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@SingsLikeSteel
What darkness gives, I take away in a song of blood and steel. RP21+ MDNI #Fandomless #OC #RP #ℜ𝔲𝔦𝔫
Katılım Aralık 2011
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"You have my soul, 'Deus and not a damn inch more. Never again.
The only one telling themselves any lies at this stage, 𝙞𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪."
Asmodeus@BeckoningWrath
Always mine. Forever. The silver lynx I rescued will ever remember to whom she's indebted, no matter where it's head rests. Your heart will always be with me, no matter what lie you seek to tell yourself. Remember that.
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@Vice_Drifter "When?"
Another small sip, letting go of his hand, preparing to get her answer to slip back into her seat. There's someone across the way eyeing up the nice visual her ass makes, and she can feel it like an unwanted hand.
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@SingsLikeSteel He glanced from the window and her way, partway cocking an eyebrow to her inquiry. He didn’t answer yet, letting a moment drag which questioned if he wanted to. And through her seductive nuances he was like stone. Though no less attracted.
“Bank job. In and out.”
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@DelicaEremition "As I said, names Valarie, but /you/ haven't given me yours, neighbor."
She spins the butterfly knife with expert ease between her fingers, clearly intent on keeping it, premonition or no.
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@DelicaEremition ~ assumptions of me there though Sugar. I'm sure I'm nothin' you've ever seen before."
She holds her ground, a mild contempt behind her eyes, a hairtrigger that doesn't need much to light it, but hyper vigilance keeps her assessing, and calm.
"So, what's in 3 days?"
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@DelicaEremition ~ flirtatious air is now all business, content that whatever this /particular/ unusual was, wasn't getting past the divine field of protection her gloves imbued her with.
Asmodeus had done her a great service in that at least. Heartbreaking bastard...
"Making a lot of ~
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@DelicaEremition //"Careful with the mind-reading sweetness, these glove's give the attempt a massive headache, and not cause I hit people with them." Wink.
Happy to amuse~
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@Hellblazer88666 ~ face at another prospect. "God there's not a second one—?"
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@Hellblazer88666 ~ but a manicured nail looking more threatening directed his way that she sounds.
"And while we're talking about pots calling kettles black, you are /absolutey/ not one to talk.—And, didn't you just say you deported that sorry sucker back to fiery pastures?" All play leaves her~
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@DelicaEremition ~ Endurance. Speed. Unnatural awareness, all gifts from her divine fingerless biker gloves, a pretty pearlescent white.
"So... not friends?"
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@DelicaEremition "Uh..." no name given, but maybe something more akin to a parlour trick—to the uninitiated.
Her brows drop, cinch, a step back. Full alert and raring to go at a moments notice when a single fist is made, activing a singular glove imbueing a discreet energy to map her internals.~
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