call me out post

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【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】
a roleplay meme to inspire muses.



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♛ refer to the list above for active muses. ♛ post "calling" one of them out — you can do so by putting their name in the subject line! ♛ can be informal/formal/comment spam/crosscanon/explicit/whatever tickles your fancy! ♛ feel free to make up a scenario at the start, or wait to see where things go. meme code.

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[presa]

Depends, are we on good terms or bad terms now? I can't keep track.

[ As he sits across from her, Presa leans forward a bit. A nice view, but the glare might not be worth it. ]

Guys who talk to girls in inns have intentions.

[withoutmorals]

I think that's up to you, really.

[Since he's pretty fine! Especially with the view. Though the glare is indeed off putting, yeah.]

Guys who talk to girl they don't know have intentions. I know better.

[presa]

It's never been up to me, don't try and pull that card. [ Al stop dat. ] At least you have some sense, but not enough to come over with a drink. I'd be more inclined to put on my friendly face just for you.

[withoutmorals]

What can I say? I take my chances.

[Though that is a good idea, huh.]

Want me to go grab you one then? I wouldn't be opposed to seeing a friendly face.

[presa]

Chances aren't always in your favor.

[ Their back and forth was quick and hard to tame. ]

You're not very good at thiiiis.

[ Her tone grew teasing, trying to keep herself in a decent mood compared to the sour attitude she waled in with. ]

[withoutmorals]

I'd like to say my changes are about... 70-30?

[If he's lucky. Though fine fine. He'll stand up to go get those drinks. Hold your horses, Presa.]

Don't go wandering off now.

[presa]

Where else would I go? Have you seen how bad it is out there? [ Scoff. ] I may dislike our current situation, but I'll take it over freezing to death.

[ Dat wet catsuit. ]

[withoutmorals]

[Best wet catsuit. But he'll wave behind him as he walks over to the bar to get them a few drinks. Nothing too much! But still a decent amount to warm her up.]

Here. Got two of the best the house could offer.

[So he'll go ahead and sit down and start sipping at his drink. Back to her question.]

I don't know where you would go, but I'm sure you'd manage to sneak out of here somehow.

[presa]

Thank you.

[ Actually she seems honest with that one. She's quick to take a swig of hers. ]

I'd find someplace to go. Rats are good for that sort of thing, right? There's a lot of alleyways here.

[withoutmorals]

Hey now. A pretty girl like you is the furthest thing from a rat.

[Sheesh Presa!]

Plus I'd go looking for you before you ended up in some alleyway somewhere.

[presa]

Would you really? That's cute.

[ It's pretty amusing how confused Alvin could be towards his relationship with her. ]

[withoutmorals]

I don't get how it's cute. You look out for me, I look out for you. It's pretty simple.

[He's good at that. What are relationships.]

[presa]

Then again, there's times you look out for yourself. Do you really blame a girl for being on the defensive?

[ Sorry, pal. She stirs the froth of her drink a bit. ]

[withoutmorals]

I guess not, with that logic.

[He'll go ahead and take more than a sip this time.]

Sometimes, you've gotta prioritize self preservation. I can't be looking out for other people all the time.

[presa]

Spoken like a true mercenary.

[ It's hard to keep her bitterness in control, but she smiles against the rim of her glass before taking a swig. ]

You should be the cover boy.

[withoutmorals]

I wouldn't be alive in this profession if I thought otherwise.

[At least she's smiling, so it's a win!]

Think so? I'm probably good looking enough to show up on posters. "We want you to start being a mercenary!" ... Something like that?

[presa]

[ The thing that made it so hard to deal with Alvin? His charm. She laughed a bit at his comment about the poster. She could practically see it. ]

Only if you're wearing a questionable attire.

[ It was too easy to get lost in Alvin. ]

[withoutmorals]

Oh? Is that just something you want, Presa? I don't think I'd mind wearing something like that for you.

[Considering she's always wearing something questionable. He doesn't really mind though.]

[presa]

It'd be interesting to see, to say the least. Wearing nothing but suspenders and your under-garments... [ Okay, the drink is definitely loosening her up and so is the warmth of the building. ] I'm sure many girls have wished to see that.

[withoutmorals]

You included?

[Ohoho. He can tell. He can't help but laugh a little bit, and sip at his drink more.]

I didn't know you had it all planned out like that.

[presa]

I like to read, so painting visuals comes naturally.

Can't blame me, can you?

[ She shrugs. Presa is more than comfortable with her sexuality and transgressions. She kinda has to in her line of work. ]

[withoutmorals]

Guess I can't.

[True enough! Even so...]

Though, could you really blame me if panting visuals of you also came to me pretty easily?

[presa]

[ She stiffens her seating, leaning back away from the table a bit. She's getting comfortable, okay. ]

You've seen a lot of me. [ She admits. ] Don't you think that's a bit easy?

[withoutmorals]

With a girl like you? Nothing really seems easy.

[Ohoho.]

I guess it just depends on what I'm thinking of, doesn't it?

[presa]

I'm scared to even dive into that head of yours. You might just scare me.

[ Her finger traces the rim of her glass, eyeing him behind her lowered glasses. ]

Y'know, I somehow doubt you appeared in the Inn the same time I came her for refuge. How long have you been trailing me, Al? You could have just said hi, for old times sake.