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@cachazo continued from x .

His words earned a pout from the petite blonde, but nevertheless, she raised her hands up in surrender, “Message received, loud and clear.”

Being a sniper for hire, Amity had first met Roman Rourke a few months back, when he'd contracted her to efficiently, and discreetly carry out a hit on a target who had been eluding him for quite some time. Evidently, it appeared she had given a satisfactory performance, considering he had hired her multiple times since then.

He was a dangerous man.

And that excited her.

“Geez, Rome, what’s a girl gotta do to get a piece of you?”

#cachazo #potential trigger warning;#trigger warning;#tw: guns;#tw: killing;#trigger: guns;#trigger: killing;#v: i never miss;

@whatwxsright continued from x .

Once she was situated upon the sofa, Amity let her head fall back against the cushions and frowned. Her memory was a little fuzzy, so she couldn’t remember the exact amount of alcohol she’d managed to drink over the course of the entire evening. But she was pretty sure she’d begun to lose count after about the fourth drink.

With her lips pouting in thought, the petite blonde gave an over-exaggerated shrug, “I don’t know! I stopped counting after four... I think?” There was a pause before she continued, “Do me a favor and... If I ever decide I want to challenge Tony to a drinking contest again... Just... No. Tell me no, okay? Seriously, Steve. Carry me outta there if you have to!”

#whatwxsright #trigger warning;#potential trigger warning;#tw: alcohol;

[ @dxvilhunter / continued from x . ]

Amity couldn’t help it.

She screamed.

One minute she’s having a nice, relaxing shower after a long day at work, then the next, she finds herself wrapped up in a tight embrace. No noise, no warning.

Nothing.

So of course she screamed. Who wouldn’t?!

She's fully prepared to fight tooth and nail to get out of this predicament (the fact that she’s completely naked not-withstanding), but the familiar tone of the stranger’s voice stops her in her tracks.

It couldn’t be.

But then his words actually sink in, and that tiny hope that had been sparking within her? It bursts into a huge open flame. He was back!

“You asshole!” she exclaims, tears immediately welling up in her eyes in response, “You jerk! I thought you were dead!”

If she’s sobbing in relief, she doesn’t care.

#dxvilhunter #potential trigger warning;#tw: mention of death;#otp: soaked in sin;

@thieverry

The blonde is a tiny whirlwind of rage as she pushes through the locker room doors with enough force to send them both slamming roughly against the walls. Whipping around once she’s sure that Vance has followed after her, she throws her arms up in exasperation, “What the fuck is wrong with you...?!” There’s the smallest of pauses and then, “ Rhetorical question, don’t answer that.”

Her bright blue eyes are dangerously narrowed as she glares up at the man, “The whole point of being part of a team in this goddamn training program is to learn to work together! Not to sabotage each other so both agents fail!”

#thieverry #potential trigger warning;#tw: cursing;#tw: swearing;