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[loomingdread]

"How do you know? What planet are we on?" He asked, cocking his head slightly to the side as he watched her with great curiosity. He was mostly agreeing to stay in her company so he could study her. See what made her tick and what made her squirm. She was different to the everyday people on the island, and that fascinated him. "Unrecognised, how? Your alien money won't get me very far here." He wondered what other ridiculous things she might come off with if he held back his mockery and masked it with an innocent curiosity. "Well, do you have a place to stay yet? Food? They're pretty up there on important things to have going on in your life, right? Regardless of what planet you're on."

"If you mean an alien to this planet, then yes." Padme spoke without the slightest sense of embarrassment, clearly not realizing at all how strange her language was to him. In her world, visiting a different planet was as normal as visiting another city; to see an 'alien' simply meant tourist or immigrant and was nothing strange or unusual. "Good," she said once he'd agreed to be her guide. "Then you can help me to navigate this planet safely. Your service will not go unrecognized." She crossed her arms over her chest, clearly trying to think up a plan. If this man did not know how to find the leadership on this planet, then she would still be just as lost as when she'd started this conversation. And yet, he was, so far, the only person she'd managed to talk to, and thus the only person she knew. She would rather not wander an entire planet alone. "I would appreciate any help you can offer," she decided. "Thank you."

#lcstorfound #Billy:Padme

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"You make it hard to be anything but." He shrugged, not understanding her insistence to put her troubles upon him. "A cafe is a place where you eat food. You might want to learn things like that if you plan on surviving more than a couple days around here. Manners wouldn't go amiss either."

"Seven hells, I know what food is!" Sansa replied, "I just don't know where I am or how I got here. Nor do I know what a cafe is. I am not from here. You do not need to be so patronising."

#bcttcrthanrcvcnge #Billy:Sansa

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"Sure it is." He countered, but offered nothing to back up or defend his claim. He was far too interested in his wound. "I wash my hands. An infection? That's a little much, isn't it? I only touched it. Are you going to make it look like new or not? So far all I'm getting from you is my ears chewed off."

"This ain't a movie," Mark replied, "Besides, if you just let it bleed like this, you'll have a lot more than a scar to worry about," he added on, "Hey, no, don't do that! Your fingers are filthy," he said, pulling the other's hand away, "You'll get an infection."

#bcttcrthanrcvcnge #Billy:Mark #injury tw #blood tw

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"I'm sorry, would you rather I offered?" A lone brow went skyward, trying to figure out what exactly was the right response in this kind of situation. "The queen? That's a new one. The queen, I like that." He looked around, taking a moment to process what he'd just heard. "After your head got cut off, is that when you woke up here?"

a laugh escaped her lips as she looked at the other. "god i think you're the first man who hasn't tried to get into my pants." katherine was honest, shaking her head. "i was the queen for a time, until my husband had my head cut off." the blonde replied. "so no not an actress."

#cquity #Billy:Katherine #death mention tw #violence mention tw

[loomingdread]

"Here, allow me." He mumbled, rummaging in his jacket pocket before pulling out a packet of tissues. He clearly kept them on his person purposefully, knowing exactly where to find them. He offered them over to her, finding it an easier way of comforting her than trying to find the right thing to say. "Well, I thought you'd know. You spent the most time with him. His parents were hard to catch, they were never around. What could we have done? We were just kids."

the red head swallowed thickly, wiping at her eyes with the sleeve of her cardigan. "what do i do with this information now?" she asked, looking up at him with red rimmed eyes. "if you knew he was sick why didn't you tell me? we could of got him the help he needed - this all could of been avoided." she paused, shaking her head. "it's not your fault - i'm not blaming you, i just wish i'd known."

#cquity #Billy:Tatum #mental health tw

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"If I had your job, I don't think I'd chose to deal with anybody at all." He answered bluntly, eyes only bothering to make contact with hers as she mentioned her son. "You must have a very interesting son. Are you close with him?"

"fortunately i only have to deal with people i chose in my line of work." alicent replied. "you remind me of my son, not in the looks department but in the personality sector."

#cquity #Billy:Alicent

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Billy looked up from his journal, taking a moment to try and wrap his head around what he was being told. "Why are they writing these things about you? You don't look like anything special." He paused, realising he was speaking without thinking. "Not that you're not, y'know, nice, or whatever. I just mean, what is all this? Are you an actress or something?"

"have you seen this?" the pink haired woman replied as she held the history book over to the other. "the things that they write about me is absolutely ridiculous - i seriously didn't sleep around that much." a huff escaped katherines lips. "this is so unfair - why did they make him look so good? i'm a victim."

#cquity #Billy:Katherine

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"Yeah." Billy answered idly, looking around. "Yeah, I'll take some sunflowers." After a few more moments of poking around, he turned his attention to her more fully. "Though, do you have anything more interesting? Something poisonous, maybe? It's for an art project."

Open Starter : Gwen & Anyone

Gwen finished braiding her hair and walked up to the counter, "Welcome to Naturally Naporia, how can I help you today?" she asked with a bright smile on her face, "We just got in a shipment of sunflowers. Can I interest you in some of those?"

#bcttcrthanrcvcnge #Billy:Gwen

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"I guess it would look like something out of a movie, wouldn't it? They tend to have interesting features." He took his arm into his other hand, pressing his fingers against the seeping blood as if he was trying to soak his hand. "Alright, but, don't get angry if I mess your car up. It was your idea to go."

"Why would you think having a scar is cool?" Mark retorted, making a face, "I barely touched you. I have a suture kit in my car, come on."

#bcttcrthanrcvcnge #Billy:Mark #blood tw #injury tw

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"You spend five minutes with them, you'll feel the same way." He explained, not seeing himself as the problem in the situation. "Well, since you ask, I suppose I did. But, I never said it was worth anything. You've attributed the value."

"well someone thinks quite highly of himself if he goes around calling customers troublesome." alicent replied, her back stiffening. "who died and made your opinion worth gold?"

#cquity #Billy:Alicent #death mention tw

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"I'm sure you did what you thought was best at the time." He shrugged, trying to change the conversation from any particular details that one may or may not know, and focus on the idea of it all as a whole. Especially, now he'd managed to stick his talons into Stu. "He loved you, of course he did." He tried to sound empathetic to her situation, even he knew Stu really had loved her. But, it didn't change the facts. "He was sick, Tatum. I don't think he really knew what he was doing. I tried getting through to him, but..." he trailed off, looking away. "Well, I'm here with you now, aren't I?"

"not the smartest move on my behalf i'll admit." the redhead was honest. she visibly paled at the mention that stu had been the one to kill her. reaching for the side of her head she shook it. "no he couldn't of - he loved me." tatum swallowed thickly, though what he had said shook her to her bones. "he couldn't have.."

#cquity #Billy:Tatum #mental health tw #death mention tw

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"The cat door." he repeated, trying inwardly to keep his lips from twinging into a coy smile. "I remember hearing about that." He said no more on the topic, not wanting to accidentally offer too much and ensnare himself in the process. "He was all of those things. Until he wasn't. He murdered you, in cold blood. How can you so easily look past that? Was the time you spent with him before all that really so special that it outweighs it?" He wished he could feel that way about things in his own life, but, he was a bitter and vengeful man when it came to those he managed to love.

"see it was quite quick on my end, i really shouldn't of tried to squeeze through the cat door." tatum shook her head, thinking back on her past mistakes. "but i guess here at least we've been given a second chance." she admitted shrugging. "he never acted out against me billy, he was a loving boyfriend - sure at times he was rather goofy and childish but he never did anything to hurt me, i should be glad about that at the end of the day."

#cquity #Billy:Tatum #murder mention tw #death mention tw

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"I think you're diminishing your own view by perpetuating the pointless arguing." He shrugged, throwing her own words back at her rather than wasting time trying to think of any kind of substantial point to make. He knew they may as well be ten minutes back in time for all the chance they'd manage to change the other's mind. "Well, I don't know exactly yet. I just got it back." He answered, honestly. "I work in the movie house. Mostly dealing with troublesome folk with too much to say. Like yourself."

"to a degree but the pointless arguing feels like your diminishing my view." she replied, arching a brow at the other. "well what do you do with your life exactly?" alicent questioned, slightly curious. "i could but after a time doesn't peace become boring? everyone needs something that'll entertain them for a time."

#cquity #Billy:Alicent

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He smirked at her idea of an insult. Caught off guard by the other's need to seemingly be so personal rather than keep the topic of conversation on the flowers rather than the person holding them. "My kind?" he asked, wondering just what exactly she'd meant by that. What did she know, or at least seem to know. "I did my time. Apparently, I'm worthy of a second chance. A new life. Like these flowers should be." As she approached him, he instinctively took a small step back. Not enough to create any great distance between the two, but, just enough that he would have options if by chance she was planning on getting combative. However, his anticipatory gaze turned to one of confused wonder as she offered up the seed, his fingers curling gently around it to try and stop her from rescinding her offer. "You could just do that this whole time?" He blinked, trying to figure out what he'd just been witness to. "Thank you, I guess. But, why would you even come here if you can just make whatever you want appear?"

Maleficent tried to keep her cool while talking to the man but the thought of simply turning him into a rodent did cross her mind a couple of times as she listened to his explanation. "Really?" she asked. "Cheap, dying flowers seem fitting to your kind." Unlike herself, humans were mortal and she couldn't help thinking they were made pretty cheaply in how fast they age and die. His reasoning behind plucking a flower and killing it made no sense to her. Shaking her head, she sighed and figured there was no reasoning with humans. There's only one human that she's found slightly reasonable and that was her daughter who wasn't here on the island. "You're right though," she said, fighting the urge to command the plants to attack him. "They are unique which is why I can't let you take one. However..." Maleficent paused as she walked up to him. Waving a hand over the flowers, she worked her magic and had the flower produce a seed. She handed the seed to the man and said, "You can grow your own now. Just throw it in some dirt and add water then voilà."

#wcnderfulthings #Billy:Maleficent

[loomingdread]

“What do I have to do to prove to you that I'm not a killer?”

#Billy #Inspo #Pics

[loomingdread]

"The ripe old age of eighteen." He smirked, sighing by way of laughing. "I don't think I was the last, but, I don't know for sure. It happened so fast and yet, I remember it feeling like it took forever." He lost eye contact, his gaze skirting around the room to try and find something less oppressive to look at while he mulled over his thoughts and feelings. As she spoke about Stu in such an open and seemingly forgiving way, he couldn't help but return his attention to her, sharpened brows raising in seeming disbelief. "They do, don't they? I mean, when people act out like that...it's usually something bad that happened to them that pushes them to it. Right? I mean, that's understandable, isn't it?"

"you did also?" she questioned, tilting her head to the side curiously. "where you the last victim or did old age get you?" tatum was curious now, he didn't look much older than since she'd last seen him. "wouldn't surprise me honestly." she chuckled softly, taking a mouthful from her coffee. "of course he had things going through his mind - everyone has baggage i guess it's just how they chose to handle it." tatum suggested easily. "even broken people deserve to feel love as well."

#cquity #Billy:Tatum #death mention tw

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"Am I not merely discussing it with you?" He answered, saying no more, but keeping his eyes locked onto her. He didn't think her answer really helped serve her points, but, he didn't care enough to push any further. "I don't bake." He almost went to add in that he had previously baked in school, but, that opened the whole can of worms that was the last year of his life. A story he'd rather not share with someone who seemed to get this heated over something as ignorable as milk. "You should choose peace. That's all I'm saying."

"i'm just voicing my thoughts and opinions, the last time i checked this was a free country and we were able to discuss trivial things like this." she replied politely. "you don't use it for baking?" alicent questioned, tilting her head to the side. "there are so many uses for it besides just simply using it for tea." she explained, shrugging. "'i've never had the opportunity to choose things in my life before, so excuse me for taking the opportunity."

#cquity #Billy:Alicent