#*timeline: got no strings

[agitatcr]

scarletxcross started following agitatcr

“Well ain’t you fuckin’ cute. Doncha know this ain’t a good part of town to be in this time of night?”

[agitatxr]

@lackspraise

          ♙    HE’D ASK   how he got in here but   ..   he knew better to question at this point,  plus he was just   too exhausted   to care right now.   staring as the other he sighed,  chin resting on his palm for a moment as he took in his foe.  or,  well   –  not his but the concept of his ire was standing in front of him right now.    ❝         sure did.  i kicked his ass,  took his company and visit him at ravencroft sometimes.  seems like i dealt with them quite plainly if i do say so myself,  lester.         ❞  

     He blinks once. He was hoping to get under Jr’s skin, and if he did, there’s not any signs he can pick up to prove it. Lester plops down in a chair and rests his arms behind his head. 

     “That’s actually music to my ears,” he says. “Nice to know I don’t have to look over my shoulder for that fucker right now. I didn’t come here just to razz you, believe it or not. Unlike you, I still have some problems from Norman lingering inside me, and well, it’s not like I can ask the Avengers for help. Apparently it doesn’t matter that I was one for a while.” 

     The nanites. They’re still there, floating in his blood in between his cells and doing the rounds from top to bottom. Lester swears he can feel them even though he knows that’s not how they work. He wants them gone, wants them out and he doesn’t believe when Norman said there was no way to remove them. He doesn’t trust having those fucking things inside his body, anyone with enough brain power can surely find all the information about them and how to reactivate them, and he’d rather not end up writhing on the floor in a puddle of his own piss again. 

     He’s not sure if Harry even has the resources to extract the nanites, but he took control of everything Norman had... maybe. 

[agitatxr]

@exsovietspy

“So, you here for business or pleasure?”

[agitatxr]

☼ - exsovietspy

It’s the pain that wakes him up, and he jerks up in the shitty hotel room bed. The first thing his brain registers is the shock of red hair, and he freezes immediately, hand poised for a knife under the pillow and eyes narrowed in annoyance. 

“Y’know if this is a social call you and I got about the same understanding of foreplay,” he says. 

[agitatxr]

xxshaundi started following you

“You look oddly familiar,” he says, narrowing his eyes just a little. “Have I killed you before?”