#asktherednb

[ask-irl-red-femsniper-archive]

"Askbox Roulette!"

A hug

The sniper simply smiled as she pulled Kola in for a big hug.

[backstabbingspy]

Kola went up to Marshall's door knocking on it gently as she did hoping he was in their.

Muttering something inaudible under his breath once he heard the knocking from the other side of his door, he slowly rose from his lounge chair. He made a quick stop by his nightstand, pulling the drawer out to grab his enforcer and made his way towards the door. Shifting the gun into his right hand so whoever was on the other side didn't see the gun gripped in his head, he opened the door slowly, cracking it just enough for the person and Marshall to make contact.

" May I he- Oh. It's just you." Marshall mumbled, opening the door more (Which is dumb like what if that kids a spy Marshall). " What is it that you want, Kola?" He asked, raising a brow as he eyed down the younger. 

[auxtireur]

Kola ran up and hugged Dalton tightly "y..y..your okay" she said to him softly body shaking as she did.

"Kola!" He knelt and embraced the young girl, his arms coming around her to hold her tightly. She was certainly a sight for sore eyes. “Things jus’ got terribly busy f’r me. “ Dalton’s hand caressed the back of Kola’s head in hopes of calming her trembling body. He brought her closer, whispering, “‘M sorry f’r disappearing like that and makin’ ya worry. Can y’ forgive me?”

[bluteamblues]

"chained" ((*mun gets sentried for sending this*))

((*sentry is filled with paper hearts <3*))

It was completely accidental. Jazz just found the splice chained and beaten in one of the warehouses outside the base. She had been looking for someone at the time, but now that could wait. There was a bleeding child on her hands. She immediately worked on getting the Kola unchained, using whatever tools she had on hand.

[thathookuser-blog]

immobilecarcass started following you

asktherednb started following you

 "You both better not work for the A.A.H.W......"

[multi-muse-mayhem]

❤

A small figure stirred between the siblings, whimpering in a fresh nightmare.  Immediately, two sleepy arms hugged the girl from either side.  “”  Jenette murmured softly in French, too foggy from sleep to remember Kola didn’t speak it.  Her tone was clear enough communication though, soothing and reassuring.

"Qui." Jean murmured pressing an affectionate kiss to the girl’s forehead.  He reached further, pulling both of them closer against the solid warmth of his lean frame so that Jenette was hugging Kola, and Jean was hugging both of them.