TERRORS OF THE UNIVERSE

[DOMINIC KING BRADY]

J	UST A MIRAGE ❝ WHAT THE FUCK I LOOK LIKE? YEAH YEAH, YOUR MIND SAID I SHOULD APOLOGIZE TO YA. PEOPLE TELLING ALL OF THOSE CRAZY LIES TO YA. YOU BELIEVE 'EM ALL, DON'T WANT TO ACCEPT THE TRUTH. WHO THE FUCK YOU KIDDING, KIDDING? WHAT'S THE USE, SAD TO SEE YOU'RE PLAYING THE FOOL. ❞

█ With his long legs extended in front of him and his elbows resting on his knees, Dominic eyed his dog closely. Reina was laying down in the grass with her pink tongue hanging from the side of her mouth as she casually peered around the park. Every so often her eyes might drift to a passerby or some dogs playing tag, but for the most part they all went ignored. Dominic sighed as he watched her and clicked his tongue. “Reina. Come here.” The pitbull pushed herself to her feet and loped closer to her owner before plopping down beside him and nuzzling her face into his neck. Dom rubbed her head affectionately. At fifteen months, Reina had just about reached her full size and she more or less looked like an adult. However, she still moved awkwardly at times which suggested that she was still in the final phases of puppyhood: adolescence. When Dominic first adopted Reina he hadn’t known that dogs went through a transitional phase before entering adulthood and, being a first-time dog owner, he’d had no idea what was in store. Dealing with Reina’s teen-like attitude and behavioral changes had been a nightmare for the past year. What was once a sweet and affectionate puppy had become a rambunctious little terror. She’d developed the habit of chewing objects when she was lonely, anxious or just plain bored. Reina had also become more bold and tried testing Dom’s authority more often to see what she could get away with and how far she could push his patience. This involved ignoring Dom and many of her learned commands and training. And her attention span was horrible. But that wasn’t the worst of it. Reina had become increasingly snappish and territorial. Going for walks turned from a leisure into a burden since Dom had to go through the trouble of avoiding other people and pets. Otherwise they would be met with loud barks or angry growls. For a short time Reina had even taken to lashing out at strange people and animals which in turn forced Dominic to resort to muzzling her in public. And it was always worse when another female was brought into the picture, be it human or dog. Obviously this raised a bit of a conflict with Dom and his lifestyle. At first it started small. He might bring home a girl or two from an outing and Reina, upon sensing another female in her “territory,” would sit off to the side and stare at them with cold, unwavering eyes. The behavior was unusual for her and the women were always a little uneasy, but Dominic just convinced them to ignore it and they went about their business. But then the staring turned into light, but firm, tail thwacks across the leg which some of the women mistook for playfulness. Before long Reina was braced near the door with her hackles raised, growling at the intruding females and warning them off. Naturally this meant no more house visits for Dom, and if he didn’t want his sex life to suffer he had no choice but to follow his dates to their houses. Fortunately as Reina began to near the end of her teen days, her behavior was leveling off and she was beginning to return to her old loving self. Since she’d been particularly good over these past weeks, Dom had decided to take her to the park. But now as he watched her he began to toy with the idea of giving her a little reign of freedom. He rarely let her off the leash in public anymore because there was no telling if she would decide to obey his commands or if she would opt for attacking the first dog she saw. It was such a beautiful day out that Dom wanted to give his pet the chance to romp around and have fun, but he was still a little hesitant. “Reina,” he said again. The dog looked at him and quickly rose to her feet, her tail wagging excitedly from left to right. “Sit.” She obeyed and reclined onto her haunches, tail still wagging as she panted happily. “Down, girl,” Dom said, making a flat hand and pushing down on the air. Following his cue, the pitbull laid on her belly, her tail beating more furiously. “Up,” Dom said, lifting his hand, and Reina stood. That was all he needed. Dominic pushed himself to his feet with a small grin as he raised his hand again. “Up,” he repeated. The dog responded with a loud bark. Dominic leaned over to unhook her chain leash from her collar and tucked it in his back pocket. Then he reached down into his backpack, pulled out a red Frisbee and waved it over her head. “Reina, look! What’s this?” he cooed. The young dog barked excitedly as she followed the Frisbee with her large eyes, her tail now thrashing wildly. “Go get it!” Dom flung the Frisbee and the dog went bounding after it. When she retrieved it she raced back to Dom and impatiently pushed the Frisbee into his hands so they could continue their game. The fifth time Dominic whisked the Frisbee, a gust of wind caught it and carried it further over the grass. Reina chased after it with the enthusiasm of a four-month-old puppy. She was ready to snatch it up, but stopped dead in her tracks when she saw a young woman stooping down to pick up her toy. The dog’s eyes became hard and her stance stiffened. She raised her hackles and pulled her lips back over her teeth. A low growl rumbled deep in her chest as she eyed the ‘thief’, ready to attack at the wrong move.

█ TAGS reina, brie as AALINA MARIE GREY █ WORDS nine hundred sixty four █ OUTFIT coming █ NOTES bahaha oh poor lina xD █ LYRICS dom brady , mirage

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[AALINA MARIE GREY]

DOMINIC KING BRADY outfit words: eight sixty

She was so tired of being cooped up inside. From a summer cold to playing catch up with her work, Aalina had had little time to enjoy herself and the wonderful weather L.A. had been blessed with over the past few days. Finally she decided she had had enough, taking a personal day for herself. Her day had been cleared of all meetings, the few fittings that she had planned were rescheduled, as well as her meeting for her upcoming film she was working on. Nothing was too serious or important that she couldn't adjust her day. Unfortunately, it would be the last day she had free for the next few weeks.

Paris' summer fashion week was coming up in June, as well wrapping on Fifty Shades of Grey. She had been doing much of her work from L.A., flying to Vancouver for a few weeks in the beginning of February just to get everything established. It was the first time she had really relinquished control over her wardrobe department. After working on Justice League, she realized just how hard it was to try to be there for every fitting and any costume change. As her freelance stylist clientele grew, she realized she had to make a choice between the two different career paths. Fifty Shades of Grey was the first film she had been personally asked to design for, and since it didn't require much in the way of wardrobe, she hoped this new business tactic worked.

She had weekly Skype meetings with her assistant, who took her place in Vancouver, so she could still be in L.A. for her clients and control everything from her studio. Once being envious of actors and their always busy schedule, she had finally hit some sort of cosmic payback. Sure, the money was fantastic, and all the publicity she was receiving- whether it be one of her designs worn on a red carpet, or designing for a major film- was great, she couldn't help but miss the days that she could just skip her responsibilities and spend the day to herself or with friends.

Aalina had spent the morning trying to talk Jedidiah into going to the zoo with her. Jed had declined, though promised a rain-check. Pouting slightly at her phone, and not having much more of an idea as what to do, she debated going to the beach. But, again, she wanted to have some company for that. Finally she decided to go for a run, noting it had been awhile since she had had a good, hard run. Lina always felt better after running, though she typically ran during the morning when it was cooler. But, the weather was nice so she quickly slipped into a yellow racer-back sports bra, with a pair of workout pants. Placing her sunglasses neatly on her face, she left her apartment making her way to the city park.

After jogging a few laps she felt her phone vibrate, an email with a client's sizing flashing across her screen. As she skimmed it, she sighed, the sizes obviously off. That, or her client had gained an extra person since her last fitting. She slowed to a walk as she responded to the email, it never really hitting her that she was working when she was supposed to be taking a day for herself. With that taken care of, she went to continue her run when she noticed something fly at her out of the corner of her eye. Taking a few steps to the left, she bent down to pick up the red plastic Frisbee which had just been tossed from somewhere up the hill.

As she looked up for the Frisbee's owner, she froze as she heard the low growl of a dog, and then her eyes made contact with the pit-bull. It wasn't that Aalina was afraid of dogs, she got along just fine with Mikaela's, she just wasn't comfortable around most of them, especially ones she didn't know. And most definitely one snarling and growling at her. She wasn't sure exactly what to do; did she put the Frisbee down? Throw it for the dog? She knew not to run, knowing she couldn't outrun the animal. She let a little gasp out, her fear quite visible. "Nice dog," She cooed as best as she could, slowly leaning down to return the Frisbee to it's original landing place. She stopped though as she heard the dog's growl get louder, her body in an awkward position, at around a nearly perfect ninety degree angle.

Her fear was turning into anger as she held her position, scared that she had used up all her chances and the next move she made the dog would attack. Who let their dog off the leash in a public park? Not to mention that the dog was obviously aggressive. Aalina took a quick look around for anyone near by that looked like the dog's owner, and her eyes quickly spotted a familiar face. "Is this your dog?" She asked in a loud whisper, not taking the time to realize just how silly she sounded or looked.

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[DOMINIC KING BRADY]

J	UST A MIRAGE ❝ WHAT THE FUCK I LOOK LIKE? YEAH YEAH, YOUR MIND SAID I SHOULD APOLOGIZE TO YA. PEOPLE TELLING ALL OF THOSE CRAZY LIES TO YA. YOU BELIEVE 'EM ALL, DON'T WANT TO ACCEPT THE TRUTH. WHO THE FUCK YOU KIDDING, KIDDING? WHAT'S THE USE, SAD TO SEE YOU'RE PLAYING THE FOOL. ❞

█ While Dom waited for his furry companion to return for another round, he reached into his gray backpack and retrieved a bottle of water. After taking a swig he returned the water to his bag and turned around expecting to see Reina looking up at him with her toy in tow. But she still hadn’t returned. Dominic shrugged it off and rationalized that she might’ve gotten distracted with a squirrel or something which happened sometimes. But he knew it wouldn’t be long before she came bounding back to him to continue their game. After a few more minutes passed with no sign of the dog Dominic decided to go after and see what she’d gotten herself into. He soon caught of the young dog, but his heart dropped when he saw that she appeared to be facing off with a helpless young woman. Great. Just when he thought he could trust her, she went off and pulled a stupid stunt like this. Dominic hastened his pace to a jog as he mentally willed the girl not to make any rash moves or the consequences could be...less than desirable. “Reina!” The dog’s ears flicked at the sound of her owner’s voice, but she defiantly held her stance and didn’t budge an inch. Damned dog. She was smart, but she also shared Dom’s stubborn pride which could really make the two butt heads from time to time. It wasn’t until Dom got a little closer to the scene when he recognized who Reina's unfortunate victim was and he cursed mentally. Of course Reina would just so happen to assault none other than his psycho ex-girlfriend, Aalina. The two bumped into each other from time to time either in person or online, but Dominic preferred not to cross paths with her because she was...well, crazy. Any other time he might have found it amusing to see Aalina awkwardly doubled over as she tried to reason with an angry dog, but Reina was unpredictable these days and he didn’t need any lawsuits against him. Besides the last thing he wanted to hear was Lina’s mouth and now thanks to his trusty pet he could guarantee he was going to receive an earful of her bullshit for this. “Yeah,” Dom muttered as he stepped up behind the dog feeling just a little embarrassed. He’d felt pretty confident that Reina had begun to get her behavior under control again and that she’d proven herself enough to have some of her freedom requited to her. Not only had he been wrong, but this little incident was now a bad reflection on both him and his dog. What kind of owner did he look like if he allowed an aggressive dog to run loose in a public park in the middle of the day? Like the kind that was an irresponsible asshole. And while Dom didn’t necessarily care what people thought of him, he did care what they thought of his dog since he held her in high regards. Really, she was a sweetheart. She was just going through some issues, that's all. Dominic clipped the leash onto the pit’s collar and wrapped the material around his fist to get a firm grip on Reina. The dog sensed her owner reassert his position of power and relaxed a little, letting her snarl die, but her bared teeth and angry glare were still pointed at the blonde female. When Dom eyed Aalina again he noticed the Frisbee in her hand and rolled his eyes. Of course. That explained the nature of the situation perfectly. Was it a way to justify his dog’s actions? No. But it certainly changed the circumstances. Reina wasn’t necessarily the bad guy in this instance. She was innocent and just so happened to be responding to a threat under her best judgment. It may not have been the best judgment, but she was a dog and she still had to honor her animal instincts. She couldn’t be faulted for that. “Would you mind giving her toy back?” he asked impatiently. The question could have been spoken politely, but his words held more of a “are you a moron?” tone as if Aalina should be the one at fault here. Why shouldn't she be? She was the one who decided to pick up the damned Frisbee in the first place.

█ TAGS reina, brie as AALINA MARIE GREY █ WORDS 7even 2wenty 7even █ OUTFIT gray scale █ NOTES sooo sorry for the long wait babeh! it is here! █ LYRICS dom brady , mirage

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