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p i r a t e s

— iustumfac

"Leon?" She hadn’t seen him in some time, maybe a month or so. After Tall Oaks and the fight to make sure Helena was not held accountable for Simmons and his actions, she had just moved away from the DSO. She just needed time away from the stress that came from bioterrorism - she needed time to herself. "How have you been?"

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{ C } rown deviated from initial positioning; recognised tone emanating from denim confines would bring attention from the mundane life that had come following the end of each troubling, turbulent encounter that followed in his step for the decade in which he pledged fidelity to; a governing body that he saw as a true power in the world riddled with such devilish characters – be they the dead, the living ( would they be in opposition of those he deemed good; they came to be grouped as scum ). Exposed digit passing over clear screen; the voice brought back memories of past excursions on behalf of the American government – and a guiding voice throughout each of said assignments.

“Hunnigan?” an amused breath passing through parted tiers; clear cerulean eyes keeping pinned to the screen held within a coarse palm. “—I’ve been fine; somethin’ you need me for?”

#hunnigan

In relation to those that are not in Leon's good books; this view can be related to that of Benito Mussolini. All that are on the opposing side of the spectrum to what he deems just and good; are all grouped together as to become a single party.

#Benito Mussolini had the view that any that were on the left wing; were communist #-- or socialist and he was heavily opposed to the socialst and communist way of governing #history everyone uvu

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Favorite Leon S. Kennedy Quotes from Resident Evil 4

#8l #.past #.Agent

lockpickss said. // They want your playboy hair.

#Only /I/ can pull of this hair #they can only try #lockpickss

#And where did all these followers come from??

leontheanarchist

#.Agent #.chris

jhonatan--uchiha

#.Agent

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—{ ♛ ; } “Aww, don’t be so harsh on yourself.” Amber depths gleamed in the dim light, her presence toxic yet enthralling— he amused her; one small kiss way back when and it had been an adventure ever since.

“You never visit me. I’m disappointed.”

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And for nearly two decades had there been this constant game of cat and mouse; gloved extremities would come at ease from holstered weaponry. When accompanied by a woman of grand mischief to let eyes wander was to be a mistake most detrimental.

“It’s not easy to find a woman like you, Ada.”

#hookshotss #[ I had to make an icon for this-- pff #bUT YEAH #TOO BIG A TEASE ]

.hookshotss said "Just checking up on my number one fan." Flush roseate tiers upturn to mirror the male’s visage, gloved, lissome appendages crossed before the Asian femme’s bosom.

Amused huff would exit through parted tiers; brightened sapphire keeping close attention toward the female's visage. "It's never really that easy when it comes to you, Ada; I can't be all that brings your attention away from other things."

#hookshotss

Not taking a break from things? Too bad.

“Hmph, I don’t get too many breaks, Ada.”

Matured features would bear no semblance of emotion initially; gradually stoic expressionism had come to bear a smug grin, tiers upon his dextral side curling upward to reveal the simple effects that the elusive spy had evoked with her mere appearance.

“What’re you doing here?”

The quintessential question asked whenever an appearance had been made by the woman in crimson.

Yellow chrysanthemum, Purple Tulip--

Yellow chrysanthemum; purple tulip;

“Wonder who dropped these off,” amused greatly by such subtle signs of endearment, and though it had been all but two flowers (in their prime) they would bear significance in their shade spoke more than words.

Encased digits would take gentle grasp of evergreen stems; peach tiers ascending upon a single side as both were to be stowed within the tactical vest donned upon his muscular frame. Weapon released from grasp, supported solely by ensnaring strap, came to rest upon the frontal portion of beige Kevlar jacket; gloved fingers came to pry open Velcro pockets, and placing the delicate flowers away from the sight of others. Dear would these plants be for there would be no other, that came to mind. Ne, there had been no need to speak, aloud ,her name for there were events of a greater importance that was due for being dealt with.

Therefore, enclosed hands would find grip upon Russian originated weapon and the eradication of gluttons, mindless beings was resumed; any sign that was to come from that woman would call for him to live, to persevere and be able to bear the sight of her once more.

— Thoughts of the assassin were soon placed into the darkest reaches of an occupied mind; crown, dressed with mahogany locks, turned defined stock was to be pressed firmly to a protected shoulder, casing fell from designated exiting slot; weighted lead pierced through decaying features, crimson painted cobbled paths and the Agent, again, would find himself within the depths of a man made hell.

#crossboww