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Kendall Kane | 950 Call me anything, but don't call me baby.

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lt’s free air.

[kehlso]

[losertakesall]

the actual best moment in all ANTM history

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Kendall waved down the waiter, as he passed with champagne flutes. “Yes, yes—leave the tray—actually, next time—come back with bottles—“ She beamed selfishly, sitting on the stairs in a glamorous red dress, train descending the stairs as she drank. “You know—I don't think they brought enough alcohol.”

[ohloki]

time to get into the festive mood

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Kendall Kane’s Masquerade outfit

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kylexkane:

The impact shot a grunt out of his mouth just as it had him flying into another snow bank. Okay. Okay, so they were going to do that? “Alright then.” A launch forward, changing direction to land to the side, tackle her from there, the snow they flew into fluffed up in an chilly explosion and he made quick work to cover her face with snow before leaping onto a roof again. It was play time.

Kendall was all for tossing her brother into the abyss as a joke—but that was naturally her personality. Now, as he flipped, tossed and shoved her into the snow, she growled under her breath. One look to the strands, wet and unlike her natural pristine and put-together look—Kendall growled. “Okay.” Marching through the town's square, shoving a wolf out of her way as she walked. “Kyle—Oh, Kyle—come out, come out—before a human pays for you ruining my hair.” There was some sentiment to her threat—it wasn't the first time she'd said it. Sensing—smelling her brother, she sprung  to the roof, landing graciously. Sprint, turn, and kicking his knees out from under him as she pressed a foot into his chest. “Playtime is all fun and games, brother, until you bring my hair into it.” With that, she picked up snow and shoved it into his face, before bouncing away. A few feet at most, grinning. “Alright, I forgive you. You look as stupid as I do now.”

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calvinxgallagher:

“Don’t you think it’s a little late for that?” he teased.

Kendall, eyes locked to his as she unwrapped the candy cane, shook her head. “It's never too late to hare—for those willing enough to give it up.”

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kylexkane:

Snow, an unpleasant shock to his stoic self, dripped and fell from his face as Kyle sighed and shifted, latched the rifle to his back. Pocketing the flask, he did only the next thing that came to mind. He yanked his sister to her feet and tackled her hard enough to break a human’s ribs and send them flying the feet away and to the ground, right into the middle of a snowbank. Popping out and grinning at her, Kyle brushed off his shirt. “I’m loving them now.”

Kendall—even with the best of reflexes—couldn't sense the surprise attack. She blamed that on the humorous amount of years she spent with her brother. Groaning as he flipped and tossed—pinned her to the snowbank that an act could've killed a human. Standing, she growled, and gripped the nearest tree branch—too thick for humans to ever lift or pull out from its roots, swinging it and smacking her brother—hard, sending him flying back into the snow. “There—now we're both having fun.”

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elissaxboyonav:

“For what, five minutes? An Olympic pool of vodka couldn’t sate you,” Elissa pointed out but followed along anyway. “Lead the way, boss.”

“But it would keep me occupied, something Kyle hasn’t achieved since 1067.” Kendall was too proud of that particular fact. But annoying her brother was one thing. Now, another. Linking arms with Elissa, she led the way down the street—and turned into a bevy of festivities. “What a cute little town—almost makes me want to throw up from how happy everyone is — Oh look, a drink.” Kendall then pulled put her flask.

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elissaxboyonav:

“Here’s a purely philosophical question,” Elissa offered to the nearest person. “Exactly how immoral would it be to hoard Christmas cookies and, in a follow up, how edible do you think gingerbread houses actually are?”

“How about festive drinking instead, and I get right wrecked?” Kendall suggested, sultry smirk to regularly painted red lips. “I hate this Christmas—blah.” She stuck her tongue out, bored of the activities already. “I’m sure someone has ginger-flavoured something around here. Coming?”

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kylexkane:

Kyle didn’t have the patience for the holiday’s–or enough kindness to find any merit in something like a Christmas carnival. It just opened too many doors for problems and he perched on a rooftop, watching with a rifle strapped to his back. “Humbug,” he muttered as sleigh bells seemed to plagued every corner.

Kendall caught the tone quickly, the familiar voice, and one look—plus one jump—sent her soaring to the rooftop. Snow in hand, hidden behind her back, and reflexes as fast as her twin’s, as she threw snow in his face. “Happy Yul, brother!” She greeted him, the  small nod to what Christmas had been for them in their human years. Sitting down, she pulled out the larger flask, filled with blood—and a hint of whiskey, Kendall’s two favourite things—and passed it too him. “And how are you enjoying the festivities?”

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calvinxgallagher:

“Thanks, darlin’,” Calvin drew out as a skipping elf gave him a candy cane. A cheered smile dropped immediately as he offered the cane to the nearest person. “Y’want it?”

Kendall grinned, approaching and swiping the candy from his grip. “Are you sure you don’t want to share?” She suggested.

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sera-pembroke:

“Whoever put this dancing Santa on my desk with a butt flap that drops down every time someone walks by is about to find themselves with a broken neck…”

Kendall strutted forward. “You're lucky I went for that one instead of the other, waving a helicopter dick. That one was more my style than yours.”

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