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hrghhrhrg so many good drafts and so many good asks brain is going so loud but also i should start fixing my schedule for when my therapy starts again
βI donβt think heβs focused on eh, working at the moment. I willΒ tell him though, I havenβt forgotten.β
give me ur ocs
"I'll need the railways between Castelia's ports and Anville Town clear tonight. I have quite a lot of equipment to move."
Β Β Β Β Β again, the thought crosses his mind. he's a traitor. to gear station, to the passengers, to unova. enabling the usage of the underground rail system for plasma to exploit. emmet doesn't want to know what kind of things they moved around. he turns a blind eye. keeps up the act. he's gotten so good at it.Β it's fine. it doesn't matter. he has his brother back. it's all that ever mattered to him. emmet knows he should loathe himself for thinking that. but he's doing this for ingo. he will never allow anything to separate them again.
Β Β Β Β Β he stares at the control panel, the blue glow emitting from it lighting up the otherwise dimly lit room. a few buttons of the touch screen are pressed in a routinely manner. move. reschedule. cancel. rearrange.
Β Β Β Β Β βΒ Β there you go. gate number seven,Β βΒ his tone is flat, the wide upturn of his lips still persistent on his face.Β βΒ rails thirteen and fourteen. allll ready.Β Β β
@frigidlordβ
He doesn't remember her name, but shes in his spot , squinting lightly he goes to his spot and silently maneuvers so he's in the sun relaxing along with her. About as comfortable as he can be.
@cnigiri
Quietly stunned, the doctor tries to figure out what the swordsman's deal is. She observes silently while he tries to get himself all nice and comfy, the sun dancing warmly onto his cheeks, which faintly makes his expression look not as cold as usual. Scooting a bit to the side, she slowly gets an idea of what he wants. It took some moments, but Linn was used to handling the silent types. The puffy tail gives Zoro more space to take up, almost nervously lying around him and unintentionally testing the waters. Would that be more convenient? He does feel quite... nice, though.