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sick of all these people talking, sick of all this noise. tired of all these cameras flashing, sick of being poised. now my neck is open wide, begging for a fist around it. already choking on my pride, so there’s no use ;CRYING ABOUT IT.

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sick of all these people talking, sick of all this noise. tired of all these cameras flashing, sick of being poised. now my neck is open wide, begging for a fist around it. already choking on my pride, so there’s no use ;CRYING ABOUT IT.

( canon & original characters | written by rachie }

#low key self promo #come find me here after work

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sick of all these people talking, sick of all this noise. tired of all these cameras flashing, sick of being poised. now my neck is open wide, begging for a fist around it. already choking on my pride, so there’s no use ;CRYING ABOUT IT.

( canon & original characters | written by rachie }

#lowkey self promo #gonna be over here for most of today just bc i have a lot of replies and muse

“I don’t know if you’ve noticed but my entire family is dead. Have you considered the notion that I might want them back?”

❝ Bringing people back from the dead typically never ends well and secondly I don’t have enough crystals to bring back everyone.❞

#striixwitch

❛ i don’t know about that , faye. it still gets me pretty far , you just haven’t been here to see it. ❜ a cheeky smirk appears on the wolf’s face , as he eyes her from the small twin bed. elijah half listened as she began to go once more at him, her words eventually being halted by the abrupt change within the station. eyes glance around his cell , as a bright golden color begin to light up the room. the male immediately began to curse scott && his brother out from the inside , as he abruptly stands. a wave of uneasiness quakes him , as he hoped that it was them , the loud gunfire steering him in the other direction of thoughts. lips pursed , as large hands grab onto the cold bars. ❛ faye , you gotta LET ME OUT . now , if you know what’s good for you. ❜

she was about to quip back with whose fault was that when everything went to hell. hazel eyes trained on the door as she readied her stance for anything that came through the door with hands out by her side. Faye got the feeling that whatever was on the other side wasn't going to go down with a gun but she was a much more powerful weapon than that. now she felt her magic springing forth towards her fingertips itching to be released. no matter their differences, she honestly believed that whoever it was wasn't on elijah's side. that his friends wouldn't cause such chaos and carnage. in that she felt that she could trust if not him. without a second's hesitation she placed the keys in the lock and opened it, letting him go. ❝ fine. go out the back. I've got this.❞

#surviivorsremorse

Katherine rolled her eyes at the young witches’ words. “You know you witches are all the same. But given that I actually like you I think I’ll let that comment slide for now. Besides it’s better that you don’t invite me in. Wouldn’t want to piss me off and kill you now would we?”

❝ Well seeing as you are ancient you would know. ❞ A smirk continued to play across her lips as she stared at the thousand year old vampire in front of her. On the outside it might look like their shared taste in fashion and similar personality traits is what made them friends but the two knew better. It was power recognizing power, knowing that the other could always provide useful. Stepping out of her house, she shut the door behind her to join her out on the porch. ❝ So tell me what brings you to my house at this hour?❞

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Serena knew that just fine. Their teachers and trainers wouldn’t take well to a job so thoroughly fucked up, especially because a reason this trivial. They should have noticed the robbers sooner. “I’ve looked into possible places from where the building could have been well-inspected when planning our mission. I’d have chosen the skyscraper in the western side. They lend office spaces on the fourteenth and fifteenth floor. It’s practical. ” Serena said, pointing at the building as she walked to the window.

Their professors and their classmates would not take too kindly to this fuckery. Of cours it could have happened to anyone but it had happened to them and now they had to do everything in their power to right it before anyone was the wiser. Shifting her gaze to the building in question, she gave a small nod of her head. ❝ Alright well let's go check it out and see what we can find and hopefully catch these bastards❞

#witchyserena #v: spy academy

“I NEED YOU to look at this, Miss Chamberlain,” he said, flipping the paper around to her vantage point. He paused, taking a few of the painkilling pills dry, following them with the hot coffee. He gave an appreciative sigh, placing the cup down with no care for the ring it would leave on his desk. It joined several darkened and aged rings as he leaned over the desk, pointing to a schematic. “Do you see this?” he asked, glancing upward. “Fifty years ago, the first telephone call was made. We have not moved very far forward since then, but imagine– instead of having a party line, each one person had their own one line. It wold overload the telephone lines as they exist. This device would allow for different cables to be used. But do you see that number? That is the price of what it would cost to replace the lines. But this–” He slid over another paper to her view. “This is myown design for a cable that is a fraction of the price. It’s almost done, save for an overheating malfunction with newer wooden walls. I would say that I have time– but I don’t. The dream of a single-party line is all but ending with a patent trying to be approved for a full new party-line operating system by a far larger company than ours. I need to find a way to insulate the cable before they come to market.” He rubbed a hand down his weary face, feeling the slight stubble on his cheeks. He looked an absolute mess, and felt even worse. “If I want to keep this business not only lucrative butRELEVANT, I need this to work, Miss Chamberlain. And with the sabotage happening in the enterprises around the city, I cannot show this to anyone until it’s wholly patented. I have the patents for all the parts save the cable. If someone can patent an insulated cable before I can… I cannot bring any part of the device to market without it.” He didn’t often talk about anything that burdened him. It was a deeply-seeded MIKAELSON lesson: let no one ever know your struggles. He could blame it on the exhaustion, or the fact that Faye Chamberlain had worked for a year with him, always outside his door keeping away anyone he didn’t want, and he had grown to trust her. It was a foreign concept left to only the rare few, but he found he did. He trusted her and thought her to be a shrewd mind. “I need new eyes,” he finally said. “You have new eyes.”

Faye's gaze shifted to the piece of parchment being laid out on his desk in front of her. Drawings marring nearly every space of the page. To some it might look like a series of madness but she knew better. You didn't get and keep this job by nothing about this industry and it's intricacies. Albeit she didn't know a lot in the beginning but in the year she had been here she had become well versed. Learned all that she could about the industry she worked for, and use her vast talents and resources to gain insight in their competitors. She did her best everyday to know just where there competitors were at and if they had any kind of advantage over them. This world they lived in could be cutthroat and to survive it sometimes you had to go beyond your own limits. Hazel eyes studied every facet of the drawing before her, walking around the desk in order to get a 360 view of the design in front of her. ❝ If the idea is to reduce the price than why don't we use something that there is a vast abundance of to insulate the cable? something that decades from now will still be in plentiful. ❞ She chewed on her bottom lip in thought as she studied the design before her. The fact that he was sharing this with her spoke to the trust between them and for that she would not fail in doing all that she could to help him. ❝ Plus it would have to be capable of protecting from the elements like cotton or plastic.❞ Cotton clothes kept them warm and umbrellas kept them sheltered from rain and they were often times made of plastic. Of course they weren't only things she could think of that there was an abundance of it was just the two that came to mind the most. Taking a sip of her coffee, she drummed her fingers lightly against the desk in thought. ❝ What have you tried so far?❞

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sick of all these people talking, sick of all this noise. tired of all these cameras flashing, sick of being poised. now my neck is open wide, begging for a fist around it. already choking on my pride, so there’s no use ;CRYING ABOUT IT.

( canon & original characters | written by rachie }

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“I’m glad that you’ve realized that, in return for your help I’ll try to keep the deaths to a minimum.”

❝ you’ll excuse me if i don’t quite believe you and take my own precautionary measures to ensure that doesn’t happen. but alas do tell me what exactly it is that you need my help with? ❞

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