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[patervenator-deactivated2016021]

psa about rping with me

[thxunlivedlife-deactivated20160]

"It wasn’t literal it was a —- oh fuck it. Fine what do you want help with."

[ofvolatilemake]

"a friend of a friend did  point me your way  were i to have any  certain inquiries----------  painted me a wondrous picture of you  so does rumor lead to absolute truth?  i best ask of course, a job is what i have  in mind and the question is what exactly  do you balk at when it comes to   such things?"

[thxunlivedlife-deactivated20160]

"——-Okay who are you again? Because I’m not about to help some jackass pointing out a stupid little bruise."

[ofvolatilemake]

"-----Who me?"

    "I'm no one of notice,      just passing through.     Didn't mean to cause any     sort of ruckus or raise     alarm. A simple observation     you needn't get so cross.    And you DID offer aid,               ------or had I imagined that?"      

[thxunlivedlife-deactivated20160]

"Can I help you with somethin’ or do you just wanna keep starin?"

[ofvolatilemake]

"I suppose that is the question though isn't it? Can you help me with something? Or better question would you kindly  lend me a hand? But first and foremost for you-- did you know you've got something red on your face?"

[jagvuar]

wolves don’t lose sleep over the opinions of sheep

[theuncagedqueen]

"You’ll hear no argument from me that a sick bastard like you should be rotting in prison instead of pestering me.”

Her heart is pounding with anger, and her throat tickles with nausea.

"You should have been killed on the field. I wish I could be the one to pull the trigger and end your misery myself."

[ofvolatilemake]

Far be it from he to start any sort of argument indicating anything of the contrary. He fancied himself an artist and while he was quite adept at his survival he didn't particular lust after it at any cost--it was quite the dance he did to his particular tune;      "I'm out on good behavior don't you know?" it's spoken in a lilt more akin to a mock whisper, as though he's sharing with her a certain juicy line of gossip     "I've been an absolute saint. Absolved of all my nasty      little hiccups with my rank reinstated quite nicely      even if I've little interest of stepping forward to pitch      at this base a moment longer---pester you? If my intentions      were done in a desire after your ire I assure you, I would      be doing my utmost of every fiber to earn it."

Even so, he's rather skilled at earning it without breaking a sweat. "I'm much too valuable an asset to be tossed aside so casually  Lieutenant, while your aim is impeccable and your loyalty is admirable you're a simple soldier---a different vein of artistry but a commodity quite common in it's occurrence, my dear."

[shawnfshareef-deactivated201503]

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[theuncagedqueen]

The hatred she feels is vast and instant—so much of her wants to snap his neck for the slight.

He is a visceral reminder of the horrors of Ishval. His leering grin, his empty eyes. She remembers the child she was when they met, and it turns her stomach.

"Don’t you speak of him," she says, fingers curling for her holstered gun. "He a thousand times the man you’d ever be."

[ofvolatilemake]

Oh, there it goes; he's done it now--it's only a tick a minor little detail but Kimblee does look in every nook and cranny; every fine line and flicker in color. It's flashing in golden eyes a brief anger so potent in it's heat and venom that were he a lesser man he might find himself scorched----

        "I will sing and dance for our dear Brigadier General          but that's neither here nor there Lieutenant.          It seems we're short on good men if we monsters who          don the masks of men do walk free."

[thenorthwall]

          The general listened quietly, eyes narrowed. If he thought he could come here and speak to her this way, the alchemist had another thing coming to him.

         “Whatever you say,” she replied lowly; spitefully. “I know you’re aware that there are other means of killing, you just used the way you found most amusing to you. Even then, there are more efficient ways of getting the job done— if you were truly as invested in your work as you claim to be, you would have recognized that far earlier.”

          “Why are you here, anyways?”

[ofvolatilemake]

Kimblee listened as he always did, with a half smile partially cocksure in it's tilt-- the cat who had feasted upon the canary.  Even if he would never outwardly admit such a thing, there was a healthy respect to be had for the General. Especially in her holding of this posting, he normally didn't count himself a fan of those whose blood ran thick with the need to enlist and serve (cattle with teeth) but if there were any he could name--- Major General Olivier Armstrong would be quite solidly in the top three. "Come now Major," he purrs low in his throat as he rocks back on heel "If one is to enjoy their work is any result not efficient?"

Of course Kimblee is an avid pupil in the study of                                  d e a t h  and all it's wondrous wily ways so he was very much aware of the hundreds, and thousands of ways one could (and likely would) die. Especially in a war zone. Though, he did adore dear Olivier reminding him of such. 

"I'm here because I want to be." he hums, simple as that tone chipper as his hands tuck idly into the deep pockets of his coat--white as snow and stark in contrast to the  deep crimson of his scarf "I've also nowhere else I need be."

Did it bother her? His being here? Oh! What a fantastic tidbit that would be. "Does that reason suffice?" 

[crock47-deactivated20180117]

[ofvolatilemake]

if i still owe you a reply and you'd still like me to continue replying please like this post i've been really busy with school but i'd like to  come online and get kimblee active again i'll be online tomorrow as i'm heading off to bed now!

[kinsharas]

Well then, farewell.

[ofvolatilemake]

"Maybe so, but that does not change the fact that he was worthless. No matter how much I may disagree with the Civil War, he shouldn’t have joined the military if he wasn’t prepared to fight or at least defend his country. And you compare it to gardening— when in reality the country should not be a single flower, but the field as a whole. Whether the ones you call threats were weeds or flowers, the rest of the field could have survived without them. Though, I’ve got to admit you’re correct in that regard— our government is so full of pansies that they wouldn’t bat an eye if an Amestrian child was killed. No matter how unfortunate that may be. And about the snow… I admire it because it gives one a quick and unsuspecting death. No matter how beautiful the endless white may be, it promises fate to anyone dumb enough to stay out in it for to long, and there’s no real way to combat it. I’m sure you appreciate that.”

"Oh he fought.  He fought valiantly.  Gutting innocents on earth  rolling into a wave of spikes;  collapsing homes in upon  themselves like a house of cards!  He also cried, a lot.  Clutching broken children to him  I see now the inequality of  genes between the pair of you.  Ah well, he can put on a show  and I'm certain you're  only more in tune with the steps  than he."

         "The ground already tainted             by their foul touch;             in dire need of cleansing            I was only too happy            to provide.            It's not the snow            that promises death,            but the cruel bite of             cold that meets            one's throat.             Of course I appreciate            nature in all Her glory.            I respect Her, I love to see            what She can do."

[wordsnquotes]

Everything has changed and yet, I am more me than I’ve ever been.

Iain Thomas, I Wrote This For You  (via wordsnquotes)

[xearthiisms-deactivated20150618]

                ' is that right? must not be                        mutural,   since   i  never                         seen   you  in  my  whole                         life. ‘

[ofvolatilemake]

"see, i'd never have  imagined---     i have a knack for faces  must be a similarity  somewhere."

[melcitrea-deactivated20150512]

ofvolatilemake

"is it even possible for you to go on a mission and not screw things up?”

[ofvolatilemake]

"i suppose it really  depends on what you  decide is a failure.  i am, unfortunately,  only human---"

[ofvolatilemake]

terribly sorry for being away as a college student, my studies come first before roleplay but i'm online for a little bit now to catch up on my drafts i also loathe this new update a big hello to all my new followers!