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***UNDER CONSTRUCTION*** independent, semi-selective, semi-active ZED MARTIN from nbc's constantine written by haley est. feb. 26, 2017 ~ navigation

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Road to El Dorado  {Sentence Starters}

“I don’t like this.”

“Get back, mortal!”

“You fight like my sister!”

“The horse is a surprise.”

“Hey, how’d you get those?”

“Stars! Can’t do it. Not today.”

“I’m not sure I can trust you…”

“You lied to me? How dare you!”

“You drank sea water, didn’t you?”

“Stop! This is not a proper tribute!”

“No, no, no, not with the face. Stop.”

“This could be our destiny! Our fate!”

“Regrets? You mean besides dying?”

“Well, maybe I DON’T need you anymore!”

“Great. Sensational. That’s your plan, is it?”

“Well, it was nice working with you, partner.”

“I’m not really asking you to trust me, am I?”

“The stars are not in position for this tribute!”

“Did you ever imagine it would end like this?” 

“Pff! What makes you think we need your help?”

“Oh, then I suppose you’ll be wanting these back?”

“I know what you are, and I know what you are not.”

“So how’s the, uh… how’s the escape plan coming?”

“I will give you the honor of a quick and painless death.”

“If I believed in fate, I wouldn’t be playing with loaded dice.”

“Look, change of plans. We have to grab what we can and go.”

“My plan was that we should lie low! But your plan was to run off!”

“On one side, gold. On the other side… painful, agonizing failure!”

“Our greatest adventure is over before it began, and no one will even remember us.”

“You know that little voice people have that tells them to quit when they’re ahead? You don’t have one!”

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       momentary confusion is quickly replaced with a smile && a breathy chuckle as she extends her hands && spins a slow circle in place, getting   ( temporarily )   lost in her vision.

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"I’m just a sucker for pain." [pcttydabblcr]

( random lyrics —– ACCEPTING )

       ❝ i’ve noticed. ❞       she doesn’t say anything else, for she’s worried that the annoyance she’s so carefully laced into her tone will quickly fail to hide her concern if she keeps speaking. instead she simply moves to the kitchen to fill a ziploc bag with ice, then returns && silently holds it out to him.

                    ( & @pcttydabblcr )

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RANDOM LYRIC MEME

One look and I can’t catch my breath 

When you’re not next to me–I’m incomplete 

Oh, love, let me see inside your heart 

It’s like a hunger in me 

I didn’t know that I was starving ‘til I tasted you 

Don’t need no butterflies when you give me the whole damn zoo 

I can’t imagine a world with you gone 

I’d be so lost if you left me alone 

Can you hear me screaming “please don’t leave me" 

Hold on, I still want you 

Come back, I still need you 

Let me take your hand, I’ll make it right 

I swear to love you all my life 

I don’t wanna let go

I know I’m not that strong

Let me be your sanctuary 

Let me be your safe place to fall 

I can take away your worries 

Maybe if I act like that, that guy will call me back 

I’m scared that there ain’t a cure

I’m not here for your entertainment 

You don’t really want to mess with me tonight 

I was fine before you walked into my life

Why don’t you like me?

But you only want what everybody else says you should want

Fuck you very, very much 

Do you really enjoy living a life that’s so hateful?

I want your love 

I want your drama 

You and me could write a bad romance 

Pull me closer if you think you can hang

Don’t go screaming if I blow you with a bang 

What’s wrong with being confident? 

Is your tongue tied up? 

So you say I’m complicated 

I need a gangsta to love me better 

Please don’t make any sudden moves 

All my friends are heathens. 

You’ll never know the murderer sitting next to you

I’m just a sucker for pain 

I wanna tie you down 

Love and the loyalty that’s what we stand for

Won’t hesitate to go straight to your head like a concussion

But your brother was a good substitute for you

Say you’re sorry honey, but you never really show 

I hate that I love you 

I hate that I want you 

I miss you when I can’t sleep 

[wetheremnants]

@realbitsa​

With the rising darkness wreaking havoc about the place it was near impossible to relax, it seemed every time things fell quiet even for a moment some other nasty would raise its ugly head. He knew this time would be no different.

It had been a good few days since anything of significance had been brought to his attention and he figured it was about time he taught Zed some tricks of the trade while he could. Though he’d much rather spend the time getting some much needed rest, he knew all too well it’d be a wasted opportunity if he didn’t even try to further their arsenal, especially since she was so naturally attune to otherworldly energies.

Setting down the beer he’d been sipping at, he sat himself down next to her, spell book in hand. A simple one for now, some things he’d picked up a long time ago, it’d be a good place for her to start.

     ❝– So I was thinkin’, with everythin’ goin’ on I     could really use a second pair of hands t’ help     me in a pinch, Chas isn’t all too interested in     learnin’ this kinda thing but I get the feelin’ you’d     be a natural if y’ want t’ give it a go. Interested?❞

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       she’s curled up on the couch in the mill house with her charcoal pencil in one hand, her sketchpad resting on her legs, && her earbuds in. they’ve already had a few days without any signs of the rising darkness, which   ( in zed’s mind )   meant they would probably be dealing with something again soon, so she’s decided to use what little free time she may have to draw whatever she wants. however, it’s a decision that’s quickly overruled by him joining her.

       she removes one earbud && looks over at him as soon as she sees him sitting out of the corner of her eye. then he starts speaking, && she pulls out the other earbud && sets her stuff aside to give him her full attention. his question brings a faint smile to her lips && a touch of excitement to her tone as she answers.     ❝ yes. ❞

                    ( @pcttydabblcr )

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gnarxta:

     Dark hues flicker up; away from the small box he’d been reading from and to the, rather tired looking, woman. He simply blinks at first, his mind processing and searching for an answer to her question, and then finally–      “Ah.” He hums, and his gaze wanders back to the shelf before them. Fingertips skim gingerly over the products lining the shelves, then hook on and gently tug at two small packages.

“Aspirin is better suited for minor aches and pains. ’Vanquish’ would be better for headaches…  ‘Motrin 800’ would be the strongest ‘over-the-counter’ pain reliever here. It, however, is mainly used for rheumatism, arthritis, and musculo-skeletal issues. But it should also work for headaches.”  Silence, for a few moments– and then he smiles down to her (that’s what they did when they wanted to show another that they were friendly, yes?), and offers the both small boxes to her.   “ If you do take the Motrin, however, I recommend staying home afterwards. It is quite strong. You might simply be better off taking Tylenol and drinking a lot of water.”

       a faint smile graces her lips in return as she takes both boxes from him && offers a response.     ❝ somehow i don’t think drinking water is going to help much with this headache. ❞

       she falls silent && her gaze fixes on the boxes she now holds while she takes a few seconds to ponder both the information he gave && his suggestions. on one hand, motrin would probably be the most beneficial in terms of alleviating her migraine. on the other hand, she may need to keep her mind at least somewhat clear in case she need to have a vision.

       another moment, then she’s made her decision. despite her initial statement, she favors his suggestion.both boxes go back on the shelf && she grabs a thing of tylenol before finally turning back to him.     ❝ you’re pretty knowledgeable about this stuff. you a pharmacist or something? ❞

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Against his better judgment, he reaches behind him and pulls the door shut so the troopers can’t eavesdrop, he knows from personal that state troopers think he’s an asshole, being a feeb isn’t the only reason, but it’s a contributing factor, and he doesn’t want to feed the rumor mill any more than he has to. He thumbed over his shoulder absently. “I can ask Agent Gneiss to stay here tonight, she’s a good listener.” He’ll buy her breakfast to apologize if Zed takes him up on it, but he’s worried about more than what Zed said, if she’s telling the truth, this is going to get worse, “people are getting eaten” worse, and their bar for worse was set pretty high as it is.

“If there’s something you want to tell me,” something the troopers wouldn’t believe if he hadn’t shut the door. “I’m right here.”

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       ❝ i don’t need a babysitter. ❞     the words come out with little thought, for most of her focus is on her internal debate over how much to tell him. her eyes lift, allowing zed to look at him as she considers her options. if she tells him even a little of what she knows && how she knows it, he   ( && anyone who might be listening through the door )   would probably think her to be insane. however, if she says nothing && people get hurt, it will be as if she’s at least partially to blame.

       a soft sigh escapes her as her gaze drops back down.     ❝ there’s another one of those things. it’s going to attack in a more populated area than the other one, && it’s going to attack soon. ❞

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whcwashe:

         Well. This was – awkward, to say the least. Although, it’s not the first time someone’s planted themselves in front of her and demanded attention. John, though, hadn’t asked a question – he’d just directed. “ —- I don’t – ah. I’m – are you from the Atlanta area, at all?”

       her head tilts && her brow furrows slightly as her single word answer comes out rather hesitantly.     ❝ yes. ❞     there’s a noticeable pause while she thinks back over her time in atlanta before adding,     ❝ but i don’t remember seeing you there. ❞

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                                                                NOBODY’S HOPELESS

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       a soft sigh escapes her lips as her gaze dances across the drug store’s shelf. another second is wasted simply staring at all the medicines before she finally approaches the closest person.     ❝ sorry to bother you. you wouldn’t happen to know something you could take for a headache that’s stronger than asprin, would you? ❞

                    ( & @gnarxta | sc )

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