#sleepindarkness

[allpurposebogeyman]

@sleepindarkness who did not ask for this

“Hey, I’m not a serial killer, right?” Not technically, anyway, even if he does kill people and enjoy being good at his job.

Look, Rod is a lot of things to a lot of people and knows it, most of them variants on ‘terrible’ or ‘annoying’ or ‘technically good at his job but god, at what cost?’; but there are a couple of things he’s pretty sure he’s not. ( almost sure. mostly sure. )

“ ‘cause I told Alexi--” Captain Bauer, you know, of the perfect composure, “that and he just kinda made a face at me.”

[takenpeace]

@sleepindarkness  ||  CONT

TIRED  HANDS  DRAPE  OVER  the  back  of  his  neck  to  try  to  massage  the  aching  tension  from  them. Situations  thus  far  are  complicated  to  say  the  least. Paul  can  almost  HEAR  the  words  that  John  wants  to  say  knowing  the  man  like  he  does.  John Martin  forever  waging  war  with himself,  the  world,  and  everyone  in  it. The  battle  will  never  be  over  and  there  are  times  Paul  wants  to  shake  him,  but  he’s  come  to  accept  the mercenary  at  face  value.  “I’ve  tried  talking  to  them.  REASONING  when  I  know  the  chances  were  slim.  None  of  them  feel  as  I  do,  but  then  again  I  suspect  you  don’t  either.”  

He  sighs  knowing  that  his  peaceful  disposition  would  never  please  many  in  this  world,  but  he  wouldn’t  dream  of  turning  himself  into  someone  that  he  just  ISN’T. When  he  turns  towards  his  companion,  Paul’s  expression is  filled  with  doubt  and  hesitation  as  if  he  may  NOT  know  what  he’s  doing  after  all. Only  one  person  he’d  share  this  expression  with  as  no one  else  needs  to  know  about  the  lack  of  confidence  in  his  own  leadership. Even  now  he’s  weary  of  John  knowing  since  the  soldier  might  see  him  as  weak. 

[huntresscaraquinn]

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@sleepindarkness

Cara pressed a hand to her forehead, briefly closing her eyes as she took a deep breath. This looked bad. A body - a human body - on the ground, John holding a gun and splattered with blood... No, it didn’t just look bad, it looked horrible. Guilty.

But she had to believe there was more to the story. This was self-defense. Or this was - this was a witch or some other person tied to supernatural deaths in general. Or maybe it was just a killer of the ordinary human variety. Either way, there was more to this. There had to be.

“John... John, you can’t - we can’t be here, all right? We have to go. The police could already be on their way, and... We have to leave. John, are you even hearing me? We have to go.”

[khakerskayavdova-a]

〘 @sleepindarkness asked for a starter〙 

          ⍄ SHE does not speak much of the first time she met john martin. it turns out a man with many enemies may find himself the target of more than one killer. she was still a young teen when she was given the field mission that forced their paths to cross. he could have killed her - he did not. in fact, he may have done more for her than he even knew. 

at the end of the day, the masters were none the wiser that it was not her bullet that killed the mark.

faina is no longer a child when she sees john again, not that she ever really was. she may not be in red room any more, but her instincts reside in their lessons. N O  amount of gratitude for that day will change it.

❝ are you here on business? ❞

[sparedparts-blog1]

 ❝  what happened to you?  no offense, but you look like you just crawled out of a dumpster.   ❞ he snorts,  lip curling up at the side with the cynical jab at John’s expense.  it’s meant in jest, of course, but the truth still remains.   ❝  want coffee? got a pot brewin’.   ❞  

[handofhonor]

{ @sleepindarkness

“Come on, you know you’re more than welcome to our house whenever you need it.” Ned nodded towards the direction of their house. It’d been a few days since he’d seen John, actually, it’d been his birthday. While he wasn’t able to do more than what he did, it was something for the man who didn’t seem to have a lot right now. “We’re having pasta for dinner.”

[fratricidium]

@sleepindarkness liked for a starter

               “Oh. You again.”

[blkwiidow]

 unknown. 

❛         do  you  have  any  painkillers     ?      ❜      the  redhead  asked  as  she  sat  next  to  a  random  guy  at  a  hotel  bar  where  she  was  staying  during  her  mission  .  she  was  awake  almost  the  whole  night  and  now  a  migraine  was  bothering  her  .  

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