of a bitch probably only responds to my rage,” Zane shook his head. “Those clever bastards!”
Serena frowned, “Who?”
Zane shook his head, “Don’t worry about it. So how’s the whole ‘Clan Leader’ role working out?”
Serena shook her head, “Like a jagged dump. The Council approved a new clan in town.” She growled, “Bastards are coming in on my fucking turf.”
“You tried pissing on a park tree yet? Y’know, if you’re gonna play the whole ‘mark your territory’ game,” Zane laughed.
“You’re going to be a dick even like this ?” Serena glared, “Don’t think that just because I can’t touch you I won’t kick your ass!”
“Ha! There’s the Serena I came to know and love! Good to see you are still in there,” Zane smirked.
“There’s nicer ways to console me. Just because a splinter in the balls is hilarious doesn’t mean the laughter is the best medicine to fix it.”
“Yeah, but you obviously don't love me for my manners. Just like I don’t love you for your finishing school grades,” he laughed, sticking his tongue at her. “So what do you plan to do with this clan?”
“I’m going to pay the assholes a little visit tomorrow. Show them not to fuck with me and all,” she shrugged. “And I figured while I was visiting, I’d sneak around and see if I couldn’t gather some intel on exactly why they’ve come to town.”
“Oh? Why do you think they’re up to something?” He looked over.
“Because the Vail Clan’s been an established force in this area for decades ! Then, only a few short months after I yank the title of ‘leader’ from my dick-hole, power-hungry brother, The Council green-lights a totally new clan to build just downtown?” She shook her head, “This is in response to something , and there’s no way it has nothing to do with me or what we’ve been doing.”
“What you’ve been doing?”
Serena nodded, “Some small-time rogue rolled in to town last week and everyone seems to think that’s what’s motivating this response. A whole new clan for one rogue; that sound suspicious to you?”
“Yea, it really, really does actually,” Zane frowned.
“What do you mean ‘actually’?” Serena glared.
Zane shrugged, the pale glow over his ghostly form shifting and fading slightly, “Only that you’re rarely that logical. At least on the surface, anyway.” He shook his head, “Normally The Council wouldn’t waste resources for something like this; they’d just send one of their own if they felt the local clan was short-handed.”
“That’s exactly how I feel,” Serena nodded, “but the others think it’s normal and I should go say my introductions.”
“You? Introductions?” Zane made a shuddering motion before turning back to her. “I’d like to see that!”
Serena blushed, “I… I wish you could see it, too”
“It’s going to get better, Serena. You’ll see,” he smiled warmly and reached out to make a familiar motion. As his ghostly hand reached her chin, she raised her face to allow them both to believe he’d raised her face on his own. “Chin up, babes.”
“Easy for you to say, phantom-Zane,” Serena giggled.
“Oh you know I’m just as hot as the real thing,” he stuck out his tongue and his body’s glow began to fade again.
Serena bit her lip, “Unless I’ve finally gone crazy and you’re just a figment of my imagination. Then you’d look however I’d want you to look.”
“Nah, then I’d be here as Gerard Butler or Channing Tatum or one of those dry Hollywood queefs.”
“See?” Serena cast an accusatory finger in his direction, “ That’s how I’d talk—though I’d never say an unkind word about my Tatum-tot...—anyway, that just proves that you are just a figment of my imagination!”
“Tatum…tot?” Zane shook his head, “Look, maybe we’re just a pair of vulgar fucks who are too perfect for one another for the other to believe it could real,” he scoffed. “God
Serena frowned, “Who?”
Zane shook his head, “Don’t worry about it. So how’s the whole ‘Clan Leader’ role working out?”
Serena shook her head, “Like a jagged dump. The Council approved a new clan in town.” She growled, “Bastards are coming in on my fucking turf.”
“You tried pissing on a park tree yet? Y’know, if you’re gonna play the whole ‘mark your territory’ game,” Zane laughed.
“You’re going to be a dick even like this ?” Serena glared, “Don’t think that just because I can’t touch you I won’t kick your ass!”
“Ha! There’s the Serena I came to know and love! Good to see you are still in there,” Zane smirked.
“There’s nicer ways to console me. Just because a splinter in the balls is hilarious doesn’t mean the laughter is the best medicine to fix it.”
“Yeah, but you obviously don't love me for my manners. Just like I don’t love you for your finishing school grades,” he laughed, sticking his tongue at her. “So what do you plan to do with this clan?”
“I’m going to pay the assholes a little visit tomorrow. Show them not to fuck with me and all,” she shrugged. “And I figured while I was visiting, I’d sneak around and see if I couldn’t gather some intel on exactly why they’ve come to town.”
“Oh? Why do you think they’re up to something?” He looked over.
“Because the Vail Clan’s been an established force in this area for decades ! Then, only a few short months after I yank the title of ‘leader’ from my dick-hole, power-hungry brother, The Council green-lights a totally new clan to build just downtown?” She shook her head, “This is in response to something , and there’s no way it has nothing to do with me or what we’ve been doing.”
“What you’ve been doing?”
Serena nodded, “Some small-time rogue rolled in to town last week and everyone seems to think that’s what’s motivating this response. A whole new clan for one rogue; that sound suspicious to you?”
“Yea, it really, really does actually,” Zane frowned.
“What do you mean ‘actually’?” Serena glared.
Zane shrugged, the pale glow over his ghostly form shifting and fading slightly, “Only that you’re rarely that logical. At least on the surface, anyway.” He shook his head, “Normally The Council wouldn’t waste resources for something like this; they’d just send one of their own if they felt the local clan was short-handed.”
“That’s exactly how I feel,” Serena nodded, “but the others think it’s normal and I should go say my introductions.”
“You? Introductions?” Zane made a shuddering motion before turning back to her. “I’d like to see that!”
Serena blushed, “I… I wish you could see it, too”
“It’s going to get better, Serena. You’ll see,” he smiled warmly and reached out to make a familiar motion. As his ghostly hand reached her chin, she raised her face to allow them both to believe he’d raised her face on his own. “Chin up, babes.”
“Easy for you to say, phantom-Zane,” Serena giggled.
“Oh you know I’m just as hot as the real thing,” he stuck out his tongue and his body’s glow began to fade again.
Serena bit her lip, “Unless I’ve finally gone crazy and you’re just a figment of my imagination. Then you’d look however I’d want you to look.”
“Nah, then I’d be here as Gerard Butler or Channing Tatum or one of those dry Hollywood queefs.”
“See?” Serena cast an accusatory finger in his direction, “ That’s how I’d talk—though I’d never say an unkind word about my Tatum-tot...—anyway, that just proves that you are just a figment of my imagination!”
“Tatum…tot?” Zane shook his head, “Look, maybe we’re just a pair of vulgar fucks who are too perfect for one another for the other to believe it could real,” he scoffed. “God
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