[One day he's gonna nab someone he can't handle. Bakugo's not sure if he could outlast Chobe's immortality, as he suspects there's a limit, but it wouldn't matter here if he could. No, he's suspecting the guy's gonna bother someone who can seal him or curse him or something. Hilarious as it'd be.
Bakugo snorts at the flick and knocks the man's hand away.]
I'm not a fucking prude, idiot! [Just cause he's kinda vanilla doesn't mean prude! Jeeze...] If I want you in a leash and collar, it'll be cause I think it's hot.
[Not someone else. As if he didn't make that clear a second ago.]
[So vanilla. If not for his foul mouth and literal explosive personality, Chobe would put him on par with a standard preacher boy or shrine maiden. Bakugo's right though--he absolutely will bite off more than he can chew some day and mock the wrong person. Still, he welcomes the challenge, and the karma.
For now though, that shit eating grin is back, and he lets out another cackle.]
Hmmm. Dunno if such filth is fit for your delicate ears, hero! Wouldn't want me to corrupt you, do ya?
[Ironically it's less to do with Bakugo being embarrassed about certain kinks and more he's too impatient to bother with them. Who the hell wants to waste time dripping hot wax on people or mess with tying them up when you could spend that time, you know, fucking and feeling great! Don't get him started on people who dress up in costumes -- the purpose is just to take them off, dammit!
(If Chobe does meet a match, Bakugo will likely come help him if he's being unfairly abused. Buuut he'll take his time and laugh at him when he gets there.)
Ugh, this asshole's gonna piss him off for a while different reason now!]
I've been in this shithole for over a year and haven't buckled once! What the hell do you think you're gonna do?
[Just become a masochist or sadist buddy, the mental high from kinks really skyrockets then. That or Chobe's just fucked in the head.
He cocks his head, bringing a hand up as he taps at his chin in faux thoughtfulness.]
Huuuh, that is true, you've been here longer. Then tell me--you ain't gotta name names, but what do you think's the most risque shit you've dipped yer toes into?
[Chobe's fucked in the head. End of story. Sure, he's aware some pain's good. Like stretching, but nothing as a masochist or sadist would get off on. Kinks are fine if they're worked in seamlessly without delaying.
Even if it might take some "WTF" moments to deal with a weird one.]
Tch... [Why the hell's he gotta tell him anything?] That shitty phone booth in February.
[He absolutely completely missed the cupid event, but is more confused about a phone booth. As in. What the FUCK is that!!]
No?? Wait wait, a phone is what folks use to make calls instead of the watches sometimes, right? Why do you need a booth to do that? Is it like a talking kink?
[Get drunk and get into near death fights, works for Chobe!! He squints at the images, his face betraying him as his brow furrows and he looks even more confused.]
You took down a whole bathroom and you couldn't blast your way out of that? Bullshit. I still don't get it though, what, was it too small a space? I've fucked in cramped places before, it can't be that bad.
[Sorry Bakugo this man's shamelessness is way too high to see anything wrong with this scenario,,, He scratches at his head, still not quite sure which part of that the hero was so offended by, but finally figures it's not worthy pressing.]
Eh. . .I guess that does happen sometimes, yeah. Weird ass magic shit.
Not much of an answer though. If that's your idea of kinky you got a long way to go. . .ain't no reason to try to force it, I guess. Gotta figure out what you like on your own, or just try shit when you wanna.
[He's figured that out by now. Obviously they have different tolerances. But he asked what was one of the most risky things Bakugo ever did, and there's his answer. Fucking in a phone booth in the resort.]
Duh.
[How suddenly magnanimous of Chobe. He glances at the shop they've been standing by the entire time. Was the deal really to only ask for a leash and collar, or get it as well? Some part of his pride is twitching at wanting to show the man he's not some damn prude. The other part doesn't give a shit about proving anything to him. Sexually at least.]
[Aza Chobe is a weird contradiction of boundaries. He doesn't consider public phone booth sex risque or kinky in the least, voyeurism be damned, but he also rather folks come to that conclusion on their own time. While he embraces his shameless way of living, he wouldn't wish the circumstances that gave him that mountain of confidence on anyone.
But who cares about that! He looks briefly surprised when the hero brings the offer back up with no prompting. Maybe Bakugo's a bundle of contradictions on his own.]
Ah? Feeling generous all of sudden? I wouldn't say no to it.
The dare's been pretty much satisfied, so if ya pick something out, that's all on you. Still partial to red, but I tend to default to what others wanna see.
[Unlike Bakugo, who generally forces his expectations and high standards on other people. Luckily it doesn't show up during sex (for the most part), though he gets pissed if someone thinks he or she's gonna lie there and be a pillow queen the entire time while he does all the work. Quiet, lazy, boring, non-responsive partners are a huge turn off. But when he's partnering up with someone for a gen activity? Yeah, he expects their full strength and focus!
Bakugo finds Chobe's confidence attractive, even if he's irked by his loose morals and chaos-loving personality. So long as he keeps the majority of that criminal activity off the table around him, they won't get into a clash. Hence just telling him to drop the woman and then no explosions happened.
And while he's not gonna be someone's putz, he never said he wasn't gonna get Chobe a leash or collar.]
I'm not getting it cause of someone's shitty dare.
[And heads towards the store, gesturing with his head for Chobe to come with him. He's getting it cause he wants to see Chobe in a collar. Just like he said.]
[Meanwhile, this guy takes that as a challenge. What better compliment than to get a lazy partner so worked up they can't help but respond? But that's something specifically baked into Chobe's dna--gotta figure out what makes others ticks if he wants the power boost his tao gets from sex.
A little huff of a laugh, and he follows him in. He takes a moment to actually scan the store to see what's in it--for all his big talk, when it comes to himself and he's not preoccupied pleasing someone? Simplicity can satisfy him enough. It's a bit boring, but it's like eating vegetables. He doesn't mind it, and it's good for you, and he'd rather be eating a burger, but he's not gonna complain.
His attention snaps back at the question, mulling over the last few weeks. Between the heartbeat shit and his suit wigging out, all the nonsense of the casino blurs together.]
I live down there so yeah. What, you get dragged into all the looting and bullshit that was happening? Surprised I didn't see your ass zipping around playing crowd control.
[Another thing these two can be diametrically opposed to with each other. Bakugo's not interested in figuring out other people's inner workings during sex (or most ever really) and would rather get to the action and feeling amazing. Sass each other, tease, flirt, banter, wrestle, make it an active rush blowing all else out the window.
Chobe better have been standing outside a sex-related shop. If they were looking for a collar and leash in a damn grocery store... Lucky for him, it is, with rows of items ranging from sex toys to weird outfits to other accessories for interesting heated play. Good on you for eating your vegetables, Weed Face. Bakugo won't have to yell at him if they ever have a meal together and the guy starts pushing peas off his plate like a 5-year-old brat.]
I was in the basement when the riots broke out. [Trying to make sure a friend wasn't gonna get killed by whatever was lurking around in those stupid corridors.
But that's not what he wants to focus on. Bakugo picks up a leash from the display wall.] Did you see the heart?
The fucking source of all that damn thumping? Nah, I didn't. I got. . .preoccupied.
[Read: that event was the straw to break his back and agitate his suit enough to go berserk for a while. He ain't freely offering that bit up though--Akira and others already kicked his ass til his senses came back, he doesn't need Bakugo adding to it belatedly.
He crosses his arms, peering over Bakugo's shoulder to see exactly how these specialized collars look . Everything's so modern and updated, back in his day a simple rope would do. Do actual dogs get leashes this nice?? He doesn't actually voice that as to not come off as too ignorant. He may have smarts and experience in age on his side, but it pisses him off that he hasn't fully caught up with the times. Instead, pivot! ]
So what was it? A peacock heart? If that's anything like a chicken's it'd be pretty tasty.
[He's not gonna ask about what caught Chobe's attention, predicting he won't like the answer and they'll get into a mocking/argument again. If the guy's not about to tell him and keep it vague instead, Bakugo isn't interested in digging the information out of him. People's private lives aren't his business. (Totally would've kicked his ass too.)
Three collars in, he finalizes on one, turning around to face Chobe. Soft felt on the inside to avoid chafing his neck, a handsome wrap of strong red leather, spaced-out studs catching their reflections, a sturdy buckle with a D-ring attached to the clasp. The leash is corded rope with a faint gloss to it.
Without even asking, he undoes the buckle, opens the collar, and reaches to fit it around the man's neck.]
A giant ass golden organ being strangled by black chains. No one got to look at it for more than a second or two before we got thrown out.
[A peculiar organ practically advertising itself as something important? Hah. He's too familiar with that concept.]
Sounds like a weak spot. They probably won't let ya get near it again--ah.
[It's brief, and he catches himself, but just on instinct Chobe cuts himself off and flinches backwards when Bakugo reaches up with the collar. He's not put off by it, the opposite actually, surprised Bakugo picked out something classy looking and fitting of Chobe's personality rather something louder and more outrageous. But despite his immortal body, he's always got his guard up. Suddenly crossing into his space would earn most people a slash from a sword or a stab from a vine. Some habits die hard.
But maybe Bakugo didn't catch that!! He recovers immediately, lowering his head slightly to more easily get it hooked on.]
[About what Bakugo thought, though he's confused about the chains wrapped around the heart, unsure if it's something stylistic for a flamboyant entity or if there's something more ominous about the restraints.]
Tch, doubt it. I dunno why the fuck we were able to find it in the first place.
[Given the place has been so careful about guarding itself all this time, suddenly it shows a bunch of kidnapped people (with powers) its own beating life organ? Fucking stupid option to do, even if it does little more (for now) than make said prisoners aware of its mortality.
He notices Chobe's flinch. He expected it, hence not turning around and shoving the damn thing onto his throat. Most people instinctively retreat if someone goes for their neck out of the blue. The man hadn't known immortality his entire life; of course he'll retain his mortal propensities.
Bakugo shows no notice of Chobe's reaction, focusing only on getting the collar fitted comfortably and fastened properly. He adjusts it to different heights, one under his chin, another just above his adam's apple, and lastly to the base of his neck, where he opts to settle it.]
Duh. I picked it. [So modest.] Not gonna have you looking like trash hooked your neck.
[Thanks for being a bro and not calling him out on that twitch. If the roles were reversed though, one best believe he'd be rubbing it in and wouldn't ease up. Always just a tad lowkey baffling when others allow him grace like this. Seems like signaling that you're easy to take advantage of, but at least on Bakugo's end, he has the firepower to stop that nonsense in its tracks.
He leans back once the collar's on proper, bringing a hand up to tap at it. He may not have any real attachment to kink gear and the like, but as a man with zero shame, he knows when he looks good in something. He flashes a cheeky grin.]
Don't let it go to yer head. You don't like folks degrading themselves, but you're fine making sure your own trophies look polished, eh?
[Rub once and he'll be landing an explosion in his smug face. You can do that when you know your idiot partner can regrow his stupid head. Don't confuse his disinterest for mercy though. He doesn't care enough to taunt him and get into whatever crap comes from it. Other people's business isn't an interest for him most of the time, though exceptions exist. Besides, there's a small part of him lingering on the idea he thinks Chobe's kind of cool.
Bakugo lets go of the collar once it's done and starts inspecting the leash, not attempting to hook it on yet. Leave the man to figure out if he wants to adjust the circle round his neck. And yes, it does look good. He isn't gonna pick out something shitty.]
Che. My trophies don't talk back and act like smug bastards when they're getting polished.
What can I say! I'm full of rust and grime--polish all ya want, you might just be getting fool's gold.
[Not even putting himself down, he simply prefers to flaunt his foul nature loudly and proudly. Folks should know exactly what they're getting into, and if they can stand it, they earn the time of day from the ex bandit. He can't help but snicker at that cheeky ass grin from Bakugo, too. He didn't think the hero was capable of making such an expression outside of a fight.
He leans over, tugging at the leash in his hands playfully.]
So you gonna get the leash or what? Fair warning though, even if I'm being lead around like a dog, I'm more than happy to bite the hand that feeds.
[If someone wants to taunt themselves, he doesn't care about it. What pisses him off is people moping around self-depreciating like a shitty loser looking for sympathy or being pointlessly lazy. Chobe's not doing that, and Bakugo's not a complete stick in the mud. Though... does the bandit even come from a place with dinosaurs?]
Of course I'm gonna get it! I don't need you adjusting the collar while I'm trying to put the damn thing on!
[One fucking moment at a time, Weed Face! One finger flicks the D-ring upward, catching it on the tip and giving himself an easy target for the leash's sturdy clasp. He locks it on with a click and slides the sheath down to cover it in a leather tube to form a "seamless" connection between collar and cord.]
I bite back, mutt.
[And he better not be planning on walking around on all fours like a dog. Gross.]
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Date: 6/15/25 23:17 (UTC)Bakugo snorts at the flick and knocks the man's hand away.]
I'm not a fucking prude, idiot! [Just cause he's kinda vanilla doesn't mean prude! Jeeze...] If I want you in a leash and collar, it'll be cause I think it's hot.
[Not someone else. As if he didn't make that clear a second ago.]
What's not vanilla for you?
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Date: 6/15/25 23:46 (UTC)[So vanilla. If not for his foul mouth and literal explosive personality, Chobe would put him on par with a standard preacher boy or shrine maiden. Bakugo's right though--he absolutely will bite off more than he can chew some day and mock the wrong person. Still, he welcomes the challenge, and the karma.
For now though, that shit eating grin is back, and he lets out another cackle.]
Hmmm. Dunno if such filth is fit for your delicate ears, hero! Wouldn't want me to corrupt you, do ya?
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Date: 6/15/25 23:53 (UTC)(If Chobe does meet a match, Bakugo will likely come help him if he's being unfairly abused. Buuut he'll take his time and laugh at him when he gets there.)
Ugh, this asshole's gonna piss him off for a while different reason now!]
I've been in this shithole for over a year and haven't buckled once! What the hell do you think you're gonna do?
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Date: 6/16/25 00:16 (UTC)He cocks his head, bringing a hand up as he taps at his chin in faux thoughtfulness.]
Huuuh, that is true, you've been here longer. Then tell me--you ain't gotta name names, but what do you think's the most risque shit you've dipped yer toes into?
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Date: 6/16/25 00:49 (UTC)Even if it might take some "WTF" moments to deal with a weird one.]
Tch... [Why the hell's he gotta tell him anything?] That shitty phone booth in February.
[Specifically the public aspect.]
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Date: 6/16/25 01:38 (UTC)Phone booth? Wait you mean those weird pod boxes or did I miss something else? What was crazy about that?
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Date: 6/16/25 01:43 (UTC)[HOW THE FUCK IS THAT FAIR?!]
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Date: 6/16/25 01:52 (UTC)No?? Wait wait, a phone is what folks use to make calls instead of the watches sometimes, right? Why do you need a booth to do that? Is it like a talking kink?
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Date: 6/16/25 01:56 (UTC)No, dammit! Look!
[Bakugo fucks around with his watch for a few seconds, then projects the image-search results screen, showing a few selections of phone booths.]
These things were all over the fucking hotel in February! If you got stuck inside one, you can guess what happened!
[Not all the GLASS IN THE WALLS!!]
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Date: 6/16/25 02:38 (UTC)You took down a whole bathroom and you couldn't blast your way out of that? Bullshit. I still don't get it though, what, was it too small a space? I've fucked in cramped places before, it can't be that bad.
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Date: 6/16/25 03:05 (UTC)Bakugo's ready to beat this asshole over the head!]
Of course you can't get out, idiot! Did you forget this place has magic?
[He tried blasting his way out, but one, magic, and two, someone was in there with him.]
Ugh, mulch for brains. [He drops his wrist and the images vanish.] You got your answer.
[Not his fault Chobe can't put together small space, glass walls, public, stuck until you fuck.]
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Date: 6/16/25 03:34 (UTC)Eh. . .I guess that does happen sometimes, yeah. Weird ass magic shit.
Not much of an answer though. If that's your idea of kinky you got a long way to go. . .ain't no reason to try to force it, I guess. Gotta figure out what you like on your own, or just try shit when you wanna.
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Date: 6/16/25 03:58 (UTC)Duh.
[How suddenly magnanimous of Chobe. He glances at the shop they've been standing by the entire time. Was the deal really to only ask for a leash and collar, or get it as well? Some part of his pride is twitching at wanting to show the man he's not some damn prude. The other part doesn't give a shit about proving anything to him. Sexually at least.]
Do you want the leash and collar or not?
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Date: 6/16/25 04:15 (UTC)But who cares about that! He looks briefly surprised when the hero brings the offer back up with no prompting. Maybe Bakugo's a bundle of contradictions on his own.]
Ah? Feeling generous all of sudden? I wouldn't say no to it.
The dare's been pretty much satisfied, so if ya pick something out, that's all on you. Still partial to red, but I tend to default to what others wanna see.
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Date: 6/16/25 04:36 (UTC)Bakugo finds Chobe's confidence attractive, even if he's irked by his loose morals and chaos-loving personality. So long as he keeps the majority of that criminal activity off the table around him, they won't get into a clash. Hence just telling him to drop the woman and then no explosions happened.
And while he's not gonna be someone's putz, he never said he wasn't gonna get Chobe a leash or collar.]
I'm not getting it cause of someone's shitty dare.
[And heads towards the store, gesturing with his head for Chobe to come with him. He's getting it cause he wants to see Chobe in a collar. Just like he said.]
Did you go down to the basement last month?
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Date: 6/16/25 12:17 (UTC)A little huff of a laugh, and he follows him in. He takes a moment to actually scan the store to see what's in it--for all his big talk, when it comes to himself and he's not preoccupied pleasing someone? Simplicity can satisfy him enough. It's a bit boring, but it's like eating vegetables. He doesn't mind it, and it's good for you, and he'd rather be eating a burger, but he's not gonna complain.
His attention snaps back at the question, mulling over the last few weeks. Between the heartbeat shit and his suit wigging out, all the nonsense of the casino blurs together.]
I live down there so yeah. What, you get dragged into all the looting and bullshit that was happening? Surprised I didn't see your ass zipping around playing crowd control.
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Date: 6/16/25 18:48 (UTC)Chobe better have been standing outside a sex-related shop. If they were looking for a collar and leash in a damn grocery store... Lucky for him, it is, with rows of items ranging from sex toys to weird outfits to other accessories for interesting heated play. Good on you for eating your vegetables, Weed Face. Bakugo won't have to yell at him if they ever have a meal together and the guy starts pushing peas off his plate like a 5-year-old brat.]
I was in the basement when the riots broke out. [Trying to make sure a friend wasn't gonna get killed by whatever was lurking around in those stupid corridors.
But that's not what he wants to focus on. Bakugo picks up a leash from the display wall.] Did you see the heart?
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Date: 6/17/25 02:42 (UTC)[Read: that event was the straw to break his back and agitate his suit enough to go berserk for a while. He ain't freely offering that bit up though--Akira and others already kicked his ass til his senses came back, he doesn't need Bakugo adding to it belatedly.
He crosses his arms, peering over Bakugo's shoulder to see exactly how these specialized collars look . Everything's so modern and updated, back in his day a simple rope would do. Do actual dogs get leashes this nice?? He doesn't actually voice that as to not come off as too ignorant. He may have smarts and experience in age on his side, but it pisses him off that he hasn't fully caught up with the times. Instead, pivot! ]
So what was it? A peacock heart? If that's anything like a chicken's it'd be pretty tasty.
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Date: 6/17/25 23:23 (UTC)[He's not gonna ask about what caught Chobe's attention, predicting he won't like the answer and they'll get into a mocking/argument again. If the guy's not about to tell him and keep it vague instead, Bakugo isn't interested in digging the information out of him. People's private lives aren't his business. (Totally would've kicked his ass too.)
Three collars in, he finalizes on one, turning around to face Chobe. Soft felt on the inside to avoid chafing his neck, a handsome wrap of strong red leather, spaced-out studs catching their reflections, a sturdy buckle with a D-ring attached to the clasp. The leash is corded rope with a faint gloss to it.
Without even asking, he undoes the buckle, opens the collar, and reaches to fit it around the man's neck.]
A giant ass golden organ being strangled by black chains. No one got to look at it for more than a second or two before we got thrown out.
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Date: 6/18/25 04:02 (UTC)Sounds like a weak spot. They probably won't let ya get near it again--ah.
[It's brief, and he catches himself, but just on instinct Chobe cuts himself off and flinches backwards when Bakugo reaches up with the collar. He's not put off by it, the opposite actually, surprised Bakugo picked out something classy looking and fitting of Chobe's personality rather something louder and more outrageous. But despite his immortal body, he's always got his guard up. Suddenly crossing into his space would earn most people a slash from a sword or a stab from a vine. Some habits die hard.
But maybe Bakugo didn't catch that!! He recovers immediately, lowering his head slightly to more easily get it hooked on.]
--not a bad pick.
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Date: 6/18/25 21:02 (UTC)Tch, doubt it. I dunno why the fuck we were able to find it in the first place.
[Given the place has been so careful about guarding itself all this time, suddenly it shows a bunch of kidnapped people (with powers) its own beating life organ? Fucking stupid option to do, even if it does little more (for now) than make said prisoners aware of its mortality.
He notices Chobe's flinch. He expected it, hence not turning around and shoving the damn thing onto his throat. Most people instinctively retreat if someone goes for their neck out of the blue. The man hadn't known immortality his entire life; of course he'll retain his mortal propensities.
Bakugo shows no notice of Chobe's reaction, focusing only on getting the collar fitted comfortably and fastened properly. He adjusts it to different heights, one under his chin, another just above his adam's apple, and lastly to the base of his neck, where he opts to settle it.]
Duh. I picked it. [So modest.] Not gonna have you looking like trash hooked your neck.
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Date: 6/19/25 05:39 (UTC)He leans back once the collar's on proper, bringing a hand up to tap at it. He may not have any real attachment to kink gear and the like, but as a man with zero shame, he knows when he looks good in something. He flashes a cheeky grin.]
Don't let it go to yer head. You don't like folks degrading themselves, but you're fine making sure your own trophies look polished, eh?
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Date: 6/19/25 23:32 (UTC)Bakugo lets go of the collar once it's done and starts inspecting the leash, not attempting to hook it on yet. Leave the man to figure out if he wants to adjust the circle round his neck. And yes, it does look good. He isn't gonna pick out something shitty.]
Che. My trophies don't talk back and act like smug bastards when they're getting polished.
[He wants to play this game? All right.]
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Date: 6/20/25 00:49 (UTC)[Not even putting himself down, he simply prefers to flaunt his foul nature loudly and proudly. Folks should know exactly what they're getting into, and if they can stand it, they earn the time of day from the ex bandit. He can't help but snicker at that cheeky ass grin from Bakugo, too. He didn't think the hero was capable of making such an expression outside of a fight.
He leans over, tugging at the leash in his hands playfully.]
So you gonna get the leash or what? Fair warning though, even if I'm being lead around like a dog, I'm more than happy to bite the hand that feeds.
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Date: 6/20/25 01:07 (UTC)[If someone wants to taunt themselves, he doesn't care about it. What pisses him off is people moping around self-depreciating like a shitty loser looking for sympathy or being pointlessly lazy. Chobe's not doing that, and Bakugo's not a complete stick in the mud. Though... does the bandit even come from a place with dinosaurs?]
Of course I'm gonna get it! I don't need you adjusting the collar while I'm trying to put the damn thing on!
[One fucking moment at a time, Weed Face! One finger flicks the D-ring upward, catching it on the tip and giving himself an easy target for the leash's sturdy clasp. He locks it on with a click and slides the sheath down to cover it in a leather tube to form a "seamless" connection between collar and cord.]
I bite back, mutt.
[And he better not be planning on walking around on all fours like a dog. Gross.]
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