darkvoiids
darkvoiids
is this the world?
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the sheep, the hunter & the opportunist; and together we shall dig graves for all that die in us, and we shall stand in the sun with a will, and we shall be dangerous.
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Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā š‚š„š’š‚šŽā€™š’Ā  Ā š†š€š™š„Ā  Ā š‹šˆšš†š„š‘š’Ā  Ā šŽšĀ  Ā š‡šˆšŒĀ  Ā š“š‡š‘šŽš”š†š‡Ā  Ā š“š‡š„Ā  Ā š‡š€š™š„Ā  Ā šŽš…Ā  Ā š’šŒšŽšŠš„Ā  Ā š“š‡š€š“Ā  Ā š’ššˆš‹š‹š’Ā  Ā š…š‘šŽšŒĀ  Ā š“š‡š„šˆš‘Ā  Ā š‹šˆšš’,Ā  Ā theĀ  Ā strongĀ  Ā scentĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā tobaccoĀ  Ā andĀ  Ā wetĀ  Ā asphaltĀ  Ā fillingĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā spaceĀ  Ā betweenĀ  Ā them.Ā  Ā TheĀ  Ā tipĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā Kenji’sĀ  Ā bootĀ  Ā flirtsĀ  Ā withĀ  Ā Cesco’sĀ  Ā foot,Ā  Ā theĀ  Ā questionĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā companionĀ  Ā posesĀ  Ā givingĀ  Ā riseĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā senseĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā danger,Ā  Ā butĀ  Ā it’sĀ  Ā subduedĀ  Ā andĀ  Ā sitsĀ  Ā atĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā pitĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā Kenji’sĀ  Ā stomach,Ā  Ā likeĀ  Ā pleasureĀ  Ā does.Ā  Ā AĀ  Ā purseĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā lips,Ā  Ā aĀ  Ā quirkĀ  Ā inĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā corner,Ā  Ā andĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā glintĀ  Ā inĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā eyes—  Ā heĀ  Ā choosesĀ  Ā themĀ  Ā soĀ  Ā handsomeĀ  Ā andĀ  Ā smart,Ā  Ā soĀ  Ā violentĀ  Ā andĀ  Ā cruel;Ā  Ā mayĀ  Ā theyĀ  Ā everĀ  Ā ripĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā chestĀ  Ā open,Ā  Ā heĀ  Ā hopesĀ  Ā it’sĀ  Ā inĀ  Ā bed, caught Ā inĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā vulnerableĀ  Ā position,Ā  Ā surprised.
ButĀ  Ā notĀ  Ā here.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā›ā› Oh,Ā  Ā Cesco,Ā  Ā whisperĀ  Ā threatsĀ  Ā intoĀ  Ā myĀ  Ā earĀ  Ā whenĀ  Ā you’reĀ  Ā gonnaĀ  Ā doĀ  Ā it,Ā  Ā IĀ  Ā likeĀ  Ā themĀ  Ā moreĀ  Ā thatĀ  Ā way, āœāœĀ  Ā HeĀ  Ā rollsĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā eyesĀ  Ā butĀ  Ā getsĀ  Ā closerĀ  Ā asĀ  Ā ifĀ  Ā heĀ  Ā meansĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā beĀ  Ā threatenedĀ  Ā again,Ā  Ā andĀ  Ā wantsĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā beĀ  Ā inĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā rightĀ  Ā position Ā  Ā this Ā  Ā time.Ā  Ā  ā›ā› AskĀ  Ā meĀ  Ā againĀ  Ā ifĀ  Ā thereĀ  Ā willĀ  Ā beĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā problem, āœāœ Ā  Ā He’sĀ  Ā turnedĀ  Ā sideways,Ā  Ā leanedĀ  Ā againstĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā building,Ā  Ā lookingĀ  Ā atĀ  Ā CescoĀ  Ā throughĀ  Ā drunkĀ  Ā andĀ  Ā liddedĀ  Ā eyes;Ā  Ā aĀ  Ā determinedĀ  Ā desireĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā play in their depths.
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š’š“š€š“š”š’: closed for @darkvoiids ā™” š‹šŽš‚š€š“šˆšŽš: outside a bar. š“šˆšŒš„: late at night.
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š¬š¦šØš¤šž šœš„šØš®šš¢š§š  š„š®š§š š¬ ššš§š š­š”šž š§š¢š š”š­ ššš¢š« šŸš¢š š”š­š¬ š­š”šž š¤š«ššš¤šžš§'š¬ šžš±š”ššš„šž š°š¢š­š” š¢š­š¬ š›š¢š­š­šžš« šœšØš„š. cigarette ash is scattered on the concrete, slightly wet from a recent burst of rain and he turns his gaze to the dead hand soldier. neutral ground, it’s not a common thing for the terrors to walk a path without a fight within it but alas you can’t burn down other enemies without fuel being provided by others. there’s so many steps to war and not all scream violence and for blood to spill. slow moving chess pieces with guns hidden under the board, it adds a kick to the electricity in cesco’s veins. ā i’ve heard from a few dead birdies some concerning things about you. āž slight colour of intrigue and humour in those cold eyes. his head tilts in curiosity, another drag from his cigarette before he lets the smoke go through his nostrils. a con artist wears many facades, it’d be a shame if an alliance fell through because one of them broke. ā we have nothing to worry about, do we? āž
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Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā šˆš“Ā  Ā š–š€š’Ā  Ā šˆš†ššŽš‘š€šš‚š„Ā  Ā š“š‡š€š“Ā  Ā š‹š„šƒĀ  Ā š‡šˆšŒĀ  Ā š“šŽĀ  Ā š–šŽššƒš„š‘Ā  Ā šˆš…Ā  Ā š“š‡š„Ā  Ā šš”š’š„š’Ā  Ā š–š„š‘š„Ā  Ā š‘š”šššˆšš†,Ā  Ā butĀ  Ā hereĀ  Ā heĀ  Ā is,Ā  Ā walkingĀ  Ā downĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā dimlyĀ  Ā litĀ  Ā streetĀ  Ā whereĀ  Ā heĀ  Ā hearsĀ  Ā laughterĀ  Ā andĀ  Ā shatteringĀ  Ā glass.Ā  Ā AĀ  Ā groupĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā childrenĀ  Ā isĀ  Ā makingĀ  Ā quickĀ  Ā workĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā busĀ  Ā stop—  Ā oneĀ  Ā smashesĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā LEDĀ  Ā panelĀ  Ā withĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā baseballĀ  Ā bat,Ā  Ā andĀ  Ā anotherĀ  Ā kicksĀ  Ā inĀ  Ā oneĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā glassĀ  Ā panesĀ  Ā beforeĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā wholeĀ  Ā lotĀ  Ā runsĀ  Ā offĀ  Ā inĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā rumbleĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā shoutedĀ  Ā profanities.Ā  Ā KenjiĀ  Ā sighsĀ  Ā inĀ  Ā disillusion–  Ā theĀ  Ā realityĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā walkingĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā casinoĀ  Ā seemsĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā beĀ  Ā dawning,Ā  Ā butĀ  Ā heĀ  Ā hasn’tĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā clueĀ  Ā aboutĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā libertiesĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā youthĀ  Ā tookĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā ruinĀ  Ā governmentĀ  Ā property;Ā  Ā theirĀ  Ā fashionĀ  Ā isĀ  Ā tooĀ  Ā shamelessĀ  Ā forĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā sortĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā street,Ā  Ā thoughĀ  Ā heĀ  Ā supposesĀ  Ā theyĀ  Ā aren’tĀ  Ā tooĀ  Ā farĀ  Ā intoĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā city,Ā  Ā soĀ  Ā perhapsĀ  Ā there’sĀ  Ā moreĀ  Ā oversightĀ  Ā here.Ā 
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā HeĀ  Ā seesĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā figure approachĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā busĀ  Ā stopĀ  Ā andĀ  Ā feelsĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā flickerĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā hope—  Ā hasĀ  Ā heĀ  Ā foundĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā waywardĀ  Ā kindredĀ  Ā soul ?Ā  Ā ButĀ  Ā thatĀ  Ā dreamĀ  Ā comesĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā rudeĀ  Ā haltĀ  Ā whenĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā strangerĀ  Ā finishesĀ  Ā whatĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā groupĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā hooligansĀ  Ā started.Ā  Ā KenjiĀ  Ā watches,Ā  Ā stunned,Ā  Ā asĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā lastĀ  Ā glassĀ  Ā paneĀ  Ā isĀ  Ā kickedĀ  Ā down.Ā  Ā HeĀ  Ā doesn’tĀ  Ā knowĀ  Ā whatĀ  Ā possessesĀ  Ā himĀ  Ā alsoĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā approach,Ā  Ā butĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā oddlyĀ  Ā friendlyĀ  Ā receptionĀ  Ā heĀ  Ā receivesĀ  Ā warmsĀ  Ā himĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā little;Ā  Ā KenjiĀ  Ā nods.Ā 
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā›ā› IsĀ  Ā it ? āœāœ Ā  Ā HeĀ  Ā quirksĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā brow,Ā  Ā examiningĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā wreckedĀ  Ā property,Ā  Ā andĀ  raisesĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā footĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā getĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā lastĀ  Ā bitĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā glass.Ā  Ā HeĀ  Ā stumblesĀ  Ā aĀ  bitĀ  Ā whenĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā senseĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā follyĀ  Ā compelsĀ  Ā himĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā realizeĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā absurdĀ  Ā situation,Ā  Ā andĀ  Ā heĀ  Ā quicklyĀ  Ā wipesĀ  Ā offĀ  Ā anyĀ  Ā glassĀ  Ā thatĀ  Ā sticksĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā shoe.Ā  Ā HeĀ  Ā clearsĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā throatĀ  Ā andĀ  Ā looksĀ  Ā atĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā stranger,Ā  Ā unableĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā untieĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā laceĀ  Ā ofĀ Ā discomfortĀ  Ā aroundĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā tone.Ā  Ā ā›ā› Well,�� Ā sure,Ā  Ā IĀ  Ā guess, āœāœĀ  Ā KenjiĀ  Ā stumblesĀ  Ā hereĀ  Ā too,Ā  Ā ā›ā› IĀ  Ā guessĀ  Ā thatĀ  Ā wasĀ  Ā alright.Ā  Ā Say,Ā  Ā areĀ  Ā anyĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā buses Ā running ? āœāœ Ā Ā HeĀ  Ā asksĀ  Ā withĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā frown,Ā  Ā thenĀ  Ā adds,Ā  Ā ā›ā› DoĀ  Ā youĀ  Ā knowĀ  Ā whatĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā fuckĀ  Ā isĀ  Ā goingĀ  Ā onĀ  Ā today ? āœāœ
CLOSED STARTER for @darkvoiids ft. a muse of your choosing ;) location ; NYC STREETS
The world was burning and it was glorious. Veer could not imagine a better way for chaos to reign over New York City but chaos created and brought about by Snake Den. The perfect plan. However, they still didn’t plan on participating, they still didn’t attempt to pluck the fruits of their labour, but instead ensured they were well away from the actual violence. An onlooker in the streets of the city they’d made their home, a voyeur.Ā 
Though being a voyeur would mean that they never got to participate, and they certainly participated. They licked their lip as they watched a few kids make work of a bus stop. It was beautiful to see the youngsters having a great time. When they moved on, Veer couldn’t help kicking in the last remaining window, because it needed to be done, and chuckling as he did. He turned to another stranger, perhaps another voyeur, and smiled. ā€œIt’s very satisfying, would you like to give it a go too?ā€
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Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā š€š‘š“š”š‘šŽā€™š’Ā  Ā š€š‘š‘šˆš•š€š‹Ā  Ā š€š“Ā  Ā š‡šˆš’Ā  Ā š‚šŽš‘šš„š‘Ā  Ā š’šˆš†šš€š‹š’Ā  Ā š€Ā  Ā š…š‹šˆš‚šŠš„š‘Ā  Ā šŽš…Ā  Ā š’šŽšŒš„š“š‡šˆšš†Ā  Ā š†šŽšŽšƒ,Ā  Ā somethingĀ  Ā amusingĀ  Ā onĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā channelĀ  Ā thatĀ  Ā hasĀ  Ā beenĀ  Ā showingĀ  Ā staticĀ  Ā allĀ  Ā night.Ā  Ā JohnĀ  Ā feelsĀ  Ā atĀ  Ā homeĀ  Ā withĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā impatientĀ  Ā wordsĀ  Ā andĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā derangedĀ  Ā lookĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā manĀ  Ā forcedĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā showĀ  Ā graceĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā enemies,Ā  Ā forĀ  Ā that man finds comfort within him,Ā  Ā too,Ā  Ā butĀ  Ā he hasĀ  Ā longĀ  Ā foundĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā favorableĀ  Ā hidingĀ  Ā spot.Ā  Ā JohnĀ  Ā wouldĀ  Ā notĀ  Ā recognizeĀ  Ā himselfĀ  Ā amongĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā sheepĀ  Ā ifĀ  Ā heĀ  Ā were still in the wastelands;Ā  Ā hisĀ  Ā countenanceĀ  Ā isĀ  Ā muchĀ  Ā olderĀ  Ā inĀ  Ā expressionĀ  Ā andĀ  Ā decision–  Ā itĀ  Ā looksĀ  Ā prudentĀ  Ā andĀ  Ā retainsĀ  Ā noĀ  Ā marksĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā formerĀ  Ā degradation.Ā  Ā AĀ  Ā half-civilizedĀ  Ā ferocityĀ  Ā lurksĀ  Ā yetĀ  Ā inĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā depressedĀ  Ā browsĀ  Ā andĀ  Ā eyesĀ  Ā fullĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā fire,Ā  Ā butĀ  Ā itĀ  Ā isĀ  Ā subdued,Ā  Ā andĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā mannerĀ  Ā isĀ  Ā devoidĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā roughness,Ā  Ā envelopedĀ  Ā insteadĀ  Ā byĀ  Ā decorum.Ā 
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā›ā› There Ā isĀ Ā somethingĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā beĀ  Ā learnedĀ  Ā fromĀ  Ā theirĀ  Ā avariceĀ  Ā andĀ  Ā ignorance, āœāœ Ā  Ā JohnĀ  Ā offersĀ  Ā withĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā smile,Ā  Ā consolingĀ  Ā Arturo’sĀ  Ā resentmentĀ  Ā atĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā positionĀ  Ā heĀ  Ā wasĀ  Ā putĀ  Ā inĀ  Ā tonight.Ā  Ā ā›ā› AĀ  Ā cityĀ  Ā burningĀ  Ā belowĀ  Ā whileĀ  Ā theyĀ  Ā merrymakeĀ  Ā upĀ  Ā inĀ  Ā theirĀ  Ā tower,Ā  Ā amongĀ  Ā otherĀ  Ā wealthyĀ  Ā andĀ  Ā powerful.Ā  Ā IfĀ  Ā anything,Ā  Ā weĀ  Ā canĀ  Ā beĀ  Ā gratefulĀ  Ā forĀ  Ā theirĀ  Ā willfulĀ  Ā lackĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā goodĀ  Ā conscienceĀ  Ā andĀ  Ā sense—  Ā itĀ  Ā grantsĀ  Ā usĀ  Ā opportunity. āœāœ
JohnĀ  Ā placesĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā handĀ  Ā onĀ  Ā Arturo’sĀ  Ā shoulderĀ  Ā andĀ  Ā leansĀ  Ā closer;Ā  Ā they’dĀ  Ā lookĀ  Ā likeĀ  Ā twoĀ  Ā businessmenĀ  Ā lockedĀ  Ā inĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā transactionĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā any onlooker.Ā  Ā  ā›ā› ButĀ  Ā take comfort,Ā  Ā Arturo,Ā  Ā in knowing thatĀ  Ā theyĀ  Ā mightĀ  Ā mouthĀ  Ā off,Ā  Ā drink,Ā  Ā andĀ  Ā laugh,Ā  Ā butĀ  Ā theyĀ  Ā knowĀ  Ā they’reĀ  Ā trapped.Ā  Ā ThereĀ  Ā isĀ  Ā hellĀ  Ā onĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā streetsĀ  Ā andĀ  Ā theyĀ  Ā won’tĀ  Ā goĀ  Ā down,Ā  Ā they’reĀ  Ā tooĀ  Ā afraid.Ā  Ā SeizeĀ  Ā thatĀ  Ā fearĀ  Ā andĀ  Ā keepĀ  Ā themĀ  Ā occupied,Ā  Ā inĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā fewĀ  Ā moreĀ  Ā hoursĀ  Ā weĀ  Ā willĀ  Ā haveĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā informationĀ  Ā weĀ  Ā needĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā takeĀ  downĀ  Ā theseĀ  Ā corporateĀ  Ā clowns. āœāœ
Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā Ā @darkvoiids
LOCATION: stoneage party, the night of the purge. FOR: father john ledger.
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š–š‡š€š“ šŒš€šƒš„ š“š‡š„ šš€š‘šˆš€š‡š’ believe that it was he who should join the flood of the stoneage fools? to socialize, to fraternize? he was thankful that john was at his side -- for the very second that any of the guests looked at him the wrong way, said the wrong thing, he may not have been able to help himself from destroying everything. the smile he has plastered on immediately drops when he is in the company of the one person in the room that feels like a safe place to land -- someone whom he can trust, someone whom he deeply respects. while those within stoneage's clutches may have the rest of the world fooled that they are deserving, normal people -- they are leeches. festering along the flesh of those just trying to live, those who simply wish to be human.
" i don't know how you do it. " he mutters to john in private, eyes turning to his fellow pariah after he speaks. " listen to people. for a room full of the richest and smartest people in new york city... i lose brain cells every time someone in this room opens their mouth. "
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* ā—Ÿ : 怔 GEMMA ARTERTON , CIS WOMAN + SHE / HER 怕 BURNADINE LEIGH , some say you’re a THIRTY EIGHT YEAR OLD lost soul among the neon lights. known for being both LOYAL and RUTHLESS, one can’t help but think of WHEN WORLDS COLLIDE by POWERMAN 5000 when you walk by. are you still a BLADE RUNNER for STONEAGE INDUSTRIES, even with your reputation as THE HUNTER? i think we’ll be seeing more of you and THE MEANS TO THE END, THE ARGUMENT SCOFFED AT, THE ULTERIOR MOTIVE; THE RUBY IN THE STORIES, THE POEMS, THE RED LIPS, THE SHOCK OF CRIMSON IN A HANDSHAKE; A CAT'S INSCRUTABLE STARE, THE EYES ON AN ANGEL'S WINGS, GIVEN FOR GREAT DISCERNMENT, AND THE SUBSEQUENT TERROR OF THE ONE THAT BEHOLDS, although we can’t help but think of RIZA HAWKEYE ( FMA:B ) + LEVI ACKERMAN ( ATTACK ON TITAN ) + NATASHA ROMANOFF ( MARVEL ) whenever we see you down these rainy streets.
— NAVIGATION.
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Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā š“š‡š„š‘š„ šˆš’ šš„š•š„š‘ š€ š’š‡šŽš‘š“š€š†š„ šŽš… š‹šŽš’š“ š’šŽš”š‹š’ š€šŒšš‹šˆšš† š€š‘šŽš”ššƒ š“š‡š„ š’š“š€š“šˆšŽšĀ  Ā andĀ  Ā KenjiĀ  Ā meansĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā driveĀ  Ā oneĀ  Ā awayĀ  Ā withĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā shrugĀ  Ā andĀ  Ā thenĀ  Ā walkingĀ  Ā away,Ā  Ā butĀ  Ā he’sĀ  Ā stoppedĀ  Ā whenĀ  Ā heĀ  Ā turnsĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā lookĀ  Ā andĀ  Ā beholdsĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā mostĀ  Ā stunningĀ  Ā faceĀ  Ā he’sĀ  Ā seenĀ  Ā inĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā day’sĀ  Ā hours.Ā  Ā HeĀ  Ā blinks—  Ā slowly,Ā  Ā asĀ  Ā that’sĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā speedĀ  Ā atĀ  Ā whichĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā mindĀ  Ā worksĀ  Ā afterĀ  Ā anĀ  Ā entireĀ  Ā dayĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā foolingĀ  Ā everyoneĀ  Ā aroundĀ  Ā him—  Ā andĀ  Ā observesĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā eyesĀ  Ā opposingĀ  Ā his.Ā  Ā TheyĀ  Ā areĀ  Ā dove’sĀ  Ā eyes—  Ā angel’s;Ā  Ā theĀ  Ā solidarityĀ  Ā withĀ  Ā whichĀ  Ā heĀ  Ā receivesĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā questionĀ  Ā turnsĀ  Ā outĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā beĀ  Ā enormous.Ā 
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā›ā› That’sĀ  Ā beenĀ  Ā myĀ  Ā experience,Ā  Ā yeah, āœāœ Ā  Ā HeĀ  Ā offersĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā small,Ā  Ā politeĀ  Ā smile,Ā  Ā notĀ  Ā yetĀ  Ā largeĀ  Ā enoughĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā revealĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā shark’sĀ  Ā teeth. Ā  Ā ā›ā› IsĀ  Ā thereĀ  Ā somethingĀ  Ā youĀ  Ā needĀ  Ā helpĀ  Ā with ? āœāœ
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sunglasses Ā  pushed Ā  into Ā  her Ā  blonde Ā  hair Ā  replace Ā  headband Ā  she's Ā  often Ā  spotted Ā  in, Ā  long Ā  legs Ā  covered Ā  by Ā  tight Ā  denim Ā  material Ā  as Ā  she Ā  waits Ā  on Ā  the Ā  train. Ā  dancer Ā  has Ā  lived Ā  a Ā  life Ā  full Ā  of Ā  private Ā  chauffeurs Ā  and Ā  too Ā  expensive Ā  for Ā  no Ā  reason Ā  uber Ā  trips, Ā  the Ā  subway Ā  is Ā  supposed Ā  to Ā  represent Ā  a Ā  new Ā  chapter Ā  āøŗ Ā  if Ā  only Ā  she Ā  could Ā  work Ā  it. Ā  " Ā  so Ā  times Ā  square Ā  station Ā  can Ā  get Ā  you Ā  almost Ā  everywhere Ā  in Ā  this Ā  city, Ā  right Ā  ? Ā  "
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Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ššŽā€™š’Ā  Ā šš”š„š’š“šˆšŽšĀ  Ā š€š‘šˆš’š„š’Ā  Ā š€Ā  Ā šš‹š€ššŠšš„š’š’Ā  Ā šˆšĀ  Ā š‰šŽš‡šĀ  Ā š€ššƒĀ  Ā š‡š„Ā  Ā š–šŽššƒš„š‘š’Ā  Ā š“šŽšŽĀ  Ā š–š‡š€š“Ā  Ā š“š‡š„Ā  Ā šš€š‚šŠš€š†š„Ā  Ā šˆš’.Ā  Ā HeĀ  Ā glancesĀ  Ā atĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā boxĀ  Ā asĀ  Ā ifĀ  Ā attemptingĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā seeĀ  Ā throughĀ  Ā it,Ā  Ā blinkingĀ  Ā asĀ  Ā ifĀ  Ā heĀ  Ā willĀ  Ā beĀ  Ā ableĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā nextĀ  Ā timeĀ  Ā heĀ  Ā looksĀ  Ā atĀ  Ā it—  Ā  ā›ā› Oh,Ā  Ā myĀ  Ā robes… āœāœ Ā  Ā JohnĀ  Ā trailsĀ  Ā off,Ā  Ā distracted,Ā  Ā andĀ  Ā usesĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā freedĀ  Ā handĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā feelĀ  Ā aroundĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā blackĀ  Ā garbsĀ  Ā untilĀ  Ā heĀ  Ā chancesĀ  Ā uponĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā holeĀ  Ā inĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā fabricĀ  Ā heĀ  Ā discoveredĀ  Ā inĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā morning.Ā  Ā  TheĀ  Ā memoriesĀ  Ā returnĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā himĀ  Ā allĀ  Ā atĀ  Ā once,Ā  Ā inĀ  Ā anĀ  Ā onslaughtĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā comfortĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā beĀ  Ā himselfĀ  Ā onceĀ  Ā more,Ā  Ā andĀ  Ā heĀ  Ā feelsĀ  Ā glad,Ā  Ā forĀ  Ā he’sĀ  Ā certainĀ  Ā whenĀ  Ā heĀ  Ā speaksĀ  Ā upĀ  Ā again.Ā  Ā  ā›ā› KnittingĀ  Ā tools—  Ā they’reĀ  Ā knittingĀ  Ā tools.Ā  Ā IĀ  Ā meanĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā mendĀ  Ā myĀ  Ā robesĀ  Ā withĀ  Ā them. āœāœ
HeĀ  Ā isĀ  Ā quickĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā moveĀ  Ā onĀ  Ā then,Ā  Ā forĀ  Ā heĀ  Ā detestsĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā lingerĀ  Ā onceĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā lacunaĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā memoryĀ  Ā lossĀ  Ā isĀ  Ā filled,Ā  Ā andĀ  Ā heĀ  Ā hopesĀ  Ā noĀ  Ā oneĀ  Ā notices.Ā  Ā ā›ā› IfĀ  Ā yourĀ  Ā clothesĀ  Ā areĀ  Ā inĀ  Ā needĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā same,Ā  Ā letĀ  Ā meĀ  Ā haveĀ  Ā themĀ  Ā forĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā dayĀ  Ā orĀ  Ā two,Ā  Ā they’llĀ  Ā beĀ  Ā asĀ  Ā goodĀ  Ā asĀ  Ā newĀ  Ā whenĀ  Ā IĀ  Ā returnĀ  Ā them. āœāœ
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā It’sĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā darkĀ  Ā springĀ  Ā evening;Ā  Ā theĀ  Ā cloudsĀ  Ā appearĀ  Ā inclinedĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā thunder,Ā  Ā andĀ  Ā JohnĀ  Ā thinksĀ  Ā theyĀ  Ā betterĀ  Ā findĀ  Ā shelterĀ  Ā beforeĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā approachingĀ  Ā rainĀ  Ā isĀ  Ā certainĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā drenchĀ  Ā them.Ā  Ā HeĀ  Ā finallyĀ  Ā sparesĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā glanceĀ  Ā around,Ā  Ā lookingĀ  Ā forĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā nearestĀ  Ā placeĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā duckĀ  Ā into,Ā  Ā andĀ  Ā observesĀ  Ā thatĀ  Ā theyĀ  Ā seemĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā beĀ  Ā alone.Ā Ā 
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā›ā› Now,Ā  Ā Bo, āœāœ Ā  Ā JohnĀ  Ā comesĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā stopĀ  Ā andĀ  Ā smiles;Ā  Ā heĀ  Ā meansĀ  Ā notĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā alarmĀ  Ā them,Ā  Ā atĀ  Ā anyĀ  Ā rate.Ā  Ā  ā›ā› WhereĀ  Ā shouldĀ  Ā IĀ  Ā dropĀ  Ā youĀ  Ā off ? āœāœ Ā  Ā  ( WhenĀ  Ā areĀ  Ā youĀ  Ā safeĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā beĀ  Ā alone ? )Ā  Ā  ā›ā› HowĀ  Ā farĀ  Ā isĀ  Ā appropriateĀ  Ā enough ? āœāœ Ā  Ā ( WhatĀ  Ā perilsĀ  Ā doesĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā degreeĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā yourĀ  Ā crime invite ? )
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As quickly as Bo became the shy version of themself who could get stuff done among the hungry wolves of New York City, he slipped back into his own skin. They’d lived in the Wastelands for such a long time, having other people tell them what to do, where to go, which direction to take, that seeking directions was natural. But they had the Neon Pariahs, and they had a goal, a very clear directive that they could fill in for themself. The glint of mischief returned along with the feeling of straightening their back and letting their keen eyes study the fellow Pariah.Ā 
Bo considered every member of their little troupe as family. And those they connected with and took along as further additions to the pack. They didn’t consider themself a valuable piece however, and for too long had their survival been based on how well others could defend them from the talons of those in the city, that now they could actually return the favour.Ā 
With John they felt younger, smaller, protected. But they also felt like they were in the company of a true believer, of someone who would also fight head and nails for their goal. The steadying hand on their shoulder was accepted, perhaps even leaned into. He understood instantly what the other’s intent was, and while not able to voice the gratefulness, they took the package without question. Their mind was a construct of wires and code and patterns, but in John’s company they felt human.Ā 
ā€œGladly,ā€ they said in response, pulling their voice level down a few notches, as they fought their beating heart. The adrenaline was welcome, but in the other’s company, they could forget the fight or flight response. ā€œWhat’s in here?ā€ they asked. ā€œAre you starting a new project?ā€ Their eyes shot back up as they studied John’s features. It was the only thing that kept them from looking over their shoulder. Even though they knew it would take a few minutes more before their code had run its course and anything would happen. They were called the Worm for a reason: their footprint might be small, but they could have dangerous consequences.
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Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā š–š‡š„šĀ  Ā š“š‡š„Ā  Ā š“š‡šˆš‘šƒĀ  Ā šš‹š€š˜š„š‘Ā  Ā š“š‡š‘šŽš–š’Ā  Ā š“š‡š„šˆš‘Ā  Ā š‚š€š‘šƒš’Ā  Ā šˆš,Ā  Ā KenjiĀ  Ā notesĀ  Ā itĀ  Ā withĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā mildĀ  Ā look,Ā  Ā satisfiedĀ  Ā forĀ  Ā gettingĀ  Ā thisĀ  Ā farĀ  Ā along.Ā  Ā HeĀ  Ā isĀ  Ā learnedĀ  Ā wellĀ  Ā enoughĀ  Ā inĀ  Ā cards,Ā  Ā butĀ  Ā heĀ  Ā wouldĀ  Ā beĀ  Ā wiseĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā admitĀ  Ā thatĀ  Ā luckĀ  Ā hasĀ  Ā beenĀ  Ā leadingĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā fateĀ  Ā tonight.Ā 
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā›ā› Nearly ? āœāœĀ  Ā  WithĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā delicateĀ  Ā brushĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā eyelashes,Ā  Ā heĀ  Ā holdsĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā stranger’sĀ  Ā oddĀ  Ā gaze;Ā  Ā theĀ  Ā mechanicalĀ  Ā eyeĀ  Ā stillĀ  Ā whirls,Ā  Ā butĀ  Ā KenjiĀ  Ā canĀ  Ā learnĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā liveĀ  Ā withĀ  Ā it. Ā  Ā ā›ā› NotĀ  Ā temptingĀ  Ā enoughĀ  Ā forĀ  Ā you? āœāœ
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā TheĀ  Ā mentionĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā flushĀ  Ā dampensĀ  Ā Kenji’sĀ  Ā confidence,Ā  Ā butĀ  Ā heĀ  Ā isĀ  Ā attentiveĀ  Ā notĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā letĀ  Ā itĀ  Ā show.Ā  Ā HeĀ  Ā looksĀ  Ā atĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā hand—  Ā aĀ  Ā straight—  Ā andĀ  Ā wondersĀ  Ā howĀ  Ā suchĀ  Ā thinĀ  Ā cardsĀ  Ā canĀ  Ā feelĀ  Ā soĀ  Ā heavyĀ  Ā inĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā hand.Ā  Ā HeĀ  Ā regretsĀ  Ā thatĀ  Ā heĀ  Ā spoke,Ā  Ā forĀ  Ā thereĀ  Ā canĀ  Ā beĀ  Ā noĀ  Ā goodĀ  Ā rationaleĀ  Ā behindĀ  Ā allowingĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā opponentĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā humiliateĀ  Ā himĀ  Ā further.Ā  Ā Kenji’sĀ  Ā lipsĀ  Ā areĀ  Ā halfĀ  Ā asunder,Ā  Ā asĀ  Ā ifĀ  Ā heĀ  Ā meansĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā sayĀ  Ā more,Ā  Ā andĀ  Ā heĀ  Ā drawsĀ  Ā inĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā breath;Ā  Ā butĀ  Ā itĀ  Ā escapesĀ  Ā inĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā sighĀ  Ā insteadĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā sentence.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā AfterĀ  Ā someĀ  Ā momentsĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā reflection,Ā  Ā heĀ  Ā revealsĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā deckĀ  Ā beforeĀ  Ā anotherĀ  Ā bidĀ  Ā canĀ  Ā beĀ  Ā made.
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Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā KenjiĀ  Ā stretchesĀ  Ā likeĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā lazyĀ  Ā feline,Ā  Ā blinkingĀ  Ā atĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā tableĀ  Ā withĀ  Ā dissolvingĀ  Ā interest.Ā  Ā  HeĀ  Ā finallyĀ  Ā groansĀ  Ā inĀ  Ā defeatĀ  Ā andĀ  Ā frustration,Ā  Ā thenĀ  Ā settlesĀ  Ā backĀ  Ā intoĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā chair.Ā  Ā WhateverĀ  Ā scandalousĀ  Ā declarationsĀ  Ā madeĀ  Ā nextĀ  Ā areĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā testamentĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā amountĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā alcoholĀ  Ā consumedĀ  Ā tonight,Ā  Ā asĀ  Ā wellĀ  Ā asĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā urgeĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā pursueĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā thoughtsĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā recklessness,Ā  Ā forĀ  Ā nowĀ  Ā thatĀ  Ā he’sĀ  Ā gotĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā startĀ  Ā onĀ  Ā them,Ā  Ā heĀ  Ā feelsĀ  Ā heĀ  Ā oughtĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā keepĀ  Ā goingĀ  Ā whileĀ  Ā there’sĀ  Ā stillĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā matterĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā decencyĀ  Ā leftĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā lose.Ā  Ā WithĀ  Ā noĀ  Ā regardĀ  Ā forĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā restĀ  Ā sittingĀ  Ā atĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā table,Ā  Ā KenjiĀ  Ā throwsĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā offerĀ  Ā outĀ  Ā withĀ  Ā allĀ  Ā baitĀ  Ā andĀ  Ā noĀ  Ā hook.Ā  Ā ā›ā› I’mĀ  Ā flushedĀ  Ā elsewhereĀ  Ā ifĀ  Ā you’reĀ  Ā stillĀ  Ā lookingĀ  Ā forĀ  Ā somethingĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā hold. āœāœ
pakorn's throat scorches a hoarse laugh, only visible by the way in which his lips also curl in a sneer. there would be virtually nothing in this life that made him blush. much less casual banter over the table. these things, exchanged underneath the notion of adrenaline, often lacked when it was taken elsewhere. not to mention the — whiskey consumed.
his eye clicks, zooms on the playing cards held in kenji's hand, on the little smile on his expression. imprints them into digital code that doesn't forget easily.
"if that's what you're into." pakorn never professes to be anything eloquent. the way his smoke, mechanical-laden voice courses through the world is no different. ( he is what is so painfully different. ) "i can hold your hand to make you feel better. give you a lil' kiss on the forehead." the devil's wink makes pakorn's smirk easy. poker is, after all, mostly about the rapport — and then about the wagers.
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"korn." he gives the shortened version of his name. the less intimate one. "you look like you are feeling yourself, kenji. nearly made that triple." another player tosses his cards into the muck, leaving pakorn and kenji with their hands. the optic pupil blacks out, then returns to pakorn's usual, lighter-brown coloured iris. "you think you got a flush in that hand of yours? no wonder i wanna hold it. that's hot."
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Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā šŠš„šš‰šˆĀ  Ā š‘š„šŒš€šˆšš’Ā  Ā šˆšƒš‹š„Ā  Ā š–š‡šˆš‹š„Ā  Ā š“š‡š„Ā  Ā š…šˆš†š‡š“šˆš†š‡š“Ā  Ā š„šš’š”š„š’,Ā  Ā  lightingĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā cigaretteĀ  Ā andĀ  Ā pretendingĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā beĀ  Ā occupiedĀ  Ā watchingĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā endsĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā alley.Ā  Ā HisĀ  Ā eyesĀ  Ā flitĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā andĀ  Ā froĀ  Ā butĀ  Ā stopĀ  Ā midwayĀ  Ā whenĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā man’sĀ  Ā gruntsĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā exertionĀ  Ā areĀ  Ā cutĀ  Ā offĀ  Ā byĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā resoundingĀ  Ā thud,Ā  Ā andĀ  Ā uponĀ  Ā blinking,Ā  Ā KenjiĀ  Ā discoversĀ  Ā SianĀ  Ā standingĀ  Ā overĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā bodyĀ  Ā withĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā chillingĀ  Ā lackĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā disturbanceĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā herĀ  Ā countenance.Ā  Ā Kenji,Ā  Ā forĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā part,Ā  Ā glancesĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā discernĀ  Ā whetherĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā manĀ  Ā isĀ  Ā breathing,Ā  Ā andĀ  Ā seeingĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā chestĀ  Ā move,Ā  Ā takesĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā longĀ  Ā dragĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā cigaretteĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā taperĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā disturbance.Ā  Ā SixĀ  Ā yearsĀ  Ā forĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā shockĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā herĀ  Ā transformationĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā wane,Ā  Ā butĀ  Ā he’sĀ  Ā stillĀ  Ā harrowedĀ  Ā withĀ  Ā residualĀ  Ā jolts.Ā 
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā WithĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā poorĀ  Ā thingĀ  Ā subduedĀ  Ā onĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā ground,Ā  Ā SianĀ  Ā turnsĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā KenjiĀ  Ā likeĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā catĀ  Ā leavingĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā mouseĀ  Ā halfĀ  Ā killed,Ā  Ā orĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā birdĀ  Ā halfĀ  Ā eaten.Ā  Ā HeĀ  Ā kicksĀ  Ā himselfĀ  Ā offĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā wall,Ā  Ā watchingĀ  Ā herĀ  Ā withĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā scowl.Ā  Ā WhereĀ  Ā sheĀ  Ā gotĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā ideaĀ  Ā thatĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā manĀ  Ā wasĀ  Ā afterĀ  Ā him,Ā  Ā heĀ  Ā couldĀ  Ā notĀ  Ā tell.Ā  Ā  SheĀ  Ā hasĀ  Ā herĀ  Ā privateĀ  Ā mannerĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā interpretingĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā attack,Ā  Ā andĀ  Ā KenjiĀ  Ā doesn’tĀ  Ā feelĀ  Ā inclinedĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā interceptĀ  Ā herĀ  Ā innerĀ  Ā demons;Ā  Ā itĀ  Ā hasĀ  Ā longĀ  Ā sinceĀ  Ā provenĀ  Ā effectiveĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā goĀ  Ā withoutĀ  Ā question.Ā  Ā Still,Ā  Ā it’sĀ  Ā worthĀ  Ā confirming.Ā  Ā HeĀ  Ā looksĀ  Ā atĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā manĀ  Ā asĀ  Ā ifĀ  Ā heĀ  Ā hadĀ  Ā hurtĀ  Ā himselfĀ  Ā byĀ  Ā accidentĀ  Ā andĀ  Ā nobodyĀ  Ā wasĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā blame,Ā  Ā andĀ  Ā feelingĀ  Ā noĀ  Ā impulseĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā sympathizeĀ  Ā withĀ  Ā him,Ā  Ā heĀ  Ā flicksĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā cigaretteĀ  Ā atĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā stillĀ  Ā bodyĀ  Ā beforeĀ  Ā departingĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā alleyway.Ā  Ā  NoĀ  Ā oneĀ  Ā atĀ  Ā DeadĀ  Ā HandĀ  Ā hasĀ  Ā reasonĀ  Ā toĀ  Ā beĀ  Ā tippedĀ  Ā offĀ  Ā aboutĀ  Ā theirĀ  Ā secretĀ  Ā meetings,Ā  Ā andĀ  Ā ifĀ  Ā theyĀ  Ā caughtĀ  Ā word,Ā  Ā theyĀ  Ā wouldĀ  Ā doĀ  Ā moreĀ  Ā thanĀ  Ā sendĀ  Ā spies.Ā 
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Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā›ā› Oh,Ā  Ā fuckĀ  Ā off. āœāœ Ā  Ā HeĀ  Ā cutsĀ  Ā in,Ā  Ā ā›ā› YouĀ  Ā jumpedĀ  Ā atĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā neckĀ  Ā beforeĀ  Ā IĀ  Ā couldĀ  Ā evenĀ  Ā tellĀ  Ā youĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā bastardĀ  Ā wasĀ  Ā followingĀ  Ā us. āœāœ Ā  Ā IfĀ  Ā he’sĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā ā› lilĀ  Ā piggie āœ,Ā  Ā KenjiĀ  Ā thinksĀ  Ā peevishly,Ā  Ā she’sĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā dogĀ  Ā afflictedĀ  Ā withĀ  Ā rabies.Ā  Ā  AtĀ  Ā herĀ  Ā question,Ā  Ā Ā Ā  Ā heĀ  Ā shrugs,Ā  Ā unawareĀ  Ā ofĀ  Ā BeomĀ  Ā Seok’sĀ  Ā shiftsĀ  Ā atĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā bar,Ā  Ā andĀ  Ā repeatsĀ  Ā somethingĀ  Ā fromĀ  Ā theirĀ  Ā childhood–  Ā ā›ā› YouĀ  Ā canĀ  Ā takeĀ  Ā mine, āœāœ Ā  Ā HeĀ  Ā placesĀ  Ā hisĀ  Ā handĀ  Ā onĀ  herĀ Ā head Ā andĀ  teases herĀ  Ā hair,Ā  Ā ā›ā› ForĀ  Ā beingĀ  Ā aĀ  Ā goodĀ  Ā littleĀ  Ā doggie ! āœāœĀ 
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā KenjiĀ  Ā throwsĀ  Ā theĀ  Ā doorĀ  Ā open,Ā  Ā dragging her inside.
cherry bomb.
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YOUR HEART IS DRENCHED FROM THE THRILL : just how you need it to be, š€š‹š–š€š˜š’ š€ šš€š“š”š‘š€š‹ ššŽš‘š š€šƒš‘š„šš€š‹šˆšš„ š‰š”ššŠšˆš„ ━━━━ bad luck is being delivered personally, by yours truly!
āĀ  would Ā ya Ā look Ā at Ā that? āžĀ  Ā Ā Ā Sian Ā rouses Ā herself Ā from Ā the Ā oncoming Ā onslaught Ā of Ā a Ā ham-hocked Ā punch Ā spiraling Ā for Ā her Ā temple.Ā   【 he's gonna hit you. he's gonna hit you! he'sgonnahityou! 怑 the auditory hallucinations scream, like a swarming crescendo in differing voices & tones. She's ready though ; Ā stopping Ā it Ā with Ā an Ā open palm, Ā  pushing it Ā back Ā to Ā send Ā the Ā attacker Ā stumbling Ā over Ā his Ā own Ā heels, Ā  backwards.Ā Ā  Ā The Ā peel Ā of Ā her Ā gritty Ā smile Ā is Ā a trademark for her, Ā  the epinephrin working as her own personal fix.Ā Ā  Ā She Ā steps Ā after Ā to Ā hurl Ā the final Ā blow, Ā  staunching Ā the Ā flow Ā of Ā battle Ā long Ā enough Ā to Ā straighten Ā to Ā standing.Ā Ā  Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā Ā i've Ā still Ā got Ā it Ā after Ā all.Ā Ā  āžĀ Ā 
Pausing to rearrange her blazer, Ā she walks over to Kenji Ā so Ā that Ā she’s Ā shoulder Ā to Ā shoulder Ā with Ā her Ā bestest Ā pal.Ā Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā ā”ā”ā”ā”Ā  we gotta toughen you up, lil' piggie. i can't always be here to fight all of your battles. āž Ā Ā Ā Sian's Ā grin Ā slices Ā wide, Ā  lollipop stem hanging & crimping Ā along Ā with Ā the Ā pinch Ā of Ā her Ā brow. They both know she happily does so for him at the best & worst of times.Ā  But then:Ā Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā or maybe they came for me? āž The tilting of her head creates a stark contrast to the BEAST who had been scrapping just moments before ; it's an innocence that comes out every so often, not feigned.
( you don't bother to mask any of your emotions like you once did in the past ; with a brain as chemically imbalanced as your own, you find it to be more of a bother than it's worth ) Ā Ā  Ā 
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The thought, like most she decides, isn't that deep. There are never too many enemies to go around in her opinion. & š’š‡š„ š’š€š˜š’ š“š‡š€š“ š€š’ š€ š…šˆš‘šŒ šš„š‹šˆš„š•š„š‘ šˆš š“š‡š„ š…š”š‚šŠ š€š‘šŽš”ššƒ AND š…šˆššƒ šŽš”š“ š‹šˆš…š„š’š“š˜š‹š„!
All but already forgotten, a moment later Sian Ā throws Ā a Ā pointing Ā index Ā finger Ā around Ā the Ā corner Ā to Ā where Ā she Ā can Ā hear Ā the Ā telltale Ā sounds of their favorite karaoke spot nearby — their initial destination before the ( surprise! ) scuffle. āĀ Ā you think Beom Seok's gonna be there tonight? he's the only one who lets me have two umbrellas. āž Only if she behaved!
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Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  — š¢š­ š¢š¬ ššš¦ššš³š¢š§š  š”šØš° š„šØš§š  šš š«š®š¢š§šžš š­š”š¢š§š  š°š¢š„š„ š›š®š«š§.
Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  written by luca for lawlessfm.
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š‚š‹šŽš’š„šƒ š’š“š€š‘š“š„š‘ — @ofcruelheart.
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š“š‡š„ š‡šˆš†š‡š„š’š“ š’š“šˆšŒš”š‹š”š’, Ā  as well as the liveliest pleasure he has known, Ā  lies in music. Ā  Formerly he used to ask his late wife, Ā  beloved in life and memory, Ā  to sing for him. Ā  She would hum carols and hymns, Ā  a lilting voice like that of a songbird, Ā  expert in consolation though untrained in technique. Ā  Of past decades following the longest period of separation from her yet, Ā  he has not found a voice to rival her gentle melody, Ā  perhaps because he loves her too much, Ā  and nothing exceeds love in its purity, Ā  even when one is not so expert a singer. Ā  However, Ā  recent trips to the opera house revealed on its stage a wonderful surprise— Ā  no, something more than surprise seized him— a deep conviction that this was not common, nor at all like the pathos generally possessed by vocalists, Ā  for it was not natural at all. Ā  Deaw held in their synthetic vocal cords a voice wild, melancholy, and elevating; Ā  but for all of its beauty, Ā  it was empty of substance, worthy only of repulsion.Ā 
It took hours to reconcile himself to this discovery, Ā  and days to persuade himself into action.Ā  He knew that a mind like Deaw’s, molded with a grand artistic gift, could not be without some spark of honorable charity, Ā  hence it ensued that John sent an invitation with a plead for Deaw to sing hymns at the church, which the replicant accepted not long after it was dispatched.Ā 
The agreed-upon date arrives, Ā  for in the letter’s contents John included the offer to show Deaw around the church, Ā  insisting that it’s not much besides a pleasure to walk in a small, Ā  yet natural garden, Ā  where they might discuss the hymns of the evening.Ā 
John���s cane adds a third thud to every footstep as he ambles to the church’s doors, Ā  where Deaw’s slim silhouette waits for him. Ā  John ought not to show his curiosity too obviously, Ā  for his vitriol could slip through what cracks would form in his regard. Ā  Instead, Ā  he plasters a kind and warm smile on his face, Ā  extends out an arm for a hand-shake—
ā›ā› —Deaw, Ā  Father John. Ā  Allow me firsthand to thank you for agreeing to this meeting, Ā  and to welcome you to St. Anthony of Padua. āœāœ Ā  He retreats his hand, Ā  his fingers sheltering themselves beneath his robes, Ā  repelled from the contact.Ā  ā›ā› Please, come in. Ā  I feared this day could not come soon enough, Ā  and I’ve been eager with anticipation to show you the church. Ā  It’s not much but, Ā  well, Ā  there is a stage for hymns and a more than willing audience. āœāœ
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š’šŽšŒš„ šš„šŽšš‹š„ šŒšˆš†š‡š“ š’š”š’šš„š‚š“ š‡šˆšŒ šŽš… šˆš‘š‘š„š’ššŽšš’šˆšš‹š„ šš‘šˆšƒš„, Ā  a heedless approach to decisions, and overall drunkenness. Ā  Kenji glances with a joyful countenance at his opponent across the poker table, Ā  observing with some deliberation the cards upon the felt and no doubt repeating Kenji’s bid with an air of amusement himself; or perhaps caution, Ā  but amused caution nonetheless. Ā  Kenji makes note of the particular eye— a replicant, is it— and wonders what advantages cybernetics enhance in a game of poker.Ā 
Well, it does not matter. Ā  He lines his pockets otherwise; Ā  to gamble is to seek thrill and nothing more.Ā 
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ā›ā› Are you flirting with me ? āœāœ Ā  Kenji says, Ā  a smile with a pleasant dimple on each red cheek and a devil's wink to accentuate the proposal. Ā  ā›ā› What I’m sure of is that this table is in dire need of some heat and, well— āœāœ Ā  In his drunken foolishness, he makes a vague motion toward himself and then reaches for his glass, which is already half-empty, and empties it some more.Ā 
ā›ā› —Kenji, āœāœ he begins, in the interval of swallowing one mouthful of whiskey and taking another— ā›ā› It is a joy and a pleasure to make your acquaintance tonight. āœāœ With his pledge and drink raised in reverence to the replicant, he tilts its final drops into his mouth.
open starter ›› loading . . . pakorn "korn" natharuetai.
location ›› the old world casino. ( will you bet. watch. annoy. )
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in the midst of this noise, he is only a man. or, well, something close to it. in his renewed days as this wrong version of himself, pakorn reaps what he sows on the poker table more often than anywhere else. and what he sows: victories. giving a free thrill-ride to anybody who dares to take on the something-masculine-shaped, a man placed slightly to the left of himself. how much you wanna put down? so many tried to sweep the stakes with all their chips, giving him double. his brain ticking at a thousand miles per hour to keep up with the chase. hair slicked back, one eye with no patch to cover it, ticking red and zooming-black as he analyses those sitting down at his table. here, the noise drowns out what un-makes him: the tick-tick of the wires, the augmentations slapped against him to keep him running.
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"double or nothing." his voice, heavy and cigarette-laden. his expression, unchanging from its set jaw. ( are you sure you can make him feel the thrill. ) he could be talking to anybody, with how he never makes eye contact. focused solely on counting every card in his hand, its metal fibres twitching, steel knuckles twisting to flip their faces to his own. then — he does glance up. "you sure about that?" ( his fellow hanging men hear this tone often. that false questioning. you're never sure about that. )
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š‡š„ šˆš’ š‰š”š’š“ š‘š„š“š”š‘ššˆšš† š…š‘šŽšŒ š“š‡š„ š†š„šš„š‘š€š‹ š’š“šŽš‘š„,Ā  a package of sewing tools tucked below his arm while the other steadies his cane with each step forward. Ā  Suddenly, Ā  John jumps in shock,Ā  widens his eyes, Ā  and stares at the brute who ran around the street corner and nearly collided with him. Ā  Recognition dawns quickly, Ā  a shaky sigh follows, Ā  and John regains the genteel composure he lost for a moment. Ā  This is no brute ! Ā  Why, Ā  the panting figure before him is in the great possession of a truly marvelous mind, Ā  full of circuits and math, Ā  which John wouldn’t deem worth chastising if Bo were not so accelerated all the time.Ā Ā 
ā›ā› Bo ! Ā  My, Ā  what velocity ! āœāœ Ā  The old man chuckles, Ā  a kind and sincere response to the apologies falling from the young one’s hurried regret, Ā  and he places a steadying hand on their shoulder. Ā  He is, Ā  through his initial reproach, Ā  familiar with Bo’s behavior, Ā  and he is aware that they must be running from some sort of crime committed, Ā  as is their habit to do. Ā  John conducts himself immediately, Ā  offering Bo a haven in his company.Ā Ā Ā 
ā›ā› –Come, Ā  walk with me. āœāœ Ā  He turns them in the opposite direction, Ā  not daring to dart his eyes, Ā  for undue caution may draw suspicion to anyone who could be following.Ā  Ā  ā›ā› And may I express the hope that you will help with what I’m carrying. āœāœ Ā  John lifts the package toward Bo,Ā  giving it to them with a private, Ā  knowing look.
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OPEN STARTER from Boudhayan Pandey - member of the Neon Pariahs location RANDOM CITY STREETS
Boudhayan always planned to be inconspicuous, either by walking along with the crowds, or by sticking to the shadows. He’d learnt to hide, the friends he’d made when coming to NYC had taught him. Taught him how to act normally, how to be a city dweller and not a wastelander, how to blend in.
A skill he needed, because while he was as much a coder as a hacker, the latter earned him the most money. And he followed a set of rules when it came to the practice: 1) proximity to power, the closer they could be to the source, the better. 2) don’t take chances, always go in with a plan and a back up plan. 3) never take too long, best to get out within a set time frame. 4) make as few chances as possible, don’t leave a trace. 5) absolutely don’t have a signature method, switch it up.
Bo closed their small 9-inch notebook, and shot down the street, mission accomplished. They planned to get out of there as quickly as possible. Heart beating in their chest as the adrenaline started to work, this would never get old.
They rounded the corner and almost collided with someone. ā€œSorry, excuse me,ā€ they uttered quickly, slipping into the shy persona that worked so well with people.
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Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā š‡šˆš’ š…š„š„š“ š“š€šŠš„ š‡šˆšŒ š–š‡š„š‘š„ š‡š„ šŽš”š†š‡š“ š“šŽ šš„, Ā  proud leather shoes gracing the asphalt in enterprising resolve, Ā  but meet with an abrupt interruption when his left foot kicks something straight ahead. Ā  A question is raised just then, Ā  along with Kenji’s eyebrows, Ā  and he looks at the struggling man and then glances at the object he all but launched to discover a large potato, Ā  rolling sadly into the gutter.Ā 
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā›ā›Ā  Oh,Ā  āœāœĀ  Ā  A huff, a soft humph surrounded by frowning lips.Ā  Ā  ā›ā›Ā  No, Ā  it’s too far away now. Ā  I’m going in that trajectory, Ā  see,Ā  āœāœĀ  Ā  Kenji points a finger ninety degrees left, Ā  but he bends down to pick up a fallen cucumber which he shoves into the man’s crumpled paper bag with a shocking lack of restraint.Ā  Ā  ā›ā›Ā  It would be inefficient for me to go out of my way. Ā  On the other hand, Ā you seem inclined toward inefficiency.Ā āœāœ
He could have yielded his amends and picked up the potato, Ā  but this mistake he never endeavored to rectify. Ā  He discusses the demerits so neighborly, Ā  in a spirit so rational, Ā  that any may be persuaded to agree with him. Ā  As for the man missing out on his potato, Ā  though, Ā  his regard remains to be seen, Ā  and Kenji’s concern is on the edge of impatience.Ā 
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā›ā›Ā  Well met, Ā  enjoy your–  āœāœĀ  Ā  gutter potato,Ā  Ā  ā›ā›Ā  –yeah.Ā  āœāœ
status: open — outside some grocery store idk
Hands full with an assortment of paper bags, Marcellus finds himself in the midst of a sporadic juggling act. All for the sake of a single smoke. Naturally, it would’ve made sense to put the bags down first. Yet the underlying itch for nicotine had eaten away most of his patience. And, well, he's always had a knack for making small things more complicated than need be.
A small, triumphant grunt leaves him when he finally bests the challenge. Cigarette now stuck between the lips, he cranes his head towards the lighter. Tilt too far and some items fling themselves from crinkled paper bag confines onto the parking lot. ā€œShit.ā€ Cigarette temporarily forgotten, he happens to see someone in his periphery.
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ā€œCould you get that, please?ā€ Marcellus asks, still hunching at an awkward angle but polite despite how annoying this all was.
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* Ā  Ā  ā—ŸĀ  Ā  :Ā  Ā  怔 Ā  kentaro sakaguchi ,Ā  Ā  Ā  cis manĀ  Ā  + Ā  he/himĀ  Ā  〕  kenji nakamura,Ā  Ā  Ā  some say you’re aĀ  thirty year oldĀ  lost soul among the neon lights.Ā  Ā  Ā  known for being bothĀ  charismaticĀ  andĀ  hedonistic,Ā  one can’t help but think ofĀ  nauseaĀ  by Ā  jeff rosenstockĀ  when you walk by.Ā  Ā  are you still aĀ  Ā  soldierĀ  atĀ  Ā  dead hand, Ā  Ā  even with your reputation as the opportunist? Ā  Ā  i think we’ll be seeing more of you andĀ  Ā  a lazy upward gaze, a slap upside the head, the lonely creature of contradiction; hung on the family tree, dangling as you question why the saying goes 'the apple doesn't fall far from the tree', where else would it fall? you are the fallen fruit, premature and always in some kind of need,Ā  Ā  although we can’t help but think of dennis reynolds (it's always sunny in philadelphia), richie (the bear) and hasegawa taizo (gintama)Ā  Ā  whenever we see you down these rainy streets.Ā  Ā  Ā  ( Ā  Ā  Ā lucaĀ  ,Ā  Ā  Ā  25Ā  ,Ā  Ā  Ā  she/theyĀ  , Ā  mdt Ā . Ā  Ā  )
— NAVIGATION.
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* Ā  Ā  ā—ŸĀ  Ā  :Ā  Ā  怔 Ā  jeff bridgesĀ  ,Ā  Ā  Ā  cis manĀ  Ā  + Ā  he/himĀ  Ā  〕  Ā  Ā  john ledger ,Ā  Ā  Ā  some say you’re aĀ  seventyĀ  Ā  one year old Ā  Ā  lost soul among the neon lights.Ā  Ā  Ā  known for being bothĀ  methodicalĀ  and vindictive,Ā  one can’t help but think ofĀ  take me homeĀ  ,Ā  Ā  Ā  country roadsĀ  by Ā  john denverĀ  when you walk by.Ā  Ā  are you stillĀ  Ā  the sheep, priestĀ  atĀ  Ā  the neon pariahs, catholic church Ā  Ā  even with your reputation as the sheep? Ā  Ā  i think we’ll be seeing more of you andĀ  Ā  the family at the table, faint conversation in the kitchen, the hearth before the otherness came. succumbing– all of your love gone up in a storm, left alone in the golden mist. the strategy of the ancient hunt tucked under your left arm, the cross held in your right; the lamb that looks into your eyes before the slaughter. Ā  Ā  although we can’t help but think of helmut zemo (MCU), rick deckard (blade runner), father daniel flynn (bad times at the el royale)Ā  Ā  whenever we see you down these rainy streets.Ā  Ā  Ā  (Ā  Ā  Ā  lucaĀ  ,Ā  Ā  Ā  25Ā  ,Ā  Ā  Ā  she/theyĀ  , Ā  Ā  mdtĀ  Ā . Ā  Ā  )
— NAVIGATION.
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