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kiillers "I'll put up the decorations if you make hot chocolate, deal?"
"What are you doing under there?"
{‡}; Edgar’s head whipped to look at who was now letting the light into the small fort. ❝Solitas,❞ He mumbled the Latin word with a hint of warning.
( *ugly cries because you are an amazing person for rp'ing Van Gogh* Hello friend! )
Awww, thank you! And hello to you too!
"Wide awake." ( from Alecks )
Y'know, I honestly thought Nat would have told me if she had a sister. Huh.
*little flower icon because I'm on mobile and can't actually send it*
"Just what did we do last night?"
thexbrigade is looking for trouble
Vaas was building a throne out of money. Since he was the king of Rook Island, had stupid amounts of cash just lying around, and he could do whatever the fuck he wanted, he reasoned to himself that the only logical thing to do was build a throne out of money. Besides, he was enjoying it. It was like Lego for royalty. As he was putting the finishing touches on the armrests, he heard the creak of a door being opened behind him. Stopping what he was doing, he strained to listen, and was rewarded with footsteps. Unfamiliar ones. Whipping his pistol from it's holster, he spun around and aimed it at the centre of the young woman's chest. "Hey there hermana. Care to tell me what the fuck you're doing in my fuckin' house?"