#ofveritas

[dixoniisms-blog]

mun play B)

[ insert a thoroughly flustered brunette here. ]

"Heyyyyy you’re you, that sounds dumb. Hi. I’m just gonna shut up now."

[ tries to resist pulling shirt over her face ]

[kozxndeffect-blog]

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Your number is: 9; in a towel

Kozik would have thought he’d be prepared for just about anything; a couple decades with the club and shit, he was pretty sure he’d seen just about everything, was guaranteed to be able to expect the unexpected.  Hell, just knowing Tig as long as he had, it should have sealed it.

As it happened, as he walked into the room and caught a flash of skin — okay, it wasn’t exactly anything he hadn’t seen before, but that didn’t mean he was entirely prepared either.  He raised a hand to block out the bulk of the view, expression warring somewhere between startled and amused, but given the way he was laughing, amusement seemed to be winning out.

"Dude.  A little warning next time, maybe?  Geez."

[kxngofthewasteland-blog]

+ofveritas;

That look infected to you?

[5xbyx5-blog]

ofveritas

Faith had done a pretty bang up job of avoiding Boston since she'd left shortly after her fifteenth birthday. Not because she didn't love it. Probably beacause she did. And she was a storm cloud of destruction and wanted to leave Boston out of it. But when you were a wanderer, you managed to wander places you didn't intend to. And that was how she ended up it an old Irish pub that she remembered sneaking beers from when she'd been a punk Southie kid. She was four beers in and starting to feel easy enough to turn to the guy next to her, smiling a little wickedly at him. "I guess it's true. You can take the girl out of Boston, but you can't take the Southie out of the girl."