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"Fuck yeah, he is! God that man can cook. I swear I’ve put on a few pounds from dating him, probably gonna get even worse once we move in together." Markus chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. "We’re kinda looking for a place right now."

"So who the fuck are you?" The Spy swung down right in front of the Scout's face, hanging from the rafters, his curls a mess.

He backed up a little out of surprise. Damn, those spies had a way of sneaking up on you. Well, it was their job, but still. He spat out, “Scout! Er, well ya knew that…I mean Asher.”

His mouth moved a lot faster than his brain most of the time.

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"Yeah, I get that feel. Been on a stupid on and off mission for like a week." The New Yorker huffed, sticking his hands into his pockets. "But I'm glad Robert's making new friends and stuff. That's why we transferred in the first place. Fresh start, new people, all that jazz."

"So who the fuck are you?" The Spy swung down right in front of the Scout's face, hanging from the rafters, his curls a mess.

He backed up a little out of surprise. Damn, those spies had a way of sneaking up on you. Well, it was their job, but still. He spat out, “Scout! Er, well ya knew that…I mean Asher.”

His mouth moved a lot faster than his brain most of the time.

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"Asher huh? I've noticed you and Robert hanging out and stuff lately, name's Markus." He jumped down from the rafters, running his fingers through his hair and grinning. "I'm Robert's boyfriend."

"So who the fuck are you?" The Spy swung down right in front of the Scout's face, hanging from the rafters, his curls a mess.

He backed up a little out of surprise. Damn, those spies had a way of sneaking up on you. Well, it was their job, but still. He spat out, “Scout! Er, well ya knew that…I mean Asher.”

His mouth moved a lot faster than his brain most of the time.

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"Mocha, you can't.. Eh, whatever." Markus shrugged, heading inside and letting the little bot follow him. He got the bathroom key and did his business quickly and washed up before coming out again and almost bumping into Mocha. The spy chuckled, patting the little sentry again before getting some jerky and a bag of chips.

"Hey Texas, catch!" Markus tossed Robert the bag of jerky as he got close, grinning as he did.

"Yeah sure, get me some jerky or somethin’…" He was stooped over his map, trying to figure out the various locations. Hale didn’t do a very good job of map making, that’s for sure.

Mocha beeped and rolled towards the store, not caring if it’d be funny for a tiny little robot to be inside such an establishment or not.

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"Hey that's alright. We'll figure it out and get another map once we get further. Can't be too hard to find, yeah?" Markus chuckled, looking over the map. "We'll get a little hotel somewhere when it starts to get dark, get some shut-eye and start fresh in the morning." Markus patted Mocha with a smile.

"Hey, I'm gonna hit the head inside. You want me to get any snacks or anything?"

Robert set the little bot on the ground, allowing it to roll around the truck for a few minutes while he sprawled a map out on the hood of his truck. The sentry immediately went to Markus, beeping excitedly, even rubbing it’s little muzzle against the Spy’s leg.

"We might wanna take a rest. See we got a ways before we’re outta tha desert. Harvest ain’t in this territory. We gotta go towards Thunder Mountain. Not directly into it. But in that direction… I think. This is only a Badlands map. Didn’t reckon I needed one for the other areas…" He blushed at his stupidity in this situation.

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What's my reputation? What do you think when you see my URL?

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How do you feel about this weather we are having? ((Hello, sorry I am bad at proper starters.))

"Dude, if it gets any colder, my damn leg's gonna fall off." Markus grimaced, rubbing his thigh. "Damn old injury. Sorry. Don't think we've met?"

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(It's always so weird when you don't always get notifications for new followers and you go and check your followers later at some point (like right now I just noticed the number went up) and you find new people in your followers and it's like "Tumblr didn't tell me about you, friend. How long have you been here??")

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Ask my character "How do you feel about ______?" Can be an idea, person(s), place, or thing, and they'll have to answer honestly.

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"I adore you." He blushed, "Also, I like when you smile." - gunslingin-mechanic

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"Aw, babe." Markus's cheeks tinted pink as well, the words pulling a warm smile to his lips. Sweetness wasn't anything new to them, but random statements of love were definitely enough to make him grin and blush like a fool. "I love seeing you smile too, Texas. And I mean.. it's not like it isn't obvious you mean the fucking world to me."

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calming starter sentences

"Its okay, I'm here."

"I'm not going to leave you."

"Everything is okay."

"I'm going to protect you."

"I believe in you."

"Hear my heartbeat? Just focus on that."

"You'll be alright, no one can hurt you now."

"You're not going to lose me."

"I love you."

"I'll stay right here, okay?"

"Just breathe."

"I'm okay, you're okay, we're okay."

"You're everything to me."

"I don't care what they think, to me, you are perfect."

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"You don't have to be alone."

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"I adore you."

“You are adorable.”

“I’ll protect you with my life.”

“I wish you would notice me and maybe develop feelings for me.”

“A storm is coming.”

“You are cute but we’re not going to be a thing.”

“Can I kiss you?”

“Give me a sign!”

“I want to be your friend.”

“I need you.”

“I hate you!”

“Get over it.”

“That was rude.”

“I’m trying to flirt with you, okay?”

“You are my enemy.”

“I like when you smile.”

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Markus pulled up behind, his curly hair mussed from having the top down, the Spy grinning as he parked and got out, stretching his legs.

"Well, I haven't been seeing anything flapping around or nothing." Markus peered in the front window of the truck, waving at Mocha before walking over to his boyfriend. He'd been watching the truck from behind pretty carefully. "So yeah, it looks like it's tied down pretty well from what I can tell."

The New Yorker scratched at the back of his neck. "You think we can make it in one trip or are we gonna stop for the night somewhere?"

Robert followed suit, getting in his truck but pulling in front of the Spy. He motioned that he was ready and started his way down the road. Mocha was thrilled with the fact that it could sit up front.

He drove a long ways with Markus in behind before finally pulling into a rest stop. Having so much stuff in his flatbed made him need to check it every little while so now was as good as time as any to do it.

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"G'Morning. I guess."

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(Guys, I've had a long and kinda shitty day.. anyone up for something easy and comfortable RP wise? Please?)

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(You know what's frustrating? Trying to find a good Brooklyn accent voiceclaim that fits Markus's age. Most of the actors I find are either too low or too high in pitch, or the accent is too exaggerated for how Markus talks. *sighs*)