‘ first i stole to survive, then i survived to steal. it is all i know and all i will ever know. ‘
INDEPENDENT GARRETT FROM THE VIDEO GAME SERIES THIEF.
EST. 1/23/16 WRITTEN BY: ERIN
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@sxcrilege
‘ first i stole to survive, then i survived to steal. it is all i know and all i will ever know. ‘
INDEPENDENT GARRETT FROM THE VIDEO GAME SERIES THIEF.
EST. 1/23/16 WRITTEN BY: ERIN
t u r n o n t h e l i g h t .
Hιαтυѕ Ɲσтє
{ Alright, snowflakes, I’m gonna leave you for a while. I will be away for two weeks, starting from tomorrow 21th of January and until about the 4th of February. I won’t have nor comp nor Internet, so I would be able to visit Tumblr, BUT !!! It doesn’t mean that my askbox is closed - no! Fell free to send me messages, and when I’m back - I’ll have all of them. Remember that I love you all and stay safe and sound! }
Gaze flicks to the drink in her hand, and he held back the hundredth comment he would have on the matter of her taking his coffee. It was a hard to find brand, especially in the part of town they’d chosen to set up shop in. He doubted that she even liked it that much — she probably just did it to spite him. Wouldn’t be the only thing she did just to annoy him.
Sigh.
“I’d hardly call it nasty considering its what pays for the cafe visits you like so much.”
Moving to lean against the nearest wall, he folded his arms across his chest.
“The client’s name is Riven — or at least that’s what he goes by. He wants some old heirloom from an exibit on European culture. Apparently it was ‘supposed' to be his take of great grandma’s will but sister cheated him in a trade. Or something. Pretty straight forward.”
She would never admit it, but she liked the taste of that coffee, but she prefered him to think, she was drinking that beverage, only to irritate him. Truth to be told, Erin liked Garrett way much more, than it could be seen.
" What a heartbreaking story, " she noticed, taking another sip of that stolen coffee and came up to the window sill, where in the pot, she was breeding the blue poppies.
" Then, we'd better start in the late evening, and . . . tell me how much guards and traps await for us? " she knew Garrett for too long and knew his habits He always was the one to get ready for the deal beforehand, than rather act dynamically, what was completely opposite to her style. He was the thief, and she was more assassin. That was the reason they had a lot of fights and misunderstandings.
"I…don’t see why.”
" It's too bright, and therefor is easy to be noticed."
dolliism
" What a terrible color. "
sxcrilege
Knuckles give a lazy rap on an old door with peeling paint as leaking sunlight through a nearby window slowly fades behind neighboring buildings. Other hand tucked into his jacket pocket, Garrett paused to listen for any movement in the room.
“Are you up? I got a call for a job up north later tonight. Figured I’d drag you along.”
While waiting for an answer, he gave a bored look around the hall, suddenly having an urge to tidy it up. Who knew the last time they swept the place. Though it looked better than when they moved in. At first glance, one wouldn’t really consider the place abandoned. There was only so much they could fix up without drawing attention, however.
Erin yawned lazily stirring the sugar in her coffee. Well, actually his coffee. She gained new habit - to steal his beloved coffee. But it was alright, because she didn't care if it wasn't. He must have not noticed her absence, during the whole night, so the question to his answer was rather simple - she was awake, because she didn't go to sleep at all.
" You're terrible. Instead of asking me to go to cafe to treat me with breakfast, you offer me such nasty things. So what's the details? " Erin smirked, before taking the sip of her coffee, as she walked out of their kitchen and looked around. There was something special in living their lives in such a lifestyle. Something amazing.
Mun VS. Muse
basics:
WHO OF YOU IS:
Older? muse/mun Taller? muse/mun Richer? muse/mun Neater? muse/mun Nicer? muse/mun Smarter? muse/mun Funnier? muse/mun
advanced:
Who is a better friend? muse/mun Who lies the most? muse/mun Who swears the most? muse/mun Who reads more? muse/mun Who is more creative? muse/mun ( both ) Who is more troubled? muse/mun Who has better morals? muse/mun
yes, this is my old man mentor brother dont you have one
* pushes you with a stick *
"What.”
" Where the fuck you've been for so long? ! How did you dare to leave, without telling a word ? ! "
"…My dear friend, are you drunk?"
" Not drunk yet, not sober still. Why?
+ open rp
" Stealing is art, honey"
THIEF; PROLOGUE
✰ ♠ ✔ aaaand ♪ yes
✰:A reaction image I will probably never use
{She’s like ’ I’m so done of your shit, I’ll just hang in there’ }
♠:A character I desperately want to roleplay with
{ I need more Basso in my life!!! }
✔:What got me into roleplaying
{ Hm, what got me into roleplaying at all? Feeling that I can do something more than just admire the character, but to give them life }
♪:A song (or two) that I associate with my character
Hozier – Take me to the church
sxcrilege:
⊰∴♠∴⊱
” I suspect, you won’t like my smile. ”
"Poppy. Cock. All smiles. Shine.”
⊰∴♠∴⊱
" The light blinds. How deep it's in your head? "