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The other manâs attitude certainly was not earning him any sort of good points with Damien. Nevertheless he did not comment further than what could interpreted as a look of disappointment. He already hadnât expected much given this was...well you know, Gotham, but for such a well reputable man, Edward wasnât really much was he?
Though as his current hostage continued speaking, eventually landing upon another question, his lips twitched into an eerie smile. âQuite the observation,â The man mused, âThough perhaps it is best to leave that one for you to determine on your own.â He stated simply, âYou love a good game do you not?â Damien added with ease, watching Edward as if to gauge any sort of reaction he had.
The question was not necessarily one that could be answered in the way it had been asked, given Damien was a man who indulged in all those kinds of power. They furthered his rather particular plans after all, and therefore were seen as beneficial in his eyes. A more appropriate question would have been; Is there any sort of power he did not want?
â Â no motive other than pleasure, Â my dear. Â â
It was something he was well familiar with yet a concept he was never able to imagine himself. It was a lesser form of motivation to him, a messier one that led to detrimental mishaps. When one did things simply for the pleasure of it, there were no strings, nothing to keep them in check. He had worked with a man of similar motivations once. And weâll just say that ended poorly for the particular anarchistâs face and schemes.Â
âHow unfortunate.â Damien spoke coldly, âAnd here I had thought our partnership would turn out at least a tad better than previous ones.â The being spoke almost as if he was disappointed in Edward. âThough I canât say I am entirely surprised. All humans are flawed after all, our minds too impure to be otherwise.â Damien spoke almost as though he were simply thinking aloud now, having stopped talking directly to the other man. Ah, if only his allies could last. Though he supposed it was often better that they did not.Â
âSimply pleasure, hm?â He inquired smoothly, quirking a brow in another mannerism of disappointment, âNothing else at all?â He added, his pale gaze returning to peer at Edward.Â
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* ( Â LEGACIES 2X04Â / Â SENTENCE PROMPTS.
These may have been edited for clarity or length or to better apply for roleplaying.
â Itâs a little dramatic, donât you think? â
â Anything you want to share? â
â And you didnât think that thatâs something I should know? â
â Look, I will take care of it, but from a distance. â
â You told me the truth, and everything worked out fine. â
â Iâm pretty sure that was your fault. â
â Iâve had enough of your help. â
â I cast that spell, and Iâm gonna deal with the consequences. â
â But Iâm never doing black magic again. â
â If you ever have need to talk my door is always open. â
â I said Renaissance era, not Renaissance festival. â
â I mean, Iâm great, but everyone else, terrible. â
â I need to carpe the diem. â
â Besides, friends should support each other. â
â If Iâm happy, youâre happy. â
â Are you even listening to me? â
â Ever since you got back to school, your sentences have averaged three words each. â
â I need to know youâre not gonna go stabbing. â
â Since when do you speak Japanese? â
â I shouldnât have asked you to come with me. â
â How are you always in the right place at the right time? â
â Are you seriously using black magic again? â
â Allow me to remind you that whenever you do, whatever happens to you happens to me too. â
â Iâm so sorry. It wonât happen again. â
â Who the hell is that? â
â My mental health is the most precious thing that I have. â
â A rash I can deal with, but I cannot risk crazy. â
â I guess that means youâre doing something right. â
â What were you even doing here? â
â What the hellâs going on? â
â This is not what I signed up for. â
â Look, I need to help a friend with a project. â
â Just because sheâs supernatural doesnât mean we can trust her. â
â Look, I will take all the help I can get. â
â How do we kill the the demon? â
â Thereâs a student that needs your help. â
â I wasnât in control back there. â
â Itâs okay. I-I can help you. â
â I donât remember any of it. â
â Barrier spell. Means that no one can get in or out without me saying so. â
â We have other options here. â
â No, landfills are an unsustainable solution. Keeping you alive is not. â
â W-Wait, where are you going? â
â We canât give the monster what it wants. â
â I feel that we are not as close as we could be. â
â Iâm gonna kick your ass. â
â What the hell is this? â
â Shut up. Just shut up. â
â You and me weâre not friends. We never were, and we never will be. â
â So see this: you donât exist to me. â
â We have to get you to somewhere safe. â
â There is nowhere safe. â
â Even though you might have the best intentions, not every sacrifice is worth it. â
â You said this isnât my fault? â
â Why would you want to save me? â
â Come on, there had to be more to it than that. â
â I know that it doesnât make any sense. â
â I canât let you risk your life because I tried to give up mine to save it. â
â We have to find another solution. â
â You said you were gonna help.
â No real guy ever likes you, âcause youâre messed up inside. â
â Because you are a stupid, crazy person who talks to herself. â
â Why are you carrying a sword? â
â I thought I was losing my mind. â
â I was honest with you. The least you can do is be honest with me. â
â This is a huge misunderstanding. â
â Are you okay? â
â Iâm sorry. Iâve got trust issues. â
â I have a long history of bad luck when it comes to relationships. â
â Really screwed this up, didnât we? â
â I donât know, but I-I can feel it in my head, trying to take over. â
â I already know Iâm crazy, okay? You donât have to rub it in. â
â I canât live like this anymore. â
â Thereâs no fixing me. I am just shattered. The pieces are too small to put back together. â
â We werenât gonna talk about that until we had real solutions. â
â Thereâs so much black magic in it, it hurts to hold. â
â You did it. I love you. â
â Thatâs not what Iâm talking about. â
â Whatâs wrong? â
â I did black magic. â
â I feel really sick. â
â You said you had something that could help. â
â This is a mora miserium, a tool used by certain sects of witches to withhold the ill effects of using such magic. â
â I should have been there tonight. â
â Whatâs really holding you back? â
â But this time, Iâm gonna get it right. â
â I kind of blasted her with enough black magic to exorcise an army out of her head. â
â Wait. You did black magic? â
â You saved my life today. â
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* ( Â REIGN /Â SENTENCE PROMPTS.Â
These may have been edited for clarity or length or to better apply for roleplaying.
â How many people have you killed? â
â History is a strong word. It was more of a⌠dalliance. â
â Have you ever wanted something so much that the fear of not getting it makes you wonder if you ever should have wanted it at all? â
â I donât want to live without you and after this I wonât have to. â
â No one will ever keep us apart again. â
â Men in general like to win. â
â Well, your taste in men always did leave something to be desired. â
â In the darkest of times you were my conscience. â
â The more we try to help each other, the more harm we do. â
â I lose everyone I love. â
â What odd turns our lives have taken. â
â I donât give my heart or give up easily. â
â You have to admit, your fate does have a sense of humor. â
â I need to forget a ridiculous, childish idea that I could love someone, they could love me, and nothing else mattered. â
â There is always risk. At least when you love someone itâs worth taking. â
â I never said I was a good man, but one can receive good advice from a bad person.â
â Love is never simple. Not that Iâm any expert. â
â Are you wearing mink-lined boots? â
â Well if I have to run I want to look good doing it. â
â We were supposed to dance under the stars. â
â Maybe there is no magic but what we make for ourselves. â
â If the price is my life, I will give it. â
â I canât bear to think about a future anymore, not without you. â
â What good is right or wrong if youâre dead? â
â Men donât like taking orders from women. â
â And real love never fades, not truly. â
â Just know whatever happens, this is not the end I dreamed for us. â
â Do not test my power and do not tempt my fury. â
â If Iâm as responsible as you say, I will never forgive myself. â
â I will spill blood to defend whatâs mine. â
â Men forget, that woman have ears. â
â Duels only lead to dead men, not respect. â
â I am trying to be better! â
â Youâre a monster. â
â You are a necessary evil whose orbit I canât seem to escape. â
â I opened my heart to a liar. â
          đđđđđđđđđ  đđđđđđđđ  đđđđđđđ  .
â  what are you doing?   â
â  what , youâre going to kill me?  â
â  fuck !  put the gun down !  please , come on ! itâs me , alright ? â
â  what are you doing with that ?  â
â  please .. donât do this anymore !  â
â  let her/them/him go or iâll blow you away ! â
â  wait ! okay âŚÂ okay ! okay , iâll tell you , whatever you want to know ..  â
â  you point that thing at me you better pull the trigger .  â
â  alright , alright , alright .. iâll talk !  â
â  please , just let me go , i wonât tell anyone âŚÂ i promise .  â
â   let me out of here !  let me go !  â
â  youâre not getting away this time âŚÂ â
â  actually , i think i better get going âŚÂ  itâs late and âŚÂ  â
â  come on ! fight back ! fight back ! fight back you coward !   â
â  come on , hit me !  â
â  do it ! pull the trigger ! do it  , do it  , do it !   â
â  come and find me âŚÂ polo !  â
â  i donât want to hide anymore , i donât want to be afraid anymore  ⌠ â
â  you  keep  saying  youâre  going  to  stop  but  you  donât !  â
â  how  many  more  people  need  to  die  before  youâre  satisfied ?  â
â  why  are  you  doing  this ?  â
â  donât  come  any  closer  ,  thatâs  far  enough  .  â
â  if  you donât  pull  the  trigger  iâll  pull  it  for  you !  â
â  i thought that you were in danger âŚÂ  â
â  youâre dangerous âŚÂ i ,  i just donât want to end up dead ..  â
â  i promise i wonât hurt you âŚÂ    â
â  can you please stop screwing with my mind , god !  â
â  i donât want to be here anymore , please , can we go back ?  â
â  um âŚ. iâm not sure i want to go ,  thanks  anyway ..  â
â   that sounds dangerous âŚ.  iâm in .  â
â  i donât know , it sounds awfully dangerous âŚÂ â
â  stay back or i will rip your head off !  â
â  i think âŚÂ  this  is  wrong , no . i canât just stand by  and  watch  it .  â
â  do you think you would ever hurt me like that ?   â
â  i canât be with someone who could hurt me like that âŚÂ â
â  this is not love !  it  is  obsession !  a  sick one at  that !  â
â  are you following me ?  what âŚÂ  what do you want ?  money ?   â
â  please âŚÂ i have money ,  just let me go . â
â  i donât think you realize how the dangerous this game is ..  â
â  itâs not just a game !   â
â  if youâre in some kind of trouble , you can tell me .   â
â  come on ,  itâs just a game , what could go so wrong ?  â
â  are you the one thatâs been watching me ?  stalking me ? â
â  actually , do you mind if we just stop/pull over here ?   â
â  what are you doing ?  you missed the stop back there ?  â
â  hello ?  is  someone there ?  â
â  youâre scaring me âŚÂ  â
â  okay , youâre really starting to scare me âŚÂ  â
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â¨ď¸  you seem really chill and I canât wait to start writing with you!
â Â Iâm impressed with your writing!Â
â Â I donât like your writing
â Â we used to write together, but we donât anymore.
âď¸ Â I feel like weâre really similar and would get along well.
⥠ I have a tumblr crush on you
âŻď¸  youâve helped me improve my writingÂ
⪠ I still havenât had the courage to send you an ask/reach out to you
⼠ I envy you for _____ reason
â Â I hope we write for a really long time!
â Â you annoy me
â Â I have something I need to tell you in IMs
â¤ď¸  you are my favorite writer of your muse
â Â Iâve followed you for a long time
âź Iâve heard bad things about you
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This place. The people here. It was all absolutely vile to Damien. He considered it beneath him. Even with the state that Star City had originally been in when he had arrived back there, Gotham made that seem like a fantasy land. Jerome was the current prime example of the illness of this city. Not because of his disfigurement nor his fiendish schemes. More so his attitude towards things and his utter lack of fear as well as discipline. He wanted chaos and nothing more it seemed. And though Damien could never come to respect such a crazed notion, such a mindset was useful in specific situations. A few of which, Damien was encountering during his stay.Â
The man seems to scoff slightly at Jeromeâs scrambling of words, still lingering amongst the darker side of the balcony. âYou know the ins and outs of this city.â He spoke at last, taking a few steps as though he may take the offered seat, but he instead stood beside it. â You have followers willing to comply to your acts of chaos, which is impressive I suppose.â He continued, piercing blue eyes simply watching the male once more. âBut I already have rats,â Damien coins the word Jerome used in an ever slightly venomous manner, âOf my own.â he informs.Â
Flattery was never Damienâs style. âMy stories come with a price, as I am sure you know. A price far greater than a bottle of wine or some scuttering followers.â He spoke simply, steadily moving to, at last, take a seat. He folded his hands neatly, placing them in his lap. A sign of good faith towards the other. âSo tell me, what exactly is there that you can offer me?â Damien inquired, watching the otherâs reactions closely.Â
Chaos was needed. In the end there would, in fact, be chaos. But right now he needed order and discipline. Heâd make Jerome comply to such ways of working. He figured the clown at least held an understanding of survival. Perhaps had some instincts fluttering around that head of his somewhere that could lead him in the correct direction.Â
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L I G H T
â  at night i dream of you.  â â  donât give up yet.  you still have time to fix things.  â â  falling in love with someone else is not a personal attack.  â â  i am still so weak when it comes to you.  â â  i canât believe i let myself let you down.  â â  i donât care where we go when we die,  as long as iâm with you.  â â  i dream of saying to you all the words i held inside until it was too late.  â â  i feel so warm  &  safe when you talk to me.  maybe i could love you if youâd let me.  â â  i finally let the right people in  &  i have never felt so loved.  â â  i like the way your nails paint red stripes along my spine days after youâre gone.  â â  i lived in your permafrost for twenty years  &  then you looked at me  &  i felt the warmth of spring.  â â  i once wished youâd leave me alone,  but i take it back.  â â  i want to be able to love someone else,  but you stretch your arms  &  spread your legs inside my heart so that there is no room for anyone or anything else.  â â  i want to believe that we got it right this time.  â â  i wonder how much longer i can cling to your light before it expires completely.  â â  i would travel across the world to be by your side,  because as long as you are with me,  anywhere is a perfect place to me.  â â  it took me awhile to realize it myself,  but you are not what other people say you are.  â â  itâs not that i really need you,  but life would be pretty boring without you around.  thereâs no one i would rather be with.  â â  iâd like to stay like this for awhile.  â â  life  &  death donât have to be so boring,  letâs make both an adventure.  â â  life imitates art,  they say.  i didnât believe it until i started to notice the way your eyelashes look so much like tiny ink stroke.  â â  live your life so that when you die,  souls will come for miles just to hear your historic tales.  â â  make your exes jealous  &  your past self proud.  â â  maybe youâre what i needed to find in order to move on.  â â  never get caught falling harder.  theyâll never let you back up.  â â  please donât go.  â â  some days itâs easier to just stop fighting it  &  succumb.  â â  sometimes,  youâll find it hard to keep going,  but you always will.  â â  the desire i feel for you is that same itching,  insidious hunger that an addict has for their addiction.  â â  the worst thing about you is that you werenât all bad.  â â  there is absolutely nothing  &  no one who can stop me.  â â  there is no route of losing you that is without pain.  â â  thereâs still room for adventure  &  there is no one iâd rather have by my side.  â â  things didnât turn out the way i planned,  but iâm alright with that.  â â  we could be really incredible together,  you know?  â â  you are beautiful  &  vibrant  &  confident.  you are light  &  laughter incarnate  &  every fiber of your being screams freedom  &  joy.  when i am with you,  i am truly happy.  â â  you are starlight incarnate,  from the grand way you sway your hips to the wide mysterious way you think.  blessed are any to be loved by you.  â â  you are too afraid of the future to let go of a past that was never kind to you.  â â  you call me yours  &  i have no idea what that even means to you.  â â  you remind me of bubblegum  &  sweets;  soft  &  pink  &  warm.  you are strong in the gentlest way.  you are so stubbornly kind.  i wish i could be like that.  â â  you still visit me while i sleep sometimes.  your fingers trace my spine  &  i listen to you breathe.  please stop haunting me.  â â  âmorbid curiosityâ is a wonderful way to describe how i feel about you.  â
D A R K
â  a thousand empty bottles  &  fist fights will never return to us what we lost that day.  â â  everyone else has moved on,  but i am still here.  â â  everything about you screams danger.  â â  everything is worthless to you  &  you,  in turn,  became worthless.  â â  for once in my life i want to be surrounded by people that i donât feel like i need to impress.  â â  freedom is really hard to get used to.  â â  how could you do this to me?  how fucking could you?  â â  i am becoming everything we always dreamed of  &  i am leaving you behind.  â â  i buried you so well that you might as well have died.  â â  i can rest easy knowing that the person i love is dead  &  not the monster you became.  â â  i canât look at you.  not now,  not ever.  â â  i donât ask how youâve been.  whatâs the point?  youâd lie anyways.  â â  i dream of hearing the words i so desperately needed to lay your memory to rest.  â â  i haunted this house first.  there is no room for you here.  â â  i have a right to be upset.  i loved them too, you know.  â â  i just want it to end.  i want it to all go away.  i want to go away.  â â  i may be a wolf in sheepâs clothing,  but a snake hiding in the skin of a mouse is far more dangerous.  â â  i saw your face today  &  didnât feel anything.  i am free.  â â  i tried to save you,  but you didnât want to be saved.  you just wanted someone to suffer with you.  â â  itâs almost as if you were never here.  â â  itâs unhealthy to do these things,  you tell me.  you say itâs time to stop smoking,  time to stop gambling,  &  dammit,  i f you donât stop drinking itâll kill you.  i sure hope youâre right,  darling.  â â  iâm always pleasantly surprised by how easy it is to kill you in my mind  â â  iâm not really scared to die.  iâm more afraid that no one will miss me when iâm gone.  â â  iâm not the person you left behind anymore.  thereâs no one here to miss.  â â  iâve been dead far longer than iâve been alive.  â â  iâve eaten nothing but flower petals  &  ivy for weeks because i want to be beautiful inside like you.  â â  iâve never been completely satisfied.  i most likely will still be unsatisfied long after my death.  â â  no motive other than pleasure,  my dear.  â â  one day iâll go or you will.  either way,  it will be as if iâm losing a piece of myself.  â â  our dreams  &  promises decay along with you.  â â  the leaves change,  but nothing else does.  â â  the only difference between avoiding  &  leaving is that now iâm not waiting up for you.  â â  there is no such thing as a person who is required to love you.  â â  thereâs only so much that can be done to repair old damage.  â â  things arenât going as i hoped.  maybe if i die,  i can start over again?  better luck next time.  â â  this is not something to be proud of.  this is a tragedy.  â â  trying to get rid of me?  oh honey,  youâll have to try much harder than that.  â â  trying to get under my skin?  youâre nothing more than a pesky itch.  â â  unlike you,  i canât hide my identity when it becomes an inconvenience or a danger.  â â  weeping is for gods  &  martyrs,  we cannot afford such luxuries.  â â  would you even miss me?  â â  you are not important enough to earn an eternal place in my heart.  â â  you complain nonstop about being unloved  &  alone,  i canât imagine what youâd be like if that were actually true.  â â  you donât know what itâs like.  â â  you made this so fucking easy for me.  â â  you should see me as a threat.  i will tear down everything you know until there is nothing left of you.  i am a walking threat.  â â  you think iâm already gone,  but iâm still fighting.  â â  you think iâm dead,  but iâm just dying.  â â  you were never an addiction,  you were a fucking disease.  â â  you wouldnât dare cross me.  i am god  &  you are the soil beneath my feet.  â â  your existence takes up so much more space in mine that we might as well be one entity.  â â  your fingers are so cold  &  bruised,  but youâre still slamming your fists again the barricade as if it makes a difference.  â â  your hair is tied in a noose  &  your fingernails are razor blades,  your lips are poison  &  i will gratefully kiss them.  â â  your hatred has a body count  &  we will not forget.  â â  your loss,  not mine.  â â  youâre a sick fuck.  you know that?  â â  youâre not gentle with me  &  i would never ask you to be.  â â  youâve trapped yourself so thoroughly in your own mind that itâs not even a rut anymore,  itâs a pit.  â
SENTENCE STARTERS FROM ALICE ISNâT DEAD (6/?).
âthe threshold for being that is just being a human being that isnât a danger to anyone.â âthatâs a lot when i say it all out loud like that.â âi should go home. but i canât.â â___ isnât dead. and neither am i.â âmaybe iâm below their worry. or even below their notice.â âi donât think they were flirting.â âi will be late on delivery. i will be in a great deal of trouble.â âthat sounds pretty good.â âoh god. oh shit. oh god.â âiâll leave the radio on. just in case.â âhow can i help you.â âhow fast was i going?â âlike to give up control?â âlife is so complicated, anything to make it more simple.â âwhatâs your name?â âwhat is happening right now?â âthe beaches are made of fish bone here.â âiâve gotten more used to the dark.â âi would have thought youâd be proud of me.â âthatâs an interesting theory.â âi could take off both your arms with my own hands. iâve done it before.â âiâm just here to talk.â âwhat do you want?â âi donât know what i want.â âwe donât like people who have seen things.â âthat was a rhetorical question.â âfear is living. and iâve lived this long, havenât i?â âi like you. youâre the most interesting one yet.â âi could dismantle you with just my teeth.â âisnât it so nice, yâknow, when you love your job?â âi just have to wait.â âi think i should lay low a bit.â âthereâs bad trouble coming.â âfirst, the dogs will bark. theyâll know before any of us.â âiâve been taking long walks on this coast.â âiâm the only one here to see it.â âsixteen minutes after the dogs started barking, i would die.â âwhen whatâs coming for me finally comes, there will be no warning.â âmaybe it had been a long time since i talked to anyone but myself.â âarenât you supposed to be watching the boats?â âthey have different eyes about safety.â âit had been so long since i had flirted.â âiâm not supposed to talk while on duty.â âprogress destroys jobs.â âthe easier things get, the less of us die.â âthe water, for all its tropical appearance, was freezing.â âi think itâs an actual corpseâs head stuck on the body of an alligator.â âi bought pina colada flavored saltwater taffy.â âwhy donât locals talk about it?â âi canât live forever in funland. i canât live forever period.â âhell, maybe every choice was correct.â âanyone can become an old person with a little luck.â âi lost my ability to judge strangeness somewhere around texas.â ânever found any kind of body.â âthis is a country of the vanished. of the missing.â âthe answer to his pain is in that boat.â âhow long has he been missing?â âyou seem like a nice woman.â ânever ask about it again. itâs not a mystery to solve. itâs a depth to drown in.â âi would have to stop them.â âit seemed truly abandoned.â âthis is some other horror.â âi have enough terror in my life.â âwe need that. we need some people to be better than others.â âi donât know, but together weâre finding out.â âi feel the anxiety.â âthe world will stay the same.â ânot visible to me and not in existence are not the same.â âoh my god. hold on!â âwe all might have stood there a long while.â âi donât suspect theyâll look too hard.â âitâs a simple story. a story with no ending.â âback to asking my own dangerous questions.â
A game was afoot it seemed. The almost playfulness of Edwardâs actions was a heavy contrast to Damienâs seriousness, despite the ghost of a smile that lingered on the manâs lips. His fingers swiped over the paper that rested underneath his hand, pressing it closer to his sleeve. Though his fingers continued to trace circles over it in almost a thoughtful manner. Pale blue eyes watched him a moment or two, and the corners of his lips twitched. An instinctive manner that made the man seem about to smile, but rather it was a mannerism signaling annoyance.Â
âMe?â Damien responded in feigned shock, peering at the other sharply. He seemed to pause, though only ever briefly. Edward wanted the truth and he had agreed to such. He had no problem with complying to such, but the truth, of course, could be stretched to immense distances without the listener being aware. âPower.â Damien spoke once more in almost an amused manner, âI have to inform you that the display you just saw was not my only ability.â He informed simply, keeping his gaze on Edward. It was unsettling, unwavering. Most would flinch underneath such a stare, but he knew this criminal would not. There was good reason he had approached him after all.
âI travelled here from Star City. Large city, lots of chaos rampant.â Damien chuckled breathily, âThough I must say, it certainly doesnât compare to this place.â He motioned around them briefly, âQuite the city you got here.âÂ