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[6atez]

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Chewing stops, only for a moment to make an almost irritated face. “Don’t ya ever have any fun? Batez was quick to save herself. “I mean ya always got ya face stuck in all them papers. You of all people can afford to live a little. Ain’t that right?”

[truerlifebegin]

"Belle?...My wings are gone. Oh no no no- don't tell me father took them away from me!" The Agent started to panic, looking over at his shoulder to see that his Caste 1 armband that marked his rank, was gone. (pureimcginction)

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Terrified,and unsure how to help her friend, Belle bit her lip. “Michael, Michael, shh…Shh… It’s… It’s ok. We’ll figure it out. We’ll figure it out. We’ll get themback. I promise.” 

But was that a promise she could keep? She was, in the end, justa young human woman. What power did she have in the affairs and battles of thecelestial? She had to try though. Michael had done enough for her. He’d beenthere for her when no one else was. Now, it was her turn to support him.

[shxttered-mirrxrs]

Norman looked down at the guestbook where the woman wrote down her name, “It’s getting late Miss...Agana. Would you like to join me for dinner? If-If you haven’t eaten yet, that is.” (pureimcginction)

Mary looked up from the guestbook at the motel, not expecting the sudden invitation. She hadn’t eaten all day, it had been an outrageously long flight to California from Ohio. It wasn’t something she hadn’t done before; of course. More often than not, Mary would forget to eat when working on a big enough project.

“Oh, thank you. That would be very nice,” she nodded, “I should probably put my luggage in my room first.” She picked up her room key and luggage, and before heading to the room, she smirked, “It’s Dr. Agana, by the way. I’ll be back in a jiffy.”

With that, she hustled to her room and set down her bags. Had the motel manager just asked her on a date? Well, it was better than what she had planned for the evening, so she figured it could be an interesting night before her first major psychiatric conference.

[labyrinthmonarch]

“I’m married only to my post.” (Pureimcginction- from The Agent)

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                 THERE’S A SLIGHT CHUCKLE TO HIS CANINE FEATURES. As a man who spent most of his life alone, and suddenly found himself the company of his beautiful, lovely wife, he has to take the humor. “Must be a rather lonely existence, then.” 

[thewonderingsorceress]

Lapdog has a new companion

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Ella tried not to sigh as The Designer looked over her attire before she got on the elevator, the only thing that he could critique was the near eyeroll she did, so he tapped at her chin, and she glowered momentarily. He huffed and rolled his eyes, which she had to resist the urge to tap his chin in return, before walking away, dramatic as always. She stepped on the elevator and went to floor one, the scroll in hand, closing her eyes trying to tune out the music the elevator was playing. The elevator announced her arrival and she stepped out, making her way over to the door, knocking. She assumed that The Agent would be expecting her as she knew about the assignment two days ago, and the scroll in her hand was just a formality or had more details for him. She waited until she heard him telling her to come in. She did so, and he looked at her expectantly, “...hi, I’m Ella...the one who has been sent to help you with paperwork...?” She silently offered the scroll to the man, waiting for him to read it. 

[shxttered-mirrxrs]

∞ (Pureimcginction- for Dr White!)

"I hear you calling and it's needles and pins" Alice Cooper- Poison

Mary could faintly hear a voice from her laboratory mirror, a British man..."Doctor White?" She barely managed to croak out. Something was wrong, horribly wrong. She had been experimenting on a plant she found in her realm and it burst, sending out spores all over the place and into her eyes and nose. She was extremely dizzy, she couldn't feel her hands and her feet were starting to go numb. "Doctor White, please, send for help..."

[zcmbiegeddon-deactivated12112018]

“How do you sleep at night?” (Pureimcginction- from Shorty)

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"Simple answer - I don't. That's what guilt and repressed memories do to you. It gives you almost incurable insomnia."

[truerlifebegin]

@pureimcginction hit the ♡ for a lyric starter

“No matter where, no matter what, I want you to know.... I want you to know I tried to do my best to do the best I could. I had to give my all, it’s what I had to do... And I’d do it all again and that’s the honest truth. I... I did it for you. Please understand, I had no choice... It's what had to be. It’s what had to be.”