another guest, i’m guessing? i’d say i’m surprised you’re still up, but i don’t think the shower’s very quiet at night.. can i get you anything? it might take me a bit longer than luck, but i’m happy to do anything for a friend of theirs.
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idiot.. you ran /right into that/, [ the witch complains, shaking their head even while reaching to steady him. ( are they supposed to touch him? too late now.. ) it’s so easy to imagine hyperion, though, without such a dazed look in his eyes that lucky almost lets go immediately, remembering themself &. the /lack of importance/ that very clearly divides them down the center. ] are you bleeding? let me see, i can’t have you passing out now—-
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[ lucky spits out a mouthful the stuff on his tongue, clearly aggravated at being bested as he sucks a slightly-gelatinous substance from the wound on his . it comes out almost bright purple on the pavement, but what drips from his lips is almost magenta, tinged with the remnants of a venom that would be fatal to almost any human. his mood doesn’t improve upon hearing footsteps to his right—- his blind side as of now, one too many hits dazing the peripheral—- expression sullen as he glances up, forward, so as not to seem eager. ] tonight just /keeps/ getting better, doesn’t it?
⌬ ، ⋆ ▃ ⊹ , ￣ @videtamare: by the bleeding edge of nolatel, you look terrible.. [ hyperion's voice chimes from the corner of the alleyway, maneuvering around the ripe garbage dump that he could smell much more than just human waste in. /stomach-turning/, as if the sight of whatever pseudo-detoxifying ritual the other had went through wasn't enough. ] what kind of .. /u͟g͟h͟ ͟ ͟ ͟ ͟ ͟ ͟/, brawl did you get into this time? ( IT'S A MESS DOWN HERE. ) that beast's remains doesn't smell pleasant at all. \ i͟ ͟ ͟c͟a͟n͟ ͟ ͟f͟e͟e͟l͟ ͟ ͟t͟h͟e͟ ͟ ͟b͟i͟l͟e͟ ͟ ͟.͟.͟ ͟͟ ͟r͟i͟s͟i͟n͟g͟ ͟i͟n͟ ͟ ͟m͟y͟ ͟ ͟t͟h͟r͟o͟a͟t͟ [ each reverberant click had a pause in-between every ‘syllable’: the bounty hunter was displeased, expression twisting into a frown. ] HOW DO YOU STAND IT?
no bounty hunters allowed on /my/ case, sorry.
⌬ ، ⋆ ▃ ⊹ , ￣ @crim3wavv: i expected no less from someone of your prowess, of course. [ the chuckle that leaves his lips is bittersweet, the taste of defeat settling on his tongue like hardening concrete. ] you do make quick work of them, don't you? how do you manage?
you mean the suspect worth of money? * she folded her arms with a cocky smile, * sorry, already found him.
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/look at me./ i’m not playing your little game, asshole. mask off, /now,/ or i’ll show you what this tongue /REALLY/ does. * mayhaps
⌬ ── &͙͙͟&͙͙͟ @febcrs: YOU PROMISE .. ? i'd hate to miss out on it, honest. [ the smirk dancing on his lips was nothing but coy, fingers lingering over the cool metal of the mask, but never removing it, nonetheless. did this man truly think himself ** WORTHY ** of basking in his image? daiyu couldn't stifle the laugh forcing it's way past sanguine - stained lips. ] if you're /that/ eager to see my face, you're going to have to EARN IT, boy toy. i wouldn't let you see such .. DIVINE beauty for free.
* wtach me go absolutely NUTS
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