#skullisms

[pandathief-blog]

                        “  You’re awfully loud.  ”

 BLUE eyes gaze behind the solid black mask, a finger quick  to press against her lips in protest. She had begun to adjust  to the grounds of a place like this on her own, but despite   being SHOCKED at the sight of another, she still wanted to  be careful and mindful of the Shadows that lurked about. 

(  @skullisms  )

[bufuja-blog]

        ‘   -----   he said you could think better with a hole in your head .   ’

             cops or @skullisms    —–    (  sc.  )

[casteliart]

          @skulliisms​ liked x

          It wasn’t like it was odd for Burgh to see gangsters strange characters around Castelia, but man. This guy had an unreal amount of swagger about him.

          ❝ Hey, you look kinda lost. Can I help you? ❞

[solidhornsandloyalties]

AREN’T YOU MY FRIEND?:

                           ❛ now you’re attacking me? i                              don’t give a fuck what they                              said, soldier. they were stupid                              people, people who don’t                              understand that you changed,                              and you should be mature                              enough to rise above it instead                              of lashing out. get your shit                              together. ❜

               “ Don’t call me that! Don’t you fucking call me that again, not unless you wanna go drag my arm out of a ravine in Europe somewhere. I’m not one of your Commandos and I’m not one of your silly tin soldiers. You said so yourself- I’m your friend. Your fucking friend, and I thought friends were suppose to stand up for each other.                    They should be getting their shit together. I don’t regret what I said. “

[cxndyisdandy-blog]

skullisms:

❛ you know, watching you work is                              kind of terrifying. you’re way too                              good at what you do. remind me                              to never piss you off, or you                              might end up convincing geoff to                              kill me or something. ❜

RYAN CROSSED HIS arms as he walked alongside Mary, looking at her warily. Her ability to make people tell her anything without using force was both impressive and scary. Ryan could never do that. He got too impatient, too annoyed. No, knives and well-placed punches were much better suited to him. He kicked a rock and watched it skid down the sidewalk, bouncing off the edge of a building and coming to a rest when it landed.

“You think so?” Mary turns to him as she walks, laughing a bit at his comment about Geoff. “Yeah, maybe.” She thought for a moment.

“It’s really not that hard. You really just have to be good at profiling. Like... when to be intimidating, when to be overly flirty, etcetera. It’s all about acting. Maybe I could teach you some time.”

She brought a hand up to her chin, thinking. “I mean, you’ve got the intimidation factor down. And you’re attractive, so it probably wouldn’t be too hard to woo information out of people.”

Mary shrugged. “Maybe we could do a little skill tradeoff.”

[solidhornsandloyalties]

skullisms​

                           ❛ oh. is it? i didn’t really sleep last                              night, so i guess i lost track of                              time. but really, why do i - people,                              i mean - why do people fear                              losing things that aren’t theirs? ❜

RYAN HUFFED AND folded his arms on Edgar’s desk, resting his chin on top of them as he looked over at Edgar.

                “ You never sleep Ryan. “

    Edgar sighs loudly at the slip up- because of course this is more personal, of course this is bigger than just some really deep question at six in the fucking AM. He scrubs a hand over his face and starts to power up his computer, at the very least physically preparing for the day. 

                “ I guess it’s because people feel an entitlement to that thing, even if they don’t own it yet? They want it so bad they already feel like they own it, so they don’t want someone to come along and take it before they can truly possess it. I’m not sure. I need my coffee first. “