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cvptainhydra :

☠ ⟶          ❛are you always this much of a god damn asshole or am i just getting special privileges?❜ the raising of the crossbow had only been in jest but apparently the male that opposed was a complete sour-puss, whiskey unable to cease the grimace of disdain that formed over slightly fuzzed features as he lowered his weapon. offense was taken in spades from the insults thrown in his direction, finding them truly undeserved considering he was only trying to save people’s lives, away from the monsters & ghouls that threatened to tear them apart. apparently though - the other male was an utter disbeliever when it came to the paranormal, more fool him, whiskey guessed. ❛anyway - i’m not some crazy bastard, dick, i’m a fucking hunter. but please - don’t stick around! you’re the one that got in my damn way in the first place, so go on, scoot.❜

                 ❝whatever, man, have fun with your fucking demon bitches. ❞ rolling his eyes and turning on his heel, declan then began to walk away from the opposing male, shaking his head as he done so since he still couldn't believe this had all just happened. first he almost had a damn arrow between the eyes, and then he had to deal with said person telling him about a fucking demon -- he wasn't nearly drunk enough to have a full blown conversation about this, the only logical thing to do in his mind was to just leave and to get away from the unknown entirely.

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cvptainhydra :

☠ ⟶          ❛right. classic atheist attitude. i’m not usually one to shit on someone’s beliefs but when some demonic bastard wants to crawl up your asshole? then i have to kinda make exceptions.❜ shrugging lightly, whiskey could only offer out a small glare towards the other for his apparent lack of FAITH ( well, whatever faith there was that could make ghosts & ghouls that stalked the night believable, this wasn’t your typical angel & demon church fairy-tale ). maybe another jolt to the system would suffice, maybe it was the blonde being a total prick in action that wanted to have some FUN, crossbow then raised purposefully towards opposing profile, smirk adorning fuzzed features as one syllable spilled.

                      ❛—- BANG.❜  

                   declan was growing more and more irritated in the others presence as the moments dragged on, glare still sent in his direction even as he spoke of how apparently some demon would come back to bite him on the ass -- but there was no way that would happen, and he certainly wouldn't need the unknowns help. ( at least that was what he told himself ) growl became audible in evident annoyance, head shaking since he honestly wondered why the HELL he was even still here; why was he still even talking to this guy when he was only serving to piss him off with every second that passed? ❛whatever, man, if you wanna be out here acting like some damn crazy bastard then you do you -- but i'm not sticking around for you to try and tell me i got a demon to watch out for.❜

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☠ ⟶          ❛jumpy? jumpy?!❜ there’s a thread of offense that channels throughout heated veins, the brooklyn-born clenching digits against his crossbow in the honest desire to use it, especially against the asshole profile that opposed. the mere fact it had been an ACCIDENT, only for whiskey to apparently have his actions deemed dramatic? it was infuriating, jaw muscles clenching as unsavory words spilled from gritted teeth. ❛you know what i hope for? some demonic bitch to come into your bed tonight & scare the shit out of you. & then i’ll be there to one - save your ass & two - to tell you to stop being so damn jumpy! —- douchebag.❜

                   ❛i literally said ONE word and you flipped out and nearly shot me in the goddamn face, so yeah, i think you might be a little too fucking jumpy! no demonic bitch is coming anywhere near me, and you certainly ain't gonna need to save me from anything either.❜ glare was still evident against his profile, declan unable to deny the anger that was still coursing wildly throughout his veins since the fact that he had been almost shot in the damn face was very much still at the forefront of his mind. this was hardly what he had expected to happen upon venturing out of the house today, no one ever expected a near miss from an arrow to the face, but it certainly made his day a lot more goddamn eventful.

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cvptainhydra :

☠ ⟶          ❛well – kinda. most of the time, the only voice in my head is my pops & —-❜ steve stops himself, he ceases that conversation quickly; partly due to the fact he wasn’t about to deliver his life-story in one quick swoop of syllables & the opposed male? probably didn’t even care, not when clearly he had his own problems, something that the blonde was content to listen to if it was needed. & of course, it served as another fruitful distraction. ❛you ever try painting, mister? it’s very relaxing.❜

                     ❛your pops? same for me, really...❜ lifting a careless shrug up against his shoulders, declan allowed his sights to gaze down towards his fingers now fidgeting in his lap, not wanting to bore the other with his problems when they weren't even THAT important -- he should be over it all by now, not ranting to a stranger. shaking his head towards his own thoughts ( and towards the youngers question ), he eventually let his sights trail back up towards the blonde, never having thought that painting would be something that could help take his mind off things. ❛i can't say i have, no -- does it really help? pretty sure i'll try anything now.❜

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                     he hadn't been expecting the stranger to suddenly reply back to him, he had been speaking more to himself than anything, ( he done that a whole lot more than he cared to admit these days ) but he wasn't going to be RUDE and ignore him. ❛distractions don't really work much for me anymore, it's either that or i'm not distracting myself very well.❜ blunt chuckle escaped his lips, head shaking before hand raised to rub against the back of his neck, sights eventually turning to face the younger next to him. ❛----you get them too?❜

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cvptainhydra :

☠ ⟶          ❛actually didn’t call you ugly, per say, so i’m glad you had that moment of ranting. my eardrums may be bleeding! but i’m glad you managed to get that all out —-❜ probably not best to be a complete asshole when whiskey had nearly killed a man, but the attitude that dripped from the unknown like acidic poison? it wasn’t welcomed in the slightest, not when the hunter being on edge was something that was needed but an accident none-the-less. letting crossbow become attached over his shoulder, muscular arms fold themselves against broad chest, jaw muscles slightly clenching into concrete in viewing the opposed as someone to dislike. ❛maybe don’t fucking sneak up behind someone holding a damn crossbow next time, huh? asshole.❜

                     ❛i was hardly sneaky about it, you're just clearly too fucking jumpy.❜ glare was still sent in opposing direction, declan still trying to comprehend what the hell had just happened as he eventually moved from where he had been standing, honestly fucking afraid to stand even slightly close to this guy anymore after he had JUST missed shooting him in the face. ❛------you almost take my goddamn face off and I'M the asshole? oh yeah, makes sense.❜

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                      ❛----i'm a little caught up in the whole JUST missing my death situation to fully hear what you just said, but if you called me ugly then AND you almost shot me in the fucking face, then i think we can both agree you have problems related to your goddamn eyesight, huh?❜ all he could do was stare towards the unknown with both eyebrows raised in SHOCK, still trying to comprehend what the hell had just happened ( and honestly, if he was dreaming or not ), frame not having moved even slightly from where he stood since he felt almost frozen in one spot.

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☠ ⟶    ❛jesus FUCK. almost shot you in the face, dumbass!❜ whiskey was on edge, way more than the regular patron considering he was on the the hunt, crossbow lowered in order to furrow brows towards the other male. ❛lucky i know you ain’t one of them, less ugly for starters.❜

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cvptainhydra :

☠ ⟶     ❛—- no? i don’t think i EVER have. ❜

                           ❛wait...you've NEVER had sex? ---- you're kidding me, right?❜

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cvptainhydra :

☠ ⟶     ❛—- NO? why on earth would i think that? i know relationships are beneath me, declan, despite losing my fucking memory.❜

                            ❛alright, forget about the whole relationship deal then, no strings attached or whatever -- you still have sex, right?❜

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cvptainhydra :

☠ ⟶     ❛i don’t do boyfriends.❜

                            ❛RIGHT. i used to think like that too, sometimes i still do -- but that doesn't mean i haven't THOUGHT about relationships; you're telling me you haven't?❜

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                            ❛----why not? don't you ever think about giving them a TRY?❜

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liongvard :

🐾 ⟶     ❛—- as long as you don’t touch mine, homeslice, we’ll be GOOOOOOD.❜

                            ❛do you USUALLY bring out weird nicknames when you've had too much to drink? i've gone from homie to homeslice -- we'll just skip over DAD.❜

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liongvard:

🐾 ⟶     ❛dad, gawd. you’re so EMBARRASSING; just let a boy drink!❜

❛---------DAD? oh god, now i need a damn drink.❜

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liongvard:

🐾 ⟶     ❛hey. stop killing my VIBE, homie.❜

❛did you just call me HOMIE? -------- i think you've definitely had one too many, gonna be cutting your vibe off real soon.❜

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❛------you enjoying that, huh? sure you haven't had too much?❜

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cvptainhydra:

卐 ⟶    there is instant knowing that declan is lying, not only was it                written plainly over opposing features but the letters against                the flooring plus the utterly LAME excuse that fell into the open?                the asset had every inclination to state that dishonesty was                apparent in the atmosphere. mouth was kept shut however,                oceanic optics glancing curiously towards the paperwork                upon the ground before a soft hum vibrated within the back                of his throat; should he even QUESTION it? did he have the                right? his normal self would have demanded answers even                if it was none of his business, but frazzled mind could only                wonder if he would be crossing lines by asking. so — he                doesn’t despite the stern look upon features & furrowed                brows providing the judgement clear as he stared intently                towards the other male.

               ❛why would you drink coffee before sleep? seems counter-                 productive, hm?❜

❛it was a pretty stupid thing to do, i know that now that i can't s-sleep because of it...❜

and the lies continued to flow into the atmosphere, almost feeling ashamed to utter out the real reasoning as to why he was awake. did he really want people to know that his parents were murderers in prison for the rest of their pathetic existence? did he want them to know that they had cost him the rest of his life and even now, still gave him incredibly life-like nightmares that terrified him? and out of all people to become a disappointment to, the asset within his room was NOT someone he wanted to let down in that way, he felt like he had to be strong around him since he was an incredibly strong person in himself, even if he had been slightly frazzled and out of it as of late -- but that didn't mean declan didn't know how strong he was. shaken sigh escaped his lips, brows orbs gazing down towards the letters upon the floor, his heart suddenly racing once again since he knew that if the captain decided to become curious enough to read one, he'd know everything, he'd know the coffee was a lie, he'd know about his parents and he'd know how pathetic he was for still getting SCARED about it, but he didn't have the energy to move them away.

❛did, i uh, did i wake you? i-i didn't mean to, i'm sorry...❜

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hearing the sudden voice made him jump, frame instantly rising up from his bed to sit upright with a gasp becoming audible, now evidently on his guard after having read through the letters sent from his parents bound within prison -- perhaps reading them at four in the morning after being woke up by a horrifying night- mare about them wasn't the BEST idea declan had ever had in his life, but curiosity killed the cat; even if he was afraid he would quite literally be the cat in this scenario. raising a hand to push darkened locks away from his face, the younger quickly shook his head in response to what the opposing male had asked, not really wanting to express what had TRULY happened despite the fact that letters were now scattered upon the flooring of his room, pretty much a dead giveaway that this was more than just a case of not being able to get any sleep ---- but he used to be a lawyer, he could lie and get away with it, R I G H T?

❛uh, n-no. must've been the coffee i drank before going to bed, pretty d-dumbass decision, ha...❜

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卐 ⟶     oceanic optics still open & alert at four in the morning wasn’t                 abnormal for the solider, insomnia & the need to be vigilant                 still carrying themselves over as permanent traits even within                 his amnesia-ridden state of being; yet - that didn’t mean he                 expected the sudden CRASH that came from declan’s room,                 frame that had been nestled upon the couch as a place of                 residence until he figured something out scurrying upwards                 in frantic motion. why? perhaps it was a sense of protective-                 ness that the hydra-made wasn’t aware he needed to keep                 suppressed, maybe it was internal concern and instinct that                 he could be the one under attack, yet as physique hovered                 by the other man’s doorway, oceanic hues glancing curiously                 over the mess upon flooring, gut told him there was a STORY                 here that was far away from the previous worries his mind                 had frazzled over.

                ❛—- can’t sleep?❜