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[professorite]

"i’ll stick to dying, thank you."

[taltalk]

             it is not often taliesin refuses interviews, but stubborn nature leaves answer as a simple no. annoyance is well hidden behind kind features. eyes stay locked on papers, notes carefully shuffled as he lays them carefully on desk.   “ you’ll find another show, i’m sure another host would pick you up in a heartbeat, dear. but i really am booked. ”   he’s lying, a fact their manager could tell them. 

[unstone]

maybe  it’s  a  bear ,  taiju  had  said ,  nervously  unsure  of  what  had  stripped  the  bark  off  of  this  tree .  but  tsukasa  seemed  skeptical ,  and  senku  even  more  so .  it’s  not  a  bear ,  senku  told  them ,  it’s  a  person .  he  finds  himself  humbled  by  his  own  gross  oversight .  he  swore  he’d  looked  around  the  area ,   surveyed  if  anyone  had  been  nearby ,  but  he’d  found  nothing .

things  changed  when  tsukasa  came  along .  their  travel  radius  widened ,  and  they  were  seeing  signs  of  life .  funny  . . .  if  senku  had  gone  just  a  little  further ,  he  might  have  found  this  person  sooner .

now ,  after  tracking  her  for  days ,  it  seemed  she  found  them .  her  attack  is  halted  by  tsukasa’s  quick  reflexes ,  but  that  isn’t  what  surprises  him .  ❛   that’s  . . .   ❜  

❛   ---  yamagishi  yukako  !   ❜

                                              @fukenzena​        /       plotted .

[talicolsett]

SETTING :   5:32 PM  /  ROME  CHECKING IN : @friendlylocalrussian​

          What the hell is he doing out there ? Taliesin isn’t sure how long he’s been out there, if he’s been circling or parked out there for a few hours, but as patient as she is, it’s started to get on her nerves. Her irritation grows, steadily the longer she watches the monitor, the car sitting just outside the gate.The irritation stretches until finally, she snaps. Weaving her way though labyrinth of hallways, boots tapping with rhythmic purpose down the steps of the continental hotel, sunset casting a wide shadow from the building looming above them.

          Knuckles rap against car window, a simple way to get the other’s attention, motioning for the driver to roll down the window, head tilting ever so slightly.   “ Are you planning on coming in for a room ? Because if you’re going to keep lurking, I have to ask you to leave. . . You’re putting some of the customers on edge. ”   Criminals tend get antsy when they find out a guy has been sitting outside, probably too reminiscent of a stakeout. 

[nanakui]

@pruinesce​  said  :  ❛ how ironic, our paths cross again! so near and yet so far. ❜ / WRONG BLOG BUT SHINOBU,

he’s  been  bleeding   out  for  several  minutes ,  now .  he’s  sure  death  is  imminent .  sure  it’s  close .  he’s  not  angry  or  upset  . . .  he’s  not  clinging  to  life .  he’s  just  waiting  ,  wishing  it  would  happen  faster .  bleeding  out  isn’t  how  he’d  want  to  go ;  he  always  hoped  that  if  it  happened ,  it  would  be  with  the  swift  slice  of  a  blade  across  his  neck .  this   . . .  was  hardly  his  wish ,  but  didn’t  seem  unfitting .  and  then ,  like  nimble  spirit  in  the  woods ,  all  but  taunting  what  he  believes  to  be  his  final  moments  . . .  that  woman .  he’d  seen  her  kill  a  demon  before .  he  could  never  forget  her  ---  she’d  done  it  without  spilling  much  of  its  blood ,  or  removing  anything .

❛  ---  just  leave  me  alone ,  ❜   he  grimaces .   ❛  i  don’t  ---  nngh  ---  need  the  company .  i’m  fine  with  it ,  this  way .  ❜

   𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒         /        accepting  .

[hrker-a]

‘ i am relieved ––– the worst is over. ’ // @thrylcs​ *  .  ‘  𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃 & 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆

                        jonathan’s gaze lingered on quincey’s reflection on the carriage’s window . he had not spent nearly as much time with this man as some of his traveling companions had but , already , he was ready to surrender his life in his name . QUINCEY LOOKED TIRED . but his fatigue was well earned . during the chaos of the last few weeks , never had the man complained about the long days of travel or asked for a break . he would always be the first to step up to the challenge , always show himself available to battle the worst of adversaries with all of his fingers , teeth and bullets . now , as they sat there , watching the beautiful transylvanian horizon burst into shades of purple and pink , all of the restless nights had caught up with them . the setting sun was a bright shade of red but , this time , it was not due to the blood of the innocent . for the first time in a very long time , THE NIGHT CARRIED NO TERRORS FOR THE LIKES OF THEM . and that was , in part , due to quincey’s unmeasurable bravery .  

                         ❝        yes .     ❞     jonathan harker replied with a small smile , watching as clouds brushed past the other man’s hair along with rows of mountains and forests . he thought he would leave it at that , but there was so much more he wished to tell him . jonathan wanted to make it known to quincey that he was forever in debt to him , not out of obligation , but out of pure uncorrupted love , for during that trip they had become similar to BROTHERS . he wanted him to know how he was always welcome in his home and that he wished to see him again , far into the future , until they were both greying and living off nothing but old memories . there was much the man wished to share but , alas , jonathan harker had never been good at EXPRESSING HIS FEELINGS TO THEIR FULLEST CAPACITY . years and years of bottling things up for the sake of  “ decency  ”  had made him a serious quiet man . but still , he thought he ought to offer quincey at least an ounce of truth , for he had also lingered close to death numerous times and learned the importance of NOT LEAVING WORDS UNSPOKEN .

                             ❝        you are an exceptionally kind man , my friend .     ❞    he added , a few seconds after silence had threatened to settle between them . it was an odd thing to say , but jonathan found that was indeed the truth lingering on his tongue . it was not quincey’s fighting skills or recklessness that had saved them , it was HIS NEVER ENDING KINDNESS . the willingness to risk his life for the sake of others while seemingly forgetting his own safety ... jonathan could only hope to be half the man he was . his pale hand grabbed the other man’s shoulder , a gesture , he hoped , would let the american know how treasured he truly was . but all that affection felt unnatural to jonathan . he hadn’t been brought up to be THIS WARM . so he patted quincey in an attempt to make that moment dissipate into the air like dust and leaned back against his seat .           ❝        rest now . we have a long trip back home ahead of us .      ❞  

[laughshe-a]

“ let’s dig deep here… favorite color, favorite ice cream, favorite season? think you can handle it? ’ ” : @bnnerr​   ──────    SHARP OBJECTS MEME

                               harleen chuckled . it was a soft little sound but it allowed a flash of teeth to break through her reddened lips . this was the guy everyone was freaking out about back at arkham ? this was the guy her patients believed to be the demon haunting the streets of america ? the devil that aided all those criminals pleading for insanity clauses sound more credible ? BUT HE LOOKED SO SOFT . the type of guy harleen could shatter with her heel if she applied just enough pressure . the blonde tilted her head while examining dr. banner from head to toe , unapologetically assessing every inch of him .     ❝      aw , bruce .    ❞     dr. kopski said , sticking her lower lip out  ,  patronizing the man ,  just like she had been so many times before . not even allowing him the FORMALITY of being called dr. banner .  ❝      is that as deep as anyone’s gone with you ?   ❞    

                                          she lets that hang in the air before licking her finger and turning the page on the little file she had put together just for him . let that bold little question settle upon his shoulders . let him know that SHE’S RUNNING THE SHOW . oh , she could be so awful to the undeserving ( and now , ladies and gentleman , for our next act , harleen ! stepping over the line once again ! )  .  ❝      no wonder you look so tense .   ❞    it’s almost rude ; the nonchalance of it all . the way she doesn’t even look him in the eye when she throws that thought out there . like she’s talking to herself . LIKE BRUCE IS NOT EVEN THERE . without warning those big blue eyes are locked on banner once again . harley’s not smiling ... but her eyes are . MOCKING HIM .    ───   seeing how far she could stretch his rope before IT SNAPPED .     ❝       is it hard ? letting people in ?   ❞