#biohczard

[captainredfields]

❛ Leave it alone. You are out of your depth. ❜ - Rose be nice to chris

her   words   haunt   him   since   he   remembers   telling   her   father   something   of   the   same   caliber   once   before   .   it   hits   him   the   chest   ,   but   chris   has   ,   long   before   now   ,   mastered   the   art   of   deception   .   his   expression   remains   unchanged   despite   the   annoyance   that   now   finds   its   way   through   his   veins   .   ❝      you’d   be   surprised   ,   kid   .   wouldn’t   be   so   awful   to   give   me   a   chance   would   it   ??   ❞  / /  @biohczard​

[loveperservering]

     “ Do you think--” voice low, bored even, though her hands were already taking defensive action. Dim swirls of crimson smoke resting in her palm. 

               “-- that I can be so easily spooked ? ”

 @biohczard​

[loveperservering]

“ you're overworked. i'm about to get you underworked. with you, under me. “ - carlos

characters going to bed and waking up together prompts [ x ]  |  @biohczard

   While she could feel heat rising to her face, there was a little bit of excitement among the embarrassment. Wanda wasn’t alone and he was clearly audible. Ignoring the look she was getting, she clicked the button to the walkie to say, “Carlos, everyone heard that.” The grin she was trying and failng to hide could be heard if he were listening.

[smokesiignals]

"You don't know what you just unlocked.” (cass @ vi) @biohczard

"I think I have a pretty good idea, actually."

[smokesiignals]

"Did the twin flame bruise paint you blue?" (cass @ vi) ;; @biohczard

"Surely you must know the answer already."

[smokesiignals]

“A place so corrupt where angel flesh and blood is sold.” (mas @ is) ;; @biohczard

"God... I never realized it was that bad. I really was blinded."

[smokesiignals]

“All my friends are witches.” (bela @ vi) ;; @biohczard

"Oh, really? I hadn't noticed."

[smokesiignals]

"I'm a fire and I'll keep your brittle heart warm." (mas @ is) ;; @biohczard

“Are you calling me brittle?” Isadora laughs, stroking his arm. “You sure know how to charm a girl.”