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[jur1sdr]

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[sevenbulletsavior]

' hey !  what’d you do that for ? ' @originhl sounded petulant with the question posed, and Karen could only stare at her with the most pointlessly scathing look she possessed. The young woman was poised in the middle of Karen’s living room, the blonde feeling the last bit of adrenaline that had surged through her moments before plummeting.

“Why’d I smack you? Because you broke into my house in the middle of the night, Mapone! I could have shot you!” The gun in Karen’s hand was jiggled with unneeded emphasis, eyes moving back to the office that Mapone had appeared from. “It’s nearly 3 in the morning. What are you doing here?”

Karen had always had an open door policy, but she drew the line at windows and breaking and entering (for good reason). The gun was placed on her coffee table, Karen double-checking the window in her office and adjusting the lock on it while making a mental note to buy a different lock.

[washeartsbreaking]

@originhl sent “ i need to get out . ” – fliss

"you do, huh?" calypso asked. she stood back a little, trying to think through their problem. this wasn't something fliss could just talk her way out of. calypso couldn't use magic to get out of it either, at least not in the ways she was accustomed to. "i don't particularly enjoy being trapped here either." she looked up at the ceiling, hoping the monsters above them didn't manage to cave in the ceiling. the idea of a cave in wasn't particularly attractive to her. she wouldn't die from it, she would have to suffer through it for as long as it took for someone to find her.

[washeartsbreaking]

@originhl sent ' what are you , catholic ? ' – bear to luciana

"i was a nun..." luciana glanced over at her companion knowing he'd enjoy that little tidbit of information. "lifetimes ago." spouting off whole pages of scripture upon seeing a painting was behavior most people weren't able to do accurately or at all these days. looking at graffiti on a wall could illicit familiarity with a verse or the idea of something that came from spirituality in most people, but very few could understand the references in as much detail as someone who had been a part of the church. "does that surprise you?"

[loyalpromise]

you look sophisticated . like you know things . – tempest to diana

          manicured  fingers  grasped  the  edges  of  her  white  russian,  lightly  whirling  the  contents,  ice  softly  clinking.  she was  tempting  to  take  a  load  off  after  the  day  she’d  had,  shooing  off  any  annoying  men  who  think  they  stood  a  chance.  though  the  person  next  to  her  wasn’t  one  of  those  men  who  tried  to  hit  on  her,  in  fact,  they  weren’t  a  man  at  all.

          diana  had  never  considered  herself  to  be  very  social.  there  was  a  reason  she  lived  on  her  own  and  only  had  a  dog  for  company.  it  was  hard  for  her  to  make  friends  and  she  didn’t  make  it  easy,  anyway.  suddenly  she  was  hyper  aware  of  the  blood  caked  beneath  her  crimson  red  painted  nails  ( despite  the  scrubbing  she’d  done  when  washing  them )  and  the  bruises  she  hid  beneath  her  clothes.

          she  observed  the  stranger  for  a  few  moments  longer  before  finally  speaking.  “ can  i  help  you  with  somethin’ ? ”

[loyalpromise]

“ what am I , contagious ? ” – scott to nancy

          “ no,  it’s  just— ”  today  had  not  been  a  good  day.  not  that  many  of  nancy’s  days  seemed  to  be  good  as  of  late,  anyway.  if  not  for  the  way  she  immersed  herself  into  school  activities,  she’d  have  no  way  to  ignore  the  near  constant  bad  feelings.  talking  things  out  seldom  helped,  even  less  so  when  the  ONLY  person  she  had  to  talk  to  about  it  all  was  her  mother.  karen,  bless  her  heart,  tried  her  best  but  it  wasn’t  enough.  nothing  she  could  say  satisfied  any  of  nancy’s  feelings.  the  person  she  wanted—NEEDED—to  talk  to  about  it  wouldn’t  answer  the  fucking  phone  or  always  had  an  excuse  to  cut  the  conversation  short.  bullshit.  “ just  sit  down.  it’s  fine. ”

[psyknife]

@originhl: don't come any closer . . . – tempest

“Or else?” Kwannon kept her hands raised, proving that she was unarmed. She’d come upon the young woman after following a trail of bodies and was eager to find out why. “Not that I don’t doubt your threat. Consider my question one of curiousity instead.”

[etherealstarr]

@originhl: ❛ ah , so you aren’t heartless after all . ❜ – glitch

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Ava quickly pulled her jacket around herself and did up the zipper. Being vulnerable other people wasn’t easy; being teased for it, even worse. “You’d prefer I left you to bleed out, then?” She picked up the half-empty packet of gauze and threw it at their chest.