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BOUND... BOUND... BOUND BY FLESH! FREED... FREED... FREED BY BLOOD!
Phantom of the Opera (2004)
Artwork by VALUN
My Guardian Angel
both from Mary Evans Picture Library
Theodore Major (1908–1999), “Skeleton With Flag”
oil on board, n.d.
Awake, O sleeper, and arise from the dead,
and Christ will shine on you.
Ephesians 5:14
Theodore Major (1908–1999), “Skeleton With Flag”
oil on board, n.d.
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The amount of shit Adam does not give when people talk to him about what he does.
Like
' Omfg bro. Yes. I kill women and children for money. God damn. Like, fuck bro. I might just do it for fun sometimes. You have to urn the whole boogieman status thing. No half measures.' he is so bored when people try to act dissapointed or disgusted.
'Yes I am a bad man. Can we fucking move it along?'
Did... did Adam Smasher just use an emoticon? She squints at that, ponders the chances of hallucination before she comes to her usual conclusion of 'fuck it'.
[TXT]: only one way to find out
The text is followed up by her dropping her location to him. Yep, all the way down in Pacifica.
[TXT]: bring your A game or i'll be sad
There would be a few moments of silence only for it to all be broken by the sound of steel slamming into concrete and an explosion that sent a small fireball into the air. His large form would reveal itself through the thick smoke, eyes glowing a malignant red as always. The Earth beneath him seemed to shake at his approach.
Once he'd zeroed in on her location he'd turn his head out of playful curiosity. When he finally spoke his tone was noticeably less bored than he usually sounded.
" I hope it didn't require stealth. Done fucked that up already."
Shakily offering medbooster
Well screw it, don't look a gift horse in the mouth.
I hate this fucker
He needed a drink...
there was a fair chance that the truth, the actual truth, was being laid out before her as plain as day, with no manipulation or small-print needed : and if rogue were to take a moment or two to push down every well known trauma response and throw caution to the wind, she would most likely agree that she could cut and run without any real repercussions. what was done was done, and warranted or not she'd more than paid for it.
it was the truth. but she couldn't be expected to really believe it.
in her mind the truth had been distorted in the blink of an eye, the reasonable voices losing out to those who saw the concept of PERMISSION TO RUN as nothing more than a trap.
she's told that it can all end > she chooses to believe it > it was nothing more than a failed test and in the end she's back at square one, paying off debts she ought not be on the hook for to begin with.
it wasn't worth the risk.
" this your way of telling me you're bored? set me loose, let me enjoy the head start, and then you get the chance to play bloodhound ── do a little world traveling before you drag me back here, all while earning another gold star in the process? "
" My way of sayin I think you represent more than the hate and love I feel for ya. I don't know what I want really. I see you and I think I wanna kill you in all kinda ways for chooshin' him over me. I wanna love you the way he never could either. I don't know if its cause I am in love with ya or if I hate him. Guess when you put those things together I was wantin' to preserve ya.
I wanna know you are out there, doin what you do. Bein' you whatever you be. Just doin' it where I can ignore it, make what I want out of it without knowin. Want you to just be without any of the baggage."
He'd shrug.
" Been so long. Don't wanna be the only thing I recognize in this world. Want something' I understand out there. Even if its far away. Far far away where I can't fuck it up. That clear enough for you? "