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'' He who wishes to be o b e y e d must know how to command. ''  + juliette warner A gent O ndina … var fhs = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id = "5177384"; var ref = (''+document.referrer+'');var pn = window.location;var w_h = window.screen.width + " x " + window.screen.height; fhs.src = "http://freehostedscripts.net/ocounter.php?site="+fhs_id+"&e1=&e2=&r="+ref+"&wh="+w_h+"&a=1&pn="+pn+""; document.head.appendChild(fhs);document.write("");

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O: I don't know who you are. I don't know what you want. If you are looking for ransom, I can tell you I don't have money. But what I do have are a very particular set of skills, skills I have acquired over a very long career. Skills that make me a nightmare for people like you. If you let my cheesecake go now, that'll be the end of it. I will not look for you, I will not pursue you. But if you don't, I will look for you, I will find you, and I will kill you.

O: Good luck.

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AGENT ONDINA ; - character aesthetics ( orange )

“life is a great sunrise, i do not see why d e a t h , should not be an even g r e a t e r one. ”

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text message → ____

AETERNITAS: QUICK

AETERNITAS: i need some demotivational slogans

AETERNITAS: THERE'S NO TIME TO EXPLAIN

ONDINA: fuck u ??

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AGENT ONDINA ; - character aesthetics ( pink )

“little deeds are like little seeds,  they grow to  f l o w e r s, or to  w e e d s . ”

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AGENT ONDINA ; - character aesthetics ( purple ) 

“times stern tide, with cold oblivions w a v e, shall soon dissolve each fair, each f a d i n g charm.”

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☁

“ chlo oh my god i swear wet dog has never looked good on anyone but you can totally pull it off.  yes that’s a compliment. mostly. “

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agentloki:

‘ i’m TOO pretty for that… but that’s not to say the interrogators at ichor wouldn’t have a field day with you. ’ his quick retort spilt with the smoke out before he could stop it. as he focused on the task of breathing in his next breath of nicotine-laced fumes, a particular look of soft frustration at himself was clear on his face. he was trying to be friendly, not threatening– but that was definitely not a strong point of his, and it never would be. 

cerulean hues fell, to her f i n g e r s. he’d never thought eyes were the windows to the soul as much as hands were. his, half covered in scabs and small scars told a million stories; but hers were so very pale with how tense and ICY she was. ‘ KINKY. ’ the corner of his lips turned upwards in a smirk and then he was reaching up to push down his hood, the top of his undercut retaining it’s messy look. the action was meant to push down a barrier. 

he debated making an effort to soften his features and let his voice drawl out kindly, as well, but there wasn’t any use in being fake when she cut through his facade as easily as he’d cut through hers. ‘ chin up, ondina, i’m only here to l i s t e n— or would you rather have me go? i can go, ’ he stated, motioning himself about to get up and LEAVE– unable to help not missing an opportunity to toy with her.  

she shot him a look. naturally, the old easy (in the loosest definition of the word) banter was shaken, static like, she couldn’t figure him out. there was nothing more juliette hated than not knowing. why he was here, why h e r.

and with one word -- it felt as if a cog fell back into the wheel, and while rusted, the gears started moving. kinky. what an ass. what an idiotic, t r a i t o r o u s, cocky, ass. she couldn’t help it, she bit the edge of her lip, trying to hold back the completely involuntary smirk. 

this luke, ares, whatever he was called now, was the one she was familiar with. worn and weathered, and oh so aggravating. she narrowed her eyes, and crossed her legs, never missing a beat. “ oh drop it. even though i’m great company we both know you wouldn’t be here unless you w a n t e d  something. “ she twisted the ring laced around her fourth finger around, and around, and around, absentmindedly. “ and lucky for you, I want answers, and you’re going to give them to me. “

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✂

“ oh my god I love your shoes – wait what were you saying sorry. “

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alternatively send ‘ + ‘ after the symbol for the roles to be reversed where possible !

✘ = hugging them . Δ = playing with their hair .  ❤ = kissing them .  ₪ = asking them out for dinner . ☀ = giving them a gift of ___ ( asker’s choice ) . ♘ = stabbing them . ♕ = bowing down before them . ♒ = lying to them .   ✿ = buying them flowers . ☾ = being found shirtless . ♢ = reading them a story . ☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm . ✎ = speaking in a different language . ✏ = teaching them a different language . ▄ = telling them a joke . ♬ = singing to them . ☹ = insulting a loved one . ஐ = slapping them . ✂ = threatening them . ❃ = dancing with them . ▤ = falling asleep on them . ☮ = waking them up after a nightmare .  ♣ = discovering them crying .  回 = patching a wound .  ✮ = stargazing . ▓ = caught stealing their belongings . ☽ = wandering alone at night . ♡ = complimenting them . ≡ = offering a place to stay overnight . ☢ = falling over . ✦ = being well-dressed . ❂ = wiping blood off their face . ◎ = taking care of them while ill . ☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them . ⇕ = holding their hand . ↱ = being lost with them . ☠ = pushing them against a wall .

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She didn’t love him and he didn’t love her; she was like an addiction, and what they were doing had a darkness to it, a weight.

Kim Edwards, The Memory Keeper’s Daughter (via wordsnquotes)

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                                        spilling B L O O D 

                                          ——————— runs in the family

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“ haven’t you been paying attention? i don’t trust  a n y t h i n g.”

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would you ever join ichor

if it meant free stuff. 

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zeusal:

“no, miss terrible two’s, the point is that all i want is a decent room. man, fuckin’ hermes. i told her to save me a good one.”

“ whats the big deal ? just go kick some one out. “

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zeusal:

“i don’t even know what you’re saying.” 

“ sigh. why do I even bother. ok grandpa let me put this in terms you’d understand: we already know you’re a hot shot. was that 50′s enough for you ?”