Dorm #5:

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Poppy shrugged. "I could at least try." She knew about BB and her...idiosyncrasies, but they weren't enemies, so it was at least worth a shot.

[Leena, Love yourself]

"Okay, whatever you say," He chuckled softly and buried his face into her hair. "If you get hurt, or she does something I am not liable." He murmured against her head as they continued on their way.

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Pop flashed a grin. "I'm capable of defending myself, ya derp. I have before." She leaned over, and kissed him softly on the cheek.

[Leena, Love yourself]

"Before?" He echoed, his body stiffened slightly. Darius didn't like the idea of her being in danger. "What do you mean before?" He leaned back and pushed her hair behind her ear. "What happened that I don't know about?" He made a mental note to get one of his guys on Poppy's past.

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Poppy froze, her heart pounding. "Nothing. Nothing happened." She set her jaw, and closed her eyes, sighing. "It was nothing." Poppy was already at an awkward part of her relationship with him. She didn't want to scare him away. It was her fault, that's why her old boyfriend was so mean to her. Poppy had brought it upon herself...hadn't she? He didn't do anything...it wasn't his fault. Ryan said he wouldn't do it again, that he loved me, that it was an accident. Wasn't it?

[Leena, Love yourself]

"What happened Poppy? Tell me," Darius felt his anger rising, his hands started to clench into fists as he waited for her answer. He could see that she was fighting with herself about something, if someone had hurt her he would take care of it. His way. He softened his face and unclenched his fists, "Please tell me." He said in a soft, sympathetic tone. He didn't think she would react well to his more aggressive nature.

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Poppy almost flinched at his tone. She dug her fingernails into the seat, knowing that what Ryan did wasn't his fault. How could it have been? He was drunk. He was only showing off for his friends...it was nothing. "My...my ex--" her voice broke off. "I can't." I can't, because Ryan doesn't deserve to get hurt. I do. It was my fault.

[Leena, Love yourself]

"What do you mean you can't?" He looked at her like she had gone and lost her freaking mind. "Tell me Poppy, if you don't tell me I will find out, I have ways. People. DOn't think I won't use them to figure out how and who hurt you." He pulled her as close to him as possible. "I need to know," He said and trailed a finger lightly down her cheek.

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Poppy closed her eyes, and shook her head no, like a stubborn four-year old. She sighed and ran a hand through her hair. "The scars? The scars on my back, my stomach, and shoulder? They aren't from when I got mugged. When I got mugged, that was easy to get out of. They...they were pretty weak." Pop had started to change the subject, but righted herself. "They're from my ex, Ryan. He...he was in the Agency. Younger than most ops, but still older than me."

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(( Hablagvblagshdhs))

[Leena, Love yourself]

Darius listened to her explanation with confusion written all over his face. She was all over the place with what she was saying. "Agency? The mugging was a lie?" He was lost. "I don't understand, explain better."

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Poppy froze. I mentioned the Agency. Shit. Shit. "Shit!" she hissed. "Mugging--not a lie. Agency--just an...insurance and....security company, s'all."

[Leena, Love yourself]

"Oh okay... I'm..." He bit his tongue, she was lying. But he wasn't going to push her, because he could see he was just making her retreat further and further into some protective shell that she had built for herself. "Lets just drop it and enjoy the day together."

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Poppy took a few deep breaths. "Okay. Fine." She nodded, biting her lip. "So, what's new with you? Fill me in on BB."

[Leena, Love yourself]

"BB is my twin sister, I've been keeping tabs on her for a while. Finally I've decided to get in contact with her and she thinks I'm lying. So I don't know what to do next," He shrugged, a sigh escaped his lips before he could stop it. Darius was a bit upset about everything with BB, because he had found out that her boyfriend, or friend, whatever he was, Cole had shown BB the proof that they were siblings and she had pretty much blew it off.

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"Huh." Poppy said, nodding. "Well...do you have any other proof? Something that only you and she would know?" She offered, thinking. Her eyebrows furrowed, and she ran a hand through her hair.

[Leena, Love yourself]

"No not really, we were separated when we were babies, so there's not much that we have. I just don't think she cares to be honest. Oh well..." He looked out the window moodily. "Lets not linger on her either. Lets just have fun and forget the real world for a bit," He changed his expression to one that looked light and carefree. He smiled at her and pulled her into his lap.

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Poppy looked at him with sympathy, then a devilish grin came on her face. "Fine by me," she said, suppressing another grin.

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((Mah nah mah nah boo boo doo boo doo))

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(( Blaaaahhhh ))

[Leena, Love yourself]

Darius pressed his lips against hers and kept her tightly against him, sometimes he was glad at how easy it was to get lost in the passion be felt with Poppy. He let out a grunt when the car stopped and the driver opened the door to let them out. "All over too soon," he muttered and helped her out o the car.

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"I'll say," Poppy grumbled back, hopping out of the car. She looked at the grocery store, and shook her head. "Russian gives me a headache sometimes, my god." All the signs and such were in Russian, and even though she could speak, read, and write it fluently, she still did it with hesitance.

[Leena, Love yourself]

"Yeah it can be annoying," Darius slung his arm over her shoulders and walked towards the automatic doors that would lead them to food. He was prepared to buy a lot, his roommate did not keep sufficient enough food in their dorm, he didn't want to eat at the cafeteria if he didn't have to. Since he could buy his own food, that meant Darius didn't have to. "So I was thinking we could get some steaks, pork loin, roasts, what do you think? Whats your favorite meal babe?" He asked once they stepped foot into the large store, his eyes searched for a cart.

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Poppy looked up at him and shrugged. Her eyes flicked over the various food aisles, and thought for a moment. "I don't really have a favorite food...but I do like sushi. And...pasta." She said, laughing slightly. Pop saw a cart and grabbed it, wheeling it over to Darius.

[Leena, Love yourself]

"I can make pasta, Sushi we're going to have to order in I'm afraid," He chuckled and watched her backside as she went to get them a cart, yeahhhhh he could get used to this. Darius fell in step with her, "Lets check out the fresh produce, then we'll move onto other stuff, sound good?" he asked, truly wanting her opinion. His eyes skimmed the brightly colored vegetables and fruits, Darius believed whole heartedly in making your food yourself, all that processed crap couldn't be good for a person.

[Leena, Love yourself]

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( Shit! How do I keep missing this! )

Poppy smiled, nodding. "Okay. And I make some pretty good pasta myself... I lived in France for a bit, and picked up a few things while I was there." She loved cooking, or at least watching her mom cook. "Vous êtes tellement magnifique." Pop said coyly, looking away and picking up a bundle of cilantro and some bright tomatoes.

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:)

[Leena, Love yourself]

"Oh those look good," Darius commented to Poppy when he saw the bright red tomatoes. He went over to some fresh produce and grabbed yellow squash, zucchini, and some broccoli. "Alright let's go get some freshet cut," he led her and the cart over to the meat department he started naming things he wanted cut and how, then he leaned against the counter and looked at Poppy. "It's nice to have someone else go with me, I usually do this kind of stuff by myself.

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"They do," Poppy said, setting them delicately in the cart. She followed him to the meat counter, and rested her weight on the cart. "Really? You, at a grocery store? I can't see you here." Pop laughed, and ran a hand through her hair. "You seem like the rest of the gorgeous boys at Capitol that would have it catered, or have someone else do it for them."

[Leena, Love yourself]

Darius clapped his hand to his heart and looked thoroughly wounded. "Dear me ! How did you know? I can't do anything without my entourage ! I mean I can't even pick out my clothes.." He pulled her into his arms and winked, " Honey haven't you figured out that I'm not like the other boys yet?" He raised both brows and stared intently into her eyes.

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Poppy laughed. "Hm. Entorage?" She smiled when he tugged her into his arms, and she kissed him softly. "Darius, vous êtes vraiment spectaculaire," Pop murmured, earning curious glances from the Russians.

[Leena, Love yourself]

"I'm not sure what you just said but it sounded sexy and inviting," Darius whispered in her ear before kissing her neck a moment, then he noticed their audience. "People are watching darling," He said with a chuckle, right before he gave her a scorching kiss with their limbs tangled in one another.

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(YOU DELETED IT NOOOOO

ONE OF MY FINEST MOMENTS AGHHH

I ALMOST USED MY TASER AGAINST AN EGG WIELDING WOMAN AHG NOO)

Poppy laughed slightly, softly, smiling. "It was, Darius. And, darling, I don't give a fuck--" she was cut off by their lips connecting, and Poppy simply melted in his arms. The way he treated her from when they first met to now changed drastically, but when they kissed and otherise he was consistent and quite an expert. Pop pulled away, feeling a sense of... hm. Guilt, maybe? "So... who were you talking to on the phone, anyway? Just out of curiosity," she murmured nonchalantly.

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noooooo i posted hah

[Leena, Love yourself]

Darius sighed, she really wasn't gonna let that go was she? "Just a business colleague. Come on let's go get some pasta," he pulled away from her and started pushing the cart down the next aisle, he ignored the looks of the town patrons that were staring. He didn't really care what anyone thought of him and Poppy.

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Poppy analyzed his reaction. He is lying. she thought, He has to be. "I got the pasta." Pop motioned to the cart, where a few packages of various pasta lay. "Why are you lying to me?" Poppy lowered her voice, to a husky whisper. "You can tell me, Darius. I haven't exactly been honest, either, but that doesn't matter. I trust you. You should be able to do the same."

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