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“ 𝐢’𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐝𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 . ” the two communicate without as many words , a benefit considering the world they are wrapped up in . he knows how dangerous outsiders can be , hell he was one and without taemin to vouch for him then who knows how accepted minjun would have been in this city . “ but that’s all right now , everything else is quiet . a couple of real estate deals i emailed you this morning to look into –––––– ” he cuts himself off to focus momentarily , fingers acting quickly in a back and forth motion before letting out a satisfied sigh . minjun can’t help but smile before looking at taemin . “ finally beat that level , it took longer than i expected . ”
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐒 , considering the condition of present economy , taemin finds it amazing that there are any happening at all . then again , all things go on -- and perhaps this is no different . perhaps this is just the world they live in now . his head shakes as minjun informs him of the won game before patting the other on the shoulder while straightening himself . ❛ oh good , i wouldn’t want to interrupt your game time ❜ a huff , though it’s lighthearted in a sense before he carries on , ❛ those deals are a wash , whoever is doing it is making moves that they shouldn’t be making , i’d looked into them already but i imagine just for fun we can get those prices raised in order to drain some finances from our … competition , right ? perhaps a negative inspection ? ❜
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it’s comical to think either of them deserved to have, and to hold, anything really. she still couldn’t shake the fact that part of this felt like punishment, the price paid for what they’d already taken. after all, lives weren’t cheap, regardless of how much she’d dedicated to getting out of the business. she’d lost her child, the only family she had left, and she’d lost him. empty, was the understatement of the century when it came to the hole in her chest. however, looking at him now, this close, and definitely this personal? she knows that if anyone deserves it, it’s him. underneath the exterior they work hard to keep haunted, there is a softness she had cherished for years, and the reminder, even if it was only in passing gaze or wayward touch, it was enough to fan the embers that had almost died in her. there would always be a fire for his name, it seemed, and that was a fact she wouldn’t debated. right now, she didn’t have the strength to, either.
stepping out of the sanctuary, or the tomb they’d left there, the door shuts and it’s almost like letting all the air back in the room. a deep breath is taken, before shame seems to be exhaled with it as well, coming right back for a second round of his space, embracing that moth to a flame mantra in the way that arms were content to find their way around once more. it was selfish really, becoming so easily reacquainted. a sigh practically dripped from lips, slow, steady, before head tips up again. her chin is almost defiant, but her words aren’t. “i’ve missed you.” confessional comes in the form of what they’d both been thinking, and the words are surprisingly full of her favorite flavor. they aren’t nearly as bitter as she expected, penance in the form of a reunion. she leans, into the touch she’d granted, like a wordless wish, before the corner of a smile ghosts her lips, as if asking for permission to invade their privacy. “so i guess, i’m glad i’m here too.”
𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒��� 𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒 , the horrors they’d faced both separate and together , the lives they’d opted to live and the future that they’d once seen between one another . how two killers masked within the shadows discovered such a possibility back then felt like a strange dark fairy tale . much like the originals they were left empty , void of any happiness and suffering . he can say that for himself and by the look of her when he’d entered the room , the same could be said for her as well . were they each other’s curse or retribution of a fate withheld from them ? his heart couldn’t risk pondering such an ideal when all that is left before them soaks the bitterness from his chest and curls it into the safe kept tucked away in his memory .
upon first sight , he’d anticipated a fight , an argument over how horribly he’d done her wrong , but perhaps it is this shared weakness they find a common ground , discovering the truth that they’ve missed one another and the heart wants what it wants . her smile , as faint as it may be , is an understanding , a whispering pine in the forest of all that they’ve endured . he’s missed her , each night where attempts at finding common ground are left on the wayside and she’s drowned out the memories , her anger , her pain , he’d only been able to shove her away for so long before finally this moment comes . ❛ i’ve missed you ❜ these words are not spoken in agreement , but the expulsion of previous thought to mouth , said so softly they are nothing more than a whisper . ❛ are you going to stay ? ❜ hopeful , yet clouded by the potential idea of disappointment .
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kyxmoore:
“Oh you should of seen last week. Some guy came in with a plunger rammed right up his ass.” Kyler said as she looked at the other chart that was placed in front of her by the doctor. “And not the stick part. Like the actual plunger part was so far up his ass they had to surgically remove it.” Finally looking up at Shiloh, the brunette smiled. “Sorry, when I moved back to New Mexico, the most exciting thing we had was a woman tired to carve her husband like a turkey.”
𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐇 𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐀𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐘 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌 , some of them , while heinous , others are hilarious and they can’t help but laugh at the idea of even that end of the plunger getting stuck anywhere . ❛ i have … so many questions ❜ but they opt not to ask them for the sake of their own sanity . ❛ but you know what , some woman carving up her husband sounds like a pretty good story , was it , by any chance close to thanksgiving time ? ❜
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warningshct:
Catalina can only smirk at the male and the act that unfolds before her. He does everything but fake cry. Her eyes move over him, placing her hand upon her own chest as if touched by the scene before her. It’s a true masterpiece and she can’t help but applaud it once she settles her drink down upon the surface of the bar.
“well, now i’m the one who’s insulted because that would imply there’s someone hotter than me in this bar,” the brunette teases.” how about we do a little signal. rub your nose and that will be my queue to slip away. unless you want me as a wingwoman?”
❛ 𝐌𝐘 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐖𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍 ? ❜ at this , he can’t help but laugh at her other option , so much so that eyes roll somewhat but they lack the dramatics of his previous little feature . after a moment , he steadies his gaze around the bar, considers their surroundings with some sense of ease --- or perhaps scoping out the attractiveness of anyone nearby .
❛ i mean , i would put you in the top five ❜ he finally decides as his hand rests upon the bartop , one shoulder shrugging as if he’s amused himself , ❛ but i’ll be honest with you , i’d rather not go about ranking people on a day to day , that feels like some frat boy shit and i would like to consider myself a decent enough human being ❜
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tarynmatthieu:
“Send it back, I’m not interested.” Rolling her eyes at the drink that had been put down in front of her with the note from the bartender about some man in the corner buying it for her. While she was wearing a deep red dress that showed just as much leg as cleavage she didn’t need to even twist her body to look at whoever had sent it because the choice of drink was enough to tell she wasn’t interested. Taryn was no connoisseur by any means but whatever drink they’d sent over looked fruity and there was absolutely no way she was drinking that. Whiskey, straight up, was one of the only things that she’d allow past her lips. Any assumption that she needed to drink like a girl was not going to fly in her book and thus not worth her time.
The whole appeal of the Black Rabbit was that it was supposed to be exclusive and while that might mean something to her, clearly alcohol still made men do stupid shit. Turning towards the person next to her she nodded at the frilly thing still sitting in front of her and arched a brow, “Want a free drink? It’s on Dick over there who thinks chivalry isn’t still yet dead.”
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❛ 𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐁𝐔𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐍’𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 ❜ keiko can clock him as soon as she waltzes in , whether it be on stage or at the bar , a regular unfortunately , and not one of the classiest of types to come into the black rabbit . too many times she’s passed a complaint to security , but alas , she is but an employee and has little protections within these walls when it comes to a wandering eye .
she’s nursing her own drink , a pregame for her performance later on in the evening so she can afford the smile at the woman’s comment with a bright laugh , ❛ you know what would probably make a statement ? ❜ a heinous act , but something tells keiko that the other can get away with it far better than she could , ❛ if you went and poured the drink into his lap , then maybe someone would take notice that he’s a fucking creep and a half ❜
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❛ 𝐍𝐘𝐗𝐈𝐄 𝐏𝐈𝐗𝐈𝐄 ! ❜
ballet flats slide across the floor until she reaches the other , a grin worn bright upon her lips as she looks to nyx hands not hesitating to take hers into the small of her own . she’s been partying the night away , enjoying the so called finer things ( mixes of white powder in her nose , liquor through her veins ) until she’d found the raven haired girl , ❛ what are you doing out this way , huh ? i feel like i haven’t seen you in ages ❜ honestly , it’s probably been a day , maybe two . time’s become meaningless in her current state of things . @greavesxnyx
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“If you’re here to collect the envelope,” perched on the corner of her desk, her attention was focused on the folder in her hands, fingers careful as they lifted the page, and then lowered it a few times, “it’s not here.” By the tone of her voice alone, one could figure out she wasn’t paying attention - but it was short lived. “It should be at the front desk.” That page dropped once more, and she finally turned to look at them. “So what do you want?”
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𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐈𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐏𝐄 , a finger tempting itself upon the cover only to retract back into the warm cup held within their other hand . ❛ well , miss busybody ❜ shiloh begins with a positive lilt within their tone , always attempting to bring some sort of shining aura where they go , ❛ i figured that maybe you’d want a hot cup of coffee , or tea , i got both since i couldn’t decide what i wanted either unless , you’re … you know too busy to enjoy something for five minutes ? ❜
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Their expression was a familiar one, and Nyx remembered it well from her days with the troupe, back when curiosity led the one in front of her to mingle with the degenerate band of performers and thieves she’d belonged to. It was kind and welcoming, the warmth genuine, disarming in the way that their company was easy to acclimate to and their questions finding willing answers.
It had always been a passive curiosity in the back of Nyx’s mind, about what exactly they’d learned then, and if that information in anyway had to do with the raid that had ended the troupe. After she’d fled, Nyx never looked back long enough to connect any dots ( if there had been any ) ━━ not that it mattered, what was done, is done. There was no where left to go but forward.
“You remember me, I’m honored.” At the conclusion they came to, Nyx’s nose scrunched playfully, a back-and-forth to her head, “trouble? Me? You’ve got the wrong girl, I’m sure.” A wink, in confirmation. “So what’s worth writing about down here that you’d grace these Neanderthals with your presence?”
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𝐀𝐇 , 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 . it’s a dangerous concept , in shiloh’s line of work , but nevertheless , they’ve done plenty of work under far worse circumstances . such a thing could be said about shiloh had met nyx in the first place , a deeply ingrained investigative piece on the troupe that was beginning to become rather infamous for their thievery and the like .
still , shiloh maintains a polite smile , warm , welcoming , the sort of way that makes them easy to talk to regardless of the situation . ❛ oh come on , you know what i do for a living , i wouldn’t be very good at my job if i went around forgetting names and faces , right ? ❜ facts stuck to shiloh like glue , it was the day to day in which they could be rather forgetful , things like eating lunch , calling a friend back , so on so forth , but a name and face of someone involved in their work ? not a chance .
❛ oh , you know , something about the chaos around this place , it makes people feel like talking , they get so excited and sometimes --- well , you never know what they have to say , could be anything , could be nonsense ❜ half truths , shiloh knew exactly what they were looking for , ❛ and what about you ? this place your new home ? ❜
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brvisedmorality:
looking up from what he’d been pretending to be engrossed upon, mostly for the sake of his own amusement, there was comedic relief edging into the corner of his mouth. “must not be easy enough, you’re still trying, no?” he offered, letting the crease in his brow settle in, before a half hearted chuckle would sneak into the conversation, like a thief in the night, and he did have oh so much he would have taken from len. “oh wait, no. you’re the long game type, this is like the kama sutra of fuck you’s.” he offered, hands finding pockets as they picked a pace that seemed to suit the pair of them. “running just so happens to be my specialty, however these shoes are not meant for playing keep away with a bunch of small town assholes with so many little dick complexes we lost count.”
𝐀 𝐒𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐒 and then fades from his features like a fan running on high , his head shaking before a laugh spills out , ❛ oh , you’ll know when i start trying ❜ it’s almost accidental , the way the words fall from his lips , but he’s too busy being subtle in the glance over his shoulder once they start to move , two pairs of long legs making an all too casual getaway from the mess the other had created . hands stuff into his pockets , a glance passed towards lian and he shakes his head , ❛ long game , short game , they usually end the same , don’t they ? how’s that saying go ? the best way to win is to not play at all , or whatever ---- whether it be with someone like you or small dick complexities that are behind us ❜
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Their laugh was met with one of his one, a laugh that was paired with the subtle nod of his head. Humans, as a whole, tried many things. And rarely did it see like they worked out in their favor. That was why he enjoyed the waters, the swamps specifically. There was something predictable and yet, impulsive about it all the same. The savage nature of it, and everything that lurked below the surface was something Tigg found himself mildly envious of.
Another laugh came with the words, a hand coming to rub at the back of his neck. “A terrified human is never a good thing.” Pulling his attention from the algae bubble he’d been watching, he eyed the other. “And yet, humans still push to overcome those very fears.”
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𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐒 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐒𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 , if shiloh was a god fearing type , they would consider that it was the reason he favored his creation the way he did . always so curious , so ready to take whatever obstacle stood in their path and then somehow overcome it . that alone was something worth studying , and shiloh has done all possible in order to ensure that they do their best to prove it . humanity was an intriguing thing .
❛ i wonder if it has to do with our freewill ❜ absently , shiloh considers , ❛ i mean we live under animalistic nature , sure --- but ultimately we have something a lot of other creatures and things don’t , the ability to make choices , so we choose to obsess over things that we don’t understand , and we have arrogance to go along with it , it’s a wild thing , you know ? ❜
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brvisedmorality:
truthfully, he is just this side of disappointed when there is no commentary, no judgement to be passed, when it comes to the disgrace of the glassware. the common misconception is that knox is just a dumb country boy, who truly does not know any better. that’s far from the case, but he prefers the way the upper hand shifts with assumption. “what would the price be, in case i have a hard time finding a better investment?” head tilted to the side, playing the part of lost puppy perfectly. the man was a thousand things, but innocent, or confused? well, he was hardly ever. it was all the remnants of autopilot, the person the army had taught him to be, and then left out in the cold. “well, i do just love to help out those less fortunate, what is this something?”
𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐅𝐋𝐘 before falling back towards the other , there isn’t an amount of money he would give to fund this little investment he talks about . just like there is no money in the world where he would wear a cowboy hat and boots doing farmwork . he doesn’t say anything about it either , and instead lets a scoff sound before getting back into the roll of business . this chatter , mindless banter is all well and good , but he’d come for a purpose and such purpose is expressed by the small pouch pulled from the inside of his coat and placed on the counter before levi . ❛ i need this taken to this address ❜ always prepared , a pen clicks into his hand , a small piece of paper where he writes neatly the address needed , ❛ i’m sure that you and your big mouth don’t need to be reminded about discretion , right ? ❜ usually , taemin doesn’t handle dealing with such deliveries himself , using other means to ensure his runners get what’s needed in other ways , but this was personal .
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❛ 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 , 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀 𝐇𝐎𝐓 𝐃𝐎𝐆 𝐒𝐔𝐈𝐓 ❜
she’s trying to stifle a laugh , but it’s hard as she keeps going down the street towards the black rabbit . of course , she’s planning on adding her own flair to her attire once she gets to work , but a hot dog costume seemed a little … much . ❛ so , what do we think he’s doing , overcompensating for something ? or hoping that one of us is going to ask him about his weiner ? ❜ ( @rennreblogs // open )
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catalina isn’t too bothered by the notion that her friends had abandoned her the first chance they could. it wasn’t exactly surprising at this point in their friendship. while she had been single for a while, her heart had been fickle and attached to another. the singular reason why she hadn’t joined them by finding her own man or women. not that she found anyone who looked half decent at this point.
“fair point.” she said with a shake of her head as she brings her beer to her lips. “oh, is this where you tell me you don’t want to be some replacement?” she smirked and nodded her head to confirm his assumption. “that’s exactly what happened.”
𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐎𝐂𝐊 𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐖𝐋𝐒 𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒 , though it is temporary as he shifts back to a more … stoic reserve , better filled with the liquor reaching his lips as he takes a drink . he doesn’t pay any mind towards their surroundings , instead focuses on the conversation and the obvious teasing coming from the other .
❛ now , i’m almost offended , how do you know i wasn’t here just trying to find someone to stick my tongue down their throat ----- and then you’ve got to come here and make it look like i’m otherwise preoccupied . rude ❜
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kyxmoore:
“Uh…gunshot wound I believe.” Kyler said looking down at her notes before looking at the man being wheeled by. She had moved back because of the job offer, but it was only after she did that the woman realized it was because they needed all the help they could get. “Honestly, I feel like it is…but are we really surprised?”
𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐄 , 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐇 𝐈𝐒𝐍’𝐓 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐋 , perhaps from an outsider’s perspective this all would seem … rather catastrophic , but having done a deep dive into the town’s history , the families that seem to run it beneath the politicians’ squandering , it seems only fitting that the violence would only grow , ❛ yeah , no , and i’ve only been in town for a couple of years , but everyday is like a full moon around here --- and i’m not even superstitious . every day it looks like something else , right ? ❜
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her own wardrobe was juvenile compared to his, often wearing colours that would be used in finger paintings or nurseries. seeing him dressed to the nines so often, she considered sometimes switching it up but her white knuckle grip on everything tie-dye and plaid just won’t loosen. so, naturally, she opts for the brighter option, the more colouring and she points toward the blood red tie. “that one,” shayne tells him with a nod. “you look good! i mean like, you’re always dressed up so you always look great, tae.” she tells him with a chuckle, bringing the sickly sweet hot chocolate to her lips as she leans back in her spot. “special occasion or … “
𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐒 𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 , a brief glimpse of a gratuitous smile upon his features . the red tie has a certain flair to it , the kind that draws attention , and when taemin speaks , he wants the focus to be on him --- and only partially on what he is saying . ❛ it’s a bold choice ❜ he agrees , putting the other off to the side while draping the red one around his neck , ❛ special , no --- ❜ a simple beginning of an explanation , but also partially a lie , ❛ just a business meeting , we want to make sure that our interests are maintained and there are too many people who want to ignore them , namely in the wonderful house of representatives . sometimes you just have to tighten the leash around them to remind them why they still sit where they do , so i think the red will be the perfect color for that ❜ a pause , ❛ what are your plans today ? enjoying the fall , finally ? ❜
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