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Yes, and I understand why you’d say that. Somewhat. Except for the fact that, and I mean this in the most respectful way possible, Swain could’ve been easily replaced by me in the latest video. Anybody could’ve held a book. All he did was stand there and look dramatic.

It’s just a suggestion of course.

As our leader, the first video was understandable. I accepted the second and third videos with patience. I become slightly miffed with Deadhead's role in the fourth. And while I understand you had no power over the fifth and sixth, I have to ask: Why the hell did Swain get to be in a video before I did?

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fiirebrands:

❝ my, my, Persolus – is that a bit     of anger I’m hearing? from our     dear reclusive bishop? ❞

the laugh that follows is dry and humorless, but a laugh all the same. it’s a taunt. he wants to see  how  long  he can push and pull before the old man  snaps  and  runs back  to  the  other  four,  furious  and  empty-handed.

ooh, that would be new. he’s never seen Persolus really mad before.

feigning compliance, Firebrand gives a noncommittal shrug. ❝ alright, ❞ he concedes. ❝ an agreement, then. what would you propose? ❞

Persolus gritted his teeth. Firebrand was one of the few entities that annoyed him to this degree. It wasn’t so much how his whole personality seemed to revolve around pissing those around him off (but that was a large part), but it was more because he did things like this. He was their enemy and decided the best way to spend his time was to steal Persolus’ things. These things combined had a way of rubbing the bishop the wrong way.

“It is not too uncommon to see me angry,” he replied in his calmest voice possible. “You simply have to be around to see it. As for the agreement, I am...unsure. Perhaps a trade? There must be something I can give you in exchange for those tomes.”

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miisterscars:

                                     — ♖ Oh, so they were going to be sarcastic with it                                              then? Mr. Scars bared his teeth in an intense scowl,                                            eyes doing a quick one over of the other’s shadow                                              covered form.

                                     Oh, Persolus had no idea what he was talking about. He                                      might not enjoy a fight, but Mr. Scars had an itchy                                                trigger finger to pay the bastard back for punching him                                      in the throat. ♖—

“You can’t possibly tell how much force I would use to chase you off.” he growled, fingers tightening around the gun’s handle.

“What are you doing here? What do you want this time?”

“I might not want anything,” Persolus chided. “The world doesn’t revolve around you.” Technically, that wasn’t true. Their lives revolved around each other constantly. In a way, the Collective was a satellite to the Maxwell family and their antics, which included whatever idiocy Firebrand and Mr. Scars were doing.

But Persolus was not going to let his composure be broken, he had already done so too many times lately. “However, I did find myself curious regarding your whereabouts. I was starting to think that you died.” His hand shifted to his waist, near the knife in case he needed it. “I am glad you didn’t, however. It would have been a waste.”

He smiled pleasantly, as if they were not hostile enemies and merely old acquaintances. “But I digress. How have you been?”

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Persy: dreams?

“Unlike my companions, I find sleep- and by extension dreams -to be a useful tool for analysis and problem solving. When I sleep, my host’s body processed the information I’ve learned over the day, allowing me to study it and learn what can be used in the future.

“In addition, I am a lucid dreamer. I have trained myself to be aware during my dreams so that I may control them as I please. I use this to my advantage by planning out scenarios and ideas while I’m asleep.”

The bishop laid back and closed his eyes. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have work to do.”

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“I would ask why, but knowing you I wouldn’t get an answer.” He wanted to slap that grin off his burnt face, but he restrained himself, if only to maintain his composure. Firebrand already had the upper hand by having his belongings. To act out would give him even more leverage against the bishop.

“I did think you’d be mature about this however.” He didn’t expect the compliment to do much, but it was worth a shot. Besides, he wasn’t giving up hope on getting those tomes back.

“But as you aren’t,” he conceded, “I suppose we may be able to come to some sort of agreement? You and I are not unreasonable beings.” Yes he is, but there may be some sense in his head yet.

Firebrand grins despite himself, waving one of  the articles in question teasingly before Persolus. now he’s       practically       asking       for       a       fight. 

❝ I’m sorry – did you think I’d just give them back? ❞ he jeers, tossing each tomb – one by one – off to the side.

❝ no dice, Persy, not with     that attitude. I need these. ❞

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“Hmm, such tempting choices,” he mused. “I think the answer would be the gun.” He smiled in the most self-assured manner, regardless of whether or not the other being would see it. “After all, the amount of force you’d need to push this gun inside of my body would be much more than you’ll likely use.”

His hand drifted towards where a combat knife was resting on his waist. “But I do hope this will not resort to violence. It’s not something either of us would enjoy, I think.” Persolus watched the rook carefully. If he saw the slightest aggressive move, he’d attack.

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Put a word inside my inbox

And I’ll tell you a fact about myself based off that word

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Persolus rolled his eyes, the sneer on his face as obvious as his books in the younger man’s hands. “Really, Firebrand? Is this necessary?” The shadows coating his body moved in agitation, swirling and reaching off of his form only to dissolve upon doing so.

“You’re acting childish. Such behavior does not seem fitting for one who calls himself a king.” Which he is no longer.

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❝ no, you can’t have these books.     see this? they’re in my hands.     that means they’re mine now.     so get off my property and     lea͜v͏è ̸me ͡alòn͠e̶. ❞

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SEND ONE TO SEE MY MUSE'S REACTION;

“How am I supposed to trust you anymore?”

“How many times has this happened?”

“My parents found out.”

“I stopped trusting you a long time ago.”

“There is no us.”

"Is that what really happened or are you just telling me what I want to hear?”

“Have you ever thought about adoption?”

“Stop lying!”

“I want to be with you.”

“You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

“I’m scared.”

“Are you happy?”

“I love your smile.”

“Are you ever afraid of the consequences?”

“If we’re quiet then we won’t get caught.”

“I thought I was pregnant but the test must have been wrong. I’m not.”

“I don’t deserve your forgiveness, but I am asking for it.”

“What is it that you love about me?”

“Stop saying you’re not worth it when you’re everything.”

“My life only gained meaning when I met you.”

“Will you just look at me?”

”_____ told me that they saw you with him/her! Just be honest for once and tell me what happened.”

“You’re shaking.”

“I want to be the one who holds you at night.”

“I wish I was the one in your arms.”

“If I give you my number, will you promise you’ll call me?”

“I’ll trade you whatever you want for one kiss.”

“If it ended right now, here with me, would all of this have been worth it?”

“Just admit that you want me back.”

“I never thought I’d fall for someone like you.”

“We’ll find a way to be together one day.”

“How many fingers am I holding up?”

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    “I haven’t been studying all too much to be honest,” he corrected without

     missing a beat. “As if turns out, when two proxies leave the fold,

     it forces the REST OF US to pick up the slack.”

The jab, while petty (and technically unneeded), felt nice. It wasn’t like it was UNTRUE either. The disappearance of Firebrand and Mr. Scars from the Collective had upset the balance they kept. Another wonderful move on the part of the White King.

          he doesn’t bother responding with any petty pleasantries —— —— —— —           ( especially since Persolus doesn’t seem too concerned about them, either )           — ——  instead sitting back and crossing his arms over his chest, eyes not           moving from this brother of his.

          the same as always. even after being chewed up && spit out, there are           still traces of that innocuous maverick that existed before all of the tragedy.

❝ good to know that even after all of your       studying you still have a shitty sense of       humor. the fuck do you want? ❞

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                “It’s hard to resist your company,” the bishop replied with a trace of derision. “After all, who could miss your constant profanities or smartass attitude?” PERSOLUS decided to drop all pretense of friendliness. FIREBRAND was too far gone for that.

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SLAP! {{ Caaasually sends you this really old meme I'm so sorry- }}

"Why the Hell did you do that?" Persolus glowered at the Knight in front of him, making an effort (and failing) to seem completely neutral and calm. "I hope you have a good reason for doing that."

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Opinion on the other members?

"Most of my relationships with the others are simple. Cursor and I, for example, have a basic working relationship. As far as I know, she has no problems with me and and the feeling is mutual. I believe Swain and I have a similar dynamic.

"Observer and I have a tendency to….disagree, but I would never say so to his face. He is our leader and I will respect his authority, however unwise it might be.

"Deadhead is respectable. His loyalty is something to be admired, at least. We don’t interact much, however.

"Mr. Scars is….odd. He has blatantly shown contempt towards both me and the Collective on multiple occasions, despite our former friendship. This is unfortunate, as I’d much rather have him as an ally than an enemy, but I suppose I must allow him to make his choice.

"I used to respect Firebrand, but after he left the Collective, I started to question how mentally stable our king actually is. He not only made the reckless decision to not only abandon our Keeper, but also allied himself with HABIT of all creatures. I don’t support him or his choices anymore."

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Anti-honesty hour. Ask me anything and I will respond with blatant lies.

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“It costs a lot more than your life. To murder innocent people? It costs everything you are.”

"I think I realize that." Persolus stared at the white rook coldly. Why was he here? He had already shown that he didn’t care for Persolus’ company and had rejected his offer to return to the Collective twice in the past. So why was he here now? And why was he lecturing the bishop on how wrong murder was? Within recent memory, Mr. Scars had killed more than Persolus. It seemed somewhat hypocritical to do so.

"Why are you telling me this?"

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Mockingjay (book) sentence pack

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Warning! This book contains a fair bit of violence and death. Some of these sentences may reflect that. Trigger Warnings may apply! 

"I can find you. I can reach you. Perhaps I am watching you now."

“It costs a lot more than your life. To murder innocent people? It costs everything you are.”

“You could ask for the moon and they’d have to find some way to get it.”

“They’ll either want to kill you, kiss you, or be you.” 

“We’re still in the game.” 

“If we burn, you burn with us!”

“I feel fine, really. Except for my head, and my leg, and the soreness from the bruises, and the nausea that hit a couple minutes after I ate. Maybe the wheelchair’s a good idea.” 

“Ask yourself, do you really trust the people you’re working with? Do you really know what’s going on?”

“I knew you’d kiss me. Because I’m in pain. That’s the only way I get your attention. Don’t worry, it’ll pass.”

“I drag myself out of nightmares each morning and find there’s no relief in waking.” 

“It takes ten times as long to put yourself back together as it does to fall apart.” 

“One word. That’s all you really need to know. Poison.” 

“I can’t stay here anymore.”  

“Give me one reason I shouldn’t shoot you.” 

“Maybe they were onto something. Drug yourself out and paint flowers on your body. Not such a bad life.”

“Panem et Circenses.” 

“Look at you, for starters. You’re not very big, are you? Or particularly pretty?” 

“Did you like kissing me?”

“You’re not afraid I’ll kill you tonight?”

“The problem is, I can’t tell what’s real anymore, and what’s made up.” 

“Stop being noble! I don’t care if I die!”

“Because that’s what you and I do. Protect each other.” 

“No one knows what to do with you, girlie.” 

“Never underestimate the power of a brilliant stylist.”

“I thought we had agreed not to lie to each other.” 

“Collective thinking is usually short lived. We’re fickle, stupid beings with poor memories and a great gift for self-destruction.” 

“Go away! There’s nothing left for you here!” 

“You love me. Real or not real?”

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