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[roulette-wings]

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[dogpuppy]

[roulette-wings]

(Gabriel flinches at the feeling of the hand grabbing him, before going limp like a small animal being picked up by the scruff of their neck.)

a-alright.

-- @gabriels-big-break

”Good”

*the hand drags him backwards towards the exit*

“Come back when you’ve learned real manners”

[roulette-wings]

he fucking died

[roulette-wings]

*Looks like someone came in the middle of the night...*

*... Some new decks of cards, some poker chip sets, and a brand new suit!!!*

”Heh, nice.” *she grinned*

[roulette-wings]

… go find your boyfriend, stupid.

*… it’s nice to have a friend like him.*

— @master-dealmaker

”…”

*is it her boyfriend?*

*she just walks out, hands in her pockets*

[roulette-wings]

…

… No.

*he just. Puts his gun away.*

… terminal says he’s still around here. You go talk to him.

— @master-dealmaker

*she feels her jaw tense*

“… ‘kay”

[roulette-wings]

*… he came here to kill Cyrus. But…*

… it’s not his fault you know. The soul went where there was room. And Cyrus was free.

… I’m… sorry Lyn. I’m really sorry.

— @master-dealmaker

”don’t apologize.”

*she says it like a command.*

*after a moment she just chuckles and shakes her head, grinning tiredly*

“Go on then. Go do what you need to do”

*she turns away, putting the gun down, her voice low and gravelly*

“I’m…. not gonna stop ya, kid”

[roulette-wings]

You can’t. He’s stuck in there now. Still kinda Cyrus. But. Not really ever gonna be the same again.

… just like me.

… His name was Alexander. If you call him that, there should be SOME recognition.

— @master-dealmaker

*… she doesn’t know how to feel*

*it’s that feeling you get when you learn something about someone you love, it changes your perspective of them. It’s good to know yet deep down you wish you didn’t*

“.. ok”

*she just.. doesn’t really look at Carbine*

*wont ever be the same again*

*that’s all it’s ever been. She just wants consistency for once. But she’s given up on it*

[roulette-wings]

… no. Nothing’s taken him.

… look, let me explain:

When I was… I wanna say 22 or so, my parents went missing. Everyone knew they weren’t going to come back, even me.

… but I at LEAST wanted to know who did it. But they never found out. All they knew was that it was a murder. They… kinda gave up on it after a few years.

…

… so why am I just finding out. That the guy who’s in Cyrus’s body, barely remembering a goddamn thing about himself like some idiot, is the same guy who killed my fucking mom...

Seven. Fucking. Years, Lyn.

— @master-dealmaker

*she just stands there, processing it all*

“In his….. dear god.”

*she just nods*

“Ok. How do we get ‘im out”

”can we?”

[roulette-wings]

I wouldn’t bother.

— @master-dealmaker

”with what? If something’s taken him again I’m fucking killing it. And I do NOT want to get my new suit dirty”

[roulette-wings]

So what? He just fucking disappeared?!?

That doesn’t happen.

— @master-dealmaker

”It happened once, when he was taken by the terminal. I swear to..”

*she reaches under the bar into a cabinet and pulls out a handgun*

“I need to keep a better eye on that man..”

[roulette-wings]

… Lyn.

… where. Is Cyrus.

*there is PURE HATE dripping from his words. He’s here to kill*

— @master-dealmaker

”I don’t know, I haven’t seen him in days.”

*she sounds stern, but surprisingly not raising her voice at Carbine*

[roulette-wings]

*oh. That is a Tommy gun. That is a LITERAL rifle.*

WHERE IS CYRUS?!?

— @master-dealmaker

*she’s INSTANTLY alert*

“What? Have you not seen him? What happened?”

[roulette-wings]

*door kick open.sfx*

LYN!!!!

— @master-dealmaker

”AGH— WHAT?? WHATS WRONG”

[red-velvet-0w0-deactivated20250]

why does making out have to always be amorous or sexual. maybe theyre making out for tax purposes

[unpeeled-human]

remake of an old doodle

[roulette-wings]

mhmmmm… you’re sure?

… nothing made to copy data?

*that sounds familiar… (Cyrus….?)*

— @say-their-name

*she knows, but she’s not just gonna tell this random guy*

“Nothing to my knowledge, no.”