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FMK: Huck, Joe, James
Send three names and I’ll say who I’d fuck, marry, kill - @agent-gin @ohsolovingsouls
"Well obviously I'm going to marry Joe."
"God, Sora is going to kill me for this, but I think she'd kill me either way. I'm fucking James and killing Huck."
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Q knew almost as soon as he caught the scent on Joe that he had made a mistake but had no idea who else to go to. So, slowly, he stepped into the room and let the door close behind him.
"I got... Hit by something and I think that I might be hallucinating really badly." He said quietly, since opening with 'I think I'm a vampire' didn't seem like the best way to stay out of the cells. He didn't step any closer to Joe but, now the door was shut, every breath in flooded his senses with the scent of the blood and his teeth practically ached with the urge to bite.
How do they feel? (@agent-gin)
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She moved her leg slowly, feeling the limits of the support brace worn on her thigh to address her minor mishap: miscalculated height. Granted, it was a training mishap, so the intensity of risk was low enough.
Lancelot was disappointed of herself regardless, refusing to limp all the way to the infirmary for treatment—if it would even be called that. So she marched-shuffled as swiftly as she was able, because it did hurt.
“Just a bit constricting,” she replied upon accepting the limits of the device, putting her leg down. Roxy exhaled; she’d have to confine herself to less active work. “How long before I could remove it?”
New Muse Alert- Agent Gin aka Jay Carter
@agent-gin from here
Marcus had to keep his expression neutral instead of shoving the man away the way he actually wanted to. "I do, but that doesn't mean I'm not a target." He could mimic Q's voice perfectly but he wasn't trying overly hard since he presumed Joe wouldn't notice. There wasn't much on him; he knew how to kill people with minimal spill. But, oh, how people loved to struggle. "I just want to shower and get changed."
A little Corndog somehow finds his way into Maria’s office and chews on a plant leaf.
"Well hello my little darling, look at you off on adventures. Your mother is going to be wondering where you are. And Joe is not going to be happy if I let you chew any more of that."
Joe walked over to Huck who seemed mesmerized in his tracks before turning to see what he was looking at and rolled his eyes, waving his hand infront of Huck didn’t seem to work.
Sora stood over the front of a truck in grease covered tank top. Every muscle flexed with vigour, glistening in sweat as she worked on the securing the engine. Her chest heaved while lifting an automotive part.
Huck just manages to tear his eyes away. God how did he ever do without her, why did he waste so much time hiding his feelings, trying to be happy for her and watching her date and go around with other people. He should have been feeling this. He should have been this happy all along. He'd been a coward though, well maybe not a coward, just scared to ruin this little family he'd made with her and Joe.
Though Sora probably, he thought, had only recently, started to see him in this romantic light.
Huck realised Joe was there and coughed, looking over at his old friend. "Did you say something Joe?"
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“Huck, you’re too tall to be the lady in this” @agent-gin
"Well one day you might meet a tall lady you gotta dance with so it's good practice."
"You can't always be the lady Joe, what y'gunna do dancin' with Maria? Wait for her to take the lead?"
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