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[ladysifofasgard]

lxxptr started following you

“Who are you?”

[bikkja-blog1]

starter for @lxxptr

“Loki, have you noticed everything is on fire?”

“Please tell me this is all your fault. Because otherwise... well, I really do not want to have spend my afternoon fighting off some sort of fire demon, or whatever it is we’ve gotten ourselves into.”

[revalir-blog]

@lxxptr

“You know,” Ydra leaned over to loudly whisper in drunken confidentiality, “M’names no’ e’en Alaron.” Unbelievable, for the red-cheeked woman to confess that simple thing to one other than a trickster like Loptr, but she’d been searching for the bottom of her cup for hours, and still she had yet to run dry. She rarely got this drunk. “It’s Ydra. Ydra Alaror Revalis-haerwa Lyrir Alydris” Despite slurs that combined the unnecessarily long name into one even longer string of rolling sounds, a smile crossed her face as she looked at him, as though she expected some sort of compliment for that.

[rxdqxeen]

{ theres no such thing as peace || starter call||@lxxptr}

⚡            It wasn’t often that Mare found herself caught off guard -- She was usually so good at faces, both Silver and Red, since her time as Mareena it was an acquired and necessary skill, but the face before her was one she couldn’t recall from her lessons or her trainings, and that in and of itself was terrifying. The lighting in the room made it hard for Mare to truly see the details of this man’s countenance, most specifically the pallor of his skin; it only left her mind reeling with the question: was he Silver -- an enemy, or was he Red -- a potential ally??  ❛ No one is supposed to be in here... ❜

[alydris]

@lxxptr: 

 "That would explain why the left side is all squishy." 

"Hey, squishy is good. I was nearly a skeleton three months ago." She laughed, smacking his hand lightly. It was the daily routine, being alive, she referred to, but he always messed around. "Is my body that lopsided?"

[rampxstreker-archived-blog]

@lxxptr​ and narfi (cont)

“You aren’t drunk or high like me all the time, are you?”

[iiuvencus]

 the  boy  looked  around  the  golden  glittering  halls  with  awe.  it  was  unlike  anything  he  had  seen  in  any  of  the  other  r e a l m s  he  had  been  to  in  the  past.  peter  began  to  explore  this  golden  realm  wondering  what  the  people  would  be  like.  as  he  was  wandering  he  spotted  a  man  who  appeared  to  be  sneaking  about.  curiously  he  approached  the  man.  ❛ what  ya  doing? ❜

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[helreginn]

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helvitisbrokentoy

‘ we have a choice here. we either sit and wait, or we take these flare guns and do something really stupid. ‘

He only stared at her for a moment, though he felt like doing it for much longer. He was sure that was an obvious choice, especially with flare guns. “Is that a question. It better be a rhetorical one.” He twirled one of the flare guns around in his hand, making gun sounds as he pointed it, though he did not fire it. “We have them now, so of course we can’t just not do something stupid with them.”

Every ounce of restraint she had went into masking her smile in an expressionless stare. Her efforts were for not, as the moment he began to fiddle with the gun, a smile broke out across her plum stained lips. “Honestly, I’d hope you knew me better.” She grabbed his hand quickly and began towards the door.

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