Julian Sparks.

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*· ☆,.- “And what happens if I am pushing the other button over there? Will something explode then, maybe?”

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damnluci:

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Ooh, so that’s what that button does. Good to know.

*· ☆,.- “No bad trick, I have to say. Really not. Did it kill him, though? Because that would really not be so cool.”

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lcsttsoul:

“I think I did it right.”

*· ☆,.- “Did you hit your target then?”

[richardmaddan]

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david-mcknight:

“I mean I do, but? It’s November, this is a completely different month, I… I’m just confused,” he managed a laugh. “Oh–I’ve had plenty of great Christmases. I’ve got my parents to thank for that. They’re… they’re awesome!”

*· ☆,.- Julian shrugged and nodded. “I am only guessing, mostly, so if you really want to know, you should maybe ask someone who really has experience here,” he then suggested, hoping that would help.

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cecilyren:

“Yeah–those things with muffins and stuffed animals–sometimes even alcohol. Kind of disgusting in my opinion. It’s literally all kissing up,” she snickered a bit. “Eh, hell if I know. I just came here to see what all the hype was about… it’s not really all that great. Just your ordinary town full of supernatural creatures, almost kind of boring.” 

“Ah. Yeah. Those things,” the fairy nodded. “To be all honest with you, though, I don’t even exactly know where I am. Was just traveling through, searching for someone. So this town is famous? For what exactly? Besides all those supernaturals you’ve already mentioned now.”

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hcrshiine:

Marinette hesitated. She wanted to bring him into the authority’s, but there was little time for that. “Okay.” She relented. “But he can’t have his knife though.” She huffed as she stood up from the ground allowing him to go free. As he ran away she let out a sigh. “Some reunion, huh?”

*· ☆,.- “I’ve actually planned to make it a little more cheesy with flowers and a gift box,” the elf chuckled. “But that was before someone was holding a knife against my throat...” He watched the stranger leaving and frowned a little. Humans could be so strange sometimes. “But then - all that matters is that I’ve found you - right?”

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leathercladbaby:

“No, I’m just feeling generous.”

*· ☆,.- “Generous about.... what exactly, if I am allowed to ask?”

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carterdrake:

“Let’s certainly hope so,” Carter agreed as he watched the attacker leave. “I don’t want to ask the stupid obvious question, but I have to. Are you alright? Anything i can do to help?”

*· ☆,.- “Oh, you mean because of the speel I’ve been using?” the blond guy ask back, a small chuckle following his question. “My name is Julian Sparks, and I am a fairy - always at your service!” He chuckled more, obviously not taking himself serious at this very moment. “And, you even can, maybe. I am looking for a girl. Her name is Marinette. Have you seen her here in this town, maybe?”

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abandoncdboy:

“When I say stuck, I mean stuck.” Aaron sighed. He must have heard and told the tale a thousand times and it never got any easier. “Not like the movies. What keeps us inside is invisible and even deadlier than armed men. If you try to cross the borders you explode.” 

*· ☆,.- “Oh wonderful.... that is really not what I’ve been coming ehre for,” the blond guy frowned and rolled his eyes before kicking a small stone away to express his frustration. He would for sure not allow anyone to keep him anywhere against his will. “And you’re sure that is not only a story they tell you? Like... I doubt anyone can be powerful enough to really do such a thing, actually.”

[scxrpius-malfoy]

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annabellemullins:

“N-No… it’s just… Things have been weird here and… we’re all on edge… I’m sorry…” She lowered her gun. “I’m Annabelle… and sorry for the rude introduction…” She smiled shyly.

*· ☆,.- “It is alright. my name is Julian. And I promise there is nothing about me you have to be scared about,” the fairy tried to assure the young woman, very aware it would most likely not be too much fun to fool around with her in any way.

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david-mcknight:

David thought for a moment, before nodding slowly. “I… I guess that makes sense, I think. I don’t know. The Holidays are just the holidays so… yeah,” he shrugged. 

*· ☆,.- “you do not sound like you have many experiences with such things yourself,” the fairy stated while giving the other a small smile. “Or, at least, no good ones, maybe?”

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cecilyren:

“If it was a serious question, there’d be actual gift baskets,” she pulled away, closing the knife and sliding it in her pocket. "I think this place is kind of over people showing up here. Handing out gift baskets would just make more people come–which would kind of be awful.”

*· ☆,.- “Gift baskets?” Julian blinked and looked at the woman, glad the knife was away from his throat again. “Apologizes if I seem like an idiot now, but what is so special about this place that it seems to attact all kinds of people to come here without being invited in first place?”

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reaperlyra:

Lyra watched without lifting a finger to help or otherwise, though she did seem very interested. “Wow, not bad. Though you didn’t kill him so no fun for me. I’d have liked to drag him off to the afterlife. You never know these days, though attacking strangers with a knife is not typical no. It should be.”

*· ☆,.- “Dragging people to afterlife is not exactly my thing, I fear,” the fairy shook his head, a very small smile appearing on his face nonetheless. “But, to each their own, right? Though it seems the man has already enough, anyway. At least for today.”

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hcrshiine:

It only took him making a small move to spur Marinette into action. she grabbed the hand with a knife it in and yanked it away sending him to the ground with force. soon enough she sung her leg over his arm keeping him imobile. 

*· ☆,.- Julian kicked the knife away and then looked down at the man, unsure what to do now. “Thank you butterfly,” he said, giving Marinette a nod. “That was for sure not how I’d wanted to meet you, though. Do you think we can maybe just let him go now?” he pointed at the man laying on the ground under her.