#athousandmilesandcounting

[tempesttragedya]

@athousandmilesandcounting​ liked for Celia

“Do I know you?” she eyes him somewhat suspiciously, uncertain as to why the stranger seemed so familiar. arms cross as she regards the stranger for a long moment, frowning. “You don’t have a price on your head, do you?” 

[asynjja-archive]

                    𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒   𝐀𝐑𝐄   𝐏𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃   𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎   𝐓𝐇𝐄   𝐏𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐓𝐒   𝐎𝐅   𝐇𝐄𝐑   𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒,     lungs   repeatedly   filling   with   reeking   air   ――     one   would   think   she’d   become   ACCUSTOMED   to   the   smell   of   a   big   city   after   living   in   one   for   so   long,     but   she   doesn’t.     The   honking   of   cars   is   still   a   nuisance   and   the   absence   of   galaxies   stretching   across   the   night   sky   a   REPROACH,     but   chooses   to   live   with   it.     At   least,     until   she   settles   elsewhere   again.     Charcoal   eyes   look   at   him ;     he’s   good   at   tracking   her   down,     doesn’t   SURPRISE   her   much.     The   first   time   they   met,     he’d   already   left   that   impression   on   her   ――     that   he’s   someone   WORTH   the   trouble   and   the   effort.     That   he’s   interesting,     and   a   MATCH.     “   What’s   keeping   you   in   Boston ?   ”     she   eventually   asks.     She’d   say   her   job   if   given   the   same   question,     but   lately   she’s   been   looking   for   excuses   ―――――     a   reason   to   quit   and   to   LEAVE.     A   small   grin,     “   I   doubt   it’s   the   restaurants.     I   don’t   really   think   there   are   many   here   that   are   worthwhile.   ”

@athousandmilesandcounting​ .     sc .

[hraunwyf]

@athousandmilesandcounting

“hey.”

so she’s gotten a little comfortable—maybe that can be called pretty plainly, the way she lays herself across bayor without a care for decorum or her body weight. in fact that might be a little bit of the point, as she tucks her head against his chest.

“what’s your favorite comfort food.”

[calabrun]

@athousandmilesandcounting -- ;

“...I have a feeling that wasn’t supposed to happen.”

[hellblcd]

@athousandmilesandcounting // Starter Call

“I’ve never met a man look simultaneously strong and nerdy as all hell.”

Muscles mean little, when the mood sways her she can lift even her tallest bouncer like he weighs absolutely nothing, something Stella’s always loved. It makes her feel god-like, powerful in a way that’s intoxicating. Appearances can be deceiving, but she can’t help but hope that this isn’t the man she’s looking for. She can’t stand nerds. 

“Please don’t tell me you’re Bayor.”

[zzapzzaptasers-a]

@athousandmilesandcounting from [x]

Darcy listens to him intently -- a very rare occurrence, indeed, when the speaker isn’t a professor going over a study guide or someone explaining something that could possibly herald the end of the nine realms.

“Okay, but what if, and just go with me here.            What if someone can do the whole creeper look thing you can do?                              And they’re not so chill about it?”

[demonicsoulbound]

@athousandmilesandcounting (x)

Maya sighed and shook her head at the man, “That was sarcasm.  Pretty sure you got a fake number.”  She had been too distracted for the night to really pay attention to the...feeling growing in the back of her head.  And trying to ignore the voice that was in her head.  Z was being annoying, even with a light binding spell put on him to at least quiet him down while she was working.

But the guy trying to flirt and get a number got her attention, and that’s when she felt the presence from him.  Three of them to be precise.  “What are you?”

[angerbuilt-moved]

athousandmilesandcounting‌:

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(sms) omw

(sms) very lucky for me, yeah (sms) see you soon :)