#silverdax

[daybrcken-a]

@silverdax requested a starter !!

     a small head tilt and lift of her eyebrow, accessorized by the crossing of her arms, claire looks upon the man before her with hesitation masked by humor. ' y'know, wouldn't be the first time i had a dead guy standing in front of me. '

[richardtrager]

Dunks on u

"EXCUSE you, buddy. Your ROID RAGE is really putting me out."

[emilyberkhoff]

❛  come  on,  jack,  loosen  up.  ❜      funny,  she  becomes  friends  with  the  man  who  basically  came  across  as  a  walking  buzzkill.  from  the  look  on  his  face,  to  the  way  he  composed  himself.  reminded  her  of  some  stiffs  she  had  left  behind  back  in  the  day.        ❛  you’re  allowed  to  have  fun,  ya  know.  ❜      her  voice  lowers  to  a  whisper  for  a  slight  moment,  adding  impact  to  her  words.       ❛  it’s  not  against  the  rules  or  anything.  ❜

❛      @silverdax​.

[fuckyeahleonxkrauser]

[daybrcken-a]

     '  y'know -- you can say what you want about jack krauser, but he did save my daughter's life. that's gotta count for something.  '

[richardtrager]

stinky

"YOU, my friend, are stinky. Actually, I smelled you coming..."

[deadaim-a]

leon i don't have any money can you buy me pizza?

leon digging into his purse to grab his phone like an exhausted wife

[deadaim-a]

ONGOING TRANSMISSION // . . . @silverdax

The space was empty save for them. As was requested by the agent to give them a bit of privacy. One on one. Just like old times. Back when Jack could still easily hand his ass too him. Things were different now. Duffel bag filled with spare towels and slacks was stranded on the bench in the room. Hoodie is worked off of his shoulders and forgotten beside it. The heavy restrictions on Jack Krauser's shoulders were finally being lifted. Freedom came crawling back to the man in more than just one way. His arms all but healed, slowly the muscle was sculptured again. He's given Jack the praise on his path to recovery many times over. It wasn't an easy road to be put on. But the older man was doing it. Mentally and physically Leon watched him start to revert to the man he once knew.

There was a lot of pride to be held in that. Because not everyone could do it. Not after everything that happened.

"Worried you might have lost you edge?" He teases with a lopsided smile, one that falls as quick as it came, "I mean you have only been lifting weights and exercising at your place..."

The jabs aren't malicious however, he aims to get his partner riled up. He sounds COCKY and a little bit arrogant. In truth, it didn't suit Leon very much in this setting. Yet it felt right. The agent wanted to start a fire. Anything to get that flame for a fight going again after all this time. A proper fight. Not one to end in blood ( perhaps death was the better word ) . "Might have gotten sloppy during your recession. Unless you prove too me otherwise."