Adam Monroe: Heroes

Adam Monroe ● NBC's Heroes Multi-verse/ship ● OC & AU Friendly Selective ● 18+ ● Occasionally NSFW

[bloodyimmortal]

          Adam Monroe | NBC's Heroes ❝ First you show me that I can be harmed by no weapon,           and then you cut me deeper than any blade possibly could. ❞

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[bloodyimmortal]

gxdscnd​:​

Claire’s hand moved back to his face, thumb rubbing Adam’s cheek gently. Her own tears were finally coming to a stop, though eyes and face were still a bit red. His words made the blonde’s lips turn up into a smile. “Thank you.” Part of her hadn’t expected Adam to agree. Despite their growing closeness, he still wasn’t the most open person, but maybe she really was making a difference. Changing the immortal. 

And then he licked the blood off her chin. Eyes narrowed in confusion, laugh escaping the blonde’s lips. “Did you–” It was definitely one of the weirdest things Adam had done, at least the weirdest in a few days. But Claire didn’t finish, instead just meeting his gaze for a few short minutes before leaning forward. Her lips pressed against Adam’s gently, almost hesitantly, whispering into the kiss. “Do you promise?”

          When she laughed, Adam couldn’t help grinning wide, as his plan to lighten the mood had worked. Two birds with one stone. “...Did I just save your shirt from a crimson fate? Absolutely,” he said playfully before expression began returning to a more serious one as attention remained glued to her, wondering what she was thinking... what she was about to say next. The immortal couldn’t remember the last time he had such an emotional conversation before. It had to have been at least thirty years, of course, if not more. He’d forgotten just how much it took out of him, but Claire was worth it.

          Eyes closed at the feeling of her lips against his, a soft hum of confirmation given at her question before he returned the whisper, “I promise, my love.” With that taken care of, Adam continued the kiss from where she left off, slow, thoughtful, and erring on the side of modest. This was a milestone in their relationship, something to be cherished, and eventually looked back upon together as the decades passed. Perhaps one day she would see the world as he did, but until then, he would try his damnest to see it like she did.

[bloodyimmortal]

gxdscnd​:​

Brow shot up at Adam’s reply. “Okay…” Was she expecting this? Not really, but the brunette wasn’t going to try convincing him otherwise. What would be the point given his ability? No matter what Adam did, he’d be fine in the end. Did that stop her from being moderately worried? Not at all. One misstep or other wrong move would have the axe landing right in the immortal’s kill spot. 

Her expression didn’t change much at Adam’s clear display of twirling the axe around a few times. Sure she was impressed slightly, but knowing how pompous Adam could be, it was completely expected. 

And then he threw the axe into the air before making some intense flips and catches. She licked her lips, watching for a moment with a somewhat irritated expression on her face. When Adam finally finished, her eyes darted over him before meeting his blue eyes. “Impressive enough.” Okay, she was more than impressed, but wasn’t going to let Adam know that. Not yet anyway. 

          At her words, Adam blinked a few times. “Impressive enough...?” he repeated with a hint of disbelief in his voice. Did she know how long it had taken him to perfect that performance? “I’ll have you know, it was that move that saved me from many fights back in the day... won me many bets... melted many panties...” Normally, he would not have revealed that last fact to her, but the immortal was annoyed.

          Chin raised as Adam began unbuttoning his shirt, baby blues giving her an intense glare as he walked past her, heading for the door. “Speaking of, I do hope you have a comfortable thong to wear with your Halloween costume, with how the back of it is... cut.” Surely she had looked over what Adam had picked out for them by now. But if not, she was in for quite a surprise. “I’m sure you’ll make a lovely bunny,” he finished with mock sincerity as shirt slid from broad shoulders, teasing her with a glimpse of his bare back before turning the corner to head for the shower.

[iwoulddieforprince]

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[bloodyimmortal]

deathrecovered​:

muse: anya green status: closed - @bloodyimmortal​

anya absolutely hated when she had to fall back into her old life, a life that she’d hoped to leave when she’d ‘died.’ unfortunately for her, new documents were pricy and very much needed. so, she’d bitten the bullet and contacted her sister to help her get a job. eight hours and a quick plane ride later, she found herself in the back of a luxurious car on her way to meet her new employer. her thumb glided over her phone screen, re-reading the texts containing the little information that cassandra had gleaned for her. a corporate douchebag, a party, and a safe containing some important company information. it also seemed like she would have a partner, a fact that deeply displeased her. the only person that she was comfortable working with was her little sister because she knew that cassandra wouldn’t leave her for dead if things went south. plus, if she was forced to use her abilities, she knew that she wouldn’t be outed to the wrong people for it. but new people? new people were dangerous and unpredictable, a wildcard that would keep anya on edge until the job was over and she was able to leave. still, she needed the money and this was the only thing that cassandra could find for her on such short notice. she tucked her phone into the bag that she’d brought with her as the car pulled in front of her new employer’s house and silently braced herself for the meeting to come. the chauffer opened the door for her before silently leading her inside. the usual bout of nerves kicked up, twisting her stomach in knots as they made their way into the empoloyer’s office. the chauffer knocked on the door twice, opened it to announce her arrival, before stepping aside to allow her access to the room. anya took a deep breath as the door shut behind her, forcing a friendly but professional smile as she moved across the room to shake the man’s hand. the office was decorated in cool tones of metal, black wood, and glass. a coldly modern office with no personal touches that she could pick out. “thank you for allowing me to work for you on such notice. cassandra -” he cut her off with a lift of his hand. “it’s no problem.” thick accent. russian, perhaps? “meet your partner.” he motioned to the blond man close to her, causing her to shift her gaze from her employer to him. despite her displeasure at having a partner, anya still strove to remain cordial and professional as she turned to him and offered a hand to shake. “pleasure. i’m anya.” her green eyes swept over him critically, silently trying to size him up and figure him out.

          Normally, the immortal wouldn’t have accepted a partner so easily, but this time was different. Adam’s employer, knowing how stubborn he was, agreed to allow him to choose one from the suitable candidates. At first, he refused... That was, until the newest name had been thrown into the hat. Using his underground resources to gather info had led to approving the woman currently making her way into the room. If his hunch based on the intel was correct, there was a chance she was like him — an evolved human.

          Although one couldn’t tell such a thing by simply looking, Adam’s gaze remained on her, analyzing her body language for more clues. Worst-case scenario, she wasn’t special. But at least the investigation into her revealed she was a decent thief, and life would go on, simply business as usual. When she turned her attention to him, the immortal gave his most charming smile as he shook her hand. “The pleasure’s all mine, love. Name’s Adam. Welcome aboard,” he said with a subtle bow of his head.

          With the pleasantries out of the way, it was time to begin planning. “I hate to get right down to business, but how we go about our mission depends on what tactic you’d prefer to use — stealthy or the fun way.” Brows raised playfully with the word fun. Either approach was sufficient and would work fine, but her reaction, which one she chose, would reveal a bit more about her and possibly what ability she had. Arms crossed as Adam continued to explain. “The stealthy way is just as it sounds — catsuits and gadgets to get us in and out undetected. This is quicker yet trickier... On the other hand, the fun way, we blend in and use opportunities as they are presented to us using predictable human behavior. This takes longer but is pretty much easy mode... Anyway, the choice is entirely up to you. I don’t mind either way, as I will look dashing in either outfit.”

[bloodyimmortal]

gxdscnd​:​

Claire gave him dirty look at his country comment, but brushed it off. TECHNICALLY, Adam wasn’t wrong. That’s what growing up in Texas would do to you? Occasionally her twang came out, usually when the blonde was angry or taken by surprise. “I know.”

She sat there in silence for a moment, enjoying the cuddling and coming down from the high. However, Adam’s next statement made Claire pull away, looking at him with an irritated expression. “Whatever you say…” She wasn’t really in the mood to discuss her lack of experience in that area. Thankfully, his desire for a blanket distracted her. 

“No, leave them alone…” Arm wrapped around Adam to keep him from running off and bullying the college students. She had a soft spot for the nerds, truthfully. Zach had been a bit of a nerd and was her best friend back in the day while all her fellow cheerleaders were fake. 

          With the looks Claire was giving him, Adam decided it would be best not to say another word he wasn’t absolutely sure of. But in his condition, could he really trust himself? Never had a food so small had such a big effect on him before. “Fine, as you wish, love.” And so, instead of plundering a blanket from elsewhere, he reached over to steal the tablecloth from the table beside them. “When do you suppose this will wear off? I used to know such info, but I’ve forgotten... and in this state, I wouldn’t believe me if my tongue came notarized. I mean, right now, the sky is bloody purple and pink to me.” After covering them up, he made himself comfortable, wrapping an arm around her and kissing her forehead before closing his eyes. “My apologies... for everything I said while like this,” he whispered in a sincere tone.

                    a few hours later~

          With a yawn, Adam woke, eyes fluttering for a moment as they adjusted to the light. The first thing noticed was that he felt normal again. “Thank the gods,” he mumbled to himself before brows hiked high at the second thing he noticed. Then quiet laughter, as the immortal couldn’t help himself. Yes, some prankster had written on Claire while she was sleeping. She now had the cutest whiskers, a triangle nose, and the obligatory cat mouth. After licking his finger, he attempted to gently wipe off the graffiti with just enough force to see if it was permanent marker, trying not to wake her in the process. “Oh, bollocks...” he uttered through a chuckle of amusement as it became apparent the ink was, of course, not budging.

[cheryl-blossom-moved]

[bloodyimmortal]

gxdscnd​:​

The moment Adam’s lips quirked into a grin, Shay pulled the gun from his pocket. His hand flew just past her ear, hitting the man in the throat. HARD, causing them to stumble back several feet and fall into a small shelving unit. A few items crashed to the floor just as the immortal grabbed him. But Shay grabbed onto a pillar, steadying herself for a moment as she watched Adam. 

Maybe he was a little bit of a badass, not that the brunette hadn’t already learned that a while ago.

Eyes didn’t leave Adam as he pulled out his own knife and rammed it into the man’s gut. Watching the immortal lose his shit, becoming just a tiny bit unhinged and over protective, was oddly attractive. However, before Shay could truly appreciate the scene and how far Adam dug his knife in, a man snuck up behind him. 

Instinctively, her hand came up, pointing the gun in Adam’s direction just as the immortal stood. “Sorry, lover.” The apology wasn’t for the betrayal that was inevitably running through his head, but for the likelihood that she was likely going to graze his ear. 

          So focused on his revenge, the bloodlust he happily allowed himself to indulge in, Adam hadn’t considered the possibility of reinforcements from behind. At Shay’s words, attention returned to her as baby blues widened. Everything was happening so fast, and now she was pointing a gun at him...? Mouth opened to speak, probably some smartass remark, but before a sound was uttered, the weapon went off. Eyes instinctively snapped closed as fate ran its course.

          Silence... eventually broken by a body hitting the floor with a thump... and then again by a rather annoyed Englishman. “Bloody hell, woman...” Hand cupped his ear as he breathed through clinched teeth. It was like a paper cut, in a way, as such wounds stung if Adam hadn’t built up tolerance in that area. And in all his years, his ears had rarely been tampered with. And so, the unfamiliar feeling of pain swept through him a moment as the skin from the side of his face and shell of his ear regrew itself. But it wasn’t her fault, as the immortal hadn’t mentioned this minor detail to her before.

          Glancing back, Adam surveyed her kill. “Excellent work, love. Just a tip for next time though — unless I’m wearing one of my expensive suits, feel free to shoot through my shoulder or such, won’t hurt that way.” As he spoke, knife was sheathed before one of the other hidden guns was pulled from his clothing and readied. “He came from there, yes?” Aiming toward the back door, the immortal walked toward it. “So, we either go in, guns blazing, or we retreat, back into the crowd?” Where they could attempt the same tactic again. “I have a better idea — you hide,” he nodded toward a suitable place in the store, “while I go in and take them out.” He absolutely knew she wasn’t going to go for this plan, but he was at least going to try.

[bloodyimmortal]

gxdscnd​:​

Shay leaned up on her toes slightly, angling the blade so she could get the small space just below his nose. Adam’s response to her last question made her smirk slightly, eyes darting between his and the razor. “Interesting choice.” Though the rest of his words made sense. It always came down to love, didn’t it? No matter how many times people tried to cut their emotions out of the equation, feelings always found their way in. 

After a few small strokes, she rinsed the blade again and raised it to his other cheek, pausing for a brief moment before pulling it across the skin. “Sounds like it. I can’t imagine many would have been okay with that back then.” If anything, Shay would have expected any woman in that era to turn him in or run screaming at the sight or mention of Adam’s ability. 

Fingers of her free hand turned his chin away from her before dancing along Adam’s cheek. She’d been pondering her next question since starting this conversation and now seemed the appropriate to ask it. Adam would know what she meant and hopefully he’d answer it. “How many have you had?” The razor glided across his chin one last time before she set it down,  taking a hand towel to wipe the excess shaving cream from his face. 

          Enjoying the pampering, Adam couldn’t help relaxing, the fingertips along her waist drumming absently as she continued. “Even joking about such things back then... was quite dangerous with how superstitious most were and how rumors spread.” Sure, there were groups that were accepting, but they were shunned by most of society as well. “I knew telling her would be a gamble, but I allowed my intuition to guide me. Yes, I had a bag packed as my backup plan, in case she didn’t take it well, but luckily, it was not needed.” Even with how many times his life had been put on the line, threatened, actually died, it was revealing the truth to her that remained one of the immortal’s most suspenseful moments.

          At her question, hands stilled. For a split second, Adam’s suspicious nature slipped out, having him wonder what was her goal in asking such a thing... But that thought was pushed aside. She was simply curious, nothing more. Gaze met hers as she patted the towel to his face. “Ten,” he answered softly. Which wasn’t a lot for almost four centuries, especially considering most of them didn’t work out very well. “One called me a devil as she fled from me. Another, after finding out about my ability, drank herself to death. And one killed me with help from the man she was cheating on me with... So, needless to say, they weren’t ten happy marriages.” Tying the knot wasn’t guaranteed bliss. It was actually meaningless, most of the time, if he was honest. But when it worked out, it was worth it, he supposed.

[bloodyimmortal]

gxdscnd​:​

Head rested against the door frame as she watched Adam, the blade gliding along his cheek and down the side of his chin. “Yeah, yeah.” She mumbled, smirking at Adam as he corrected her about the age. Mostly Shay kept forgetting, but a small part of her did it to get under his skin a little. She watched him for a few moments, listening to Adam’s answers, tongue running over her lips. 

When  he finished, she walked over to him, gently taking the blade from his hand and rinsing it off under the faucet. The handle had an old design, obviously Asian, but she didn’t know from where. Shay let it sit in her hand for a moment, getting used to the weight and shape before tilting Adam’s chin back and brining the blade to his skin. 

“I’m just curious.” The blade glided across his skin slowly, starting at the base of his neck going under the immortal’s chin. “You’ve lived a long time. Consider it my way of getting to know what kind of man you are,” Her lips lifted into a small smile as she rinsed the razor again. “If we’re going to be partners and…whatever else we are, then I want to know you better.” Shay paused again, eyes following the blade as she drew it across his cheek this time before meeting his eyes. “What about your favorite personal era?”

          Secretly, Adam had hoped Shay would take the reins. Not that he needed the help, but, it was nice... An intimate gesture, even with his regeneration ensuring she couldn’t accidentally harm him. And, not to mention, the immortal loved when women doted on him. So the blade was surrendered to her, baby blues watching fondly as she began the task at hand. “Ah, I see. Simply normal curiosity. Understandable.” Of course, he wanted to get to know her better as well, but what she chose to tell him and when told a whole story in itself. And being a patient man, he didn’t want to accidentally cause her to feel rushed in opening up, either.

          Allowing her fingertips to guide the angle of his chin as needed, hands tightened the towel at his waist before moving to rest along her hips. “My favorite personal era...” Adam repeated, buying him more time to figure out the best way to word his answer. “I suppose that will depend on you, love. No pressure,” he finished with a playful smirk before continuing in a more thoughtful tone. “Seriously though, I would have to say the late seventeen hundreds, where I met the woman I would live to have the longest lasting marriage with... Sixty-two years of wedded bliss. I told her from the beginning — once I thought she could handle it, that is — about my ability... she accepted it as I had predicted she would. Angelica was a very open-minded woman for the era.”

[bloodyimmortal]

gxdscnd​:

@bloodyimmortal​ | semi-plotted

There was still so much to learn about him. So much history and pain and who knew what else. But she knew that part of him wasn’t going to open up unless prompted. Adam, from what the brunette had seen, wasn’t the type to just share willingly. And admittedly, Shay was a little, A LOT, curious. 

Leaning against the door with arms crossed over her chest, she watched him. “In your 400 years, what is your favorite era?” This was a gateway question. What the brunette really wanted to ask would have to come later, when it was less awkward. 

          Although footsteps were subtle, Adam could hear her approaching. Eventually, Shay appeared in the doorway, filling the corner of his eye as he continued with the morning task at hand. The razor dragged across his skin, raking the white shaving cream and leaving smoothness behind. Her body language told that the immortal was going to hear about something, just wasn’t sure what exactly.

          At her question, he paused to rinse the razor off under the running water as he glanced over with a sweet smile... still half covered in shaving foam. “Almost four hundred years,” Adam corrected in a playful tone. “What an interesting question. I suppose there are two answers though — my favorite era for myself, and my favorite era for the world.” And it was the world that was easier to explain, so as he lifted the razor up to continue, the immortal began, “I’d have to say, for the world, this era is beginning to look promising. Yes, I know it’s still very grim, but long ago, it was much worse... there simply wasn’t technology to broadcast it, to warn others. I witnessed such atrocities with my own eyes... But today, people are fighting back, things are changing, slowly but surely.” Or at least, he wanted to believe that. “May I ask what brought this question on?” Now he was curious.

[bloodyimmortal]

gxdscnd​:

Despite Adam’s words and gestures, the blonde couldn’t help but to worry. She knew what he’d planned, but there were people out there who’d figure it out sooner or later. With her luck it would be sooner, but Claire kept that to herself for now not wanting to spoil his good mood so soon. Though his comment about dying their hair made her snort and give an exaggerated eye roll. “I think red would suit me better…” The blonde was half joking. Brunette just seemed too dark a color for her. 

But his question about what they should do had Claire pausing, eyes slowly glancing around the room in thought. After a moment, she turned to the brochures, listening to him describe all the activities. Her lips curled up into a slightly delayed grin at the mention of glowing reindeer noses. “You’re ridiculous.” Gaze moved to meet him as the immortal bit her lip. “I’ve never seen snow before today. Maybe we just do, I don’t know, basic snow things.”

          For a split second, Adam attempted to imagine Claire with red hair. It was a strange picture, that was for sure. Not bad at all, but would take some getting used to. “No matter the shade, you would remain just as beautiful,” he couldn’t help adding, as doting on his girlfriend was one of his favorite hobbies. And when she called him ridiculous, he knew he had accomplished his mission of amusing her.

          “Basic snow things,” he repeated, a hint of questioning in his tone. There was so much one could do in the snow, really. Most of the usual things were boring though, so time to put a twist on it. “Hmm... alright, one of the most common activities when playing in the snow is building a snowman. But ours will not be an ordinary snowman, no...” A map of the place was presented to Claire on the table. “We go here,” finger pointed to one of the side entrances, “and one of us makes the other into a snowperson. Whoever is not undercover will signal to the other via sound when a suitable target approaches. When the unsuspecting target walks by, whoever is encased in ice will jump out, surprising the bypasser... It’ll be glorious.”

[bloodyimmortal]

gxdscnd​:

Lips stayed pulled into a smile at the immortal’s words, eyes darting over to survey the tree. “I don’t think I’ve had a real tree since…my dad was alive.” And then he mentioned eggnog. Brow shot up slightly, grin widening a bit just before Adam pulled her closer. “Honestly–” The brunette sighed and rested her head on his chest, eyes closing. “–I have no idea what the fuck I did to deserve any of this.” Adam was the most giving person she’d met in a while, and other than fight to protect each other from the government, Shay had no clue why he was like this with her. 

But his last words made the brunette roll her eyes and glance back up at him. “You dirty old man.” She wasn’t going to admit that this was her fault for wearing Christmas lingerie. 

          Not wanting to bring down the mood, Adam refrained from asking questions about her father, just content in the fact he was able to give her something she hadn’t had in a while. And now that he thought about it, he couldn’t remember the last time a real Christmas tree was in his presence, either. As she rested her head on him, a hand moved to gently run fingers through the back of her hair while she spoke. “...There is nothing I can say here that won’t sound cliche, but, you make me smile, laugh... you quell the rage inside me. Being around you, it’s relaxing. And even when it’s not, it’s the good kind of chaos.” A pause to place a soft kiss to her forehead. “To put it simply — you make me happier than I’ve been in decades.”

          Like now, when she called him a dirty old man, Adam couldn’t help but give a quiet laugh as expression turned faux indignant. “I would argue with you, but technically, you are correct, love... But I’m your dirty old man, and you apparently take great joy in bringing that side out of me, as evidenced by your current scant attire,” he finished as a hand slid down to give her a playful smack on the ass.

[bloodyimmortal]

elastixhearts​:

               ❝ Your lady? Anyone I might know? ❞ Claude hadn’t inquired about Adam’s relationships before, or if there had been a ‘lack’ of relationships. Quite frankly, he wasn’t one to stick his nose in other’s businesses, not really caring much for who was mushy for who. Still, he did consider Adam a friend, so he might as well wonder who he was seeing. ❝ I shouldn’t be too far. No plan is set in stone once I touch ground there. It’s been ages since I’ve been and I’m sure there’s much that’ve changed. Might take advantage of some new sightseeing. ❞

          “Shay Sloan. You may have heard me talk about her before in passing, as she’s a sonokinetic, one of our allies.” Adam was a bit shocked Claude had follow-up questions, but it was nice in a way, adding a bit of normalcy to their very abnormal lives. “In fact, the other day, she asked me the most curious question... asked me to marry her. Apparently, that’s a common practice now — the lady asking the bloke. Not complaining, simply pleasantly surprised... Anyway, getting to my point, seeing as I said yes, I’m going to need a best man...” With the expectant look the immortal gave him, it was clear what he was asking.

[bloodyimmortal]

gxdscnd​:

A grin played at her lips as the immortal sauntered over. “Well–” She smirked, chin jutting slightly, eyes just barely closing as his fingers reached out to touch her neck. It was such an intimate gesture and admittedly one of her favorites. “–I have to admit, whoever said that was right. Why do you think this is your GIFT?” After a moment, her hand came up to grasp his, eyes opening to look at the tree he’d brought. “Is that mine?”

          Smile widened as she spoke. “And I could not ask for a better present. I’ll unwrap you with my teeth shortly, but right now, yes, this is just the beginning of my gifts to you — an authentic Christmas tree.” There was a box of new ornaments in the other room as well, but Adam would surprise her with those in a moment. “I also brought food and the best eggnog money can buy.” Arms wrapped around her, pulling her into a warm embrace. “Thought we could celebrate and dress the tree together... before I undress you, that is.” It would be interesting, her walking around in nothing except that outfit.

[bloodyimmortal]

gxdscnd​:​

She pursed her lips at Adam, wondering how many times he’d ACTUALLY been hunted down. Thirty seemed a little low for someone who’d lived as long as he had. Fifty or seventy five seemed more reasonable. At least. But he’d probably lost count.

And then he was moving his jacket and unbuttoning his shirt. “Umm–” Eyes darted to his forearms as he started rolling up his sleeves and then back to Adam’s face. “–what are you doing?” It was only mildly obvious, and becoming clearer as he gestured towards the chests lining the wall. “Wait, seriously?” The brunette squinted at him for a moment before slowly walking over and opening them, eyes staying on the the immortal. After a few seconds, Shay turned back to to the weapons and pulled out a small battle axe. It was heavier than expected, but she turned back to Adam nonetheless. 

“Okay. Now what?”

          “You require proof of me being a badass, so I’m about to give it to you,” Adam said casually as he observed her, secretly hoping she chose the nunchaku. A brow raised as she pulled out the battle axe. Yes, he could work with that — had a few fancy moves for every weapon in the box, in fact — just wasn’t as flashy in his opinion and he’d have to be careful of the ceiling clearance. After taping a paper bullseye to the wall, he turned to her with a pleasant smile that bordered on smug to take the axe from her. “Now, you stand a safe distance away... and simply watch.”

          Although the immortal hadn’t done this move in a while, after practicing such things for centuries, it was like riding a bike. As he made his way to the other side of the room, away from the target, Adam juggled and twirled the axe, getting used to its weight again. A pause as baby blues focused, judging the distances and such. After a deep breath, he dashed forward, the weapon launching up in the air, spinning over him while he performed a front flip, to be caught in the other hand before a repeat performance. This time over a hand-free front flip that ended with the axe being caught and instantly chucked, flying across the room to bury the blade in the center of the bullseye. With a subtle stretch of his back, he stood up straight and crossed his arms as he looked over at her. “I do hope that was satisfactory, my dear...”

[bloodyimmortal]

loverslanetm​:

Following him along almost like a puppy she nods in agreement to his words. Trying to imagine what that is like..having to experience so much pain and somehow being numb to it by now. “ Well…it …must suck to be numb to it..i’m sure the road to that was paved with unimaginable pain….Luckily I ..so far haven’t really been …experimented on or something of the sort. Though if they catch me they probably would….do so..i imagine it’s human nature to want to take apart the thing that you can’t understand and then put it back together somehow.” 

          “Yes — human nature.” A concept Adam knew better than most and one of the main reasons for his past attempts to reset everything, to hopefully rewire human nature altogether. “And your luck continues, because they will not be capturing you today either.” Eventually, the elevator delivered them to the top floor, his penthouse. “Please, make yourself at home,” he said with a wave of his hand toward the livingroom that was complete with minibar. “Anything I can get you, let me know. I’m going to start off with a drink. Would you care for one as well?”