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stripperali:

“Chil out hon, it’s just me.” Alastair couldn’t help but chuckle at the frightened girl. “I saw you lookin’ around all spooked out because you were walking home alone and I thought I’d be a gentleman and help you home or to my place if you wanted. I don’t think Llwelyn would give a shit…”

“I would, but my idea of chilling out usually involves booze and comfortable seating.” She shot back with a cheeky grin, the sight of Alastair entirely relieving. “Thats one laid back spouse who doesn’t care about you bringing friends home after four am in the morning.” She pointed out, shrugging slightly. “Guess a little detour to your place wouldn’t hurt. Is there any chance of booze? If not I have to stop by the next stand we pass.”

#Alastair #convo #c: Alastair01

frxya-fightxr:

Freya was out very early, before sunrise, on her morning run, donning her signature black hoodie - This had become more of a habit since she was trying to get back on track with her fights. She’d taken a hit a couple of months before that and had to fight her way back to where she’d been before, at the top of her game. She was even in counseling in hopes that she’d be able to keep her head during the fights. As she stopped to take a breath, she heard a panicked voice and hid behind a corner post, thinking there may be something happening close to her, people arguing or something. When she realized that the voice was anxious about Freya herself, she came out from the shadows into the dim lighting beneath the lamp-post with her hands up. “I’m so sorry,” she offered quietly, not wanting to startle the other girl. “Just out for my run, I’m not stalking you, I promise. But I can offer to be your bodyguard if anyone is stalking you…” she continued, hoping this whole thing wasn’t terribly awkward, as Freya probably didn’t look like she was up to much good.

Nova hated walking the streets this late. As familiar as some parts of this city might be, she knew just what lurked outside here, and that made her just feel all that more vulnerable. Which.. sucked. She had left here to start over, only to have to return, circling back to a place and living in a manner, a lifestyle she had left behind. Or so she had thought. Nothing in life it seemed was permanent nor set in stone. Holding on to her bag with tense fingers, Nova were reaching into it, digging around for her pocket knife, all but ready to take it out when a girl, another brunette, came walking out into the light, arms raised in defense. “N-No its okay.” she said, a bit taken aback, but in a good way, her heart rate slowly reversing. “I just heard you and with the time and the darkness I.. assumed. Now thats kind of you.” Nova smiled a bit at the girl. “You do this a lot? Run at night I mean.” she wondered, not that used to seeing people out running this late at night.

#Freya #convo #c: Freya01 #( hi hi!! omg so sorry about the late response!! )

detective-langwood:

Violet frowned, stopping. “No, I’m not. The manager’s new and I come here quite frequently, so I suppose he just assumed…” Trailing off, she shook her head. “No, no, it’s quite alright love. Not your fault at all.”

Nova met the woman’s gaze, giving a slight nod. “Guess he feels like you should be someone in charge.” she said with a small grin, easily humored by such small errors. At least situations like these kept life interesting. Her mood shifting like the flip of a coin. “Well now that you are here.. maybe I can ask you how you like it here?” she prompted.

#Violet #convo #c: Violet01

mattowens:

It was late and Matt had lost track of time. He promised himself that he was going to be home on time to give Romeo a bath, read to him and then put him to bed. Matt quickly collected all his things before rushing out of the office. Matt quickly ran through he when stopped and started walking slowly because he almost tripped. He heard a female voice called out and he replied back, “I am not a serial killer nor am a stalker”

Catching sight of the male shooting out from a side street Nova quirked a brow before shaking her head. “Where’s the fire?” she asked out loud, biting her lip to keep from laughing. The most amusing sight were people like that, who were running down streets as if the devil was behind them, snapping at their heels. Might be the fact that she was incredibly lazy, but scurrying around like that just seemed like such a waste of adrenaline and calories. Then again she could never have such a job, having to run around like a headless chicken. “Good to know man, good to know.”

#Matt #convo #c: Matt01

alecxgrey:

Alec could not sleep which was a problem he had been having for the last few nights and so he decided to go for a walk. Alec hoped that the work will clear his head; a lot of family drama was going on and he had been stressed over this new case he has been working on. Alec walked the quiet streets with his headphones in as he walked, zoned out a bit. Alec let his legs lead him not knowing where he was going and honestly not really caring at all. Alec took off his head phones at some point when he saw someone and faintly heard the lady’s voice, “Am sorry, were you saying something?”

Her legs felt as if they weighed about a million pounds and so, apparently, did her arms. While dancing was fun and had so far been wholly innocent, it was damned hard work. Or so she had to admit after a full night shift. Lately she had been picking up more and more, desperate to earn more money. While Nova was realizing that she would indeed never make up the money her father needed without some miracle befalling her, she had decided to do what she could. All that she could. For the only true parent and supporter she had, she would give anything. As a man stepped out of the shadows, the girl felt her heart easing up a bit, some of her ability to breathe returning to her. Thank god, just a guy lost in his own world. “Nothing of importance just.. thought you might be a serial killer hiding in the shadows.” she said, her tone a bit dry with her half assed sarcasm.

#Alec #convo #c: Alec01

extorrcs

Violet rushed down the stairs, still sweaty from her workout. “Someone said you needed me?” It wasn’t often she had the time to get a good workout in, especially when she actually felt like it. Despite that, she kept in annoyance in check, putting a smile on her face.

novaxcarter-blog

Nova cocked a brow at the tall, sweaty woman walking over to her, taking her sweet time to study her as she spoke. “Are you a personal trainer at this gym? Because if not, then no I do not believe I need you specifically..” she replied, a little peeved that the managed she had asked had gotten the wrong person. What type of place was this anyway? Giving a small sigh she gave the woman a forced smile. “Sorry about the misunderstanding?”

#Violet #convo #c: Violet01

“Hello? Anyone there? If you’re a serial killer then you picked the wrong damn girl.” She spoke out loud, eyes searching the darkness, wide, attempting to hide the nerves coursing trough her body. One minute she was nervous as hell, the other she was enjoying the suspense and touch of fear. That type of adrenaline really got her going, made her feel such clarity, so alive in the moment. Yet Nova felt silly asking questions out loud where she stood in the middle of the quiet street, clutching her bag, en route from the strip club at five am in the morning. Just a few more hours and the sun would be shining in London town, sending the darkness packing. “Go ahead and stalk me its fine..” she added in a loud voice, rolling her eyes, wishing she’d taken a damn cab.

#lcallingstarter #( open starter ! )#( pretty please love my bby - feel free to message me for connections! )

rpxmusings

I’d rather [ pretend ] I’m something better than these broken parts — pretend — I’m something other than this M E S S that I am

#musings #( about )#( the broken )#( the despondent )#( x. bent but not broken )

“I see the future without you The hell was I doing in the past Now that I've learned all about you A love just like ours wouldn't last I won't fall for your games So don't hate me when I say That you don't do it for me anymore No, you don't do it for me anymore Money won't pay for your problems You gotta fix them yourself Vices and pity won't soft them Stop feeling bad for yourself I won't fall for your games So don't hate me when I say That you don't do it for me anymore No, you don't do it for me anymore”

#musings #( music )#( x. bent but not broken )#( legit Nova speaking to her past and wanting nothing to do with the lifestyle she had before )#( x. fix those problems yourself )#( the prostitute )#( the survivor )#( the fighter )

rpxmusings

who we ARE and who we NEED TO BE to survive are two V E R Y D I F F E R E N T things

#musings #( about )#( the working girl )#( the desperate )#( the dark soul )#( the tormented )#( x. bent but not broken )#( x. she is a magnet for trouble )

gatissed

#musings #( about )#( the reckless )#( the troublemaker )#( x. she is a magnet for trouble )#( the dark soul )

ptonkin

#musings #( about )#( x. she is a magnet for trouble )#( x. bent but not broken )#( the warrior )#( the loving )#( the fierce )

veapor-blog

character aesthetic ➝ the runaway

“You can run away from yourself so often, and so much, just because the broken pieces of you cut your feet too deeply if you stay around for too long. But then what if someone were to come along and pick up those pieces for you? Then you wouldn’t have to run away from yourself anymore. You could stop running. If someone sees you as something worth staying with— maybe you’ll stay with yourself, too.”

#musings #( aesthetic )#( the runaway )