#underestimatcd

[demonsofdevildom]

❝ you have dark circles under your eyes … ❞ ( from Lilith to Lucifer )

Startling awake from having nearly dozed off before giving that hard stare while looking about the room, "Hrm... I've probably stayed up too long, I'm hearing things now... ahh..." sorting the unfinished work out before putting it neatly in a stack pile before combing fingers through his hair, "Who am I fooling I'm still not over losing her, more so when thinking back of holding such a barely alive body and pretty much sealing my fate to servitude to someone who I still hold in contempt.

[rebelrxse]

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Rose was beginning to understand why Finn had such a terrible opinion of Jakku. It was hot and the people she had been dealing with since her arrival had been less than pleasant. She had to repeatedly remind herself that she was here on a mission for the Rebellion. She was to salvage much needed parts to enable repairs on the Rebellion’s fleet from Jakku’s junkers, following a tip from Rey on which junkers to deal with.

She had just finished dealing with a particularly frustrating junker who was willing to drive for the hardest of bargains so she was heading back towards her ship. That was when she saw Armitage Hux.

Her mission was to get the supplies and head back to the Rebel base but seeing Hux set something off inside of Rose. She diverted away from where her ship was and headed straight for Hux. “You shouldn’t be here,” she spat out at him, ignoring the fact that she shouldn’t be there either if it wasn’t for some bizarre time travelling. “What are you doing here?”

[peripateticiennes]

@iirishrose @underestimatcd

   A bar here, a bar there. On every corner, a bar. Benoît would have loved this place, it’s character     the women, the men. Fortunately for her, the divorce had finalized the very day it was time to go. He had not tried to call her then, not yet at least. One week or two would pass and he would call, talking of promise.  Geneviève, s'il vous plaît revenir à la maison. Je voudrai      no, she would not go back. Her patients were here, a very nice house and two very nice fostered minous. Kittens, they were     fed and waiting for her to come home. After one drink, she thought. Heels carried her into the loud environment and into a booth, standing out in her small dress and coat  unlike the relaxed attire on others.