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you still should've verified first that the intel was reliable before blindly jumping in  [  he chose to keep his scolding short as they arrived at what looked like vincent's abode.  he promptly shifted xenia to sit upon one arm as the other opened its door,  allowing them to later enter inside and for the door to be safely locked  ]  i only arrived so fast due to my home being nearby where you were located,  that's all  [  he replied,  hiding his worry behind words of convenience as he settled the other to lean back against the living room's sofa  ]  now,  stay here and be sure not to strain yourself while i grab some medical supplies,  alright?

@judgements ⠀▋ ⤼
             ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀it was ... hardly as if the intel led me to believe there were multiple.     ₍  she speaks through gritted teeth,  pliant and sore, where he lets the executioner hold her.   a hand braces itself against his collarbone, the other holds to the jacket around her.   ₎     you also should not have come alone .. were you so worried for me?  it is almost foolish. 

[  vincent lightly scolded as he carried his injured colleague out from the alleyway he'd found her in.  xenia remained secured in his arms with his own coat being draped over her frame to keep her warm  ]  what made you think you could handle a mission where you were clearly outnumbered without any back-up?

@judgements ⠀▋⠀⤼
            ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀the usual is fine. it is our safest option.  you know I truly dislike being interrupted for our lunches.  especially by pests.

then it's settled.  shall we go to the usual place,  or is there somewhere else you have in mind?

@judgements    ▋  ⤼
            ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀i have not.   I was just about to see if you were free.  if you'll have me,  i'd like to be a part of such a familiar company. 

.ᐟ   @witheron ⠀◞       ...I don't.  are you done now? 

*  @venatorr  ›  because i wore it for you, do you dislike it? i’ll try another one.

.ᐟ   @witheron   ◞      why are you bothering me with such things? 

.ᐟ   @witheron ⠀◞        you really think I would believe what you did to that girl was out of /compassion/?       ﴾  the question is sharp, bitter with distrust.  purple eyes narrow, lips that were pressed into a line curl down, and her arms cross tightly under her chest.   ﴿     you must think me an idiot. I know your kind. you are all as deceitful as each other. 

*  @venatorr  ›  [ long, cured nails dig into the soft fabric of her white dress. delicate features scrunch, and it was a clear vocalization of her displeasure to such words. ]   i did it because i wanted them to live as if nothing else had happened.  [ the taste of the noble girl, bitter on her tongue. eyebrows scrunch together, ]   i thought i was doing the right thing, i’m not trying to lie.

 .ᐟ   @witheron    ◞           ha!  why  should I rryst a word that leaves your false lips?  you have lived a life on a lie.  yet you expect me to believe of honesty? 

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀  ⠀⠀⦋  mature  ,  heavy  themes  ⦌

⠀⠀ᵉʳⁱˡⁱᵃ⠀⠀▋        church     governed    planet 
                VERMIN  were  creatures left behind from the
                swarm disaster.    they interbred with nature 
                and life,    hiding their putrid selves  amongst 
                the innoncent common folk.     pretending to
                be something they are not. 
            ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀the  church,  a religious place 
                of power and ORDER  points the gavel at who
                is guilty.    hunters  are  the ones  who  swing 
                the blade.    VERMIN  are  the  ones  that 
                fall to it. 
                                very  few oppose the church's  rule. 
                if they do, they are met with similar fates to
                the creatures they try to save.  in the end , 
                all are powerless  against  the  people they 
                appoint.     not that it matters.   as they will
                sit quietly in fear as long as they can point 
                 their hatred outwards.  

⠀⠀ᵛⁱᵒˡᵉᵗ  ⠀▋               hunter   :     tracker     
                 they took everything from you.  these vermin.
                 the blood of PROPOGATION  courses in
                 those filthy veins.     they  infiltrated your life,
                 manipulated your trust, and ripped apart the
                 little family you had left.  
            ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀even your closest friend 
                 turned out to be a lie in the end.   you swore
                 on your parents'  graves that day .. that this
                 torment  of falsehoods  will end by  your 
                 own hand.  

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@destinals    ◞      I could not --  no .. it is mine to study.. 

@destinals  ◞     hurt-?   ahaha.. no, no it is necessity.  pain is a temp.. temporary thing --  

;   i swear i saw ur profile and i audibly gasped bc i was scrolling wpd while PLAYING finsen OMFG 

@embalmere    / HES SO FINE BRO I HAD TO