#closed tbt.

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@aestuavis​ liked for koda

❛ you don’t look creepy enough to pay me,    so what do you want? ❜ borderline harsh words wielded with precision,     like a knife cutting away at all pretenses is something he has grown used to use.    keeping up the persona of icy cold when he isn’t out looking for work  isn’t too hard given that he has little to no regard for anyone else  and yet his curiousity is just a tad piqued at someone willing to be in the sheer vacinity of his presence despite his best attempts to keep everyone away.       ❛ or maybe you are here to pay for me?    that’d be new given that you have a nice face. ❜

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@parlortricked​

He  knows  all  their  faces;  but  he  supposed  that  that  wasn’t  so  hard  a  feat,  you  know  ONE  and  you  have  a  good  idea  what  they  all  look  like,  what  they  sound  like--  (  well,  with  some  variations  ).  So  he  knew  him  when  he  saw  him.  

Normally  GREY  skin  takes  on  a  pallid  hue  while  he  is  still  out  of  SIGHT;  perhaps  lighter  than  average,  but  nothing  disconcerting---  and  he  walks  to  Marvin  at  a  friendly  stride,  hands  tucked  away  in  the  pockets  of  his  coat.  He  waits  for  Marvin  to  turn  to  look  at  him,  and  he  gives  a  gentle  smile.

.                    ❛   You’re a magician, right? I always thought about doing that.                          Hey-- how about we mix it up, I’ve got fifty bucks in my pocket,                          and if you let me borrow your card deck for just about-- 5                          minutes, I’ll give it you. That’s 10 dollars per minute, you won’t                          see rates like this.  ❜

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@dawnbled : ❤

   ‘ you get up early ( or is it technically LATE ??? ) , huh. ’

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@iurriis : ❤

   --- hands wring at his waist , shoulders crunching with low rolls at a ( feeble ) attempt to loosen some of the tension bunched there. eyelids are just about ready to fall , but every time they slip shut , there go the rushing thoughts again. at this time of night , the only thing he can hear is the muffled thunk of slippers against tiles ; at least , until he rounds a corner & finds , face lit by some screen ---

   ‘ pidge ? ----- can’t sleep either ?? ’

   the question falls through a yawn , that tightness rising in his shoulders again.

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@shxujobrave​ : ❤

   ‘ have we met somewhere before ?? you look REALLY familiar. ’

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@antieye​

Finders  Keepers,  an  archaic,  and  somewhat  childish  notion,  of  course,  but  that  wasn't  to  say  there  was  not  an  element  of  truth  in  that.  In  decades  past,  a  time  lost  for  those  not  nostalgic  for  the  plague,  very  little  was  owned  by  anyone.  Ownership  was  simply  an  indication  of  declaration  of  possession.

And  today,  if  you  walk  along  the  side  of  the  road,  and  find  an  interesting  little  bauble,  you're  inclined  to  pick  it  up,  but  not  look  into  it's  owner.  Particularly  if  it's  something  unwanted,  or  without  any  particular  value.  

He  bends  at  the  waist;  hands  folded  behind  his  back  as  the  grey  entity  takes  in  the  other.  He  tries  so  hard  to  come  at  this  with  the  amount  of  dignity  he  imagines  is  expected  (  while  that  is  not  a  word  he  would  associate  with  Anti  otherwise  ),  dramatics  seem  to  be  so  important --  whether  they  realize  it  or  not.  But,  he  breaks,  slightly,  a  light  chuckle  passing  through  monochromatic lips.

.                    ❛   Has anyone ever told you, you look taller in person?                          Funny, it’s usually the other way around.  ❜

In  this  case,  person,  is  relative  of  course.

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@vermillier : ❤

   ‘ hey , watch where you’re pointing that. ’

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@callmethetailcr​ : ❤

   ‘ no , lance , it’s NOT a good idea to go for a midnight fly. ’