#⌊ 003. ⇀ spy on the inside. ⌉

[edgeineer]

random starter from THIS   \   @acharnemcnt​   ___  .

      ❝ MUST WE REALLY DO THIS EVERY TIME ? ❞  a previously frightened demeanor falls away upon seeing the general, replaced by a look almost akin to exasperation. obviously this wasn’t his first time in ‘enemy’ territory, but he was annoyed by it nonetheless.

[localdumbasscourier]

Character Study

LAYER 001 :    THE OUTSIDE.

NAME  :   Caleb Brewster 

EYE   COLOR  :   Brown

HAIR   STYLE   /   COLOR  :   Wild, unkempt and curly dark brown hair. 

HEIGHT  :   5′11″

CLOTHING   STYLE  :  Most often he is in whatever clothes are needed for the job. He tends to drift towards waterproof outer layers due to his days whaling. 

BEST   PHYSICAL   FEATURE  :   :His beard obviously

LAYER 002 :    THE  INSIDE.

FEARS  :  Losing his friends, whether it be to death or simply drifting apart. 

GUILTY   PLEASURE  :    Pastries. Caleb always liked sweets but after the war and the lack of them for so long he just can’t resist them. 

BIGGEST   PET   PEEVE :    Stubbornness. Even though Caleb himself is extremely stubborn on certain topics he hates when others refuse to budge on topics even when given logical reasons.

AMBITIONS   FOR   THE   FUTURE  :   To finally gain some peace in his life. To see his friends grow old and raise children.

LAYER 003 :   THOUGHTS.

FIRST   THOUGHTS   WAKING   UP  :  Depends on the day however, it is usually whatever plan he and Ben are working on. 

WHAT   THEY   THINK   ABOUT   MOST  :  How he is endangering the lives of his friends by asking them to spy for them. 

WHAT   THEY   THINK   ABOUT   BEFORE   BED  :   Caleb doesn’t do well with sleeping. He usually ends up passing out when he has reached his limit. Therefore his last thoughts are simply whatever him and Ben are currently working on. 

WHAT   THEY   THINK   THEIR   BEST   QUALITY   IS  :  His ability to adapt to any given situation and to maintain a lighthearted mood through the worst situations. 

LAYER 004 :    WHAT’S BETTER ?

SINGLE   OR   GROUP   DATES  :   Despite being very smooth with the ladies Caleb prefers to go on group dates, especially with Ben as he loves playing the wingman. 

TO   BE   LOVED   OR   RESPECTED  : Caleb would much rather be loved. He is a fun-loving free spirit and despite his being in the army he doesn’t wish to be looked up to. 

BEAUTY   OR   BRAINS  : Caleb loves both but ultimately he  would love a woman with brains enough to put him in his place. 

DOGS   OR   CATS  :   Cats. Ever since his whaling days when his ship had several mouseing cats. 

LAYER 005 :    DO THEY…

LIE  :  Caleb doesn’t mind lying as long as it is to protect his friends and family. 

BELIEVE   IN   THEMSELVES  :  He definitely  believes in himself but after mistakes or screw ups he gets in his head.

BELIEVE   IN   LOVE  : Caleb is a big softy with a big heart so he definitely  believes in love. 

WANT   SOMEONE : absolutely Caleb always imagined himself with a large family.

LAYER 006 :    HAVE THEY EVER…

BEEN   ON   STAGE  : No 

DONE   DRUGS  :  Once or twice while he was a sailor 

CHANGED   WHO   THEY   WERE   TO   FIT   IN  : Only in the way that he disguises himself for the cause. Otherwise he is unapologetically himself

LAYER 007 :    FAVORITES.

FAVORITE   COLOR  :  Caleb’s favourite colour has always been the ever changing colours of the sea. The way that it can shift from wine dark to light green has always amazed him.��

FAVORITE   ANIMAL  :  Once he saw a monkey on his travels and since then he has fallen in love with the creatures. 

FAVORITE   BOOK  :   Don Quixote 

FAVORITE   GAME  :  Drafts 

LAYER 008 :    AGE. Depends on the date but I play him around the age of 25 or 26. Historically Caleb was 29 when the war broke out. 

DAY   THEIR   NEXT   BIRTHDAY   WILL   BE  :    September 12th 

HOW   OLD   WILL   THEY   BE  :   Timeline dependent.  

LAYER 009 :    FINISH THE SENTENCE.

I   LOVE  :   my friends and family.

I   FEEL  :   Full of energy and fire

I   HIDE  :  How soft I really am

I   MISS  :  My home

I   WISH  :  For peace and love.

[born-to-be-mischievous]

𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙴𝚁 001:   THE OUTSIDE.

𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄: Natalia Romanova aka Natasha Romanoff

𝐄𝐘𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐑: Blue-green

𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐘𝐋𝐄 / 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐑:  Long naturally curly copper hair, worn straightened or curly, braided back when she's training or on a mission

𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓:    5’ 7"

𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐓𝐘𝐋𝐄:  Depends on the event, can usually be seen in dark jeans, a black tanktop, cropped leather jacket, and heels or boots. All of her clothes are designer, and she loves Louboutin shoes.

𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄: Probably her hair, the natural red color is very noticeable and striking against her pale complexion.

𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙴𝚁 002:   THE INSIDE.

𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒: The Academy, Hydra, the KGB, losing her family

𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐋𝐓𝐘 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄:  Chocolate covered strawberries.

𝐁𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐏𝐄𝐓 𝐏𝐄𝐄𝐕𝐄:  People betraying her/lying to her. Even though she's a spy, she doesn't lie to people she cares about, and if you lie or betray her trust she will go scorched Earth on you.

𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐔𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄: Try to move past her trauma connected to her past, focus more on herself.

𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙴𝚁 003:   THOUGHTS.

𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐔𝐏: "Отъебись." (Fuck off.)

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓: The Avengers, Nick Fury, Tony Stark (Because he's her best friend), her cat Liho

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐃: Mission plans, the current book she's reading

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐈𝐒: Resourcefulness.

𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙴𝚁 004:    WHAT’S BETTER ?

𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐏 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒: Single, although she's not one to date, or have the time for it.

𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃: Respected for her hard work and skills, but desperately wants to be loved although she would never admit it.

𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐘 𝐎𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒: Brains, although looks along with brains is a nice bonus.

𝐃𝐎𝐆𝐒 𝐎𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐒: Cats.

𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙴𝚁 005:   DO THEY  …

𝐋𝐈𝐄: Of course, it it part of her job. She never lies to people she cares about.

𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐒:  Not particularly. She knows she is only an asset to The Academy, and now to SHIELD.

𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄:  Not really. She believes herself to be unlovable because of her past.

𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄:  Yes. Although she keeps it deeply hidden, believing it to be weak to want someone.

𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙴𝚁 006:    HAVE THEY EVER  …

𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐄: Yes. She actually was a professional ballerina as part of a mission for The Academy.

𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐔𝐆𝐒: No, although she does enjoy a drink every now and again.

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐈𝐓 𝐈𝐍: Bits and pieces. She doesn't share her trauma or her past, keeping that part of herself hidden.

𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙴𝚁 007:   FAVOURITES.

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐑: Black.

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐋: Cats

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊: Classics, although she has a certain fondness for The Count of Monte Cristo.

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄: Paintball

𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙴𝚁 008:   AGE.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄: Month and day unknown, born 1984.

𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐁𝐄:  36

𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙴𝚁 009:    FINISH THE SENTENCE .

𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄: My cat Liho, and my nice Lila, and my nephews Cooper and Nathaniel

𝐈 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋: isolated

𝐈 𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐄: my trauma

𝐈 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒: The Avengers, they were my family.

𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐇: To finally be happy and loved.

Tagged by @obsessionsarenotforheroes

Tagging @the-white-shadow-of-hydra @izznation @phantomfox44 @khanstartrekrp @survivorsloss @selfmademechanic

[steebharringt0n]

sanctuary - part 7

summary: Subject 001. That’s what you’ve been called your whole life. You’ve known nothing but pain, violence, and isolation. You were their greatest secret weapon, but when your final mission is to ensure the end of the universe, you escape to Hawkins, Indiana to team up with Eleven and to put an end to all this chaos, once and for all - you just never expected to fall in love with the resident bad boy along the way.

rating: m

pairing: billy hargrove x reader

warning: graphic violence, slurs, abuse, curse words.

A/N: this chapter took on a life of it’s own. i know i promised billy fluff but i really want this to be a slow burn so yeah you’ll see.

001. prologue 002. firestarter 003. spitfire 004. friend 005. sister 006. plans

--- 007. feelings

Eleven stirred in her sleep, shifting soundlessly in her sleeping bag. She weakly opened her eyes to see the sunlight peeking through her tent. Becoming more awake she sat upright, rubbing her eyes with her hands, her mouth letting out a long yawn. She looks over at Max’s sleeping bag but it’s empty. She’s probably out with the guys, she thinks to herself.

Eleven slowly pulls herself up, walking over to the entrance of the tent and pokes her head out, “Max?”

She’s met with silence.

Frowning, she tries again, “Max?”

Nothing.

She quickly slips on her shoes, shoving them in her feet, not caring that they aren’t properly put on. She steps outside the tent, but sees no one. 

“Mike?! Hop?!”

She spins her head around, but all she sees are the tall trees that surround her. She’s trying to find someone, anyone at this point. Panic starts to gnaw at her stomach when she realizes the tents are empty and everyone is gone. Like vanished into thin air. She swallows hard, tears start to prick her eyes as she screams, her voice booming through the trees, “MIKE!”

“They’re not here, they’re all dead”

Her head whips around to the voice. She recognizes that voice, she hates that voice. Her bottom lip trembling, she squints her eyes, trying to get a better look of the figure coming towards her. She’s fully ready to fight, whether it be a human or anything from the Upside Down. The figure comes closer to her and the color drains from her face, her stomach feels like it’s going to fall out of her body.

“B - Brenner … “ 

He moves towards her like a snake, slithering towards her. A wicked smile on his lips, black veins protrude from his face. He’s not human anymore … he’s something much more evil, and she can sense it. 

“Eleven … my little girl … we’ve been waiting for you … we’re building it for you … and your sister” his voice comes out smooth but she feels his dark undertone. Next to him suddenly you appear from the shadows of the trees. Brenner glances down at you and grips your shoulder. Eleven recoils, she takes a step back as her eyes quickly scan you. You’re definitely the girl she saw with Billy, but you’re in a hospital gown, similar to how she used to wear one. Your face is stoic, blank but Eleven knows that you’re powerful, way more than her.

“Where’s Mike?!” she barks at him, trying to ignore your presence. Her fists are balled up at her side as tears are freely falling from her face. She’s terrified, almost paralyzed by fear. She knows she can take Brenner down but you? You’re a whole different challenge.

“Jane … he’s dead. They’re all dead. Hopper, Max, Dustin, Will, all your little friends, are dead.” He speaks so nonchalantly it sends chills down her spine.

“No … no, you’re lying, you’re dead!”  she screams at him. 

Brenner and you walk closer to her, the only thing that stands between them is the campfire that has now been reduced to ashes. He chuckles darkly at her, cracking his neck slowly as she starts to notice the dark veins around his face have traveled down to his neck, his voice morphs into something darker, menacing, “We’re going to kill everyone and everything, including you!”

Eleven’s feet are planted, she can’t move. Before she can react, she finds herself facing you, towering over her small frame. Your mouth is twisted into an evil smirk and Eleven knows that she’s met her demise. Your hand suddenly reaches out and grips her neck tightly. Eleven can’t fight back, you’re far too strong for her. She tries to scream but nothing comes out of her mouth. Her powers as useless as kicks her legs, being lifted in air. 

“If you’re not with us. You’re against us” you speak to her, but it’s not your voice. It’s something much more evil.

She grabs your hands in an attempt to fight back but she starts to feel light. Her head begins to pound and her eyes start to close...

“El! EL! WAKE UP!”

Eleven jolts up from her sleeping bag. She lets out a loud wail as Mike holds her close in his arms. Her eyes are bloodshot, tears constantly flowing out of them. She grips onto Mike for dear life, sobbing hysterically into his shirt as he presses gentle kisses on the top of her head.

“It’s okay. It’s okay. I’m here, it was just a nightmare” he croaks out, rubbing small circles with his hand on her back.

Hopper quickly runs inside the tent, crouching down. He lifts Eleven head to meet his gaze, but she’s a babbling mess.

“Hey, hey sweetheart, we’re all here. No one’s gonna leave you” he comforts her, brushing a strand of hair out of her face.

“H - Hop … He’s back … he’s back” Eleven splutters out, her bottom lip trembling. Hopper’s face hardens, “Who’s back El?”

“I - I think Brenner is back, and I - I think he has my sister”

Hopper and Mike exchange concerned looks. Mike glances down at the trembling girl in his arms. There was no way that Brenner could be back. Brenner died, Mike saw it. There has been no sign of him since.

“What do you mean, your sister?” Mike carefully questions. 

“I - I saw her, with Billy last night. Max and I were spying on him. She has the same tattoo I had … something’s not right Mike. I feel it” her voice is quiet as she speaks.

Hopper swallows hard, as Eleven continues to speak, “We need to go home Hop, I think we’re in danger”

---

“Not this one, not this one, definitely not this one”

You sat on Nancy’s bed holding piles of clothes, watching as Nancy rummaged through her closet for something decent for you to wear to the party tonight. Nancy had a little sister, but she obviously wasn’t old enough to take to parties. The only friend she really had was Barb, but since passed away she spent a lot of her time with Jonathan (not that she minded). So when the opportunity arose to take you under her wing, Nancy was more than happy to be the Max to your El.

“Uh, Nancy … are you sure these are going to fit me?” you question hesitantly, glancing down at the white skirt in your arms.

“Yes, I promise you they will. Now I just have to find that black top and … a-ha!” Nancy jumps out from her closet, in her hand a black blouse that looks like it could fit a toddler. You frown at her, “That looks tiny”

“It’s a crop top, it’s supposed to be tiny” She throws it at you, landing in your face. You grab the crop top and hold it out with both hands, you stare at it in disgust.

“What’s the point of wearing half a shirt?!” you exclaim.

“It’ll go with the skirt, I promise!”

There’s a sudden knock at Nancy’s door. Both of you whip your heads, exchanging looks to each other. “Nance, is everything okay in there? I heard a voice, but Jonathan’s car isn’t here”

Nancy raises a finger to her lips, signifying to you to keep your mouth closed. Just as with Billy, you silently nod back.

“Just helping a friend out with a makeover, girl stuff, you know!”

Nancy hears shuffling outside her door, “Okay, well let me know if you need to borrow any makeup! I’ll be in the kitchen!”

The both of you stay quiet until you hear Karen’s footsteps go back down the stairs. Nancy lets out a sigh of relief, “Close one … now let’s see you try it on!” she suddenly changes subject, focusing back on the task at hand.

You groan loudly, lowering your head, “I’m starting to think this party isn’t such a good idea”

Nancy grabs your hand and pulls you from the bed. You stand up sluggishly, dragging your feet as she takes you to her bathroom, shoving you there. “Change, now” she orders.

“B-but Nancy … “ you turn to face her, your mouth is set into a pout. Nancy doesn’t answer you, instead she slams the bathroom door in your face, leaving you alone in the tiny illuminated room. You groan loudly, placing the clothes on top of the bathroom counter. You lazily take of your clothes piece by piece. You manage to shimmy your way into the high-waisted white skirt. It’s form fitting, hugging your hips and legs. You then manage to then put on the black crop top, which really volumized your figure. 

You open up the bathroom door and Nancy squeals.

“You look amazing!” 

You can’t help but smile at her joyfulness as she instructs you to spin around, showing off every angle in your new outfit. She claps excitedly, getting up from the bed and dragging you back into the bathroom.

“Now, your makeup and hair”

Nancy looks through one of her drawers, rummaging around loudly while you stare at her confused. She pulls out an iron curler and your eyes widen, more in fear than confusion, “What in the hell is that thing?”

“Just sit still and let me handle the rest”

---

Billy takes a long drag of his cigarette, his body leans against his blue camero as he stands outside Stacy Peterson’s house, his eyes surveying the large crowd that is starting to form outside of her house. He’s debating about whether or not he should go in, something in him doesn’t sit right and he can’t quite put his finger on it but it’s really fucking bugging him and he swears it has something to do with you.

But you’re not his problem anymore. He’s wiped his hands clean with you and now he can enjoy living his life. All he has left to do is to graduate in a couple of months and back its to California. 

“Hey Hargrove! I got a bone to pick with you!”

Tommy H’s voice pulls him away from his thoughts. He turns his neck to see the dark-haired boy stomping over to him, his hand in a cast. He’s pissed, he knows it, but then again, he wasn’t the one that broke his arm. Besides, Tommy was asking for it.

Billy throws his cigarette onto the ground, stomping it with his boot. He says nothing as Tommy appears in front of him, his nostrils flared and his eyes wide, “Where the fuck is your little girlfriend Hargrove? She broke my hand in three different places!” he shouts at Billy, his voice almost cracking at the end.

Billy bites his tongue, trying his hardest to hold in a chuckle. He knows if he laughs it’ll just set Tommy off even more, so he just stays quiet. He should have listened to him and should have just left the diner. 

“Hargrove are you even listening to me?!” Tommy fumes at him. 

Billy rolls his eyes, pushing himself off of his camero and turns his back on him,

 “You got what you asked for Tommy, should have left the diner” 

He leaves Tommy in a frustrated rage. Ignoring his yells and screams as he starts to make his way towards the front door. But a sudden familiar car catches his eye and he stops in his tracks, turning his neck towards it.

It’s as if everything is happening in slow motion and Billy’s breath suddenly hitches. He watches you slowly come out of Nancy Wheeler’s passenger car in the most skin tight skirt he’s ever seen. His mouth starts to water as his eyes eat you away, ravishing you from bottom to top. Your hair is perfectly curled, and your bruises are nowhere to be seen. The dark, smokey eye shadow makes your [E/C] eyes pop, and the pink blush makes your cheekbones stand out. For a second he wonders what the pink lipstick you have on would look like on his neck but he quickly throws those thoughts out of his head when he realizes that Nancy has brought a girl with super-human powers to the party.

He walks into the party, his feet guiding him to kitchen counter where he knows they’re handing out pure fuel.

It’s going to be a long night, he might as well be prepared for it.

---

“Nancy … Nancy, everyone is staring at me and it feels weird”

You tighten your grip on Nancy’s arm as the both of you walk into the party, Jonathan trailing behind as he stops to say hi to some of his friends. You could feel the male gaze of the party devour you with their eyes, and the girls look away from you, scowling. You weren’t quite sure what to make of it, but Nancy told you to just go with the flow. The music is loud, there are people everywhere and you suddenly feel claustrophobic. You turn to face Nancy and you’re met with a reassuring smile.

“It’s crazy in here!” you scream at her over the music. Nancy giggles, squeezing your hand as she leads you over to the counter where pure fuel was being served. This was your first night as a teenager, and she’ll be damned if you didn’t enjoy it. You let your grip on her go as she grabs two red solo cups. She grabs the ladle and carefully pours in the red concoction in your cup, then into hers. You stare at it as she takes a large glup, watching as the liquid dribbles from her bottom lip.

“Drink! It’s good!” she urges, grabbing your hand and pushing the cup towards your mouth. 

Pure fuel is dangerous. It’s a fruity mixed drink in where the amount of fruit juice overpowers the taste of alcohol. No one can taste the alcohol, but they know it’s there. Two full cups can even make Billy stumble around. You carefully take a sip of the drink, smacking it with your lips as the cool liquid slides down your throat.

You don’t taste the alcohol, so you decide to chug the whole thing.

“Whoa, whoa! Small glups!” Nancy remarks, grabbing your wrist and pulling the cup away from your mouth this time.

“What is this?! This is great!” you shout enthusiastically. 

“Pure fuel! Don’t drink it all! Small sips okay?” Nancy warns, sticking her finger in your face. You nod, pushing the cup towards your lips as you take another sip.

“Hey, I haven’t seen you around before, do I know you?” a voice suddenly booms behind you. You turn your body around and face a tall dark-haired guy. He smiles at you and you almost get weak at the knees. You’re not sure how to respond so glance over to Nancy.

“Uh, she’s my cousin! Out of town! Actually from Europe!”

His tongue sweeps over his bottom lip as his eyes hungrily run down your body, “European huh? I love me European girls” he says huskily. Nancy nudges you, and you turn your attention back to the guy in front of you.

“I’m Y/N.” you proudly state, eager to show of your newly picked name. The guy outstretches his hand, “I’m Kyle, Kyle Thompson”

You take his hand into yours and you shake it. His hands feel cold compared to your warm ones, his thumb sweeping over your skin. It feels nice, but it doesn’t sit right with you. 

Over in a corner, Billy’s eyes zero in on you. Watching you as you give Kyle Thompson a half-smile, taking a sip of your drink.

Kyle Thompson is a dud. He knows he can’t get any girl in Hawkins so of course he chooses the girl who everyone can’t keep their eyes off of, including himself. He grips the beer in his hand, bringing it to his lips and taking a large gulp.

She’s not your problem, she’s not your problem, Billy keeps telling himself. 

“Baby, do you want to go somewhere quiet?” coos a girl next to him. He’s forgotten her name at this point, and he’s been paying no mind towards her. She’s hanging onto him like a leech and it’s getting to the point where he wants to shrug her off. His eyes narrow as he watches Kyle lean in towards your ear, probably telling you a stupid joke, but you laugh out loud anyways.

“Hey, Y/N, I’m gonna go meet up with Jonathan” Nancy tells you, momentarily breaking the conversation between you and Kyle. Nancy quickly leans in towards your ear, “Remember, no powers and have fun okay? Jonathan and I will be around, look for us if you need us” she whispers.

You quickly nod at her, and she gives you a reassuring squeeze on your shoulder. You watch as she disappears into the crowd, turning your attention back to Kyle who was pouring himself more of the pure fuel.

“So uh, what’s a pretty girl doing here in Hawkins? Nancy’s your cousin?” he asks, leaning back on the kitchen counter. You nod at him, “Yeah, from Russia actually”

You weren’t really from Russia, but the lie fit.

“Nice, nice. So uh, do you maybe wanna go somewhere quiet, get to know each other better?” His lips curve into a sly smile. His hand suddenly finds itself placed on your waist and you instantly tense up. You know he means no harm but the gesture makes you nervous.

Billy catches this. He watches as your face hardens at his touch, and he wonders if you’re going to snap his hand in half for touching you in such a way. But you don’t, you let his hand linger there, trying to let the uncomfortable feeling your stomach settle away. You’re not quite sure how to answer him, “Uhm, I think I’m okay with being out here. Meet new friends you know?” you tell him.

But Kyle is persistent. His hand starts to wander up to your waist, squeezing the sliver of bare skin softly with his cold hand. Your breath hitches and now you’re really not sure of what to do. You don’t want to be mean, this is your first interaction with someone outside of Nancy, Jonathan and Billy, but the unsettling feeling is gnawing at your stomach, and you can’t shake it. You look behind him and you suddenly see a familiar face stomping over. You feel relieved, almost happy.

“Hey Thompson, fuck off”

Kyle’s hand leaves your waist and his face turns into a scowl. He recognizes that voice before he even turns around to face him. “Fuck off Hargrove, can’t you see we’re having a conversation” he spits back. You quickly use this opportunity to walk towards Billy, standing beside him. You look up at him and unsettling feeling in your stomach suddenly disappears. Billy’s gaze is hard, leering down on the dark-haired boy. His burgundy button up is buttoned half way, revealing his sun-kissed skin as it shines in the light.

“A-actually, I’m gonna stick around with Billy” you tell Kyle. Billy takes this opportunity to lazily swing his arm around your shoulder, throwing a smirk at the now fuming boy. Kyle throws you a dirty look, taking a swig of his drink, “Whatever, fuck you” he mutters, walking right past you and into the crowd.

You let out a sigh of relief, your shoulders relaxing, “T-Thanks Billy I - “

“What the hell are you doing here?” he suddenly snaps at you.

You frown, turning your whole body to face him. “Nancy invited me. I’m allowed to go out Billy. I’m allowed to have fun”

“You have no idea what you’re getting yourself into. He was going to try to have sex with you, did you know that?”

He’s angry. He’s angry that Nancy brought you here, angry that he’s been watching you this whole time, angry that Kyle Thompson had the audacity to touch you and not him, but most of all, he’s angry that he cares this much because you’re not his problem. He watches as your face twists into a confused expression, trying to process everything he’d just said. But you’re resilient, you stand strong against him.

“What if I wanted him to have sex with me?” you retort back. Quite frankly you’re not even sure what sex is, but you decide to fuck with him anyways.

His nostrils flare and the muscles in his jaw tenses. He knows that you can push his buttons and he fucking hates it. 

And he hates that you look good doing it.

You both are silent, leering angrily into each others eyes, waiting for someone to speak. 

“You’re supposed to be my friend Billy” you suddenly say, your voice almost cracks, your expression softening. But his doesn’t, he doesn’t dare show any ounce of emotions, especially during a party.

He swings the beer bottle to his mouth, chugging it down. He then shoves right past you without saying a word, trying to find Samantha, or Gina, or Tina, whatever the fuck her name was. You watch as he walks away, your heart beating wildly. You feel like you’re on the verge of tears but you’re not going to cry, because you don’t cry over stupid boys. Especially since you’ve literally murdered men with your bare hands.

You look at the drink in your hand and you chug it down, letting the fruity taste melt away your emotional boy wounds. You wipe the dribble with your hand and you walk over to the punch bowl, pouring yourself a full cup of pure fuel.

Fuck Billy. Fuck him and his stupid blond hair, and his stupid blue eyes, and especially his stupid face.

You watch him as a girl attaches herself to his arm, throwing him a sultry smile, her finger tracing his bare chest. He looks down at her, a similar smile on his face as he whispers something in her ear. You feel as if your chest is about to cave in, tears prick your eyes but you angrily wipe them away. 

“Hey, Y/N, is everything okay?” you suddenly hear Jonathan’s voice behind you. Your legs have become wobbly, but you ignore it.

“Fuck Billy, fuck him” you slur out, resting against the counter for support.

“Whoa, okay, how many of these have you had?” he asks, taking the empty cup from your hand and placing it down.

Your head is pounding and the room is suddenly spinning. “I dunno, 3 maybe, I dunno, it was good, I had a lot, it was a lot Jonathan” you sputter out, closing your eyes and letting your head swing.

You hear Jonathan groan loudly, but you’re enjoying the way the alcohol is making you feel, lightweight, happy, giggly.

“Stay here, don’t move. I’m going to get Nancy”

You wave him off, continuing to bask in your own drunken world. You gaze up, staring at the ceiling, the lights are starting to multiply, as if you were stuck in a kaleidoscope. The loud bass of the music reverberates through your body, sending tingles down your spine. For once you’re not a 19-year old science project brought on by crazy scientists, you’re a normal teenage girl and you’ll be damned if Billy is going to ruin your first party.

You steady yourself on the counter, a look of determination sweeps over your face.

“Well, well if it isn’t Hargrove’s little girlfriend, looks like you’ve had too much fun”

You turn to face the voice, but due to your drunken state you can’t quite remember where you’ve seen him before. His arm is slung in a cast, and he has a devilish look on his face. You frown at his comment, “I - I’m not Billy’s girlfriend, he’s a fucking moron, fuck him, I hate him” you start to quickly vent.

“You know, you really did a number on my hand …” Tommy H. pauses, his eyes looking you up and down. “ … but I know how you can make it up.”

His hand is suddenly on your waist, slowly rubbing up and down. He thought you were cute that night at the diner, even with all your bruises, and now, you were looking extremely fuckable. He liked a woman with a fiery temper, hell he dated Carol for 2 years. You were drunk so he knew you’d be easy to coerce. 

“Mmm, that feels nice” you murmur, your eyes fluttering shut at the sensation. 

Tommy H. gives you a sly grin, then he quickly drapes his arm around you, dragging you towards an empty bedroom. Your legs feel like they’re about to give out but Tommy hoists you up, “Shhh, this will be our little secret”

He opens a door with his free hand and walks in, not before poking his head out and making sure no one saw him. The light that cracked through your eyelids is suddenly replaced by darkness, “W-wha, what’s going on” you breath out, still leaning on Tommy for support. 

He gently places you down on the bed and the room is suddenly spinning out of control. You open your eyes and panic starts to set in, but you’re too drunk to do anything.

To say that Billy wasn’t carefully keeping an eye on you after your little tiff was a lie. He was on his 7th beer, his hand was gripping some girls ass while she was harshly sucking on his neck. But his eyes would still wander back to you to make sure that you weren’t doing anything stupid. But god forbid he looks away for a minute and you’re suddenly gone. He sees Nancy and Jonathan standing around, frantically looking for you.

Shit. Fuck. Shit.

He shoves the girl off of him and takes large strides towards the pair. 

“Where is she?” he questions hotly.

“I - I don’t know, she was just here! I told her to stay here while I grabbed Nancy - wait, why do you care? Didn’t you just make her cry?” Jonathan accused the blond. Billy clenches his jaw, stung by Jonathan’s words but he decides to ignore the question and turns his gaze to Nancy.

“You should have never brought her here. She could get hurt, she doesn’t know any better!” he barks at her. 

Nancy sneers, rolling her eyes, “Real fucking rich coming from you! I don’t know why she defended you today, I don’t know what she sees in you!”

Billy blinks, confused, “Defended me?”

“Ugh, not the point! Where is she?!” Jonathan quickly cuts their bicker short.

“Hey if you’re looking for that cute girl with the white skirt, Tommy H. took her into a bedroom, she’s super wasted” a voice behind them suddenly speaks. The trio turn to face the voice and are met with a short girl with a tight ponytail, munching quietly on a chip.

“Do you know which room?!” Nancy asks, her voice is frantic at this point.

The girl shrugs, “Beats me”

The three of them share a look.

Fuck.

Billy feels the color leave his face, and his stomach sinks to the ground. He quickly runs down the hall, Nancy and Jonathan following behind him and they all start opening the doors, looking for you, hoping that they’ll find you in time.

Your breathing is coming in as shallow pants. Your stomach is swirling around, you’d figure death would be heavenly at this point. You feel a large weight on your body as Tommy starts to crawl over you, a wicked smile on his face. His hot breath hits your face, it reeks of alcohol and cigarettes but you’re too disorientated to figure out what’s going on.

His hand starts to creep up your thigh, “You’re gonna be a good girl and make up for what you did” he whispers in your ear.

Your eyes suddenly widened, and your body freezes.

“You’re gonna be a good girl for papa and do what you’re told okay?”

Brenner’s hand slithers up to your cheek, stroking it softly with his thumb.

You were only 12 when you were given your first hit. They knew what you were capable of, they knew what you could do. You were their secret weapon and they were going to use and abuse you as much as they wanted.

“B-but papa … I don’t like hurting people … “ you protest,  fiddling with your thumbs in your lap.

“These are bad people sweetheart, if you love your papa you’ll do it for me” he croons at you, giving you a smile. “You love your papa don’t you?”

You nod quickly, “Of course. You’re my only papa” you return the smile. He leans forward, placing a kiss on your forehead. He then grabs your hand and takes you down a dark hallway. You hear screaming, wails of pain coming from the doors. You gaze up at the man who you call father and he nods his head, stopping in front of the one of the many doors. He opens it, and you find a man cowering in the corner, sobbing hysterically. He screams at you in Russian, begging and pleading. Brenner walks in the dimly lit cell with you, he gently pets your hair.

“You know what to do”

He then turns on his heel and leaves, slamming the door shut. You turn your attention back to the man and your gaze is suddenly fixed on him. You clench your jaw, feeling the muscles tense up. He’s howling at this point, praying to whatever gods exist and on his knees.

With the flick of your head, he instantly catches on fire.

You ignore his screams as you look back to face Brenner through the tiny window on the door. He nods at you, a proud smile on his face as he opens the door, outstretching his hand to guide you back out. You turn to face the man whose skin has melted off at this point, he’s nothing but bones and ashes. Brenner crouches down, placing a kiss on your forehead.

“Good girl”

“NO!”

You scream at the boy hovering over you. Tommy H. frowns, in his mind you’re too weak to fight back but the painful memory suddenly sobers you up. Your hands suddenly find itself attached to his shoulders, gripping tightly.

“I am not your little girl!” you scream at him, you feel your fingers digging into his shirt. 

“Hey, hey, okay, OW!” Tommy H. tries to escape your tight grasp but you’re unaware of your own strength as you feel his shoulders snap under your grip. 

Billy hears the screams, his feet suddenly lead him to the room that’s tucked away in the corner, but before he could even reach the room, Tommy H. comes flying through the door, slamming on the wall in the hallway. For some miraculous reason he’s still conscious, groaning loudly as he wipes away debris from his face.

Billy, Nancy and Jonathan rush into the room. They find you standing on top of the bed, your nose bleeding profusely, your eyes are bloodshot. Your hands are clenched by your side as you angrily stare Tommy H. down. A crowd starts to form around the chaos, but too many people are too drunk to realize that a girl with super-human powers has literally thrown an almost rapist through the door.

“Y/N ... “ Nancy whispers out. Their eyes are wide, in complete shock.

Your legs suddenly give out, and your vision becomes blurry. The last thing you see before you black out is Billy running towards you as you fall limp into his arms.

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[hammurabicomplex-a]

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑    𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐒 .

𝙇𝘼𝙔𝙀𝙍  001 :   THE OUTSIDE .

NAME :  patricia carosella.

EYE  COLOUR :   dark brown.

HAIR  STYLE   /   COLOUR :   brown, waist-length, curly.

HEIGHT : 5′4 of pure rage.

CLOTHING  STYLE :  she definitely dresses fancy most of the time,  although she often dresses down elegant pieces with more casual ones,  like an embroidered shirt with jeans,  or dress pants with a t-shirt.   loose jeans or shorts and a t-shirt when she’s feeling more casual.   her main verse is 1989,  so there are definitely influences from that late 80s,  early 90s fashion into her style.   she is also more often than not covered in jewelry.

BEST  PHYSICAL  FEATURE :  her large eyes,  also her abs and arm muscles are quite impressive.

𝙇𝘼𝙔𝙀𝙍  002 :  THE INSIDE .

FEARS :  dogs,  they definitely make her nervous and she’ll have a very hard time focusing on anything if there’s a large dog anywhere near her.   helplessness and powerlessness are bad fears of hers.

GUILTY  PLEASURE :   chocolate snacks and junk food.   but she refrains most of the time,  she has a mostly fit diet.

BIGGEST  PET  PEEVE :  people being condescending towards her.

AMBITIONS  FOR  THE  FUTURE :   revenge,  taking over juárez and ruling it along with giancarlo,  overall just expanding their empire and becoming really powerful.

𝙇𝘼𝙔𝙀𝙍  003 :  THOUGHTS .

FIRST  THOUGHTS  WAKING  UP :   she has a very odd,  unstable schedule,  and it’s not uncommon at all for her to be woken by her phone ringing because work needs her somewhere.   so she’s learned how to stay mostly alert even though she’s just woken up.

WHAT  THEY  THINK  ABOUT  MOST :   she keeps herself sane by focusing on one task and one goal at a time.   or else her anger would consume her and she would probably kill benjamín in a fit of rage and ruin everything.

WHAT  THEY  THINK  ABOUT  BEFORE  BED :   when she hasn’t been awake for almost 2 whole days because of work and blacks the fuck out before her head even hits the pillow,  she’s usually thinking about whatever she has to do tomorrow.

WHAT  THEY  THINK  THEIR  BEST  QUALITY  IS :   pat knows she’s extremely determined and resilient.   she can handle almost anything life throws her way.

𝙇𝘼𝙔𝙀𝙍  004 :   WHAT’S BETTER ?

SINGLE  OR  GROUP  DATES :   single.

TO  BE  LOVED  OR  RESPECTED :   respected.

BEAUTY  OR  BRAINS :  brains,  stupid people piss her off.

DOGS  OR  CATS :  cats all the way.   as mentioned before she’s scared of dogs and a cat would never rat her out to the cops.

𝙇𝘼𝙔𝙀𝙍  005 :    DO THEY …

LIE :   yes.   as an infiltrated spy it’s safe to say lying is a huge part of her life.

BELIEVE  IN  THEMSELVES :  yes.   she can be a little too confident at times.

BELIEVE  IN  LOVE :   yes,  even though romantic love often fucks her over.

WANT  SOMEONE :   verse dependent.

𝙇𝘼𝙔𝙀𝙍  006 :   HAVE THEY EVER …

BEEN  ON  STAGE :  a few times for choir presentations in middle and high school.

DONE  DRUGS :  cocaine is a semi-regular part of her routine at this point,  but pat wouldn’t call it a habit.  other than that,  she does some light stuff once in a while.   she’s a lightweight and not a fan of hard drugs.

CHANGED  WHO  THEY  WERE  TO  FIT  IN :    no.

𝙇𝘼𝙔𝙀𝙍  007 :   FAVOURITES .

FAVOURITE  COLOUR :   red & gold.

FAVOURITE  ANIMAL :  lions,  tigers,  cats in general.

FAVOURITE  BOOK :  pedro páramo by juan rulfo.

FAVOURITE  GAME :   blackjack.

𝙇𝘼𝙔𝙀𝙍  008 :   AGE .

DAY  THEIR  NEXT  BIRTHDAY  WILL  BE :   april 15th,  1990 (if going by her main verse).

HOW  OLD  WILL  THEY  BE :   29.

𝙇𝘼𝙔𝙀𝙍  009 :   FINISH THE SENTENCE .

I LOVE :  “my family.”

I  FEEL :  “angry.  all the time.”

I  HIDE :  “half of my life.”

I  MISS :   “mexico.”

I  WISH :  “i had killed him sooner.”

tagged  by :  @wornguilt​ <3 <3

tagging :   anyone with more than 3 drafts.

[spesrebel]

* — CHARACTER STUDY !

NAME: cassian jeron andor. EYE COLOUR: brown. HAIR STYLE  /  COLOUR: dark brown, hewn short, fringe of bangs unruly and often in his face. HEIGHT:  5′10″ CLOTHING STYLE:  generally wears military garb. BEST PHYSICAL FEATURE:  his haunting gaze.

LAYER 002:  THE INSIDE

FEARS:  trust/relying on others. failure. GUILTY PLEASURE:  afternoon naps. BIGGEST PET PEEVE:  insubordinate people or ignorance. AMBITIONS FOR THE FUTURE:  eradicate the empire for a better future.

LAYER 003:  THOUGHTS

FIRST THOUGHTS WAKING UP:   ... why am i here? what is my mission? what is my goal? WHAT THEY THINK ABOUT MOST:   who am i? what am i doing? what’s next? WHAT THEY THINK ABOUT BEFORE BED: cassian generally thinks about the actions and behaviors of the day, and whether what he did was right or wrong. WHAT THEY THINK THEIR BEST QUALITY IS:   his adaptability to any given situation.

LAYER 004:  WHAT’S BETTER?

SINGLE OR GROUP DATES: he prefers single dates as it gives him time to get to know his partner on a more intimate level. TO BE LOVED OR RESPECTED:    if cassian can’t be loved, he would rather be respected, but this is dependent on the person in question. BEAUTY OR BRAINS:    brains. beauty is a bonus but not necessary. DOGS OR CATS:  cassian enjoys the company of both, but prefers cats due to his unexpected lifestyle.

LAYER 005:  DO THEY..

LIE:  yes. its part of his job to lie as he is a spy. BELIEVE IN THEMSELVES:  yes, he does. BELIEVE IN LOVE: yes he does, but doesn’t feel like its for him. WANT SOMEONE:   it depends on the verse, but yes.

LAYER 006:  HAVE THEY EVER..

BEEN ON STAGE:   per his modern verse, cassian will do drunken karaoke. DONE DRUGS:  yes. CHANGED WHO THEY WERE TO FIT IN:   no, cassian is quite adaptable.

LAYER 007:  FAVOURITES

FAVOURITE COLOURS:  earth tones and blue. FAVOURITE ANIMAL:  he very much enjoys elephants and honey badgers. FAVOURITE BOOK:    slaughterhouse-five by kurt vonnegut. FAVOURITE GAME:   chess.

LAYER 008:  AGE

DAY THEIR NEXT BIRTHDAY WILL BE:  november 23rd. HOW OLD WILL THEY BE:   26, however for modern verses he’s 34.

LAYER 009:  FINISH THE SENTENCE

I LOVE:   ... ? I FEEL:   adventurous. I HIDE:     my true intentions. I MISS:   ... I WISH:   to... find myself...

tagged by:    @slainlove​

tagging:   whomever would like to do this...

[beauumont]

( ♡ ❛ 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗹𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗴, 𝗰𝗶𝘀-𝗳𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲, 𝘀𝗵𝗲/𝗵𝗲𝗿 ) oh hello, you must be 𝐏𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐓 it’s so nice to meet you. is it true that you’re a 𝟏𝟕 year 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐂𝐘 student and in your SIXTH YEAR? i should warn you, rumour has it you’re pretty 𝐀𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄 & 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂 but i think you’re really 𝐀𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐈𝐓 & 𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐓 - people like to gossip around here, but you’ll find out for yourself. let me show you to 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐍.

(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ HELLO THERE !! my name is evie, im 9teen and i live in the gmt timezone,, also kim jisoo and dylan o'brien are the lomls.. im so excited for this roleplay and getting to know u all!! buut, enough about me.. its time to introduce u to the queen of eXtRa,, poppy beaumont !!

TW -- drugs !!

♡.･ﾟBACKSTORY

    poppy beaumont was raised and born in london, england on july 28th 2002 to annalise beaumont and french man, louis beaumont. due to her poppy’s dad owning an extremely popular pharmaceutical company known across the globe, she has grown up surrounded by money. as a result of this, she has always been super spoiled and materialistic from a young age. due to having french grandparents, she frequently visits paris whenever she has the chance. being poor is probably her worst fear,, (4real just the thought of it kinda makes her cry)

    poppy is a total daddy’s girl. well, up until poppy found out all of his shady secrets that put her family at risk. (well tbh, she only cares if shes at risk but sksk) by eavesdropping on several phone calls and using her sneaky ways, poppy found out her dad was a drug kingpin and gambler. however, louis was unaware that she found out about all of this.

    shes like hella pissed about this because her aunt passed away from a drug overdose and she doesn’t understand why her dad is doing all of this.. she doesn't like drugs as a result (though shes kinda surrounded by them).. shes been acting out ever since finding out about it since she doesnt know what to do,, shes scared about being bankrupt because she knows how fast shit like this can go wrong,, and she’s mad.. so shes hella rebellious rn so, shes not on great terms with her dad anymore rip.. like once she purposely got caught making out with one of her dads colleagues,, u kno.. those kinda things.

    on the other hand, she never had a good relationship with her mom bc poppys mom criticizes her constantly. this only leads to explosive fights between the two because of how abrasive poppy is,, they barely talk and her mom is kinda sick of how childish the girl is,,

♡.･ﾟPERSONALITY

- abrasive: poppy has no care for the feelings of others. if you're getting on her nerves she will probably tell you and she's not afraid of doing so. shes hella extra and dramatic so most things piss her off tbh sksk.. she can also get pretty competitive and confrontational. if something doesn't go her way, shes genuinely not afraid to cut a bitch. she will ALWAYYYSSS hold grudges over like,, over the stupidest shit. (deep deep DEEP deep down inside she has a soft side but like,, no one has seen it yet ♡) - materialistic: due to being spoiled, poppy is obsessed with money. she loves buying new designer clothes with her dads money,, she also loves flaunting her money in front of those who may be less fortunate.. (also as i said before her phobia is literally being poor i--) + adroit: poppy is super intelligent. after all, she found out about her dads secret life all by herself (sis is kinda like a sneaky spy??) but, in regards to school -- she's a total science nerd. she loves chemistry and excels in any kind of science subject. though, she doesn't really display that nerdy side of her too much. shes only in the science club because her parents forced her to be.. (*cough* they didnt) + flamboyant: poppy is a confident girl who strives to be the centre of attention. that is exactly what attracts people to her. she has a passion for performing so, she is also into acting, dance and singing.

♡.･ﾟADDITIONAL INFORMATION

-- in terms of poppy's sexuality, she's just been with guys so far but, she would probably be up for exploring what she likes more!! so i guess she would be bicurious♡

-- her star sign is leo (this may or may not change idk but, i feel like it suits her for now!!)

-- her favourite colour is black because it goes with everything and she looks good in it,,

-- akskks ill add more additional facts in her future bio lOL

this is just what i have so far for poppy,, ill probably work on her actual biography in a little but, heres the main stuff i have for her so far!! if you wanna plot please hmu on tumblr or discord (eviekins#003).. im open to anything and im v friendly i promise uwu (ill post wanted connections in a bit once i think of a few more!!)

[allcarnews]

DEAD: S Class Coupe 💀 🇩🇪 ______________________________________ [2/27/19] Maybe Mercedes has heard my rants on their ridiculous model overlap, confusing names and a major Russian doll effect (they definitely didn’t and are notice sales numbers), but the S Class coupe and cabriolet will be killed off as soon as the next gen S Class arrives in a year or two! The S Class coupe came into the scene in 2015 and just got a refresh last year, but its lineage goes much further back. Before it was called the S Class coupe, it was called the CL Class (Which is why the CLS is the 4 door coupe version of the CL, which now is the S class coupe which is silly to still exist with the GT53 and GT63 “coupe” sedan things…. Confusing right ??). Along with the death of the S Class Coupe also is the death of the AMG V12 as all AMG 65 series will be killed off. 🔥[ACN Spec Sheet] The current sportyish version of the S Class coupe is the S63 with a 4.0L TwinTurbo V8 making 603HP and 664 lb-ft of torque hitting 60MPH in 3.4sec thanks to 4Matic+ AWD. 🔥 The S Class coupe also is very expensive… like way too expensive for loosing two doors, starting at around $130k, $170k for a S63 and north of $200k for the S65 and higher cabriolet trims. Sorry for anyone who buys one new as they will be trampled with insane depreciation. The next generation S Class is coming very soon and will be game changing! It will be radically new with MASSIVE touch screens inside per recent spy shots, and new design both styling wise and platform wise that will allow for electrification. ________________________________________ ACN EXTRA: YAY MERCEDES…. now kill off the hideous “coupe” SUV’s next. ________________________________________ - - #MercedesBenz #SL An #allcarnews post #V8 #V6 #Mercedes #SLK #S63 #roadster #S65 #german #Amg #carbon ||#powerful #performance #turbocharged #advanced #SupercarsRevamped #Supercar #HyperCar #ItsWhiteNoise #CarLifeStyle #MadWhips #003 #Carstagram #BlackList #AmazingCars247 https://www.instagram.com/p/BuZaK-cHsYY/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1brrvdnhm9zxr

[oraynger]

Goranger 3

Every time I watch the OP I am filled with nostalgia for a time before any sort of cold open, even a short one.

There was some sense in the last episode that they really had kicked the hornets' nest by defeating Warrior Mask, I wonder what kind of escalation/retribution to expect here.

I'm getting the feeling that nearly every episode is going to be about the Black Cross Army doing some sort of mad science and it's very exciting. The 70's spy movie vibes are strong.

In this case we've got Black Cross Army scientists who aren't kidnapped or coerced, they've got the logo on their little safety helmets they wear in the field.

In this case the mad science just seems to be a bomb that plys mushroom cloud stock footage.

The leader of the Black Cross Army has the title of fuhrer, just for the record.

More spy movie stuff: Last episode established that EAGLE has some remaining operatives serving as moles within the BCA, and now we're seeing one smuggle out some microfilm via carrier pigeon, this is so dope.

Oh the mole agents are sequential even, wonder what number we'll eventually get to? This is 003.

Spy gadget tech: Red and yellow are sneaking into a BCA base, hold up black cloths over themselves while hiding in the shadows, then there's a camera cut and they disappear, absolutely love it.

BCA soldiers stand around carrying both modern-ish firearms with a sword at their hip

Maybe it's just this episode or maybe I didn't notice it until now, but red and yellow sneaking across a laser tripwire (invisible, btw) is driving home the spy movie stuff so hard.

Gadget: Mechanical mouse. Doesn't do anything special, just distracts a guard.

God the "replace an enemy camera feed with a static image" thing goes back so far.

We're seeing a lot of BCA soldier guys actually talking, most previous eps just had them do their generic kiai shouts even when it might have been appropriate to talk.

They finally recovered the bomb and it is the absolute goofiest looking prop I've ever seen.

So red and yellow just transformed while trapped in an electrified cage, but it's not really established what transformation does for them beyond letting them use their signature weapons and jetpacks. I suppose that's quite a bit.

Miniature shot of them flying into the VTOL with their jetpacks is kind of goofy but I still like it.

Bronze Mask has some sort of spy detecting device which appears to be a length of pipe with a blinking light in the end of it. It also doubles as a poison dart blowgun.

Killing 003 and using his communicator to lure out the Gorangers is actually pretty clever, I'm glad this isn't just 100% beating up hapless baddies who make very bad plans.

The spy-detector/blowgun is ALSO A FLUTE

BCA creeps pulling guns in the cafe and knocking out a kid to have a hostage! Jeez! Also establishing they they transform into their costumed versions exactly the same as the rangers.

You see a brief shot of the menu and prices as they're leaving and all the food is like 200-300 yen from the looks of it

Yellow getting lured with a big bowl of curry and detransforming is pretty silly but very believable for this characterization so far THEN BRONZE MASK JUST SAUNTERS INTO THE ROOM AND DOES A VILLAIN SPEECH TO HIM WHILE HE'S EATING

Yellow getting to show of his martial arts and fight a bunch of bad guys alone is pretty neat, they're doing a good job of showcasing individual rangers on the various episodes so far

The kidnapped child is inside the experimental bomb housing that they just stole back, cool

When the Goranger theme song plays over the fight you know they've got this in the bag. Kind of kills the drama but it still rules.

This is not the first time the Gorangers have completed an objective just in time as a ticking clock counds down, it will not be the last.

Goranger Storm seems to still be the finisher of choice, we're also back to kicking the ball in this episode

Okay this is main plot advancement, the cafe guy and three restaurant regulars are EAGLE. Are they still going to use the cafe as before after this?

[manicpixiedreamcatt-blog]

Some Audition Headcanons

Headcanon 001: Charlotte vows to never let the Ministry get the best of her. She doesn’t drink and do drugs just to do them, she does them so that the Ministry can’t get inside her head. They can ask her all the difficult questions they want, but they will never get a solid answer. Charlotte takes great pride in being able to annoy the Ministry. Using magical drugs only made sense to her because they would give her process that extra kick. Heck, she even tried to make her own mind muddling spells to make sure her brain was pea soup when they spoke to her. The only downside is that she seems to make less and less sense as time passes. Oh well, she probably never made much to begin with.

Headcanon 002: When Charlotte was little, she hated staying her normal self. She would constantly shapeshift into different animals, much to her parent’s dismay. Her favorite animal to shapeshift into is a cat. Her reason? People never mess with cats because they aren’t afraid to claw your eyes out. Because she has spent so much time as many different animals, she has picked up some animal-like habits in the way she carries herself. She isn’t savage, but she can come off as a little primal when mad.

Headcanon 003: Charlotte is a gossipy bitch. She isn’t afraid to spy on people in the form of a rodent or a bug. She could be a literal fly-on-the-wall. She loves knowing everything about everyone and uses it so that people don’t bother her if needed. At the same time Charlotte is one to offer her services of spying if given the right offer. She doesn’t particularly care about what they are doing, she just thinks it’s fun.

Headcanon 004: Colors are very important to Charlotte. She can’t stand greys, blacks, whites; she thinks and sees in colors and those are all she sees when she sees the Ministry. She avoids anyone who gives off that type of vibe and will actively antagonize them if they get in her face.

Headcanon 005: Charlotte suffers from night terrors. Whenever she actually falls asleep, she dreams of scary creatures and the Ministry having their way with her. It terrifies her that they are so relentless, but refuses to ever say anything about the nightmares. Instead she plays it off like she thinks if she sleeps she’ll miss some big, crazy, moment. But the lack of sleep is starting to really catch up on her.

Headcanon 006: Charlotte really loves school. She loves learning new things and likes to ponder over the things she had learned every night before she tries to sleep. She thinks the world is a fascinating and colorful place and wants to learn as much as she can. On the surface though, it looks like she could care less about school because she is constantly getting into trouble, sleeping in class, or skipping it. She doesn’t like to act like the scholar she is because she knows that if she lets herself get excited about anything, it will only hurt her. She knows her fate already and doesn’t see the point in thinking there is another way out besides running away.

Headcanon 007: Charlotte’s parents aren’t the friendliest of people. They are rigid and strict and are constantly butting heads with Charlotte. They want her to just cooperate with the Ministry and behave like a proper witch, despite Charlotte’s wishes. They don’t actually care about what she thinks or feels and if they ever showed a moment of sympathy, it was just to coax her into some form of therapy or more Ministry tests. Charlotte doesn’t hate them, though. She just doesn’t really treat them like any sort of family either. To her, they are just people who let her crash with them until she is old enough to live in a cave by herself.

[boyfright-blog]

      tag  dump  numéro  un .

*     001.   VISAGE .     /      soul so soft   &   full of shuddering .

*     002.   IC :   INTERACTION .     /      this town don’t grow on you .   it grows inside you .

*     003.   IC :   ANSWERED .

*     004.   CH. STUDY .     /      you are your own ghost shivering at the front door . 

*     005.   AESTHETIC .     /      day by day you learn how to make this life your own again .

*     006.   ARC :   UNKNOWN .     /      a ghost story with bones .

*     007.   ARC :   MISSING .     /      somewhere icarus crawls out of the sea   /   unburned   &   alive .

*     008.   ARC :   SUPER SPY .     /      the heart inside you silver   /   wet   /   wriggling .

*     009.   ARC :   POST S2 .     /      i will clamber through the clouds   &   exist .

[mintteaandmemory]

Puzzle #003- The first actual puzzle

[Brenda ripped open the envelope. The paper inside had Raymond’s clear handwriting. This poor man must be so overworked...]

Jane Doe, a top MI6 Cop is found in Times Square with almost no memory and mysterious tattoos on her body. She just remembers that she had embraced this tattoo so that she can remember who is the spy that was responsible for the blast in London. MI6 had shortlisted 6 suspects and ask jane if she can identify with them who is responsible for the blast. She doest not remember anything but when she look into her tattoo she was able to identify the spy.

 Following are the suspects name 

1. Kurt 

2. Edgar 

3. Tasha 

4. Oscar 

5. Bethany 

Tattoo found on her body was "ymarspseneptunehtssaturniravenuscso" Who is the spy ?

[She furrowed her eyebrows. Firstly, she flipped the paper upside down to see if the tattoo made any sort of message. Then, she started to look at the planet names that were between the letters: Mars, Neptune, Saturn, Venus...]

“Ah--!”

[She set down the bottle of wine and looked for something to write with. Brenda crossed out the planet names. “ypsehtsiracso”. Read it backwards and you get--]

“Oscar is the spy!”

[strangerhp]

GHOSTBUSTERS.

MONSTERS INDEX

Dementors: feed on human happiness & thus generate feelings of depression in any person in close proximity. They can consume a person’s soul, otherwise known as the Dementor’s Kiss, leaving their victims in a permanent vegetative state or at least close to one – if you’re lucky.

Mind flayer: A gargantuan and spider-like being at least 50 stories tall. Its most distinctive feature is the ability to take control & command of the the Dementors alongside human beings. A horcrux of Voldemort’s.

The Upside Down: An alternate dimension existing parallel to the human world. It contains the same locations & infrastructure, but much darker, colder and obscured by an omnipresent fog. The main breeding ground for Dementors.

PLOTS

SYNOPSIS. a stranger things / marauders era mashup. the death eaters have opened a gate inside of hogwarts; dementors resistant to the patronus charm are attacking the muggle world; students and children have begun to vanish. anyone who looks too deeply into these disappearances at all? obliviated. enter a group of unlikely wizards and witches, unwillingly united over one cause.

SUBPLOTS (semi in order)

001. LOST BOY. Neville goes missing in the upside down! Time to stress out!

002. IS THIS THE END? Muse A begins to feel like they should give up on saving the muggles, as Muse B’s mental health is declining due to frequent exposure to the Dementor’s Kiss. Muse C protests against this, starting a slew of arguments. In general: angst.

003. EXPECTO PATRONUM. Time to face the Dementors! Except that Expecto Patronum surprisingly doesn’t work. Muses then begin to doubt themselves, let alone if their happy memories were good enough at all.

004. COLD NIGHTS. Immediately after 003 due to exhaustion, being Depressed tm after the Dementor’s Kiss and general danger– our muses are stuck in the Upside Down for the night.

005. SPY NEVILLE. The mind flayer has taken control of Neville, self explanatory!! Cue conflict over what to do with him a la Stranger Things style.

006. SPLIT UP. The muses split up on various missions. As agreed in the chat, we’ll try to make the most incompatible pairs (or trios) possible! One group is fooled into venturing into the Upside Down by spy!Neville

[technicallybeautifulstuden-blog3]

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[international-nachrichtenportal]

Chinesen bauen österreichische Propeller-Maschine in Spionage-Flugzeug um

Das chinesische Spionageflugzeug CSA-003 kann bei Cyber-Attacken und für Waffen- und Radarobservationen auf Kriegsschauplätzen eingesetzt werden. Der fliegende Untersatz stammt - ohne des Wissens des Herstellers Diamond Aircraft - aus Österreich. China hat in der Luft aber noch viel mehr vor.

Das chinesische Militär bestückte ein Flugzeug des österreichischen Herstellers Diamond Aircraft mit Spionage-Technologie (Symbolfoto - bei dem Bild handelt es sich um eine Diamond Aircraft DA40. Das im Artikel besprochene Flugzeug ist ein Nachfolger, eine DA42, die etwas größer ist und u.a. statt des einen Propellers an der Schnauze zwei Propeller an den Flügeln hat).

Wien. Die CSA-003 Scout wurde von der China Electronic Technology Corporation’s Avionics Division entwickelt und kann feindliche Informationen sammeln und aus der Luft Schwachstellen, die Cyber-Attacken ermöglichen, lokalisieren. Das 1,7 Tonnen schwere Flugzeug ist mit Sensoren ausgerüstet und ist ein Flugzeug für Spezialmissionen bei Meer- und Grenzpatrouillen, schreibt die britische Tageszeitung Daily Mail und bezieht sich damit auf einen Bericht des populärwissenschaftlichen US-amerikanischen Magazins Popular Science.

Das Flugzeug basiert auf dem Modell einer Diamond DA42, hergestellt vom niederösterreichischen Flugzeug-Herseller Diamond Aircraft mit Sitz in Wiener Neustadt. Der Geschäftsführung von Diamond Aircraft ist das neu: „Nein, davon wissen wir nichts. Wir wissen von einem Flugzeug, dass in China für Geodäsie-Anwendungen, die Vermessung und Photogrammetrie, betrieben wird“, heißt es aus dem Unternehmen.

Feindliche Aktivitäten ausspähen

Das Flugzeug verfügt über zwei Propellerturbinen und kann mit ein bis zwei Piloten und einer Bedienungsperson für die Sensoren bemannt werden. Das Spionage-Flugzeug fällt in die ELINT-Klasse. ELINT steht für Electronic Intelligence, mit der elektromagnetischer Strahlung, die nicht zur Kommunikation genutzt wird, aufgenommen und ausgewertet werden kann, um feindliche Aktivitäten auszuspähen.

Dieses System wird auch auf Schlachtfeldern eingesetzt, um Kommunikation, Waffen und Radarsysteme zu observieren. Die Technologie funktioniert sowohl mit Satelliten, als auch mit Bodenstationen und kann daher bei allen Wetterbedingungen eingesetzt werden. Laut Popular Science legt das österreichische Design des Flugzeugs nahe, dass es ursprünglich für Grenzkontrollen vorgesehen war.

Präsenz in Erdumlaufbahn stärken

Cyber-Kriegsführung ist laut dem Magazin nicht die einzige Front, an der sich China in den vergangenen Monaten engagiert hat. Das chinesische Militär sei dabei, seine Präsenz in der niedrigeren Erdumlaufbahn zu stärken. Laut Washington Times wird an Nuklearwaffen, elektronischen Datendiensten und Einheiten für die Bekämpfung von Cyber-Gefahren gearbeitet.

20. 2. 2017

Links:

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/sciencetech/article-3496115/China-s-latest-spy-plane-revealed-Elint-fitted-sensor-wingpods-track-enemies.html

http://www.atimes.com/article/meet-chinas-new-spy-plane-with-an-austrian-body/

http://www.washingtontimes.com/news/2015/dec/30/inside-the-ring-china-prep-for-space-warfare/

[callmeanneliese-blog]

Major Quest 003

Involves: Tara, Aidan, and Anneliese.

Morning came to came to Tengra Heath. Tara scrolled through the message boards curiously, and happened upon something funny related to that odd clue that she and Cisco had found on their last big quest through The Sea of Tears. There was something about there being more to the clue if one asked around at shops. Frowning, Tara poked her head into a couple of shops places before finding the right one. "Hatun Stronghold?" she said to herself, calling up her map to see if she had ever been anywhere close to the South East.

-

Anneliese was excited for this quest, it sounded so complex.  However, that also meant more difficult. Given the stressful times ahead, she was glad she was with at least one person she was familiar with.  Anneliese had done her fair share of exploring the map, and she'd been around that part before, but she never noticed anything that even resembled a strong hold.  

She looked off in the distance at some of the NPCs surrounding the area.  They all seemed so uninterested in them; kind of like real people. There was an old woman outside of a shop, sweeping. "Excuse me? Do you know of a place called Hatun Stronghold?

-

This task seemed interesting, and he wondered, where the clue would take them and what they would get once they found the place. He was already able to level up because of the last quest, and got a good amount of gold, he hoped he would be able to level up more. He was around in the shops asking people about a place called Hatum Stronghold, he waa almost losing hope, when he found someone that knew about it. Then he ran to the two girls he had on his team for this quest. "I found someone that knows  'bout the place" he said excitedly, glad he found someone that would help them.

-

Tara waved her current questmates over, wondering if information was just a little too easy to come by for this little mission. "Really? That's great. All I got so far was that it isn't that close." Quirking her lips to one side, she followed up with, so are we walking all the way? Because if so, we should probably start up soon before it gets dark. Anneliese, have you heard anything else?"

-

Anneliese saw her teammates talking and then heard her name.  "What?"  She shouted, just out of reflex given she understood perfectly what Tara had said.  "Oh no, this lady is kind of useless."  She made her way back over to the two. "If you have anything I am all ears."

-

"The guy told me that it's on South East" he said, glad that they finally found someone that could tell them. They took some time, he was worried they wouldn't find anyone. "We should get goin', I also don't want ta have ta go when it's dark" he thought it could be more dangerous, it was better to go when it was not dark yet.

-

Tara tapped her ears. Indeed, she was also all ears, but she did not want to make that joke and mess with the mood. Her team seemed super on point, which was good if they were going to finish the quest. Starting toward that direction, she said," Well I guess let's just shoot for south east and try not to get lost, okay? If we do, I mean, maybe we can buy a map somewhere...

-

Anneliese shrugged. "I'm down for whatever, but I think we can manage.  I mean-" she looked around and realized she had no idea which way was which and that she had no way of finding out. "Okay maybe we do need that compass..."

They got a compass and headed off, on foot, to Hatum Stronghold.  Anneliese wondered if maybe going by sea would have been better.

-

He walked along the girls, hoping they would get there soon. Whoever thinks this game is still fun, didn't see it like the Welshman did, he didn't think was fun, he hated it, every time there was a quest, he wanted to finish it as soon as possible. "Man, I hope we get there fast, I want this quest to be over as soon as possible"

-

Tara made a groaning noise. "I was going to ask if we were there yet, but that isn't going to be a good question to ask, is it..." Tara said glumly. At least the terrain was beautiful. And they had direction help. Small mercies. "We could play a game along the way. Like 20 questions or Word Association... or we could just walk agree to walk in awkward silence."

-

Anneliese was actually having a good time.  She was too busy taking in the surroundings and the people to be bothered by the silence.  It was as if she'd been transported to another world.  She knew the other two didn't see it like that as they wanted to get back to their life as soon as possible but, Anneliese was in no rush.  

"Let's see. I spy with my little eye..." she looked around, and her eyes found themselves on a light post. "Something big and made of metal."

-

"I think we may take some time to get there..." he thought at least, maybe they could get there faster than he thinks, would be nice if he could use his super speed, but how would he take both of them with him? If there was one, would be easier, but two was a little harder. "Is it big?" he asked, he was terrible, at games like that, but he would at least give it a try, wouldn't harm.

-

"Uh..." Tara looked around, wondering what she was supposed to say without sounding awkward. "She did say it was big, I guess, but how big... Wait, shoot, you can't answer that question. Uhhhhh... Is it that fence?" She pointed at a fence in the distance. It looked big and shiny.

-

Yeah."  She said in response to Aiden's question.  It was still coming up so the others had time to see it.  "It's metal, big, and big as in tall." She said, looking between the two of them. She used to play this game with her parents on the long rides home.  She smiled at Tara. "No, not the fence.  Think bigger."

-

Aidan made a face, trying to figure out what exactly she waa talking about, he looked around and couldn't see anything that was metal and tall, that is until he saw the light post, it was the only thing that seemed to fit on ber description. "Is it the light post?"

-

Tara nudged Anneliese's shoulder. "The fence is big! Just wide. And piecemeal." She crossed her arms stubbornly, and looked in the distance. Well, it seemed like they were at least moving, albeit slowly. Man, did transit need to improve. "Can I piggyback on lightpost?"

-

"I won? Wow, this is the first time ever that I win on this game" he let out a laugh, he was always the one that never guessed right. But that was okay, because he played to pass time when he was on a roadtrip. "Almost there, you guys are seein' that?" he pointed ahead. "It's right there, a fee more minutes and we're there, so don't worry"

-

"There has literally only been one point up for grabs, and one of the players didn't even get a chance to score," Tara argued, waving her hands around as if that would make her point stronger. "I'm seeing something, and that something is in the southeast. Does that look like a Stronghold or just a weird wall?"

-

Anneliese laughed at the two. mainly Tara. "I sure do hope that's the damn stronghold wall.  C'mon, let's go!"  And she took off running after it.  When she approached she saw two guards manning the front of the gate, and then several walking with bows on top of the wall.  She grinned up at them.

-

Aidan followed Anne, making sure that he wouldn't trigger his super speed, something that could happen sometimes when he ran. Once they got there he stopped, and saw the guards. "There were somethin' 'bout the guards, right? We have ta talk ta them, I remember somethin' like that"

-

The guards did not look extremely friendly to Tara. Good bonds did not just feed on intrigue. Chasing after her running partners and hoping the guards wouldn't shoot, she put in, "I took decent Charisma for some reason. Let me try."  They reached a couple of guards and she showed them what the writing like. The two mumbled back and forth for a minute, not telling the group anything. "Nazanchu, the City of Palaces? That's where we should go?" Tara found the use that they had to go all the way somewhere else without even seeing the stronghold annoying.

-

Anneliese shrugged, looking at Tara.  "So.... that's it? We don't even need to go inside and talk to anyone?"  If that was it then she was more than happy to turn around and head out.  The strong hod was cool, yes, but this quest was going to be long.  Anneliese could always come back anyways.

-

"No, we don't need ta go inside, we just had ta talk ta the guards, and ask them 'bout it" he was glad it was that easy, at least for now, but he feels like it may get harder. "That's what he said" he wasn't entirely sure where that was though "It's probably where we have ta go next, you guys know how ta get there?" he doesn't think the guards would lie about it

-

Tara shrugged at the guards and nodded at Aidan. "Think you can help?" The guards mumbled back and forth again before presenting a short set of directions to the group. "Thanks!" Waving the sheet at Anneliese, Tara asked, "Want to continue as navigator?"

-

Anneliese nodded at Aiden to show she heard what he said, then took the directions from Tara. "My pleasure."  She smiled. "As long as you guys look out for me and make sure I don't walk off a cliff while viewing the directions."  

She looked over the sheet.  "Well, it actually doesn't look too far.  So that's good news! We need to head..." she look around for the small house that was close to them and in the same direction as their next check point.  She found it to the right and pointed. "That way."

-

"Don't worry, we have your back" he assured her with a small smile, he definitely would not be able to do a good job as navigator, would be terrible at it. So he was glad that she offered herself to be the navigator. "Oh, good, I'm glad that it's not far away, means we will be there soon" he smiled, it seemed to be a long quest, but at least they were doing it fast. "Alright" he said, before following the ladies, walking by their side.

-

"I literally have your back now," Tara said jokingly, palming Anneliese's back as they walked forward. "So you can look down instead of walking into a tree. Trees are ride enough when you don't crash into them. We've got you."

-

"Thanks babes." Anneliese smiled warmly at the both of them before looking back at the directions.  "So after we pass this house, there's going to be some sort of a rock face and then we need to make a slight left and walk along the rock face or the wall or whatever you want to call it."

-

"No problem" he smiled at her as he kept walking, his eyes looking around, just in case a monster end up showing up and they need to fight against it. "So it really isn't that far away, we will be there in a few minutes, that's good" he smiled, he wasn't showing, but he was actually really nervous.

-

"I'm pleasantly surprised that we haven't been ambushed by anything yet. Maybe we're just really intimidating," Tara said after a moment, looking around for said rock face. "It is good that we'll be here soon. Oh hey, is that what we're looking for? It looks sort of... unaccomodating."

-

"I mean, a vampire with super strength, elf with supreme accuracy, and a witch that can control fire?  Sounds like I crew I wouldn't want to mess with."  She said.  Looking up, she stopped.  Anneliese's shoulders slumped.  The split against the rock face looked very unfriendly.  She sighed. Well, the place we have to go to is about a mile down that way.  It should be fine? Right? We have a lot of talents among us."

-

"Oh, yeah, we're very scary, look at us, no one would try anythin' against us" he let out a laugh, he was as scary as a puppy, and he also has to admit that the girls weren't scary either. Maybe they could be when people found out how powerful they were, but just by looks they aren't. "I wish I could use my super speed ta make us get there faster"

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"...Close enough," Tara mumbled, not sure how accurate she was supposed to be since she could not wield a bow and arrow. But it was fine. She tried to smile so as not to bring down the mood any. "Okay, well we can just inch across it. I know it's narrow. But I believe in us! And also this rocky face to not collapse and have us plummet to decidedly unglorious deaths. Ugh."

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Anneliese looked down at what they were supposed to cross. She made a face.  "Of you guys want to go first I think that might be best.  I mean, no need for me to be in front with the map since where we need to go is supposedly right at the other end.  I'll cover the back, in case any monsters pop up."

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"Alright, I can go first" he said before he started to walk, he was a little nervous, like anyone would be when they had to cross something like that. But he didn't mind going first. "Warn us if you see anythin' " he told Anne, so they knew there were mosnters trying to attack.

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Tara looked down just for a moment to see how far they were going to avoid falling. That was a mistake, and she had to keep herself from grabbing Aidan's shoulder from nerves. "This sucks," she mumbled, hugging the wall as she started to inch along. "When we're at our destination, please humor me and pat my head or something reassuring."