#thelostcauses

[cardiomyapathy]

Ѡ "oops..." Kaila 😈

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[clochanam]

Titus clenches his jaw, his gaze narrowing with measured suspicion. And yet, despite himself, there is an unmistakable hunger in his expression, as though he had just stumbled upon something impossibly rare, something dangerously tempting. He studies her like a man who's spotted an extraordinary delicacy, unable to look away. There's a slight lick of his lips before he glances away, smug as ever.

RANDOM ASKS! ( ALWAYS ACCEPTING! )

the storm wasn't meant to arrive for another few hours. it's not an excuse; she knows she should've just stayed at that motel back where she'd made the pick-up. two brand-new espresso machines, state-of-the-art, italian brands with price-tags that made her dizzy when richard revealed it to her. she'd have made it home sooner, only that there were so many road closures... and seriously, a number that she didn't think would be possible. her gas tank was scraping itself dry by the time she pulled in here, to this vast, opulent place that radiated a wealth and particular power that made her feel oddly dirty. a guest looks up, studying her with such clear disdain that she ends up removing her jacket, an over-sized raincoat belonging to stanley, folding it over her arm and waiting for the receptionist to finish business with another mildly disgusted patron.

nevertheless, the people here are perfectly lovely. she's booked a room in less than five minutes, and a groundskeeper even promises to go out in the morning and pour half a can of gasoline into her tank; just enough to get her to the nearest station, he assures her. relief, accompanied by a warm invitation to have a drink at the bar while they prepare the room, soothe her enough to relax her shoulders and turn around, releasing a slow breath as she takes in the foyer.

then her gaze lands on the man, whose head is just shifting away from her direction. a man who, from the bowed heads and respectful greetings of the staff, carries weight around here. he's tall, dressed in that understated yet crisp way that people with wealth so often so, and with a gaze that seems to constantly take in everything around him.

including, she assumes, the pool of rainwater that has gathered on the marble floor. a pool that has a young attendant searching for a mop that isn't there. shit. she glances down at her coat. she's irish. she could've handled a bit of rain. or at least slept in the car and not risked some poor twenty-something-year-old's career over her absent-mindedness. no. the least she can do, she resolves grimly, is to at least address it with the distracted man personally. she'll be gone by morning anyway. less distress for all involved.

" sorry, sir, that's my own fault. " an apologetic smile as she returns to the site of the puddle, carefully straddling it so that nobody is likely to slip in it by mistake. the small laugh she releases is self-deprecating and rueful, eyes rolling fondly at her lack of foresight. " i always seem to forget that american rain is a different ball game to what we have in ireland! i think i've seen basketballs smaller than the raindrops ye have out here... i really am sorry. and grateful! i hadn't realized there was a casino out in this neck of the woods. how long have you been in business? "

[ownheroes]

continued. / @thelostcauses

He shakes his head. "Nothing, but I wore it recently. Didn't you want to ask me something?" He regards her, curiously, and then the corners of his lips turn into a smirk as she mentions his eyes. "Is that so?" A small laugh along with the raising of his brows is meant to tease her for paying that close attention to him, but truthfully it warms him that she does.

Brown eyes look down at hers, studying her for a moment.

"Why don't you style me?"

[clochanam]

@thelostcauses BUT THATS IMPOSSIBLE

[ownheroes]

"you think i'm PRETTY?!!"

How did she even hear him say that,  mumbled under his breath in a moment of weakness? Jinu was caught off-guard for a split second. The bravado he otherwise put on so effortlessly was cracked for just a moment.

She was a hunter and she wanted to kill him. Yet... why was she so charming? Her lilac coloured hair swayed elegantly in contrast to her violent swings with the sword. Like silk blowing in the wind. Jinu didn't even think before he fumbled for a comeback to make sure she didn't get any ideas that he thought more of her than his enemy.

"I SAID YOU LOOK SHITTY! GOODBYE, HUNTER."

He vanishes in a puff of magenta smoke, exiting the scene in a panic.

[ownheroes]

"7,000 won says that Derpy loves me more." (about $5 american dollars!)

"First of all, 7,000 won? Really? You're betting on a DIVINE SPIRIT'S love with just 7,000 won?" He says it like he's trying to guilt trip her, though it's all just to tease her, then he leaves a pause and smirks. Even if he sounds quite confident about winning, there's some doubt present. Derpy has been staying with her A LOT recently. "And secondly, you're definitely going to lose that bet. But if you're that confident, why don't you bet more?

[huntedvideo]

incoming case . . . i'm never going to trust you again.

'i mean . . . kinda your mistake for trusting me in the first place, right?' finley shrugged one shoulder, unaffected by the words. whether either of them were joking or not, fin was trustworthy in most situations. he was mostly an honest man, though he knew some omissions were needed to keep himself and the others around him safe. 'aren't you, like, psychic, or something? you should've seen this whole thing coming,' @thelostcauses + windsor.

[redemptioninterlude]

is it love z hour??? mira bby, you know how i feel about you but i will happily shout it from the mountain tops!!!!!!! not only are you a phenomenal writer, you make it clear that you want me around, you want to hang, you want to talk not only about real life but plot. and even if you know i'm exhausted and dragging myself to things, you still want to continue on and write with me because you have the patience of a freaaaakin' angel!! te adoro mucho mucho mucho mas mas mas!!!

SUBJECT: pls, pls, i'm wilting LMAO NOTIFY: @thelostcauses CONCERNING: isa

omg lmao it's always so funny getting sweet love trains like this and then i'm hit by the people i've been writing with forever and a day, like, there's definitely people on this site that i've had it in long and deep with and you're always right there. you know i care! i love you! you're amazing! i'll always cheerlead you and your muses and the things that bring you joy! because seriously, life's for living, i love you loads and loads, and adore everything that we have to write together. thanks for still being here by my side ♡