#secretaryofstrength

[blooddrinkingbartender]

@secretaryofstrength

Agnes looked up at the bartender and smiled kindly. “Hello. I apologize for tracking the rain in. Could I get a whiskey?”

She slid into the barstool she was standing next to. She usually had a mixed drink, but she didn’t want to drink strong. She made sure she had her wallet on her before taking a look at the menu again. She also didn’t want to spend too much tonight.

“Oh it’s only a bit of water. Bit of water never hurts anyone,” Bill said, smiling right back. He really did seem the enthusiastic sort.“

“That ain’t a problem, ain’t no problem at all,” he said, as he got a glass and the bottle to pour in, “You looking at two fingers here?”

He held his middle finger and index finger up so they were pressed together, in order to demonstrate the amount would go in the glass. That was the standard most people went for when they wanted whiskey. 

[ask-unmasked-pyro]

@secretaryofstrength

Pyro shook his head, tutting softly.

“They work you guys to the bone. We get more days off than you do! When is your next day off by the way? Maybe I can help with that!”

Pyro looked down at Secretary, a hopeful gleam in his eye. She looked so sweet, a slight blush came to his cheeks.

“Is it ok if I put my arm around you? I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

[asktheredscoot]

Can you doodle Agnes? @secretaryofstrength

i gotchu~ :3c @secretaryofstrength Doodles 3/???send some requests here~ => [x]

[killersolo]

🔴 - Bloody scenario (@secretaryofstrength)

our  muses  cleaning  up  blood  together  from  a  kill.

“Jesus christ, i think oi better be usin’ bullets next time we oughta kill someone! This dang knife drew way more blood than i expected….” Eugene sighed heavily, and looked worried at  the ground, covered with their target’s blood. He scratched his head and looked at Yamanishi.

“Got any ideas how we’re gonna be cleanin’ this bloody, literally, mess?”

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[mutuscout]

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    For a second, Scout just looks at Agnes, surprised and alarmed. Then, rather quickly, he pulls his hand away and takes a step away from her. Not allowed. 

    ‘Don’t.’

[practicalsolutions]

send ⚠ to pick up your muse, @secretaryofstrength

@secretaryofstrength

The engineer found himself in the arms of Saxton’s secretary. He blinked to make sure it wasn’t just some strange hallucination, since he was pretty sure he had just seen a cougar smash through a window before everything went black.

“Ugh.. I must’ve hit my head. Are business meetings here always like this?”

(Sorry I’m late!)

[ask-unmasked-pyro]

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Pyro’s brows furrowed.

“Genetically modified? It’s not normal bird seed? Actually, I’m not that surprised.”

Pyro chuckled, readjusting his position so he could lay back.

“Yeah. I guess this is the new normal. It’s a weird normal, but it’s a normal all the same.”

[mutuscout]

@secretaryofstrength || cont.

Agnes looked up a bit, as requested. She was lucky to have this time off and do this with him. She hadn’t done makeup besides foundation and eyeliner in a while, and she was going to a gala tonight. This would be a godsend. “Thank you again for doing this, Scout.” She smiles softly.

    Scout smiles brightly as he applied a bit of mascara to Agnes’ bottom lashes, then put the tube aside so he could sign. ‘My pleasure.’ His hands said. ‘You’re already so pretty, it’s fun to do this.’

    He had been a little surprised when Agnes approached him about doing her makeup. He rarely had the chance to really flex his skills and glam someone else up. But this truly was a lot of fun. Agnes was beautiful, and with a tiny touch up here and there, Scout easily could say she was a goddess. Or maybe that was him praising his own work.