Feb 25, 2016
side note purple hair sin is a thing now
(bc photoshop doesn’t want to let me use dark shades with the color replacement tool)
seen from Russia
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seen from Malaysia
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seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from Russia
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side note purple hair sin is a thing now
(bc photoshop doesn’t want to let me use dark shades with the color replacement tool)
Loren scowled as she glanced down at her cup. She shook her head and held out her hand to Leo, "You've gotta share Dada. Share me you're food."
He looked down at her and let out a slow sigh. Maybe snack time wouldn't be his favorite time of the day, after all. "Okay, but you have to be able to count the pretzels I give you."
Lucky threw her arms over Fitz's shoulders and leaned in to peck him on the lips. "I love you."
Lucky chuckled as she shook her head before turning to quickly peck Andi on the lips. "Accept my apology?"
"I may need a little more of an apology." Andi said, leaning in to press her lips to Lucky's again.
thetideyouleftbehind
"Hail HYDRA." (thetideyouleftbehind)
"Hail Hydra."
thetideyouleftbehind
"Human? Well, that's one thing I'm not."
This Ain't a Scene// Lucky & Andi
Andi had to admit she was shocked when she noticed the tail. Had she been back home, or even in LA, the runner would have made more sense. but she had only been in this city two months, hadn't even done anything wrong. Well, nothing big at least. So, when she noticed the same man in black out side the bakery and the Starbucks, she was a little spooked.
She could tell he was a hired man, and not a very good one. He kept lifting his hand to an earpiece for instructions. She was fairly convinced she could duck him, so when she rounded the corner into the alleyway she used as a shortcut back to her place, she figured she was in the clear. The hand over her mouth and arm around her waist came as a surprise. Andi's coffee and pastry bag dropped to the ground as she thrashed trying to get away. She didn't see the tail come around the corner until he was grabbing her legs.
A cloth was pressed to her mouth and she was out.
Waking up in the back of a moving van, her hands and feet tied together, wasn't the way Andi wanted this day to go. The black bag was a nice touch, but the over zealous hitter, who kicked her in the stomach when she stirred was what really lit Andi's anger. Andi rolled forward when the van stopped, cursing as she hit on something metal and sharp. Dragged out of the back of the van Andi did little to resist, getting shot wouldn't help her at this point. Andi was dropped to the ground, cutting the bonds around her ankles but leaving her wrists tied behind her.
When the bag was ripped off her head, Andi's eyes darted over the room, the bar, (club, whatever) taking stock of everything. Mostly, taking note of the frankly ridiculous number of hired guns that had weapons on her.
'No one I know then. Any one from home would waste no time telling them I'm not a threat.'
Andi dropped her eyes to the silhouetted figure in front of her. Andi swallowed her panic. If she was meeting the boss she wasn't going to be shot, yet.
"Didn't your mommy ever tell you tying up strangers is rude?" Andi said, putting a tougher face than she had on.
