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[veiiled-deactivated20170515]

      ❛ …a chair?? ❜

[guarddxg-blog]

"..."

           "Is this funny to you?"

[cyniciismss]

"Uh, neither, thanks." A little offended,   give him a minute to glare and cross arms  over his chest. Xander, no. “I did. I let myself  in, watch the attitude.” Xander, NO. 

[guarddxg-blog]

"Did you, now?" The gun is retracted from its holster  just in case  despite the  fact he's sure this one is mostly harmless.   "Well then I'm sure you can show yourself out as well. You see anything?"

[thxking-blog]

"I promise - I know I sound skeptical, but I’m actually curious about your establishment. What got you…here.” Careful still with his movements, Jimmy gestured to the space between them with one hand.

[guarddxg-blog]

          "I probably wouldn't answer that question even if I could." Comes the answer, simplistic on his tongue, brows raised. It would be a disloyalty to his employers should he breach confidence like that. And while Blue was not without his disloyalties, that was something he could never do.

[palmariium-deactivated20160118]

          “Sure you would.” She sneered at the guard. Her walking pattern turns from going directly to him to one that’s left-to-right so she can continue to keep an eye on him. Fingers laced together as she kept her smile, the heel of her boots clicking against the linoleum as she finally halted to face him, right foot stepping out to come closer to him. “Does lil’ old me look threatening? Height aside, I’m just a curious soul, would you want the blood of someone like that on your hands? That’s so vicious and heartless of you.”

[guarddxg-blog]

          The snap decision to not radio in for back up or assistance is made under the pretense that perhaps he can handle this himself... Perhaps he can move up in ranks. Lips are a tight line, he's silent for a moment before breathing out a slow sigh. "Ever heard the term curiosity killed the cat? It's something you might wanna learn from, kitten. Things like dolls are intimidating 'round here." To let her leave would be a dishonor to his duties, but to let her stay? Blue's not sure he wants to pass her face in a holding cell or in the hallway again after this meeting. How troublesome. "So what're you curious about? How this lead tastes? Or what it feels like sleepin' on a cold cot for the rest of your life?"

[guarddxg-blog]

i'm going to be over on causariia today working on replies, etc. but i've got stuff drafted over here so don't worry about that! i should be back here tonight~ but for now i'm over there.

[causariia-deactivated20150817]

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[dr-roth]

A new face. (Closed RP with guarddxg)

[dr-roth]

"Former agent." He corrected, a slight wild spark suddenly became apparent about him. "And, no, if I’m honest? You’d be surprised about the amount of trouble it gets me in." The man’s shoulders tensed up "Want to know why? We act on impulse and instinct to get something done."

With that, West slipped his folders to one side, pulled a fist back and slammed it in Blue’s face.

[guarddxg-blog]

          "Former age--" He's beginning to correct myself when a fist connects with flesh and he's glad there isn't a cigarette in his lips or he might have burned himself on it as well.

          The guard stumbles backward a bit, fingers moving to the split in his lip, eyes trailing over the sanguine liquid there. "The fuck's your problem!" The response isn't immediate. There's a small bout of silence and he almost reaches for his gun but stops himself. He needs this job too severely to lose it over a scuffle with someone like this. Instead he glares, hollow, teeth grit, jaw set, and he huffs out an angered, pained sigh.

[archivedaughter]

“That’s very tolerable.”

“My insides thank you for your restraint.”

[guarddxg-blog]

"You're a sarcastic little shit, Dorothy, you know that?"

[palmariium-deactivated20160118]

          “Your legs should be sore from jumping to such a, wild conclusion.” One that was in fact correct, but that was a different story. It should have been very obvious that she was not taking this guard seriously in the least bit, the way she shrugged with a schoolgirl giggle, palms facing the ceiling as she slowly and perhaps terrifyingly sauntered over to him. “I mean, I’m trying to see what’s up with you, just you, so the easy way might be better. But, what’re you gonna do, shoot me? Am I really posing a threat, officer? Guard? Sir?”

[guarddxg-blog]

          "I've jumped to wilder and been right, I learned a long time ago to trust my instincts." He remarks softly, backing up slowly as she approaches. You learn to be careful when you work for a place like this. Sometimes things that weren't human at all looked more human than you did. And it got under his skin. Paranoia is quick to take hold in trepidation. Blue is intimidated, it's no secret. "I just might shoot you if you don't stop where you stand. Anyone... anything that gets past me... is a threat."

[moriiens-deactivated20150403]

      “It must be very very deep inside.” Believe it or not, he’s actually having fun.

[guarddxg-blog]

          He's resisting making a "deep inside your mom" comment mostly out of respect for his own mother. "Whatever, jackass." And there it is... the smile.

[dr-roth]

A new face. (Closed RP with guarddxg)

[dr-roth]

"I’m Doctor West Roth." He says like it was a name to be respected, though most didn’t because he was too much of an asshole. The doctor kept his deep brown eyes on Blue’s, the only change in him was his eyebrows had frowned a little and his jaw had tensed.

West was not about to take shit from anyone, he’d stare down higher people than him til it painfully effected his face “Former CI agent. I now work over in the bio labs.”

[guarddxg-blog]

          The title, the name, it doesn't ring a bell but Blue acts sarcastically impressed with the raise of eyebrows momentarily and a whistle that echos through the hallway as he rolls on his heels. Oh how sarcastic it sounds. The tone is spoken through the expression on his face more than anything. It's conveyed in the nimble twitch of a smirk, the raised brows and the crease of his forehead. It is laden with such derision he might as well just gag.

          "Oh, CI agent... Good to know. I'm sure that comes in real handy 'round here." It's dripping with insincerity but Blue is genuinely impressed this time, albeit mildly and only mildly really because of his own denial.

[redactiion]

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                                                                         ❝ ————— sorry !! ❞       ❝ i didn’t mean to scare you    —      wouldn’t want to be the cause           of any security mishaps. or get shot. you know.  i was assigned         to this sector pretty recently — sorry if i caused any confusion. ❞                           ❝ i’m dr. quinn. ❞ 

[guarddxg-blog]

"You damn well could've gotten shot and a shot from me  is  about  the  last  thing  you  want.  I  think they mentioned you. Don't recall completely. But in case they   didn't   fill   you  in,  I'm  Blue.  Your   resident security  guard who will in fact shoot you in the dick if you sneak up on me like that again,                                                        alright buttercup?"

[mxnsuit-deactivated20150626]

             ❝ ——— and what’s so fucked up about it ? ❞  

[guarddxg-blog]

"Are you bein' sarcastic with me, boy?"

[guarddxg-blog]

whenever i have family members over they're always surprised i only have like two chairs and a sofa and i just??? i live alone now??? what did you expect from me???

[guarddxg-blog]

authentic sushi was just brought to me by the best fucking brother in the world, goodbye friends, i will return in a year after i eat everything

[withoutmybrother]

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You live inside my wall and I, I reach back, hit you harder than God falls Christ, Amen, Amen, Amen. You’re such a line to break and I’m, I’m so scared to make another mistake in the end, But I just want to be happy again. Until it all falls down, and where does that leave me? With things, things, I’ve got so many things to say with a broken heart and a straight face I’m saying, "brother, help me."

[dr-roth]

A new face. (Closed RP with guarddxg)

[dr-roth]

He tilts his head slightly to watch the cigarette being put out, only happy to look back up and make direct eye contact back when the stick was out. “Well, a lot of you guards are cowards. Why some of you are even here is beyond me. As for not shaking your hand, I just don’t want to.”

As he spoke, the doctor clutched his files and held them close. Eye contact was a dangerous game. Either things would get bad quickly for no reason other than feeling threatened or one of them was going to break it.

Then again…

The guard and his breath stunk like cigarettes, not something West wanted to face right now.

[guarddxg-blog]

          "Not me." He insists, cockiness injected into his smirk before it falls back into stoics. "I'm here the money. Money'll make a man do just about anything." And it was true. Blue would do just about anything for money like this. He needed it. Well, not so much now, now he just wanted it. When his background was that of a poor little southern boy raised by a single mother dying to make ends meet of course he'd do anything for money like this. It made him greedy. It didn't make everyone greedy, but it sure did the trick for blue.

          Tongue darts across lips briefly, the lingering tobacco enough to sate his desire to smoke. "You just don't want to..." A scoff. "Well I think this little meetin' went well, didn't it. Never caught your name though. If you got one anymore, that is..."

          He takes on the visage of an animal, brows furrowed, lips parted in the smallest hint at a smirk, predatory and lurking, staring the other down whether eye contact was severed or not. It was feed deeply by the desire to feel superior even if he was beneath the other; a measly guard dog in a sea of lab coats and intellect...