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Jake spawned into the map proudly on a hill. His shoulder squared broadly not as wide as Evan’s but wide enough to be notable along with his lean muscle. He was well put together except the stitches running from the corners of his mouth to his eats. A sharp hook was gripped in his hand as he began to move. Muscles rippling as he stalked his movements were almost silent. As he walked shirtless his cargo pants blendt in with the dark map. A black trench coat tied on his narrow hips. @jigsawbaptism

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“What is it about your brother that scares men off anyway?” Oliver questioned it quietly from over Laurie’s shoulder. He had been standing behind her for sometime trying to figure out how he was going to question her about her- rather creepy brother. The only time Oliver had ever seen a stare like that was back on tour and it never meant anything good.

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Swallowing he takes a shaky breath and holds his breath trying to even it out. But, seeing her sent his heart fluttering. He had been doing this careful dance with her. His own way of flirting and letting her know he was- interested in her. His fingers loosened the drop of his tool box seemed to echo as it hit the dirt. “Do I have your attention?” He asked awkwardly giving a shaky laugh.

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Dropping down on Dwight’s back Vivian giggled softly nuzzling her cheek against the other. “Awe~ What’s wrong?” Vivian giggled out pulling away she somersaulted to be in front of him giving him a good long hard look. “Oh~ I know~!” She smiles playfully before leaning forward and pressing a soft kiss to the corner of his mouth. “You must be lonely! Have no fear Vivi is here!” @jigsawbaptism

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It was the first time the killer shack only had one opening. It almost seemed like a cruel joke seeing that the god pallet was there. Scratching at the crown of his hair it caused his hair to ruffle up and dance a bit. “Okay-” Jake started but stopped himself he couldn’t blame her for blocking him in somewhere to ask a question. He tried not to get too close with the killers and this would have been the only ‘safe option’ besides asking him on a hook. Which- now that he thought about it he probably wouldn’t have answered her. “What is your question?”

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[hauntedxwritings]

"Anna...Do you think we are ever going to get out of here?"

     “Honestly Amanda..”  The Huntress’s chilling voice was emotionless.  “No.  I do not think the Entity will ever let us be..”

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"By the end of this I'll make sure you cherish your life..."

“You wouldn’t happen to be with the British Men of Letters, would you? I mean, you don’t have the accent, but the Schadenfreude is all there… ” Sam took a deep, rattly breath, his hazel eyes steeled against intimidation. “You know everything about me, Amanda, or you wouldn’t have picked me… So you know I have a better chance of walking out of this game than anybody has.”

Confidence was rare for Sam, but so were human foes.

“You think I can help you, don’t you? One ex-junkie to another.” He stiffened. “Or in your case– not ex. ‘Testing’ people’s just a trade-off for the drugs, and– whatever you did that that robe is covering up.”

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For our Amanda and Huntress ship...