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*Shakes off the cobwebs

[[ Oh am I feeling so fucking nostalgic for the days when the fandom was active and we all had so much fun together </3 

Anyone still out there? My art has gotten better and I miss this blog, so if anyone is still there,,, hi again!! I missed you!! ]]

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*Shakes off the cobwebs

[[ Oh am I feeling so fucking nostalgic for the days when the fandom was active and we all had so much fun together </3 

Anyone still out there? My art has gotten better and I miss this blog, so if anyone is still there,,, hi again!! I missed you!! ]]

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[[ @soldier-of-arstotzka mun sent me this art meme with a bunch of awful outfits and picked some out for our boys :D 

here they are in said awful outfits ]]

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“Hahaaa... why would anyone want to know such a thing?”

Hey Tolya do u eat ass lmao

“Maybe I do. Maybe I don’t. What of it? Not like you will ever have chance to find out.”

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HEY ITS SEPTEMBER YOU KNOW WHAT THIS CALLS FOR?

EARLY HALLOWEEN SPOOKS

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[[ friendly reminder from your local lurker]]

[[ don’t forget to trim your rp threads! ]]

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@codename-askali @glory-to-arstotzka

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“Ah, so you were the one who’d been captured,” Shivya says covering her mouth with her hand, her gaze dropping to the floor. She had heard rumors of an agent being captured recently. She had also heard rumors of what had been done to said agent. “I apologize, I didn’t think the front door would be the best option. Especially if I had been wrong,” She says crossing her arms over her chest.

“But I understand your reaction,” She says with a sour smile. “Anyone would be on edge with the government bearing down on them again. Especially after what the rumors said you endured.”

Shivya lets out a sigh, the heavy atmosphere making her uncomfortable. She stands and brushes some dirt from her dark pants. “Lets start over shall we?” She says extending a hand and smiling at the man in front of her.

“My name is Shivya Vdova, and its a pleasure to make your acquaintance.”

Kveto seems to visibly relax, though he was far from dropping his guard. He gave her a nod.  “Yes, that was me. And don’t take it personally, but I think I would be more comfortable not shaking your hand.” He replied with a forced smile, lifting his hands to display the missing digits. “I’ve been trying to keep them to myself lately. Until you frightened me, that is.” He sighed, giving her a quick once-over before getting to his feet. 

“Pleasure to meet you, Shivya. I am Kvetoslav Ekel, I hope we can put this fiasco behind us and continue to collaborate for The Order.”

supply drop - closed rp

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[[ If a serial killer tells you he’s impressed by your badness level should you be upset or flattered?

@xena-ekel @excon-anatoly ]]

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Do you ever have to ground your children?

“Junior and Roslina? Angels. Wonderful manners, hardly ever misbehave.”

“Xena is.... getting better. I still have to ground her occasionally but she’s not a bad kid.”

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Kveto blinked. Oh, so this was the agent he had been making poisons for... “I see,” He began, crossing his arms over his chest. “I am Kvetoslav Ekel. Typically I would make runs like that myself but I’m in a bit of a difficult spot with the government at the moment.” Kveto sighed, taking a seat on the edge of his bed.

“If you are who you claim to be, I apologize for the poor hospitality. Perhaps try the front door next time? I’m a bit on edge lately.”

supply drop - closed rp

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"Now lets not get too excited here,” Shivya says tilting her head innocently, her hood falling and revealing her short, blond locks. “After all, I believe infighting would irritate our mutual employer.” She can see the confusion run across his face as he continues to hover over her.

“It wouldn’t serve them, only when tyranny ends we will disappear again.”

Kveto paused, the meaning behind her words startling him enough to let her go.

“You’re with The Order? What the hell did you break into my apartment for? I’ve done nothing wrong!”  He was angry at the order now; were they trying to kill him or something? Send someone to collect information on him? What the hell?

“You’d better start talking, I’m not a patient man.”

supply drop - closed rp

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“I’ve had enough of this bullshit! Are all women this fucking insane???”

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She had been careless and look where it got her. Pinned to the floor beneath a ragged stranger. Still, with her job and skill set this wasn’t completely out of the ordinary, just a bit more… rough than she cared for.

"I can assure you, I mean you and your family no harm,“ she says struggling to make out the man straddling her. Its difficult to see most of his features in the darkness, but from what she can tell he wasn’t expecting a woman, and most never do anyway.

"But I must say, you’ve made quite the impression,” she says as she maneuvers a leg to wrap around the strangers hip and pull him closer. “I didn’t think our first meeting would take this kind of turn,” she says in a teasing voice as she smiles beneath her mask.

“Of course it’s a fucking woman.” Kveto grumbled under his breath, resisting the overpowering urge to get the fuck away from this weirdo. 

“What kind of person breaks into someone’s apartment and then tries to get out of trouble by behaving like this?” He spat, pulling himself away from the woman just enough that he wasn’t touching her with his body, but still had her pinned to the floor. “Are you some kind of prostitute??” The expression on his face was nothing short of disgusted. He’d had enough of women for the next year or so after what happened with that crazy bitch that bit off his fingers.

“Give me one reason why I shouldn’t kill you now.”

supply drop - closed rp

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GOLF WITHOUT LIMITS

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Shivya sat perched outside a window to a room for her suppliers apartment. The window had been left ajar and the lights are off. Glancing around the shadowed interior, the room looks deserted. It almost felt too easy. Too easy to find them, too easy to break in, but she had to know. Sometimes it was hard for her to keep so many secrets, and this was one of them.

‘Fuck it,’ she thinks as she slowly opens the window and climbs inside.

Kveto was dimly aware of the fact that someone was opening his bedroom window, but didn’t immediately react. After all, Xena entered the apartment via the windows all the time, hence the fact that the window was unlocked in the first place. It was the lack of greeting that tipped Kveto off to the fact that the person entering his apartment wasn’t his daughter. He continued to feign sleep, listening closely. He could hear soft footsteps crossing the room, pass the foot of the bed, and begin approaching his bedroom door. What kind of idiot would be so careless as to not clear the room before entering? This person was going to pay dearly for thinking they could break into his apartment. As quickly as his tired body could manage Kveto was out of bed and tackling the intruder to the ground, pinning their arms so that they couldn’t possibly draw a weapon.

“I don’t know who the fuck you are, but you’re not going to be leaving this place in one piece if you think you can harm my family.” He hissed. 

supply drop - closed rp

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Hey Laz, does Cali ever leave you "gifts"?

“Thankfully no, it seems that Kveto is the only one both cats has selected as the recipient of an occasional dead bird or mouse.”

“Then again, Cali sometimes brings home wallets? So I can’t tell if her gifts are a blessing or a curse.”