#duncanmcleode

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*Just a quick ooc to show some love to these beauties🖤🖤🖤🖤. @ericbrandonrp​, @blue-eyed-devils​, @duncanmcleode​ and @warrioroflondonbelow​ - thank you x*

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@duncanmcleode

Fingers tapped rhythmically on the bar counter, the woman playing with her whiskey glass. It was hard to enjoy her bar visit when she knew that she her rugby team was still short. If O’Neil was going to run the gym in her place, she’d need to find someone to take his place on the team. 

O’Neil was a great center but she was sure she could find better. Maybe someone with more power in their legs and shoulders. If she kept an eye out maybe she’d find someone-

Oh hello.

Her eyes lingered across the bar to a stranger at the other end. Her pupil dilated slightly at the sight of an athletic form. 

Oh he’d be perfect. 

The coach waved down the bartender, paying for a glass of scotch for the stranger. A drink would be enough to get his attention hopefully.

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@duncanmcleode liked for a starter from Jace:

It hurt like hell. He had no idea just how the demon had managed to wound him, but the venom made him weak and he was far from the Institute... from any Institute even. Of course he’d had to do this mission on his own, if he’d had Alec or Izzy with him this probably wouldn’t have happened, but it was too late now.

Stumbling along the sidewalk, he didn’t realise that his invisibilty rune had stopped working. People were looking at him and suddenly someone stopped him to ask what was wrong. “What? No, I’m fine... I’ll be fine.” He insisted as he looked at the man. 

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@duncanmcleode | liked for a Mara starter

She heard the bell above the door ring, and she started talking before she even turned. “If you’re here for a reading--I know the sign says ‘walk-in’s welcome’, but I can’t help you today. I have too many appointments as it is.”

The redhead paused and looked back. “Are you here for a reading?”

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She couldn’t say she was expecting him or anyone else to come to her aid.  The first few days she had relied on her knowledge and belief that people would actually do the right thing, that the Red Coats would see that she was no danger and had meant no harm.  That she had done everything that she could to save their commarde that they had dragged onto the grounds.  But some things even she could not heal.  She wasn’t a god, just a student of a goddess.  When they had dragged the man onto her land, she had done the same thing that she had done for the Scot.  People were people after all and it was her duty to take care of everyone that she could.  In all honestly....it had reminded her of Duncan and his party of men.  Maybe that was part of the reasons that she had been so drawn to help.  

But in truth, she would help anyone, the good natured woman that she was.  

But right now....well, it was hardly mistakable that she wasn’t a woman to these men.  Just a witch.  When their soldier had died she had apologized softly....reached out to squeeze the shoulder of the man in charge....moments later to find iron biting into her wrists.  A bag had been put over her head and her hands kept away from them so that even if she had wanted to use her supernatural powers on them, she couldn’t have made contact to do it.  

The last thing that she remembered was the smell of....fire.  Her house, her barn....everything was up in flames even as she cried out in pain and begging for them to stop.  

That had been weeks ago though.  Now she sat on the cold ground in the cell that they had.  It smelled of rubbish and urine from other inmates, making it hard for the over sensitive with to breathe.  Death was practically palitable in the air and Trinity couldn’t help but let the single tear fall down her cheek.  No there would be no rescue.  She had run here from this in another country and yet here it was.    

Her head leaned back against the jagid stone as she heard someone coming down the narrow passage.  “No.”  She whispered quietly, trying to ring her bound and covered hands together.  She would not fight them...she would not hurt them.  They would not take this last thing away from her.  She would not be a murderer.

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(closed starter for @duncanmcleode​ x)

When she’d opened the door, there was a small part of her that hoped on the face she’d see at the other side of it. There had simply been far too much time passed since Kit had last cast her eyes on him - but still, she would never forget those eyes, that mouth, his hair. All those details were etched indelibly in her mind.

And yet, she was nervous, in a weird, not-really-nervous-but-more-excited way. That was probably why her own expression was akin to shock, rather than the delight she should rightfully feel.

“You’re here..........I can’e quite believe my eyes, but you’re here!”.

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