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“Grab what you need, and let’s go.”

DARK, THRILLING, AND/OR CRIMINAL SENTENCE STARTERS. — accepting // @feleste

“The only thing I need is myself, and maybe a gun fordefense.” But he doesn’t like putting such void into people’s lives, it’s nothis thing to kill—it was never his call to kill.

Myungsoo is assigned to a special assignment today,partnering with the secret service that is up and about corruption and otherupdated dealings under the table that was never a forte of the Gangnam police,even if he wants to. He’s a dedicated detective, at times, he would use histime in composing a strategy in dealing with gangs and other things, even withthe way people think of the society as a living hell because of its notoriousbusiness and uncanny people who are living amongst them.

There’s a difference between a secret agent and a person whowants nothing but to achieve the impossible; both may be an official for thegovernment but not to the point that they would do wrong to achieve what it wasdeemed to be right. Myungsoo turns to him, what was his alias again? Why thefuck do they have so many names when they can just put their real one out there—ah,right, secret. A huff is heard by the corner of the room, the mentor that tookMyungsoo in was the one holding the papers for their release, the thing is,they have to dress in suits and attend a party of the officials of thegovernment and pretend that they’re the sons of a Mayor in a small city, whichis already placed and distinguished upon papers for people to believe.

“Brothers, right?” He asks, fixing the cuffs along theexpanse of his wrist, trying to make it a little comfortable for his ownliking. There’s a reason why he hates wearing too much, and one of those isthat he couldn’t move along but then again, it’s Kingsman, and they’re the besttailors in town, he just, isn’t that fond of it. “You’re going to be my youngerbrother, my name is Shin and you’re Mino, am I correct?”

#[ i honestly had fun with this and i dont want to prolong it without knowing if you want to continue-- ]#[ feel free to reply! ]#feleste

@feleste

The way Faust fought seemed more like an art form than it did seem like combat. From the corner of his eye, he watched as the Kingsman manoeuvred effortlessly amongst his enemies, and perhaps with a small twirl of his wrist, pulled out a pistol from its sheathe before driving bullets without hesistation into the heads of their opponents.

Urie himself had made no movement. As of the moment, he was in hiding. It was simply because he was working not alone, but without his own peers - the CCG; meaning that in the situation for it to be documented, he could be seriously reprimanded for working off site, and also deprived of his intention of promotion. So he came along with Faust, and along with another Kingsman he hadn’t familiarised himself with.

The older of the two had informed Urie of some information that he received in the form of an anonymous phone call, and with little to grab onto (since Faust hadn’t revealed all parts of the call, only the parts of which showed some of it’s importance to Urie’s goal), he decided to tag along in the operation. Though, he didn’t make an effort to contribute since his primary enemy were ghouls, and the opponents weren’t his own. It didn’t seem as if Faust needed any help either, given the amount of skill he performed his job with.

With time at Urie’s advantage, he took the moment to review the information given to him, the reason as to why Faust had requested his help in a case that shared the importance of his own presence. The information he was allowed to hear came in fuzzily through his earpiece; the reason why the Messiah was a shared target amongst three departments.

It was only three words into the recorded phone call that he was shortly cut off by a shout of “Urie, behind you!” that he realised that he had been found. It took a quick roll to the right to dodge the pistol-whip of a man with a revolver, before standing up with a heavy breath. He wasn’t expecting to be participating in any sort of combat, let alone with a human, so he hadn’t brought his quinque with him. Not that it mattered.

“...Faust, do you want this guy back?” he returned to the voice he heard call out, and after what he thought was an annoyed sound of Faust saying “just deal with it,” he let out a sound chuckle. He looked back at the man staring at him with eyes intent to kill, studying his physique as he took a step back. His build was visibly larger, and by the look of his heavy belt, a revolver wasn’t the only weapon he was armed with.

“...I don’t have time right now, and you’ve already shaved off at least a minute...,” Urie began, feeling the familiar bubblish feeling of his kagune steadying itself to burst through the back of his shoulder blade. “I’ll make this quick. Don’t tell anyone will you?”

He watched as the look of aggression quickly dissipated to fear once he felt the weight of his weapon; but also watched as it cast a shadow onto the male’s face due to it’s sheer size. He watched as the man struggled to string together words, and when he did, Urie didn’t let him get as far as “It’s a ghou--” before ending his life swiftly with a stab to the left of his chest.

It wasn’t long before Faust ran over to check if he was okay, and Urie gave but a small nod and walked ahead, but sensed the strange look that he thought the Kingsman gave him upon inspecting the gaping hole in the attacker’s torso. Should that serve as a warning to the older, he wouldn’t know, but what he did know was that maybe. Just maybe... he may have stirred him in just the slightest.

“You coming?”

#starter;#feleste #[[ what is with these lengthy ass starters fam #almost as long as my dic--bratwurst (:#p;

"So... I'm here to make an appearance in your life since it's been a while."

“Sooooo...” Smiling up at the male, she nodded a couple of times and patted his shoulder in a gentle manner. “It’s been a huge while, actually.” Filling her cheeks with air, she laced her hands behind her back and hummed softly. “How have you been? I’ve missed seeing you around really. I hope you’ve been well?”

#` verse #( * twin )#feleste

Kim Seolhyun!!!!!!

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( `winces, both hands quickly flying over her ears. ) Y-yes.. I can hear you, Faust Augustine—

#feleste #p:regunta #( .puppy )#( .aladdin )

ship thing: seolhyun and faust :)

( Send Me A Ship And I’ll Tell You Who… )

Drinks all of the coffee: Obviously Seolhyun, and she’d whine about it to him when they finally run out—

Brings up adopting a pet: That would be Faust, he’s a total sucker for animals.

Kills the bugs: Seol, but he’d let Faust kill spiders because they terrify the shit out of her.

Cooks the meals: Faust would cook the meals, since he’s better at cooking than Seolhyun (but she’s determined to learn how!).

Starts getting into holidays way before they should: Probably Seol, she’d get excited months before—especially Christmas.

Initiates the couple selfies: Faust, because taking selfies doesn’t cross Seolhyun’s mind when she’s with him at all.

Forgets the birthdays and anniversaries: Neither. They’d both prepare for those!

Always ends up with too much junk food after grocery shopping: Seolhyun, maybe. She’d take the whole junk food aisle, if possible.

Nicknames the other: Faust!! He’s got tons of nicknames for her, alright.

#honestly saw this coming :--)#thank you anon-ssi (:#anonymous #p:regunta #feleste #i guess???

(/ writes "This dumb belongs to Faust, look away." across her forehead with a bright red marker, making a face right after. ) Tell them.

( Grab a marker and write something on my muse! ) ↳ @feleste

(— fishes out a small mirror from the back pocket of her jeans, she holds it in front of her, squinting a little as she read the words on her forehead, and she finds her cheeks heating up as she gets flustered ) Ah.. yeah.. (— with her fingers, she pulls her head back to make sure the words written on her forehead were completely visible ) There, now people will clearly see. But the ‘dumb’ part wasn’t necessary, you know..

#feleste #p:regunta #( .puppy )#( .aladdin )

@feleste ( &source )

WASN’T THAT MAN RATHER DASHING, he would indeed think, but only after considering the more important options, also known as ‘why was a man in suit looking around the morgue like he was looking for something’ and, of course ‘why had this to happen when he just went for a cup of coffee’.

« Erhm. » Tiny cough ensued --and Ahn Haneul really hoping he wouldn’t have to use ‘his methods’ in order to have the fog covering this whole situation disappearing. « Has no one ever taught you it’s rude to enter in someone’s workplace without knocking? »

#feleste #hrt;(start.)

( text: Seolhyun ) I've a concern.

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( sms: Faust ) [ ✉ ] what is it?

#feleste #p:regunta #s:ms #( .puppy )#( .aladdin )