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"Like what you see?" - @straysupe
"Not really, needs more flare, more color? Dark red is so overdone. Now imagine that with silver with accents of a rose gold? Then you'd be getting somewhere." They sighed, a hint of a smirk tugging at the edges of their lips as they stretched out on the couch.
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“you can’t do this. you don’t have the fight, you never have.” She really really stupidly wants Soldier Boy to be the hero Stray knew from her childhood.
excuse the hell out of him? mouth opens--closes. opens. screws up into a confused smirk that's penned across his brow with a shove of both towards one another. "that what you think, darlin'?" pointer juts towards the ceiling before ticking in stray's direction. don't you dare go there. don't you DARE try. "that's where you're mistaken. that person you knew before? smoke and mirrors. a whole lotta sales pitches and bullshit. more fake than a kardashian's lips. both ends." expectations? fuck that. the more put on him? the more chances he has of failure, of disappointing everyone who once looked up to or down at him that PISSES HIM OFF. default to anger. to shoving anyone who might try to their knees in regret.
shit's just easier that way.
“we can’t afford to feel good or to feel safe or to let our guard down.” - @straysupe
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"You know being that way is also going to burn you out and you will be no good to anyone. We all need to breathe, I'm not saying we will ever be safe or fully able to let our guards down. But you have to allow yourself those moments to try."
@straysupe --- cont. from here
" No, no sniper. Ignore that. " Answered with a laugh.
He hadn't really meant to mumble that aloud... just thinking, considering a case he was working. Callum, lost in his own world among the bustle of the city, forgetting there were other ears listening.
He wasn't usually this sloppy. But, sleep deprivation was a hell of a mind-altering drug. And sleep had been a very foreign concept to him the last few days, between the legal cases above board... and the less than legal activities after nightfall.
" Charity lawyer...? Well, okay, that's fair. Not the way I'd describe myself, but fair. Why? In the market for some legal representation? "
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he's leaned so far back in his chair that, if he didn't have those feline reflexes, he might've fallen when it squeaks against the floor and almost tips. but between the nature and his boots kicked up on the table nearby, he's balancing himself out just fine while he flicks the rubik's cube layers this way and that, more concerned with it than the task at hand.
"you're not gonna get anything else done by worryin' about it all. it's out of our hands now."
the other side of midnight. ⟡ @straysupe ❝ why ask? you're not going to believe my answer. ❞
Initially Prism's crystal blues locked into a leer at the girl, hands resting on her hips, a brow lifting in both curiosity and annoyance. . .but a reluctant sigh escapes her glossy nude lips as she she shifts to adjust her cape so that she could take a seat against the concrete half-wall next to Stray.
❝ Let me guess. . .❞ The response comes soft, the leer finally easing with the commitment to take a seat and invest the time. ❝ Vought this, Vought that. You ran off and now they want you back, and because I 'work' there you're assuming I'm just another heartless husk of a human being that's going to drag you back.❞ A half-smile, her eyes glancing over at Stray, ❝ Am I close ?❞
@straysupe sent a message : “Speaking of the dead, a bat flew into my room last night.”
Rachel paused staring before her head tilted towards the side, yellow eyes narrowing in slight confusion. "What... does that mean?" Then she stiffened, eyes widening, her pupils pinpricking as a thought slammed into her mind causing a small whine to slip through throat. "Was it a vampire bat? A vampire? You need to tell me." She said, leaning forward, looming almost.
“ — and a bunch of colored pencil drawings of all the different characters in harry potter fucking each other. ” yeah, apparently aside from being a dick in general, this supe was into some weird shit.
welcome to the internet — @straysupe
