#docwiththelighter

[thetattooedchimera]

Tomorrow, I am going to work on my relationships and get this blog back in working order. I forgot how much I loved this muse. 

[dolcetters-archive-blog]

Piece of Cake || DocWithTheLighter

Look, just go downtown. Find the stupid file. And bring it back to me. Simple! Piece'a cake! You two could do it in your sleep. 

Despite the overwhelming reassurance that the task would be easy enough to do unconscious, Dolcetto still found a cold weight in his gut as he and Doc ran along side each other in the alleys. He kept shooting second glances over his shoulder when they turned corners, or sniffing the air often as they entered new areas. The stupid sixth sense had either been irrationally triggered by something or it was honestly trying to communicate to him that something was really off. And considering it was almost always the latter case, the chimera couldn't help but feel increasingly antsy as they neared the target building. 

He side-stepped into the shadows of the parallel alley, just barely leaning his head out and squinting a little as he eyed the windows and the doorway and the roof. It was surprisingly small for a safehouse to hide this thing Greed was after, but... that was probably another damned illusion. After all... the Labs had been under a 'closed' building. 

"... so," he started, exhaling the word and tilting his head towards the crow chimera. "I smell... 'bout three'f'm. Maybe four--can't tell yet. Scents are blendin', but. ...we got a plan? I personally prefer get-in, get-the-fuckin'-hell-out, myself." 

[fma-compliments]

I personally feel like a great big butt for rarely being around on this blog (or any of them, for that matter!), and I'd just like to make a shout out to the main Devil's Nest rp-er's (dolcetters, thesnakechimera, nobelsteer and company) for putting up with my unreliable input ;v; love you muchly.

-docwiththelighter ♥

[dolcetters-archive-blog]

"Surely you would not hit a man with glasses, would you?"

"I've hit plenty."

[dolcetters-archive-blog]

"Hmm... It seems the rumour was true..." Doc remarked with a sly smirk. "/Who'sa good boy/."

"................"

"... don't make me hit you with your own glasses, Doc."

[dolcetters-archive-blog]

*flings tennis ball across the room*

--*SHOOTS after it but screeches to a halt*

"..."

--*Whips around*

"DOC. WHAT THE HELL?!"

[dolcetters-archive-blog]

pssst friend you should give me a link to your latest feel-breaker ;v;

(( Do you mean this

that lead to this

and then this ))

[dolcetters-archive-blog]

[psssst why are we in resembool?]

(( IN A CONDENSED VERSION:

Greed tried moving in on Martel again and when she wouldn't accept that, he considered her disloyal and ordered that she and Genevieve leave the Nest. Dol tried to argue against it but when Greed wouldn't budge, he ended up leaving with them. 

He'd said something about Martel and Genevieve being allowed to come back after the new segment of the Nest was fixed/built, but Martel had pretty much already made the decision to move, I think, by that point. Lots of things were happening. :I ))