*I do not own Repo! Blah blah blah. I only own the original characters I create.
"Ah! Gentern…Capricia." The sweet pitch, smooth and high hit my ears. I turned from my work, and put the clipboard at my side.
"Pavi." I smiled slyly and faced him.
"New face?" I reached up and touched the smoothness of the woman's skin attached to his own. "It's marvelous."
I leaned to kiss his cheek, a common way sign of affection I've grown accustomed to with the Largos.
"I would-a be wearing yours if I didn't like-a it on-a you!" I knew that was a compliment, and just smiled, turning back to my work, there was a small and almost inconsiderable amount of silence then.
"Why haven't you-a given yourself to me-a yet?" He crossed his arms and stood with his weight on one foot.
I merely shook my head. There it was again. The only Gentern to not give in to any of the Largo's sexual demands. Pavi was suave, intimidating, actually, thinking of it, he's pretty terrifying, but I felt some type of closure from being able to say no.
"You-a know you're-a my favorite-a Gentern." He smirked, hoping that would sway me some. "I know." I sighed. "But you also have more to choose from."
"You-a think I haven't-a had the others?" He scoffed. He had indeed never been lonely when it came to women. Never had to spend a night, huddled to himself in his large scarlet bed…like I have. I began to walk away before he reached out and got a firm grab onto my ass. "Paviche, I have work….Later…" I loosened my muscles and walked briskly away, making sure that I, indeed didn't give in just to stop it all.
Luigi rolled his eyes over the latest tabloid, exploiting his temperamental issues, alongside his sister's addiction and his younger brother's bizarre obsession and the habit that ensued. He took to it with his teeth, ripping it to shreds in between his molars.
"Fuckers!" He screamed, not even really knowing why he was angry. He liked the attention, even if it was in a negative light, his temper was so unstable that it just set off at any given time. "Mr. Largo. You have a visitor." The Gentern, who had entered spoke slowly in a seductive tone.
Luigi looked from the shredded magazine and nearly choked on the glossy paper still in his mouth, and stood quickly. "Mr. Largo now? Is it?" The other woman who entered behind the Gentern looked about 16 years old, but carried herself in a mature away, that gave boosted her look to about 20.
"Constance!" Paper flew from his mouth as he spoke, obviously surprised and then sputtered the rest of the slewn papers from his mouth. "W-Wh-What brings you back to Sanitarium Isle?" He stuttered over his words, coming off as a bumbling fool at first, innocent almost, but only for a moment.
"I came to see you. Why else? You think I came back for your sniveling, idiotic, siblings?" Constance scoffed and moved closer to the desk. "I'm getting married, Luigi." She sighed softly, placing her hands onto the desk.
Luigi felt a pang in his stomach, he felt like he was going to throw up. "So what? You think I care about what a dumb broad like you is doing?" He spat out, his eyes glowing darker.
"I just thought that...after what happened you'd feel some kind of remorse. But I forgot, you're a selfish Largo." Constance looked down at her hands on the chestnut desk, and the glittering ring on her finger.
**Just kind of an opening thing.
It may seem Mary Sueish but, it gets a lot more into character development in later chapters. Patience young ones.