𝓜ₐ𝔯𝔨.
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Quite possibly the biggest airball I've seen today

(ares takes a step back, as to get a better view—this was her favorite. the smell of fear irradiating off of mal, yet she can’t help but listen anyway. fear is submission, after all. lesson #1 in ares’

i’m waiting.

most beautiful, huh? ha. don’t make me laugh. prove it.

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[ He tensed as Mal floated over. An exhale left him and he turned to face him, grimacing. ] Nice to… see you too. Uh… I’m here for the booze? Mostly… [ He supplied, gesturing to the red cup in his grasp. He felt the awkwardness palpably. ]

[ He was mid sip when he spotted Mal. The sight took him off guard and he nearly choked, thumping his fist to his chest as he swallowed down the booze. Guilt immediately clawed his insides from their last interaction. Maybe he could just.... Power made the attempt to slip away. ]

[ Mark was slightly away from the larger crowd of people. Parties had never been his thing- he'd never been been invited to one! He held the red solo cup in his hand, eyes flitting around nervously as if trying to find someone to strike up a conversation with. ] #INVINCIPARTY //








