especially for a surprise underhanded punch like that, "Gah....What the fuck!?" grunted the dog, soon seeing nothing but black upon being giving an uppercut right to his chin. Teeth flew out of his mouth, along with a splatter of blood as he was launched almost two feet into the air, crashing against the door and cracking the glass.

That was one hell of a punch, leaving everyone dumbfounded from how much of a wallop this human packed. The only one not impressed was Rue himself, thinking back to how hard that penguin bitch hit him. The lead dog chuckled suddenly, just now getting a good look at his face and noticing now that this human's cheek was partly swollen and there was a bruise on his forehead, "Go home doggo. Yer ass got cashed!" That beat down was still fresh on him, having ignored the pain with that meal and thankful for the service. Quickly he glanced around at his options, the lead dog giving the signal to his fellow associate still with him, the clicking of a handgun getting Rue's attention once more.

"Todd...off 'im good my boy." That was a direct order, having put in a fresh clip and turning the safety off. Whatever Rue was going to do, he had to do it fast, that young dragoness practically breaking out in tears while covering her eyes, "You dog brained bastards never learn." In comes a new challenger, a much louder gun clicking getting everyone's attention along with a rather unwelcoming low tone, followed by a happy high pitched one, "Daddy! You're back! Thank goodness!" Suyla was ever so happy to see that his smoke break finally ended, Rue surprised to see the chef who made his burger was this large gruff green kemodo dragon. Wearing overalls with an apron tied around his waist, not being the first time these canine cunts thought they could trash his place, flicking his tongue in annoyance.

That double barrel in his hand showed he wasn't playing, aiming it at both of the dogs who quickly put their arms up. Rue internally breathed a sigh of relief, given he wasn't at his best, he probably couldn't do anything he would've probably thought up on the spot, "Drop that shit and get the hell out. Damn mammals..." grumbled the angry kemodo, cocking the shotgun once more to show he wasn't kidding. The dogs sucked their teeth and growled, giving a defiant bark before putting his knife away, "...Careful handbags. Or you'll get boned fucking with us. Todd, we out." Retreat was the only option, planning on getting some revenge on that lizard in the near future, making his way out before stopping beside that human for a moment, "Ya won't be hidin chimpy. We know yer smell." Plus there was the matter of settling things with this "chimp" as the two glared at each other.

Right up in his face, just what Rue wanted. Before the dog could react, Rue gut punched that damn dog without holding back, knocking him back against the counter, "Sit boy." ordered Rue with a devilish smirk on his face, that bloodhound wheezing and coughing while holding his stomach, before hunching over on his knees. Sulya covering her earholes hearing the cracking of bones while "daddy" rubbed his chin in amusement, "Good boy." Adding insult to injury was Rue's favorite thing to do, that bandana the bloodhound treasured coming off and falling onto the floor, only to have it stepped on by Rue. Without saying a word, he quickly got up, stumbling to get to the door with that lackey in toe, knowing it was best to keep his jaw shut and run off. That kemodo was quite impressed at how a little guy like him handled himself out there, seeing that he had the eyes of a fighter.

"Maybe I should hire you kid. You seem to handle ribs pretty well. Ahhaha." Sulya ran around to hug that big lug, that muscular looking kemodo probably a bit over 9'5" if Rue had to guess, crying somewhat since she was very much scared, "Sorry darlin. Didn't think we'd get trouble when I'm out taking a pack...you okay?" That large hand nearly covered her head, petting her gently. Rue hmmphed and walked up to the dragoness who was still recovering from the whole ordeal, looking down at the guy who risked his life for her, "Yo, pinky. They won't be bothering you again...uhh...my bad for not getting them soon enough. Should've taken care of those assholes the moment they came in." Rue rubbed the back of his head as he felt a bit disappointed in himself for not taking action sooner, thinking back to that old saying, "Evil Triumphs when Good Men Do Nothing."

For that moment he didn't feel like a good guy, with this however, he knew he can't sit around doing nothing. Suddenly he was snatched up and hugged close against her bosom, his forehead being nuzzled affectionately by a very thankful lady, "You were soooooo cool out there! Like something out of a movie! Thank you thank you thank you!" Grateful wasn't enough to describe how relieved she was, only seeing something like that on TV. For a moment, it didn't feel so bad, tits being pressed into his face, definitely the kind of reward he could get into. Almost immediately he reminded himself of his failure, giving a gentle pat on her shoulder, "Errm...yea, no problem. Just doing my thing. You should get home before more jackasses like them come your way."

That was a suggestion he hoped she'd follow, being set down as she wiped her tears, "Sniff....I...I actually don't know...where my place is. It's my first time in this big place on land. Those mean dogs wanted to help but I knew they were bad!" Now it made sense why they came right for her, those Bloodbornz always looking for easy targets to pick off. The sound of someone clearing their throat got Rue's attention, the kemodo dragon had walked around the counter to join the two, Suyla sweeping up the mess caused by those guys after the two unconscious dogs who were left behind woke up and rushed out, "Sulya says you protected her. You have my thanks stranger!" That thankful dragon patted Rue on the shoulder, several hard times, enough to make him double over on the ground.

Burly kemodo probably seen some shit in his day, Rue standing back up while cracking his back, "As a sign of my appreciation, those burgers are on the house. You're always welcome here buddy...uhh...what's your name anyway?" In all the ruckus, he realized that he never got his name, noticing that his gecko lover was a bit smitten by him. Nothing wrong with admiring a strong man of course, Rue trying not to let the attention break his focus, "I just can't stand bullshit like that. Peeps just call me Rue though. With an E at the end...but yea those burgers were freaking great." That compliment brought a smirk to the kemodo's face, flicking his tongue for a moment as he pointed to the kitchen, "I could make ya one more Ruse, if you'd like. Shouldn't take too long I promise ya!"

Rue noticed that bit of a lisp while he said his name, knowing its common with more reptilian folk for some reasons. Another burger sounded nice, but he had just enough of his fill of people for one day. His stomach was full so now he wanted to just get home and think on the evening, "Nice...but I'm good. I had a long day. Gonna head home to get some sleep...." Swollen cheeks and bruised body/ego were a fine reason for him to call it a night, mr big kemodo nodding, when that big dragoness finally got herself composed, "Oh! Do you two know how to get to Columbidae Street? I thought I was close...but this is Columbo Street...." she asked, holding up a small yellow piece of paper which the kemodo took a gander at, "....That's a dangerous neighborhood missy. Why would a puff like you wanna go there?" asked the concerned chef with a raised eyebrow, Rue folding his hands in thought.

That place was full of scum and low lives, mostly small time punks who loved to cause trouble so it wasn't a horrible place. For someone who stands out like a big ass pink sore thumb like her, she'd be an instant target for those assholes just like tonight, "I recently got a place there. An..apartment I think it's called? The map I got was a bit confusing." she explained, seeing that kind kemodo sigh slightly, "That's not the kind of place you want to be but...can't let you go there alone in good faith." Seems he wasn't the only one thinking that, Rue shaking his head before walking up to the both of them, "I know where that crap--I mean street is. I'll take ya there pinky, no problem!" promised Rue while flexing an arm, showing that he'll get here there safe.

As she got her things, the kemodo pulled Rue away for a moment to whisper in his ear, "Get her there in one piece. Sweet puffs like her are a rarity. And no funny business okay?" Even the good he did, his methods were noticed as being street like and rough, glancing at the big lug who had good reason to be weary of someone like him, "Come on, who do you take me for? I'm not like those bloodbornz. I'll get her there." whispered Rue in return, used to getting the suspicious look in general. Wasn't his fault he had an intimidating face and a kick ass punch, that pink dragoness grabbing her luggage with her, "All righty! I'm set to go."

With that, the two set off, waving goodbye to the diner chef and being on their way, still drizzling somewhat but thankfully didn't escalate to full on rain. The two spoke while walking on the sidewalk, lit up by street lights, cross the empty streets to get to their destination, "Hydra? Haven't seen one of your kind around here. Then again you're over 3 hours from the ocean....you sure you want to live here Lareien? Fontana is a big place with lots of scum like that." Rue wasn't sure a sexy piece of soft work like her would survive in the city, being home to almost 1.3 million people. It was one of the most densely populated cities in the country with great influence, being home to the Species Legion, which was formed shortly after the old war where other countries have united for the common good of all species in the world.

She stopped for a moment after being asked that, thinking back to her family who asked her the same thing. Rue had his hands in his sweater pockets, turning to face her, seeing a bit of a pout on her face, "Of course I do! The family wants to stay at the bottom of the sea forever because it's "safe". But I don't! The world is big! There's so much to see and people to see. Even if there are mean people, there are a lot of Nice people! Like you!" exclaimed the dragoness, Rue impressed by her dedication. Exploring the world, despite knowing the risks. The human chuckled and continued walking, unfortunately disagreeing with that last statement, "Haha...I'm not a nice guy...trust me Laurian...wait that doesn't sound right? Could you say your name again so I don't screw it up."

"You're a very nice guy Ruey. And no problem, momma wanted to name me after grammy. Its Lareien!"

• back to the present

"...and after I got her home, she asked if i wanted to stay over since it was almost 12:30. I did. Though that first night...hmmm...she got awfully close to me after suggesting I shower and share her large bed with me. Seems her rich uncle furnished the place ahead of time so all she had to bring were clothes or anything else she wanted to bring with her. Honestly after finding out she was barely 18, it was hard to jump right in the next day---" Lareien gave an embarrassed eep that Rue mentioned that part, remembering how nice his skin felt against her that first night. She never held another creature in such a way, not to mention someone who didn't find her thick body to be attractive, which Rue did with his compliments on her hips and breasts the next day, "T-thats where it ends! Rue insisted he wasn't a nice person...deep down I know he is. Even if he is a bit rough around the edges." added in the blushing dragoness, having just finished adding black to Dinah's claws to see if she liked them.

That was so sweet thought Dinah, two very opposite people and species seem to interconnect perfectly, looking at those glistening claw polish on her, "That looks so nice...Guess it was lucky that Rue happened to be here. You two make a lovely couple you know." Smiled the Lezagrad, Rue giving a thumbs up as he was very much into his girlfriend, "Thank you Dinah. Lareien is a one of a kind woman to be patient with a rough and tough guy like me so I guess I am lucky! Hahahah." Rue was quite proud to have caught a great girl who could smother his cock and suffocate him in her cleavage. All great bonuses to her general positive demeanor, happy to admit that fate gave him a good hand for once.

"Say Dinah, now that we're talking about memories. How did you meet Issiac and how did you handle his big long---OW" Lareien tossed a pillow at the blunt human, making Dinah blush wildly upon being asked such a question, the trio laughing the evening away with more stories about each other.

• 4 days after meeting Lareien, 3 years ago

One thing that Rue didn't mention was the aftermath of his drunken Stupor. It had nothing to do with meeting Lareien so there was no point to add it in but it was a big turning point in his early career. The dragoness was quite impressed and still thankful for that human saving her, though there was more to it than that. Seems she had a xenophiliac fetish, having wanting to be with another species like human or the sort for quite some time. Flesh and fur were so different from her scales, getting a proper feel for them once Rue took that shower and showed his bruises. He was also rather depressed it seemed, noticing it after they woke up and him asking why she thought he was a good guy. She being young meant that she was a bit naive in thinking on how to make him happy, noticing that he did not like at her with disgust but with eyes that felt like they were undressing her.

Rue had given the dragoness his number incase something happened the next next morning, for now having been keeping to himself after spending two days at her place and deflowering her. Though he did promise to stay in touch, he still had some unfinished business to do, walking out at 8 pm with light snow falling down on the soon be blizzard. Normally weather like this would make him not want to go out however his conscience was bugging him ever since he sobered up. He went up the alley to the entrance of that Bar again, although seeing the closed sign was turned, he peeked through the tinted window to see a certain bird inside, which was exactly what he wanted.

He stopped by his house to get changed, wearing a black hoodie and khakis for the day, keeping his hands in his pockets since it was much chillier compared to the other day. The day was spent gathering information, asking a certain nerd for help on finding out about a certain penguin. After doing some digging, her learned that her name was Vera, though nothing else besides that. Nice name thought Rue, having some modicum of hope that she wouldn't want to break his face in. After a minute of waiting and knocking, the door finally opened, being greeted by a still not pleased looking penguin. She was wearing another dress, though today was a dark green color as she felt today didn't need something on the blacker side of the color spectrum.

She had a half empty wine glass in her left hand, taking a sip before finally talking, "Oh I see. You think you can just waltz back in here wit your cute face an think I'm gonna let shit go?" remarked that penguin as she folded her arms under her chest, Rue trying not to stare at how lovely of a set she really had, unable to actually pay attention to how thick and vulopous she actually was last time thanks to the drink. That cleavage wanted him, clearing his throat in order to get to the matter at hand, "Errm...no! Uhh...I mean...that was kind of the idea." He figured she'd still be pissed off at him, not really a big surprise considering he fucked shit up and even landed a punch on her.

That wine glass went from half empty to full on empty with one good swig, putting down that cup on the chair used by the bodyguard who would stay by the door and stepped forward. Rue was unsure what she would do now, widening his eyes in surprise as she moved her left hand right against his groin. The palm pressed right up against him, before her fingers wrapped around what she could gather was his decently sized junk, "Mmmm....hmmm. Well you gon have to earn it sugah. Now git yo Spanish ass in here!" That hand got him hard pretty fast, tugging on those jeans and even stepping forward for his face to touch her tits before pulling back. Takes a big man to admit he was wrong and she saw that he had no ill intent on him. She gesturing a finger for him to come inside, planning making good use of this boring night. Hell, this wasn't how he expected to patch things up, but why not.

Though that is a story for another time.