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"Hmmm I wonder who will come confess their sins today. I need some good gossip" the deacon smirked.
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"Hmmm I wonder who will come confess their sins today. I need some good gossip" the deacon smirked.
She wasn't anyone important. But she had habbit of getting into people busy. And Val was on her raydar.
Being Mutant, and a PI… her work was cut out for her.
Nobody supects the one fixing the stuff in the tower to be Pi. And nobody reall questions worker with her down.
@tofeelthecold
A normal day. At least, as normal as days feel knowing she can't expect what's become a normal, familiar comforting presence in the squad room, no offhand sardonic remark while reviewing a case. Alex left this abruptly; so did Stabler; so did Casey. And yet, while Olivia of course felt those absences, none of them stung as much as the distinct lack of Rafael Barba at SVU. Carisi does a good job, but there's no replacing the man Olivia has grown to depend on - not that she'd ever admit she depended on him, or at least his steadfast presence, knowing he had her back. When Stabler left, she thought she'd resolved not to let herself care so much, but here she is. Walking into the squad room and feeling the drag of what is once more just work, which used to motivate her.
She juggles her coffee and a short stack of files she took home to review (nigh impossible with Noah insisting she pay attention to Paw Patrol) to open her office door. The coffee nearly falls out of her hand, however, just as her jaw drops.
"Rafa? What are you doing here? I thought you were fired." And he didn't even say goodbye before he left town, which hurt like hell, the bastard. And yet, here he is, sitting in front of her desk looking just as sassy as always.
TESTING MUSE STARTER CALL, Valacchia! (may be selective)
Muse Preview- God
God's own declaration upon first seeing the material world, was that it was good and rested knowing snakes slithered in the trees.
Abraham had been a stubborn, unruly child, Moses had stuttered and been barred from the promised land, David a lecher and murderer, and Christ himself had been a scandal that God had plunged like a knife into the world.
God built the wilderness and the flesh and found them pleasing and called blessed the men who wrestled with angels and called deviants the one after their own heart. So what the fuck was the church doing demanding obedience and ascetic renunciations?
❛ I expected so much more from you, not ‘you’ll tell me this, and this and this’. ❜
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“Oh good I can understand you, I was afraid I would have to try and sign, I’m not very good at it.” Aurum giggled, before gazing around at the gray and gloom of Hueco Mundo. “Well... I’m certainly not near the city... at least, not the one I mean to go to...” She pondered, gazing at Santa Teresa. “Your outfit, it’s different than what I’ve seen. Is that the norm here?”
New oc, coming soon to a blog near you!
Are you interested in mermen? Sirens of the deep?
Do you like trans twinks with musical talent?
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