#:^)

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;-- she may be insane in the brain but she's my precious beautiful baby girl

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;-- belle was a well behaved kid in helios bc wise and carole kept her in check. otherwise, you'd catch her throwing hands with another student during lunch break

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"...Really." It wasn't a question, it was worded more like a statement- one that oozes of deadpanned annoyance to the absurdity of the situation. Yes, it was only a matter of time that their paths would cross, considering he and the OIA were under TOPS, after all- Still...

How baffling that he was secretly assigned to her security detail in particular. The other half of Icarus...

"...How do you want me to call you?" He blurted out, casually. Hands buried beneath the pockets of his coat. "Miss Truvia? Lady Truvia? Nerdy Truvia? Icarus?" Yeah, no way in HELL Basil would want to be exposed in public with her. So why not have a little bit of fun with it until the eventual transfer after this mission is done, hmm? - @boomymania

𝐬𝐡𝐞   𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐝   𝐡𝐢𝐦   𝐢𝐧   𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞,   her   face   composed   even   as   her   eyes   narrowed   slightly.   of   all   the   people   the OIA   could   have   assigned   to   her,   it   had   somehow   come down to   one   of   the   very   few   who   could   have made   the   situation   more   convoluted   than   it   already   was.   apparently,   time   had   done   nothing   to   improve   basil’s   attitude.

❝ unless you'd like for me to call you mister basileus, sir basileus, average basileus, eurylochus, truvia will suffice. ❞

𝐬𝐡𝐞   𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝   𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭   𝐡𝐢𝐦   𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭   𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠   𝐟𝐨𝐫   𝐚   𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, already on the move to get matters situated before things would get a little too out of hand. phaethon had a method down on handling basil back in the days ⸻ she, however, did not.  

❝ considering you have been chosen to follow my lead, i suggest you begin programming yourself into obeying accordingly, so this operation can maneuver by smoothly without hiccups. you wouldn't like to stick around nerdy truvia for too long, now would you .ᐣ.ᐣ ❞

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;-- drawing wise's cowlick makes me wanna do a backflip out a 20 story building

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;-- don't worry, guys. she can't hurt you anymore

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❝   i   thought   you   all   were   ready   for   this   conversation,   but   i   thought   too   highly   of   you all.   anyways,   i   got   disowned,   so   who   wants   me   as   their   cute,   adorable, very innocent sister   ~   .ᐣ.ᐣ   ❞

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❝ you're telling me that all of you go through hollows on a daily and NONE of you have thought 'damn, that ethereal has a BBL i wanna get corrupted by.' ugh, whatever. ❞

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continued from : [ x ] - @bxd-kxrma

𝐬𝐡𝐞   𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧’𝐭   𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐭   𝐭𝐨   𝐢𝐭   𝐨𝐮𝐭   𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝,   yet   the   tension   that   riddled   her   body   was   enough   to   convey   that   she   had   not   been   prepared   for   this   confrontation.   she   had   spotted   him   earlier   in   her   day   as   she   was   guided   to   the   meeting   area   upon   arrival   ⸻   her   peripheral   catching   glimpses   of   recognizable   features,   but   she   wasn’t   entirely   sure.   now   that   he   was   standing   firmly   in   front   of   her   with   the   undeniable   look   to   his   face   she   remembered   from   way   back   then   .   .   .   there   was   no   doubt   left   in   her   mind.

he   was   here.   

just   as   her   father   had   said.

𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐯𝐢𝐚   𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝   𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭   𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲,   falling   back   on   the   composure   that   had   served   her   well   for   years.   her   expression   remained   calm   yet   her   eyes   betrayed   her   slightly,   softening   when   wise   uttered   her   name.   memories   of   the   days   of   old   where   he’d   call   out   to   her   between   lessons   quickly   filtered   through   her   system,   &   it   made   her   wish   that   their   fallout   hadn’t   turned   out   the   way   it   did.

things   had   been   so   beautiful   before.   

.   .   .   

a   fragile   smile   tugged   at   the   corner   of   her   lips.

❝   i   thought   you   were   dead,   wise.   i   feel   like   a   ‘nice   to   see   you   again’   from   my   end   doesn’t   uphold   the   relief   i   feel   seeing   you   standing   in   front   of   me   like   this.   i   ⸻   ❞

𝐬𝐡𝐞   𝐡𝐚𝐝   𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝   𝐡𝐢𝐦   𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲   as   well   along   with   everyone   else,   but   would   it   be   too   soon   for   her   to   confess   to   that?   her   primary   mission   is   to   get   close   to   him,   after   all   .   .   .   but   even   she   felt   like   those   few   words   was   crossing   the   line   this   early   on.

❝   ⸻   you   haven’t   changed   at   all,   well,   aside   from   your   height   &   the   look   of   exhaustion   on   your   face.   adulthood   has   proven   rather   less   impressive   than   we   once   imagined,   hasn’t   it .ᐣ.ᐣ   ❞