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Pushing Daises || t&k

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She was being trailed. She hated that she even knew that. But whoever was following her had been for the last four blocks and still seemed to be despite that there was no concrete direction she was going in.

The gang told her if someone was following her, shake them off, which she was trying to do. Unfortunately, they seemed rather persistent on chasing after her for whatever reason-though she had a couple in mind. Maybe if she confronted them?

Rounding the corner, she took this chance to slip and fall. If someone came out, she’d use the ploy to get them off her case, if no one did, she’d run. “Ah!” // @motcrlegs

Iida was good at his job. He was really good. Sure, sometimes things got a little skewed out of place, but he knew the difference between right and wrong, and he was never going to be one to sit by idly while something was happening. That wasn’t who he was as a person.

But the last thing that he had been expecting when he rounded the corner was the girl that he had been tracking for the better part of a week being on the ground in front of him. Of course he was going to help her up. The entire point of this was to follow her back to the head quarters, not take her down.

They weren’t after weak links. // @crscntlight

“Hello, miss, are you alright?” Iida stooped next to her, offering her a hand with a quickness.

#kari pending tag

shcvtcs:

“Where are we?”

The two had somehow managed to end up in some unknown neighborhood-well a shopping district by the looks of it. The day was setting into evening and the sparse streets were getting more populated. The streets were also beginning to be flooded in a red hue from the street lamps overhead. Nothing looked distinguishable, it resembled any other shopping district if you asked him.

He stopped right by a building, flashing heart lights on the sign. The doors were closed, but the sign said open. From his position he couldn’t make out much of what the building was supposed to be. “Pink Piglet?” // @motcrlegs

Iida studied the building, trying to figure out what may lay inside. Eyebrows crunched in a quizzical thought process, the man all but forming into a question mark as he moved. There were no markings on the outside of the building but there was enough to spark a curiosity within him. Or maybe it was the lack there of that caused such.

“I do not know what this building is. Would you like to go in? For research purposes?” They had nothing planned for the rest of the afternoon anyway, so it wouldn’t put them out to explore this place. “Unless you’re hungry. Then we can take care of that first, then come back?” // @shcvtcs

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buchipartymoved

RETREAT!!! 🔫💦

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yeoswitchy

My favourite square boy ~♪

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“As far as I see it, everyone is waiting for the right time. That is something that does not exist. Take the future with a grain of salt, but your destiny is yours to choose.”

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plant life || t&k

motcrlegs

crscntlight:

“I saw a ghost on the stairs!”

A mouth popped open, and eyes wide with amazement and excitement. it was probably the most exciting moment of her life. a ghost! a real life ghost! all she had been doing was walking back home from the corner store, ready to climb up the stairs that lead to the second floor where her apartment was waiting for her, when she had looked at the top. a real life apparition was staring down at her! she’d immediately freaked out and run back out into the street, but now she was just oozing elation! // @motcrlegs

Iida was made of facts, there was just no if ands or buts about it. But a girl was yelling at him that she saw a ghost up the stairs and by the gods, he wasn’t just going to pass without making sure that she was safe. Pushing his glasses up his nose, he posed himself at the bottom of the stairs with a confident facade. If there was a ghost, that would change everything. If there wasn’t a ghost, then that meant he would disappoint this very excited girl. A few steps up the stairs and he felt a cold drop around him. Alright. Strange. To the top of the stairs and nothing more, so he returned.

“I would say that I felt something but there is no way to be sure. Further tests by professionals would be the only logical course of action.” // @crscntlight

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