@fayith naming her son joseph ( @kyllstreak )
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@fayith naming her son joseph ( @kyllstreak )
♕ except this time ... do all of the pierce and pierce boys
{ the pierce and pierce boys are boring, lets be honest.
@kyllstreak
He listens intently. Frederick’s blank expression was sure to freak anyone out, but it didn’t seem to frighten Mairwen in the least. “Oh.” He isn’t all that interested. “No tea, thanks. I only drink coffee.” His reasoning for this Earth-wide manhunt for his brother wasn’t something he talked about, but Freddie was happy to realize that Mairwen would tell him anything he asked about.
❝I have a french press if you’d like some coffee instead. Still boiling the water, either way.❞ She glanced back at him from over her shoulder. His expression was the same. She paid it no more mind for then. She needed to figure him out though. ❝Why come to my house to get a feel for his tastes, though? I can’t say we share that many of them. Besides each other.❞
A bit of a lie, but Freddie didn’t need to know that. Not yet, at least. [Unless Floyd had already told him otherwise. She wondered if Floyd had told him anything about her after finding them as he had.]
♕ p&p gang 😤
{ what mairwen [or just samie] would make them wear
it’s hard to get them too campy, unfortunately, because i know they’d fight it too much. [you can tell who i love more]
patrick: he is wearing a white suit, there are embroidered lines of fake blood, leading up to an embroidered heart. there’s also real blood. he may or may not have killed someone on the way. leather gloves and a body bag strapped over his shoulder.
timothy:we’re going full-on prince here in blue and silver silk brocade with a mostly solid blue waistcoast. cane included as well. it goes over the top with a very large feather hat/fascinator
craig: he didn’t want to get into anything too campy, but he’d definitely go for a gold jacket with a [gold plated] tie
david:it’s simple and pretty, and not too campy. a floral design on a green silk suit, with a darker green waistcoat.
@kyllstreak: “ who told you that?! i didn’t say that! “
‘oh, i heard all about it from your AUNTIE adelaide and she was very forthcoming.’ a cheshire like grin crossed her lips as she leaned across the table, her face propped up by her hands. ‘and she showed me all sorts of baby photos. there were a lot of you DANCING and they were very adorable.’
@kyllstreak sent: ‘ i’m not even mad about it anymore. i’m just… tired. ’
‘do you... do you want to talk about it, bobby?’ she wasn’t known for being the best person to talk to when so many people were concerned about what was on and off the RECORD, but now, she could tell that he was hurting. like most of the residents of the county. and maybe she could try to help him at least in her own way. setting aside the now EMPTY beer bottle, she moved over to rest her hand on top of his. ‘i can just listen.’
The shared train car between the Captains of Security was cramped, yes, but it still offered enough room for them all to stretch out in their respective bunks. Plus, there was room for one such DIRECTIONS COORDINATOR as well. It still gave them enough room to sit at a small chair in there and watch the scenery roll by through the offered windows...
It’s a shame that all of that is GONE.
Still, Chief felt weird back here, sitting and looking out across the expanse of Highwaymen that were picking apart the wreckage of what remained of the train. Chief spares a glance towards Spyder, arching a brow to him. “It’s...probably best for not us to be seen. There’s a lot of them out here.”
@kyllstreak // ✨
@kyllstreak sent: “ do i look like the kind of man who could give advice ? ”
‘i don’t know. anyone can give advice and it doesn’t have to be good.’ piper shrugged, tapping her pen against the out of date COMPUTER at her desk as it chugged along at a snail’s speed. ‘i mean-- do you think turning it on and off again would do anything at this point? if you want to find this PERMIT thing you’re looking for before you’re seventy anyway. god, we need some tech nerds around here.’