the best disguise, is hidden in the one you trust

When you feel my heat look into my eyes It's where my demons hide it's where my demons hide Don't get too close It's dark inside it's where my demons hide it's where my demons hide

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Eric closed the box and hooked the lock again. He wasn’t sure if what he planned to do would work, but at least he could try.

He lifted the box and turned around to take it inside the boat. When he turned, he noticed the half naked woman leaning against the boat. 

"Are you the one who through this to me?" He smiled, amused at the thought.

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By the look on his face, she knew this man was one for women. Of coarse he would be rather easy to pull off this boat. Tilting her head, she smiles at him, “Yes.”

Marina lifted herself further out of the water, revealing more of herself to him. “Do you sing ?” She asks.

Wanting so badly to sing for this man, she wishes he would say yes.

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"A little," He said. "I play the piano more often, however." He watched as she moved a bit further out of the water. There was something slightly peculiar about her.

Eric wasn't sure if he wanted to know what it was or not. This could end very badly, he thought to himself.

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Ernest went to speak, but he wasn’t sure where, it was what human’s said ‘on the tip of his tongue’. “It’s between Madison avenue, and…and… possibly East 37th street.” He stated with a nod. 

The computer version of himself used to be able to hold so much more then his human brain, since his trip, he has been trying to flush out the unimportant fact and filter in the important ones, he had yet to get around to the locations. 

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Eric was going to ask Ernest if he was foreign of some sort, seeing as he did not seem to know very much about where he was, but then he decided against it, since he, himself was foreign.

"Ah....I see." He said with a bit of relief. "At least that's something."

He gave Ernest a reassuring smile.

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"A place, an old library." Ernest said as he ran a hand through his hair, combing in back. Help like this was not something Ernest had seen much as he watched over New York and other parts of the world, not many people were kind to strangers, most shyed away; but Eric was different, he was, real, there was something to him that Ernest couldn’t put his finger on, yet. 

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"Great, do you know the general area?" Eric then thought that maybe Ernest wasn't from around here and maybe that was why he was so confused.

"Maybe there are some buildings or objects that surround the library that you could explain to me? Maybe then I could find it."

Eric couldn't help but feel like Ernest was studying him. Perhaps he did not fully trust him yet.

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The poor guy seemed vulnerable in such a big area. Eric didn’t know what to do with the guy.

"Ernest, is there some place you need to be? Somewhere I can help you get to?”

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Ernest thought hard on where the library was, where Finch always was, but the street name just sat on the tip of his tongue, just out of reach. “I.. I..Umm, I don’t know.” He said pitifully. 

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Eric couldn't help but feel bad. He wanted to help Ernest, but Ernest wasn't helping Eric to help him. 

"Look, I can't help you unless you help me. I need to know if there is a certain building you need to go to, or a bus you need to catch. Can you tell me that?"

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Beauty....

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Reblog if I can Roleplay with you.

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This is so cute.....

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Ernest was a bit of an odd man. Not one Eric was used to having in his company. He was polite, and seemingly fragile. Most people Eric knew were tough and rude.

"Eric," He began. "Eric Solomon." He shook the man’s hand.

"Are you lost? You seem like you might be."

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"I’m not used to walking around like this, usually I have a higher view on things." Ernest said as he peered around the man and the area, looking for anyone watching the pair. 

The former AI used to know the world like it was a backyard, but in human form everything was so much harder, he had already gotten lost three times, but he was remembering things, which helped his navigation. 

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The poor guy seemed vulnerable in such a big area. Eric didn't know what to do with the guy.

Ernest, is there some place you need to be? Somewhere I can help you get to?"

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Leave a message in my inbox if I owe a reply/starter!

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Eric watched as a man slammed the door open, hitting another man square in the face. The poor man was sent to the ground. 

Of course, the man on the ground apologized, as if it were his fault, and the man who opened the door grunted.

There was no help to the poor man who was hit. Eric found this upsetting. “Hey!” He yelled to the door man. “Apologize to that man you struck with the door.”

The door man seemed dumbfounded, as if he could not believe Eric said something to him. He was a rather large man, with a long, greying beard.

"Mind your own business, pal." He snarled. 

Eric smirked at the ground. “I am only going to ask you one more time. Apologize to that man.” He pointed at the man on the ground. He seemed small and fragile.

When the large man did nothing, Eric stepped towards him. “What are you going to do about, pal?” He shoved Eric’s shoulder.

Eric grabbed the man’s wrist and twisted it. “I’m not your pal.” 

The man fell to his knees. With his other hand, Eric punched him in the jaw.

He gave the man a few kicks to the stomach after that before letting go. “You should have just apologized.”

When the man limped away, Eric walked over the man who was hit with the door. Sticking his hand out as a sign to help him up, Eric said, “You okay?”

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"Yes, thank you sir." Ernest said as he took the hand, standing up and brushing the dirt from his pants. Once clean he gave the man before him a good look, taking the previous actions of the man into account. 

"My name is Ernest Thornhill, pleased to make your acquaintance, mister?." Ernest held his hand out, offering a shake as he waited for the  name so he could register information. 

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Ernest was a bit of an odd man. Not one Eric was used to having in his company. He was polite, and seemingly fragile. Most people Eric knew were tough and rude.

"Eric," He began. "Eric Solomon." He shook the man's hand.

"Are you lost? You seem like you might be."

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Dr. Newton ‘first off, how dare you’ Geiszler, phD [x]

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Irrelevant: Eric Solomon

Freelance agent

Skills in:

Fighting

Gun handling

Dangerous, approach with caution

Day 86: October 8, 2013

Days went by as Ernest worked to find Finch and John, but they were off grid, more then usual, no computer activity, no news of a man in a suit, nothing. It was as if they had never existed. 

Ernest was walking down one of the many busy streets of New York when a door swung open and hit him in the face, sending Ernest to the ground. 

"I’m sorry sir.." Ernest said as he rubbed his face with one hand while looking up at the man and blocking the sun with his other hand. 

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Eric watched as a man slammed the door open, hitting another man square in the face. The poor man was sent to the ground. 

Of course, the man on the ground apologized, as if it were his fault, and the man who opened the door grunted.

There was no help to the poor man who was hit. Eric found this upsetting. "Hey!" He yelled to the door man. "Apologize to that man you struck with the door."

The door man seemed dumbfounded, as if he could not believe Eric said something to him. He was a rather large man, with a long, greying beard.

"Mind your own business, pal." He snarled. 

Eric smirked at the ground. "I am only going to ask you one more time. Apologize to that man." He pointed at the man on the ground. He seemed small and fragile.

When the large man did nothing, Eric stepped towards him. "What are you going to do about, pal?" He shoved Eric's shoulder.

Eric grabbed the man's wrist and twisted it. "I'm not your pal." 

The man fell to his knees. With his other hand, Eric punched him in the jaw.

He gave the man a few kicks to the stomach after that before letting go. "You should have just apologized."

When the man limped away, Eric walked over the man who was hit with the door. Sticking his hand out as a sign to help him up, Eric said, "You okay?"

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Colin Farrell 2009

HQ A high quality  (x) (x)

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Adam Levine + Little Kid + Piano = CUTENESS x100!!!!

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OMG

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He began to pull out the thin stacks, eventually finishing with five full stacks of green.

"Oh yeah," Soren said sarcastically. "Everyone wants a taste of this.” He pushes the wood slab back onto the dresser before standing and motioning down his body.

Laughing, he continues, “But honestly, the people I work for pay an exceptional amount for things the police wouldn’t help them with.”

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Eric too, had a stash of money he earned from his employers. No one knew about it. It was in a vault hidden beneath the floor of his gun room.

"Well," He started, "I guess I should tell you, I also have a stash." Eric told Soren where he had his money placed.

"I trust you. Possibly with my life. I want you to know that if anything goes wrong and I am in trouble, I trust in you to know what to do with the contents of the vault."

He looked Soren in the eyes. For the first time, he was being 100% serious with him. "Can I do that? Can I trust you with this?"

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