#COINQUINATVS. ( paul. )

[kxllerblond]

[ from Paul~ ] ♡

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●●●●● | ATTRACTION

●●●●● | AFFECTION

●●●●● | INTEREST

●●●●○ | LOYALTY

●●●●○ | TRUST

LOW | ●●●●● | HIGH

[goliathfcrged]

@coinquinatvs / paul.

❝ It eats at you, doesn't it? All the time on your hands.. there's nothin' worse than waitin'. ❞ She had the look; he could always recognize fellow military, whether retired ( by choice, or by force ) or still active, easily.❝ — I don't handle it especially well, myself. ❞

Her head tilts, turning towards the sound of the voice that seemed closer, louder than the others in the bar. There's a moment of consideration, a very slight, uncomfortable shift of hips against the barstool. She didn't like the fact he'd caught her off guard, and she hadn't been exactly prepared for conversation, but she supposed company wasn't the worst thing in the world, in the mood she was in. "Yeah.... I'm -- not a fan of sitting still, all that much," she admitted. Especially being as she didn't know what the fuck she was supposed to do with herself now. At least Avasarala had somehow managed to coerce command to ship her suit to her. That would be something, when it arrived. "On leave?"

[lifefcrged]

STARTER. / @coinquinatvs paul & merc! Mikkah

"What you do on your own time, so long as it does not interfere with your obligations to me and mine is your business." This is said as she drops a bag containing a rather elite selection of his poisons of choice and a bundle of cash onto the table between them. "But while you are on my dime, your time is mine and I expect you to be able to protect my life and my reputation without a moment of hesitation. There is no room for mistakes, and there will be no second chances, is that understood?"

[coeursainte]

                   lips twisted downward as aching fingers tugged wire tighter, securing chainlink to posts she’d spent most of the day driving into the earth.   the previous fence, not dissimilar to the one she now constructed, had rusted through, the old wooden posts equally rotten… and had failed spectacularly to a hungry deer.   

                   it simply couldn’t wait. those were words her stepmother never wished to hear, but she had hated the amount it drained from her pocketbook far more.   brows furrowed tightly against the words still ringing within her ears, fury and blame and things which tore into her heart even as she built as high a wall as she dared.

                   perhaps she would have mulled deeper, dragged into thought’s cold depths, but for the soft crunch of tires against gravel, a leap of everything in her chest in remembrance.   the whish of passing cars, the rumble of trucks and higher powered engines, were practically background noise, but that… that was different.

                   especially when the radishes required restocking.

                   a harried glance about found the basket in but a moment, ella snatching it from its perch as she whirled to the road, bare feet pounding against the grass as worries swirl.   if her stepmother grew curious, and the visitor left without anything with something empty, she might receive more than an earful.    ( please take something… and pay for it. )   certainly, lack of the latter would be the only thing worse.

                   only as she slowed down to take the walled corner at a reasonable pace did she register what a sight she must be, mud stained clothes and heavy work gloves, but she composed herself as best she could.     ❝  my deepest apologies…  ❞    she almost stopped short at the sight of the man standing there, but instead kept moving to pull out the empty basket and slip in the overflowing one, words lilting off her tongue fueling by nerves as much as necessity.     ❝  until i heard you stop, i utterly forgot about these.   please don’t let me keep you… ❞

                   soft brown gaze darted over her shoulder as she flashed something of a brighter smile.     ❝  …unless you have any questions?  ❞

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ— @coinquinatvs 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒓

[factiousfcrged]

@coinquinatvs / paul sent a meme.

❝ Not for nothin', big guy, but the last time somebody stared me down like that? I got laid. ❞

Amos takes another drink from his beer. It's the fourth or fifth he's had since he sat down at the casino bar. There'd been a few before that. At best, he felt a smidge of warmth in his belly. A glance, to the rack that held the chips he'd won at the tables, and a look back to the man he'd been eyeing. "Care to make that record two for two?"

[draconigena440]

Vladimir was not surprised when he found the one he was looking for standing atop the preserved part of Hadrian's Wall that the former Roman fort turned estate was built into looking out at Bandon Hill, "I will never forget the day I was brought back here." He said as he joined his nephew and glanced down at the signet ring that bound him to this and other lands he and his brother used to rule on his hand. "I was thirteen years old, had pneumonia and going through withdrawal but I will never forget being drug up the sales platform that was erected right below us with two newborns in my arms."

If Paul took a good look at his immortal uncle he would easily be able to see the centuries etched across his normally timeless features, "Normally children are taken from their slave parents as soon as possible but I was so wild due to grief and pain I killed six Romans before they gave up trying to take my daughter and son away from me." He leaned against the equally ancient stones and let his hands clench for a moment with the rage he had long learned to sometimes just barely control.

"They were whipping me as your grandfather bid three times as much as one would pay for three healthy adults as our mother screamed when recognition came over her, our sister, and our uncle. "Myrddin had to hide his face but thank the Gods he was there that day…"

[kxllerblond]

@coinquinatvs / sc

❝ You look a little tired... ❞ Clark was typically a firm believer of keeping that to himself. No one liked being told they looked tired. Still, he wasn't exactly sure how else to breach the topic.

❝ You been running yourself ragged lately or what? ❞

[rubiesintherough]

[ Paul, for the Firebirb bae~ ] ❝ Y'know, you really do have a bad habit of saying things that are like pouring kerosene on a raging fire.. ❞

@coinquinatvs

Aedus had to appreciate the pointed irony in that, even if the observation did sting... because it was, to his chagrin, so painfully accurate. And he couldn't come up with any defense for himself. Paul was right. He did have a way of sticking his ancient nose into things that certainly didn't concern him. And a tendency to irritate those most powerful around him. " Consider it a character flaw I've been... working on. " For the past few centuries, mind you. With limited success.

[entreldolorylanada]

@coinquinatvs​ asked:

[ Paul, for Roque~ ] ❝ It's fine, ❞ he'd crawled into the tub atop multiple layers of ice, and had dumped three or four more ontop of himself after he'd gotten situated, and now Roque was staring at him wide-eyed - his confusion and concern glaringly apparent. ❝ I'm fine, just sore. Nothing's wrong. ❞ It wasn't a total lie.. but it wasn't the complete truth either.

“Paul... Can I do something?“ He’s never seen him like this and had no idea what to do, and the feeling of helplessness and uselessness was quickly becoming overwhelming. Of course, something was wrong, but Paul never really talked about his problems, and he never knew the right questions. He kept standing there awkwardly for another half a minute, then walked to the kitchen and came back with the chair. He put it next to the bathtub and sat down. Pale fingers took one of the ice pieces. It was cold, and the water immediately started dripping from his hand. If it was him, he would’ve probably already jumped out and run away looking for a thick and warm blanket. Roque didn’t like cold and he didn’t like the cold water especially. He dropped the icicle back, and immediately it was replaced by a little rubber duck. He made it just to make at least something and put it on top of all the ice covering Paul’s body. “Ducky and I will stay here... okay?“

[striigon]

"YES." HIS ANSWER'S flat, like it should be obvious. He turns the cigarette in his fingers as he exhales a cloud of smoke, tapping some ash away before bringing it back to his lips. "Then I am not disappointed when someone runs off with my lighter, hm?"

HE ROLLS HIS shoulders and properly turns his attention to the other, gaze drifting up and down like he's sizing him up. It's not hostile; vaguely curious, if anything. "But perhaps this is unfair to you, so, apologies. But I am light."

❛ Jesus, ❜ he didn't respond immediately. He chose instead to focus on taking a few quick draws from his cigarette to ensure it would burn properly before picking his head back up. ( Next time he stepped out of his hotel, he'd make good and damn sure he had, at the very least, a book of matches in multiple pockets. )

❝ — So, you just kinda.. go around expecting the worst at all times then? ❞ Not so much an accusation as a genuine question.. though Paul knew he'd no room to talk. He was forever stuck in survival mode, but he was a hell of a lot better at not showing his hand than his begrudging ( he supposed ) companion.

[vuulpecula]

"There's a bet going regarding you, did you know that?" Fox barely looked up from the glass she was drying, though she was smiling. "Some people in the back have got quite an interest in you, they can't quite figure you out." Setting down the now dried glass, she raised her face to look at him thoughtfully. "So far, the guesses are that you a soldier, a cop or a spy, a politician's assistant, or a man lying to his partner about his whereabouts. Not the kindest assumption, but I don't think any of them are right."

@coinquinatvs ❤'d for a teeny tiny starter. [ for paul ! ]

[maidencfdeath]

@coinquinatvs (for paul) [ sc! ]

"Are you saying you care about me?" It was meant to be teasing and lighthearted, but what comes out sounds much more vulnerable than she likes. Her smile falls and she lowers her gaze, suddenly embarrassed. “I mean…we’re friends, yeah?”

[wanderingguest]

+ @coinquinatvs for : Paul

"I mean, just how disrespectful are we talking, here? Because, I don't know if you know this about me yet, but I can be really disrespectful. In ways you can't even begin to imagine."

[jigsawfcrged]

"When you're right, you're right, my friend," Diana surmised with a tired smile, letting her weight crumple into a haphazard pile of limbs at one corner of the couch, letting the pizza box flop open in between them. It held the remains of two different pizzas from one ... two days before; a meat lovers and a supreme. She grabbed the first slice that was within reach, chomping on a bite and downing it with a long gulp from her water bottle. "Please, help me out or I will regret all my life choices tomorrow when I realize I've eaten all of this."

OPEN STARTER. ( dee [diana] gordon. )

"I don't even care that my almost a doctor brain is telling me me the cold leftover pizza is bad for me -- my feral gremlin brain absolutely wins at three in the morning after an eighteen hour shift."

[factiousfcrged]

Drafts:

0/2. riverguides. (pcu.)

0/1. somebadguys - wren. (pcu. )

0/2. aeternals - halston.

0/1. valiantsword. (pcu.)

0/1. defenderofthespear.

0/1. wanderingguest - anna.

0/1. aeternals - desi.

0/1. aeternals / astrakofe.

Memes tbc:

0/2. aeternals - halston.

0/1. aeternals - desi.

0/1. astrakofe.

0/1. galaxye - holden.

0/1. rubiesintherough - mahia.

Starters:

0/?. wanderingguest.

0/?. intcthatgoodnight.

0/1. draconisa.

0/1. coinquinatvs - miller.

0/1. coinquinatvs - paul.

0/1. losinmortalesperdidos - el aro.

[goliathfcrged]

Drafts:

0/1. wolfisheart.

Memes tbc.:

0/1. galaxye - holden.

0/1. aeternals - halston.

Starters:

0/?. wanderingguest.

0/?. intcthatgoodnight.

0/1. coinquinatvs - paul.