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Well isn’t this a conundrum

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Michael: *breathes*

Devon:

#ooc

Mr Miles

Devon

Extraordinary British cowgentleman

Yeehaw Grandpa

MICHAEL!

tired

#promo

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@flag-calling continued threads X

Worry creases Barstow’s brow as she bridges the remaining gap between them. Her hand extends to him, lending Devon some of her strength. Whilst she was a doctor, it wasn’t exactly the kind that could be helpful in case of an attack on a fellow human. She detested the sight of blood. Mores so, the sight of inky red scarlet was apt to make her faint.

“Devon, I… I’ll go with you.” The brunette offers, swallowing a thick clump of fear. Michael and Kitt would never forgive her if she didn’t. Plus, Bonnie was certain she wouldn’t ever forgive herself if she wouldn’t go along. There was no way she wanted to let him face the attackers alone.

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Devon smiled at her, it was a smaller smile than he wished it was. “My dear, if you wish to go you know I cannot stop you, but I highly recommend that you don’t.”

Devon sighed to himself and stepped over to his desk. “And if you must know, this mission will be dangerous. The book the stole was not only, previously retreaved, but unfortunately from someone much more dangerous.”

#rp #bonnie barstow of flag #i have no clue what this plot is #honestly my guess is as good as yours #also sorry wroing blog

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@flag-calling continued threads X

Worry creases Barstow’s brow as she bridges the remaining gap between them. Her hand extends to him, lending Devon some of her strength. Whilst she was a doctor, it wasn’t exactly the kind that could be helpful in case of an attack on a fellow human. She detested the sight of blood. Mores so, the sight of inky red scarlet was apt to make her faint.

“Devon, I… I’ll go with you.” The brunette offers, swallowing a thick clump of fear. Michael and Kitt would never forgive her if she didn’t. Plus, Bonnie was certain she wouldn’t ever forgive herself if she wouldn’t go along. There was no way she wanted to let him face the attackers alone.

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Devon shook of a little pit of shaky pain and left over adrenaline from his run in with a final adjustment to his time. Bonnie’s words where soft and pleasant to him but brought worry to him.

“I am perfectly capable with handling myself.”

He turned and looked around the room, almost as dishevelled as himself.

“I should be fine dear.”

#rp #bonnie barstow of flag

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Devon Miles is an archangel, purest of heart and soul, reigning in heaven.

#this was to cute not to do #thanks #bonnie-barstow-of-flag

"Oh my God, Devon, what happened to you?” Bonnie rushes forward to lend assistance.

“Well my dear, nothing I couldn’t handle on my own.”

Devon took the assistance offered to stand up, he brushed off his suit a bit.

“But now, I must attend to finishing this.”