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pharaohspider replied to your post: illunaris said: kurapika just side-eyes chrollo...
“I’d say ask your family but…. seems they were worth the price.”
They were free ! Because remember children , murder done yourself or with friends is free.
@illunaris
“I’m glad I’m not back in school.”
wombat’s sentence starters // accepting // @pharaohspider
When backed into a corner, some creatures will surrender. Others may fight until they suffer fatal injuries.
In Leorio’s case, he tended to abandon logic and instinct and instead provoke his attacker. Retrospectively, he wonders if he means to distract them, to grant himself an opportunity to flee. But in the moment, Leorio knows that he finds pleasure in that cultivated irritation, even when his own safety is on the line.
With a cocked eyebrow and a bloody lip, Leorio manages to crack a smile. He clutches his briefcase tightly, his arm dangling by his side, ready to swing.
“Now that’s a surprise,” he says, bearing red-edged teeth. “I wouldn’t have thought you’d ever been in school. Or that you even knew how to read.”
@pharaohspider sᴀɪᴅ:
He’s approaching Shalnark and hands over a slightly, rather completely crushed phone. It seems that he had a tragic accident with his newest piece of technology. “Can you fix it?”
❝Really, Phinks?❞
Exasperated, Shalnark shakes his head in disappointment at his fellow Spider’s mishap. This wasn’t the first time he’d broken his phone in a manner similar to this, but this one... This phone was toast.
❝You need to be careful with your stuff -- there’s no way I can fix this one. Everything is in pieces!❞
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The prank is juvenile and exceedingly simple but effective. Itching powder in Shalnark's underwear; it'll teach the manipulator not to make Feitan that angry.
It’s a fantastic thing to be aware of one’s surroundings. With the pastel colors that adorned Shalnark’s underwear drawer, Phinks should have realized that white powder with a sprinkle of brown specs would have been noticeable, but only so much can be done toward the intelligence of Shalnark’s fellow Spiders...
Rubbing the powder between his fingers was enough to tell Shalnark exactly what had been done. A brow raises in disappointment.
Don’t mind Shalnark as he casually picks up the ruined pair of undergarments and flicks the powder toward all of Phinks’ favorite Gucci tracksuits. He doesn’t mind having to go commando for a while.
❝Oh, Phiii~iiinks~! I saw a stain on your jacket earlier, are you sure you don’t want to change so the one you’re wearing can be washed?❞
send 📚 for a random line in a book as a starter. | accepting. | @pharaohspider
“All my past life was now a blot, a blind vacancy in which I distinguished nothing.”
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There’s a small moment of surprise when the map is finally passed her way. Their directions had been simple; yet they still hadn’t reached their goal. Was he playing a prank of some sort? If he kept going she was soon to lose her good mood. When he spoke though, she blinked.
“You can’t?”
Well didn’t she feel a fool.
"I ain't talking about it!" He says it before he flops himself down next to her, arms crossed- he's definitely pouting but he's going to sit next to her and simmer in his anger.
Nose deep in a book that she reads through only for appearances sake, she hears the angry Phinks long before she sees him. She keeps it up even as he stomps his way over to her. The casual indifference will get her the answers she wants, though she can infer much. Only one person gets Phinks this heated. She turns a page. “Fair enough.”
Without turning herself towards him, she raises a hand to smooth out the harsh furrow of his brow. He’ll talk.