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BOOK QUOTE STARTERS , 🥺 👉👈 @d3adagain ― L.I.W, LHITBW

" well, it will do you no good to run away. there are other bears in the woods, and you might meet one at any time. you might as well deal with this one as with another. "

#changed the quote a little because ... i had to lmao. just changing “i” to “you”. etc.#d3adagain

@d3adagain asked; "You're clearly exhausted."

nightmares prompts

Head lifts from the hand it had been resting upon as eyes blink in surprise, chasing away an annoying grogginess that had threatened to see him sleep on the job. "I don't know what you mean." The lie's an obvious one, and, as made clear by his efforts to avoid the merc's gaze, it's evident that Miguel doesn't believe in it for a second himself.

As if recognising this, a groan seeps from his chest not long afterwards, preferring to remain seated on the floor, scrawling through a tablet than stand on his feet. Letting his thumb stroke the centre of his forehead in thought, combing through Arasaka's archive had taken longer than expected, and would've been better off handled by a dedicated netrunner than a lab technician with his limited knowledge of secure systems and access to quickhacks. But he was willing to leverage what access he still had remaining, to help V, and, more importantly, recover the data that was being requested by her client.

To what ends, he wasn't at liberty to speculate on. As, after all, he enjoyed sleeping at night, without grappling with the hindrance of a guilty conscience.

"Remind me again, where do we stand once I secure a shard for you to take back to your client?"

#d3adagain #verse; lúb bheag i slabhra mór #answered prompt

❝this would be a really good time to say you saw this coming.❞ to viktor

a heavy sigh echoed among the concrete walls of the clinic. it felt EMPTY but they were both there. sorrow rested in cyan eyes that were hidden behind dark shades. the old ripperdoc observed the other while he sat on his chair. everything felt heavy - his arms, his head and his heart. this was not supposed to happened. she was too young. her life had just started. god fucking damn it. " i did say keep your guard up KID but i could never have imagined meeting deshawn would lead to this... " viktor gestured with his hands. " shit v. " he leaned back in his chair, one hand on each side of his head. this was an impossible situation. he couldn't help her. who the fuck could? (and would?) " i can't save you, but i will do my damndest to help you. you're not dying on me today or tomorrow. " voice was hoarse. BROKEN. " and if you ever need help with anything, and i mean it v, just call me or come to the clinic. " /@d3adagain

#‧₊˚✩ INTERACTIONS ₊˚✩ / ❝ viktor vektor ❞#‧₊˚✩ MAIN VERSE ₊˚✩ / ❝ viktor vektor ❞#‧₊˚✩ AND THE STARS ANSWERED ₊˚✩ / answered #‧₊˚✩ THROW WISHES INTO THE NIGHT AND WAIT FOR THE STARS ₊˚✩ / queue #d3adagain #thank you so much for this!!#also hope this is ok! my first time writing vic #thinking either when v's at his clinic with the relic chip for the first time #or some time later?

"i thought you'd be taller."

Our tyrant stood in what appeared to be a river of mangled remains once belonging to a cultured gang well known to V, their bodies strewn across the rundown bar like sewed up toys. Blood pooled on the marbled floor, slick, glistening under the flickering neon flashing lights of the bar that cast erratic shadows on the grim scene. The stench of death and decay hung heavily in the air, mingling with the acrid scent of burning electronics. Smasher's cold, unfeeling lenses surveyed the carnage with a sickening detachment, his massive cybernetic frame cutting a dark silhouette against the chaos. Each step he took seemed to crush the broken bodies beneath him further into the mess, adding a sickening crunch to the silence.

From the murky shadows, V miraculously emerged and their voice served as a simple deviation to Smasher's attention. i thought you'd be taller. they spat, the insult incapable of truly piercing the oppressive atmosphere. Our tyrant's expression remained a mask of cold indifference as he slowly turned to face V. He advanced with deliberate, measured steps until he loomed over V, their forms just inches apart. The intensity of his presence was almost physical, his breath a chilling gust. ❝ Cute, ❞ A growl reverberated, his voice a low rumble that promised nothing but pain. ❝ Now, let’s see if you’re as amusing up close. ❞

𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃; randomized 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: @d3adagain 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒: Accepting

#d3adagain #verse: main #ask tag tbd #do i smell brewing beef?#cause this is straight up goodness

@d3adagain sent: "i got blood all over your shirt."

Looking down toward his shirt, he finally took notice of it. In the moment, it hadn't mattered. Even now, though, it still didn't. Not really. Not like it was one of his favorite or anything, thankfully. In that case, he may've been a little bummed. But nah, this wasn't a huge deal.

"Ah well," Kerry dismissed. "Ain't the worst blood stain I've dealt with." Looking V over, though, he was relieved to see her looking a bit better. Just a bit. At least from how she'd been looking about an hour ago.

"Feelin' any better, though? Probably should worry more 'bout the blood stainin' my furniture," He'd joke.

#okay. first: you whacked?! { asks }#d3adagain #you're no solo act { kerry interactions }#i couldn't find the meme for this #if there even was one so lmaooo #no link back rip

"me, surprised? nah. they should've known it was a completely gonk choice to double cross you like that."

I NEED YOU TO TAKE CARE OF SOMETHING FOR ME . . . words spoken on a call, rogue's put on cadence that of someone completely unbothered by what had transpired. it was, in many ways, nothing more than a cleanup job. a bit of trash [ human or not ] moved out of the way to make room for those who could do their work properly and without deceit. it was the sort of thing which rogue had begun to think of as being below v both in the level of skill needed and in paygrade, but there were times when the woman would put aside what made the most sense business wise in order to choose what made her most comfortable ; and in this case what made rogue most comfortable was knowing that v, upon walking through the door and finding rogue alone with the deceased body of v's own target, would be able to keep her mouth shut about it in the future.

there were some things she just needed to do herself.

a plastic plate with cigarette butts piled high and rogue offering a sardonically cheerful wave would be v's greeting as she entered the apartment, a loud sigh offered in place of a genuine hello. knowing that the other wasn't surprised to find her there only cemented rogue's opinion that she'd made the right choice when it came to making the initial call.

“ the thing that i don't understand ─── ” rogue would begin before lighting up once more, the cigarette case on the table flung in v's direction, fingers coming to pinch at the bridge of her nose. “ is the time people are willing to waste ; mine AND their own. there are far easier and far smarter ways to fuck someone over, and really that's all i ask ─ if you insist on trying to FUCK me, just have enough respect to be smart about it. ” and really, was that so much to ask?

#sorry this took me a few days !!#d3adagain

@d3adagain asked; the first thing v noticed about miguel was his height. didn't stop her from threatening him. :3

the first thing that your muse noticed about my muse prompts

"...I'd hate to think what you would try if I didn't have that advantage."

#d3adagain #verse; lúb bheag i slabhra mór #answered prompt #and this was him showing restraint 🤣#the other thing i was gonna have him say was;#'do you always greet people by waving a gun in their face? or is it just with me?' 😆

@d3adagain sent: ❛ you have nothing to worry about. ❜ six word sentence starters | accepting

"And somehow I'm still worrying," Kerry remarked, grinning slightly to himself. Securing the cap over his head, he was cautiously following V toward just... wherever the fuck she was leading him. He was trusting her, but he also knew she very well could've just been fucking with him to get him out of the house.

Well, guess he'd see.