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"Anyone who believes what a cat tells him deserves what he gets." - Neil Gaiman - Emery Cavanaugh The Wildcat Assassin Thief Edinburgh, Scotland London, England NYC, USA viable target(s) Mature Themes Present Semi-Private & Selective Written by Leah

[teinesmuirich]

🐾 PSA

Because of my current hectic life and after a lot of thought, I’ve decided to move Emery to my multi-muse. It’s more because I love her but I can’t keep up with everything, her blog is kind of slow anyway, and her tags refuse to save. So, if you’d like to continue interacting with me and Emery or any of my other muses find me on @saltate! I plan to have her moved over by the first of the week if at all possible. I will be keeping whatever threads I have so if anyone wants a reply please let me know on the multi.

[teinesmuirich]

🐾 PSA

Because of my current hectic life and after a lot of thought, I’ve decided to move Emery to my multi-muse. It’s more because I love her but I can’t keep up with everything, her blog is kind of slow anyway, and her tags refuse to save. So, if you’d like to continue interacting with me and Emery or any of my other muses find me on @saltate! I plan to have her moved over by the first of the week if at all possible. I will be keeping whatever threads I have so if anyone wants a reply please let me know on the multi.

[teinesmuirich]

🐾 PSA

Because of my current hectic life and after a lot of thought, I've decided to move Emery to my multi-muse. It's more because I love her but I can't keep up with everything, her blog is kind of slow anyway, and her tags refuse to save. So, if you'd like to continue interacting with me and Emery or any of my other muses find me on @saltate! I plan to have her moved over by the first of the week if at all possible. I will be keeping whatever threads I have so if anyone wants a reply please let me know on the multi.

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mischievouswinter  🐾

    He should know better than to try and tempt people, even if his playful nature wouldn’t let him leave well enough alone. Though he hadn’t known her that long and he had an inkling of what she was capable of, Jack couldn’t help himself. Or he could, he just had this habit of not doing so.                      “ I said I’m pretty sure I could take you down easily enough.                       And I wouldn’t have to use my skills to do it. “ 

      Just because he was taller than she was didn’t mean he’d have the automatic advantage. Emery had years of experience on her side in the venue of altercations. If Jack truly wanted to try and take her in a physical fight, he’d find himself with a handful. The fact he had the audacity to assume he could beat her though ... Her face was not scant inches from his.

                              “Try it.”

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toshapeshift  🐾

            there was a brief look of disappointed that washed over tony stark’s face when she denied his name to be written on her chest, but it soon faded at the mention of ink on her. his face perked up, like a kid on christmas morning, and the pen he had went back into his back pocket. “ yes ma’am, where would you like to go? i know this great bar, but it’s very.. unique, ”  he warned, not wanting to tell the woman there was a chance there were mutant villains that were regulars there, herself included. she didn’t want to ruin whatever beautiful relationship was blooming between them – or her and tony stark.

     Perhaps strangely, Emery didn’t think much about Tony Stark offering to take her for a drink. It was rather common knowledge that Tony was a flirt, so a drink with a strange woman was most likely par for the course. Though, if he had any inkling of what Emery did for a living, he might think twice about offering to take her anywhere but straight to prison. Still, what was lift if you couldn’t have a little fun every now and again. “Soun’s like a blast,” Emery replied as she allowed her smile to linger for a moment before her expression relaxed. Besides there’d be no way this was a set up. Who sent a dragon to catch a cat?

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southerncomfortoutlaw  🐾

      Tresspassin’? “Oh, no, not at all. I live miles ‘way from here. Just was out for a walk and my dog decided to chew her leash off. He pulled the tattered mess out of his pocket to show her. “Pink ain’t her style it seems.” He laughed slightly, still a little on edge with that gun being pointed his way. “You ain’t seen a blue pit anywhere ‘round these parts. I swear she’s harmless.”

        The gun remained elevated for a moment before Emery slowly let it drop and point toward the earth, there and ready, but less threatening. Him admitting to not owning the land was a bit of a relief. She’d played a fity-fity risk by not claiming the land as her own. Her head tipped faintly at the mention of a pitbull on the loose. “T’at one was yers?”

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csaloka  🐾

           “ You make it seem like I asked you a question. “  Reading Emery had been a difficult thing, and yet Ina enjoyed every single interaction no matter what the outcome of it was. Admittedly there were moments she left the conversation frustrated but it was nice to have that one person who didn’t constantly bend to her every whim. And sometimes it annoyed her , but what was she going to do? He was one of the best she had working for her when she needed it : efficient, effective, and certainly had the stomach for it.  Holding on to a bit of silence before Ina let her curiosity get the better of her and she’d look over Emery’s shoulder.                                          “ I didn’t. “ 

    If there was one thing Emery had promised himself it was that he was never going to allow himself to be used or controlled again. Being employed was one thing. Controlled was something else entirely. Ina often times liked to push and see just how far she could get Emery to go. He liked to remind her that he wasn’t in the game for the sake of gameplay.

     Long fingers worked over the firearm in front of him as he slowly re-mantled the weapon. The muscle of his jaw ticked before he spoke; eyes never rose from the task at hand as he allowed part of his attention to divert to Ina. He hated when people looked over his shoulder.

     “If yer ‘ere ya wan’ somet’ing.”

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indissoluta  🐾

@teinesmuirich from Sam

       Running away alone was one thing, running away with someone else turned what seemed like something inevitable into more of an adventure. He wasn’t alone with his thoughts or his fears ; he had someone who shared them, someone to talk to about them, and when the skies got too dark? Someone to laugh with to pass the time as it rained.  It’s hard not to grow close to someone when all you literally have is just one another. You’ve got her back, she’s got yours, and here you are hiding away from the world.          It wasn’t anything fancy , more like a temporary home until they decided to move again but it would work, it had worked for this long.           “ Hey, Em…” Sam reached over and gently nudged her shoulder to draw her awake. “ The shower is yours. But I warn you, the hot water is on the fritz again. “ 

     If anything, Emery never imagined that she’d run away, especially not with someone she barely knew. But that had been some time ago and now they were here, a sense of camaraderie and acceptance and Emery couldn’t deny that it was nice. Life wasn’t so lonely and she could act like things were, for once, going her way. She’d heard Sam up, but opted to stay in the warmer bed for as long as she could. It was a luxury and she was learning to enjoy those while she could. 

     It was better than where they’d been before and she couldn’t help but wish that it could for always.

     Drawing in a deep breath she inhaled and pushed herself up. Settling on the side of the bed, head bowed she let out the pent up breath. “Ah t’ink yer lyin’ tae ‘ide t’e fac’ ya took tae lon’,” she half chuckled to herself.

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daonnachaill  🐾

Kian had decided to settle in for the night at the pub, Aiobheal was tending the bar, Rory was in the back and all in all it was a good night to relax and sit down, enjoy his beer and not worry about a damn thing for once. It was a shock to feel that way, but nonetheless, he was going to enjoy it. He’d always had a tendency to overwork and tonight was one of the rare nights of peace. He watched the women, waiting as she ordered her drink from Avie and then spoke. “Looks like you could bloody well use a drink, drinks on the house then love.” His accent was thick, the irishman cocking half a smile as he spoke. 

     Her head lifted when she realized it was to her he was speaking. Amusement decorated her scarred features then as she shifted to watch him a little more closely. From the sound of it he was from somewhere near where Emery’s mother had been born. A flicker of a grin ghosted across Emery’s features then as she rested an elbow on the bar and settled her weight against the arm, her legs crossing at the knee. A lift of her brow followed. “Maybeh Ah shoul’ gae aroun’ lookin’ tired mare oof’en,” she teased before nodding, “Sláinte.”

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honuamoi  🐾 @leurlumiere

     during cyrus’ extended recovery period – matthias and emery had formed a bond. one that seemed to defy reason, after all she was terrified of men - yet she’d chosen to accept him. and he was … rather imposing even to those who liked him. a faint smile as a large hand reached out to brush through her hair.

             ‘ then perhaps we can handle it together. you will never be alone again in that way emery, even when you feel it – you will never truly be it. ‘ while it wasn’t perhaps the most cohesive wording, the meaning was genuine. if she needed him –.. he’d always be there.

     Maybe because for once in her life, Emery felt like people say her as human. Saw her as a young woman who was simply trying to make her way in the world. That and Matthias made Emery feel safe; a strange emotion for her, but one she desperately wanted. It helped, even with everything that was happening. 

     She allowed a soft contemplative, smile to brush over her features as she let Matthias’s words sink in. Maybe if she’d let herself remain just a little more afraid she wouldn’t have been in this situation, but something told her it was going to be okay. “T’anks.”

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If po/rn blogs could stop following me that would be great.

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Basically I’ve been hiding out here for those of you who might wonder.

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The second he saw the gun his hands went up, maybe even a bit of shock shown on the wolf’s face. “Woah! I think we got ourselves in a lil’ missunderstandin’. Ya mind not pointin’ that at me and then maybe you and I could talk?” 

     Maybe the gun was overkill, but occasionally, Emery liked to get out of the city and taking her sniper rifle with her always was therapeutic. The man had startled her and the reaction was natural. Green-tinged eyes watched him through the scope before her head rose slightly, gun remaining level. “’M nae tresspassin’ am Ah?”