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[mikhailthecoldhearted]

Cast out || Hana and Mikhail

Not much earlier in the day, Mikhail found himself at the mercy of the founder of Sanctuary. His desire to overthrow Miss Quake lead to his downfall. What’s more, his good friend Hana had gotten mixed up in it, and she was cast out alongside him. Just because he was no stranger to living alone in the wilderness didn’t mean Hana could live that way comfortably. Sighing in defeat, the rebellious Mutant gave the bus the middle finger as it sped away. “I’ve had more than enough chances to redeem myself, so I understand why Quake kicked me to the curb.” Mikhail bit his lower lip and stared at Hana sadly, “You haven’t caused nearly as much trouble, so why did she...?” He couldn’t bring himself to say anything else. Perhaps just standing by the brunette was enough to warrant exile from the Mutant’s Sanctum. “The owner here is one of us.” He motioned towards the quiet gas station, “We can load up on provisions and then head out.” With any luck, they’d afford snacks and toiletries, maybe a map of the area... @myloveisonfire

[kisscflife]

After losing a practice fight against his sparring partner, Ambroise struggled to regain his footing. He fell to the ground, small frame seizing uncontrollably. It seemed his ability to use Mother Nature’s spirit energy had been compromised. When he finally stopped moving, the mutant lay there barely conscious. “Pollution...” He uttered, unable to explain further. In moments of weakness, he preferred to be alone, but Hana was there now— probably worried she’d pushed him too far.

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[mikhailthecoldhearted]

Mikhail had about an hour left until closing time at the coffee shop he worked. His co-worker Darlene mentioned seeing a strange (possibly homeless) person by the dumpster near the alleyway, and he sighed in annoyance. He abandoned the half-finished cream latte art of a kitten’s face, hastily pulling off his apron. Like Hell was he about to let someone rummage through the trash— it’d probably cost him his job! Scowling, Mikhail made a beeline for the stranger with every intention of scaring them away. When he approached the woman, however, he instantly sensed something in her. Power just waiting to be used. That, and the fact she looked injured made it impossible for him to turn her away as he’d originally planned.

“What are you doing here? It’s dangerous to be out alone.” He motioned to the coffee shop, “Come inside, it’s awfully cold...” Mikhail swallowed hard, and couldn’t shake a dreadful feeling that the woman was in danger. He resumed working, but found himself unable to create anymore latte art.

Once his shift ended and customers and co-workers made themselves scarce, he was surprised to see the stranger sitting at a table. The Mutant hurriedly locked the front door, flipping the sign on it to indicate the shop was closed.

Now time to get some answers. He thought, preparing a mocha latte for the blonde. “Here, drink this. It’ll warm you up.” Mikhail said kindly, handing the beverage to the woman.

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[kisscflife]

ಠ_ಠ (Russel)

Send me ಠ_ಠ to know an inappropriate thought my muse has had about yours. She’s got nice legs all the way up to her... arse. And she’s not that tall!

[mikhailthecoldhearted]

Just an edit of Hana and Mikhail I made for @myloveisonfire <3

[molee-bones]

Mamá: pero hija pidase un labial que demuestre como se encuentra su corazón. Kaly: No se diga más. #Black #myloveisonfire #labial_negro

[molee-bones]

#neko #myloveisonfire #miau

[myfavoritedirtymistress]

Now burn, baby burn🎶