Epsilon

Dirty. Vulger. Ruffians. Criminals. We operate under our own rules. Laws are just guidelines. Be our friend. Be our enemy. Your decision. We aren't the good guys, but how bad we are is up to you. We'll take this world. We'll make it burn. ...

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Unlucky Bakers Dozen

closed starter for @vahermagei

It was a small shop, but a good one.  Despite the black-world dealings they’d had with the owner and with others that had taken place at the bakery, there had always been an undercurrent of warmth within the store itself.

Everything about the perfectly baked goods that sat within their homey display cases was beautiful to the blond male who stared at them.  He’d always thought it would be heaven to crawl inside one of the softly lit spaces and make a home among the meatbuns.  As he pressed his forehead against the glass--looking more like a child than a grown man, let alone an assassin--the blond stared at the delicious wares with a covetous look in his rust-red eyes.

“Not until we’ve done our job, Blade”  An older male, taller and by all accounts the more dominant of the two, chided the younger as he adjusted the glasses on his face, waiting for the proprietor to greet them so their work could begin.

[daifei]

day 5-6

[watchustakeontheworld]

All In A Day's Work

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allie-jayne-leister:

Allison’s lips pursed a little at that. A place that no one would notice – the perfect place to hide a kidnapped girl. So there was no way at all for her to contact any help if she needed to escape. Not that she’d be able to get away from these guys anyway – they were professionals, and they needed her for a reason. To get paid. They wouldn’t let her out of their sight that easily.

When the male extended the can of Pringles, she tensed a little, shifting backwards ever so slightly out of instinct. When her body finally realised that he wasn’t trying to hurt her, though, she cautiously reached forward and took a short stack of the salted snack, taking a bite into one once she’d pulled her hand back. “Thank you,” she murmured softly.

She thought for a moment before asking, “Is there anything for me to drink… please?”

He hadn’t realized he’d done so, but when the girl took the stack of crisps, Sheath’s lips curved slightly upwards into a genuine smile. 

“These are my favorite,”  Sheath added, his expression much lighter and far softer with the albeit small grin as he stuck two chips in his mouth and bit down.

Despite trying to keep himself from showing emotion--especially emotions of fondness--Sheath was only human.  For Blade, it was easier to maintain the balance between sweet boy and deadly assassin, the two traits mixing together to make him even more terrifying.  Sheath was different.  He either had either be one or the other, never both.

“I have root beer, fresca, and grape soda.”  Answering her question moving to another bag he’d returned with and pulling out three bottles and showing them to her, “If you want water, you’ll have to drink it out of the sink yourself.”

[harrypotterhousequotes]

GRYFFINDOR: “By all means break the rules, and break them beautifully, deliberately and well.” -Robert Bringhurst

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Take Five

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despairforme:

     Despite his height, Nnoitra didn’t weigh much. People expected him to be heavy just because of his stature, but in reality, he was light. No wonder, since he was as thin as a stick-figure. Even if he wasn’t heavy at all, he wasn’t used to people throwing him around. But that was exactly what happened here. It happened pretty quickly, and before he could do anything, he found himself on the floor. 

     ❝ Shut up! ❞ Nnoitra snapped at him. Being thrown to the ground hadn’t really hurt that much, at least not as much as getting disrespected. He couldn’t fucking stand it when people looked down on him. And now, the stranger could literally do so, with Nnoitra still on the ground. He pushed himself to his feet in one swift motion, and was now taking a defensive stance. He would let the intruder attack first this time, and hopefully he’d be able to evade. Running away was never an option for Nnoitra. He wasn’t a coward, and though he was a fast runner, he lacked stamina, so he’d most likely be overtaken, and then he’d just have to fight while out of breath. Speaking of breath - his was escalated, his skinny chest rising and falling rapidly, and he had a pulse to match, sped up by the adrenaline that was flushing through his veins. 

“Oh?”  Sheath raised a brow, the corner of his lips twitching as he turned his body to mimic the defensive posture of the other male, “How amusing.  Telling me to shut up when you were the one on the floor.”

If Sheath were his partner, the gun in the concealed holster within his jacket coat would have been fired without a moments hesitation.  The target would have been neutralized easily without much of a fight.  Brawlers didn’t stand a chance against a revolver.

But what fun would that be?

Sheath had made the first move, shown his strength, so he waited with his shoulders spread and erect for the other male to make a move--all the confidence and arrogance of his experience in his stance and expression.

“Are you going to stand there panting?  Or would you like to try and come at me?”  He gave a laugh, his sass a biting poison to unhinge the other, “If you can.”

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cockyhorror:

kaijuno:

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kaijuno:

Today I learned how to hack unmonitored CCTV cameras. I’m currently watching a dog run around in a backyard in Berlin.

update: i found a barn cam that has a horsie in it and i’m in poland AND i have audio output so i can talk to the horsie

update: THERE’S TWO HORSIES AND ONE OF THEM IS A BABY

do u see the horsies 

I’VE FOUND BUNNIES

okay okay now i’ve found dogs

This is the most innocent hack ever

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[toky09]

[wordsnquotes]

The thing I’m most afraid of is me. Of not knowing what I’m going to do. Of not knowing what I’m doing right now.

Haruki Murakami, 1Q84 (via wordsnquotes)

[mochafortissimo]

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♫ Loves interactions of all kinds!

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A passing person steps on your muse’s shoe and walks on without saying sorry, how does your muse react?

((I can’t really think of a way this would come up when on a job except that neither one of them would draw attention to themselves, so they’d likely not say anything or be too engrossed in their work to even notice.

Sheath would respond the same way in person.  If someone did that, he might just look down, look at them and frown or scoff, but he wouldn’t do anything because some random passerby isn’t worth the time or effort.

Blade, on the other hand, would probably scream back something like, “Watch where the fuck you’re walking, buddy!” and depending on how the other person responded, this could escalate into fisticuffs.  Wouldn’t be surprised.))