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                                                                 “ You could do anything,                                                                            if only you dared. ”

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               Give me  ｒｅａｌ  men to fight.                 ———— Then maybe I’ll bother  T R Y I N G.

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emilie & hailie.

spies are forever verse. 1963-1970

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sirius.

                            Again,  a laugh.  He knows that she’s not trying to be funny,  but Sirius can’t help but feel  AMUSED  at how feisty she seems right now.    ❛ I’ll try  &  catch as many as I can,  then. ❜    his reply is followed by a wink  –  not a  “flirty”  one,  but a genuinely entertained one.  He probably comes off as too cocky ❪&  kind of  disrespectful,  since the reason why she has put Snape in his place❫,  but he can’t help his reaction.    ❛ Well,  that is if my friends  &  I won’t be already  BUSY  on our own.  You never know when it’s time for  marauding. ❜

                 ❝ Right--- almost forgot that you’re part of Potter’s little BOY BAND. ❞ If her eyes could roll any harder they might fall out of her skull. Color her entirely unimpressed by their antics and pranks. It’s got nothing to due with the skills they must possess to carry them out, it’s the arrogance of spoiled rotten rich boys (like POTTER & BLACK) that make her feel more nauseous than admiring of their stunts. What sort of group names themselves the marauders---? Pretentious prats of the highest degree. If she pulled half the shit that they did and was caught she would be liable to be expelled--- and that’s not to say that she doesn’t, she just doesn’t get caught for it--- because she has neither the bloodlines nor the money to throw around to get out of it. ❝ Guess I shouldn’t be surprised that you all cling together. It’s got to take teamwork to get your heads so far up each other’s asses. ❞

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???.

        ❛  it’s not like it matters. i don’t really believe in good — some screwed up puritanical ideal of what we all should be, what we should do, usually to appease some big guy up there. i’d much rather be… whatever i want to be. more fun that way. ❜

                     ❝ I’ve got better things to do with my life than try to appease someone’s imaginary sky daddy. Trying to be good never did shit for me anyways, doing things my way at least gets results--- as long as things get done and nobody gets hurt too bad i don’t see why good or bad should factor in at all. ❞

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lowkey starter call?

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Ten Women I Have Been Warned Against Becoming: 1. The Girl Who Takes Up Too Much Space, always, her shoulders too wide in stairwells, her hips too big in doorways, her voice too loud in classes. This woman does not understand the art of crumbling, of curling herself tight like the spiral of a fern, soft, delicate, unwilling to reach out the ivy of her fingers to grasp onto what should rightfully be hers. This is a beast, an elephant, a moving mountain and she is capable of flattening you, she is capable of ruining you, she is capable of making you feel as small and insignificant in her life as she is supposed to be. You are this woman’s footnote to history, you are her side note in song lyrics, you are constantly interrupted by her with a witty joke you wish you thought of. I asked what the problem was with being a steamroller instead of a sunflower and I was laughed down. 2. The Beautiful One, the long hair or the slim waist or the pretty eyes or the lips like bowstrings. This woman looks good in everything because she’s confident in whatever you put her in. She’ll cut her hair short on you no matter how you like it, she’ll wear high heels and step on your opinions, she’ll look hot as hell no matter what size she is. See, the reason you can’t trust her is because women like this don’t need your permission, they’ll do as they please and get away with it. They’ll say no to you, over and over. Teach your daughters that beautiful means dangerous, teach them to distrust women who love themselves. Equate beautiful with vapid, equate pretty with stupid, take their power from them. Say they’re vain for their makeup, refuse to see them without it. These women are snakes, they are serpents. I said maybe the problem lies with you being unable to control yourself and was told to get off my pedestal. 3. A Bitch. Women are supposed to be ladies in the street but will tear skin under sheets. I’m told: Never raise your voice. Speak gently. Submit. Hold your opinion against your lips and when you admit to it, make sure it comes out as a butterfly wing suggestion. Don’t disagree. Don’t undermine someone else’s authority, regardless of whether or not they deserve your respect. Someone touches you, just move away from them. Don’t hit. Don’t talk back. Be like the ruins of Rome, only beautiful if you can’t hear your quiet death. 4. The Needy One. I have heard how others spit when they talk about how she gave you everything and you shoved it back down her throat until she choked on it, until she came back crawling and asked you what she did, until her palms and knees were scraped for want of just a little affection - never be this woman, I’m told, because she’s a joke and the joke is that she dared to have more emotion than you did. The truth is, I’m told, the one who cares less in a partnership is the one who wins. I didn’t know this was a competition. 5. The Cock Tease, certified stripper, how dare that girl look like that and not want me to sleep with her. Lust is always personified as a lady in red with a dress slit up her thigh. Lust is sinful because it’s power, it’s not asking for attention - it’s demanding it. I’m told she is the worst kind of woman, that looking good is supposed to be some kind of shame on her kin. I’m told not to leave the house in such a short skirt, not with a shirt so low, not with a lace back, not with high heels, not dressed like that. My lipstick can’t be too red, my hair can’t be too mussed, I can’t just “turn someone on like that and then leave them wanting.” I mentioned that instant gratification actually ruins our psyche and was told that being led on was “exhausting.” I said that there was a difference between purposefully tricking someone into liking you and just being attractive or friendly. I was told there’s also a difference between coffee and tea but both result in caffeine. I said, “I’ve been turned on in class by the girls I talk to but I didn’t expect anything from them,” and they said, “It’s different, you’re not a man,” but couldn’t explain where that difference was. 6. A Slut, obviously ruined by another person’s touch. It doesn’t matter how many people she’s actually been with, it’s all about the rumors she carries with her. Easy. Harlot. You’ll still try to get with her, you’ll still take her into your bed and kiss her and say things you don’t mean - but you’ll defame her name when you talk to your buddies. My father used to say “A slut is fine for the night, but the virgin is who you take home and marry.” Maybe he didn’t know he was teaching his daughter to hate her sexuality. Maybe he didn’t know that every time she’d be kissed, her whole system would shake until she felt ready to combust, shame and self-hatred shivering against her spine. Maybe he didn’t know she’d disconnect emotions and sex because he always told her, “Boys are different, they won’t care about you.” Nobody said to her that it was okay to experiment. See, the funny thing is, I’m a dancer so I know exactly where my center of gravity is. I know how hard I’ll fall in each direction. Yet out of fear of getting hurt, I won’t let a single person inside of my bed. 7. The Soulmate. Never love romance more than you love being cynical. Never show weakness, never like pink, never think maybe you might find someone nice and settle down with them. Someone will find you, I was told, And if you’re lucky, he’ll put up with you when you start getting old. Never be the woman who believes in happily ever after, never be dumb enough to think maybe someone could love you after all of your mistakes. It has nothing to do with whether or not a family is important to you and you’re in a good place where a relationship would make your life better - you’re not a princess. You don’t get married, you settle. 8. The Girl With Strength, who can outrun everyone and who is stronger than her boyfriend. “See the thing about boys,” says my daddy, “Is that you have to let them win.” I sat at home and read stories about Artemis and wanted to become the huntress, too. I wanted to howl at the moon, I wanted to slay the beasts that bested me, I wanted to rule my kingdom with bloody fists. But girls are never athletes, never supposed to be “built,” regardless of the fact civilizations were constructed on our spines and we made homes in war by the steel of our ribs. Never be strong. We are supposed to wilt. 9. The Lady CEO: because if you choose work over family, are you really a girl? How dare you fight your way to the top through every pair of eyes that bore through your blouse, through every meeting where you were hushed by the sound of someone else talking, through every time someone called you “sweetie,” how dare you yearn for something. Is your husband the stay-at-home one? I can’t imagine how that is going. He’s not a real man, after all. I don’t give it long before the divorce. How dare you decide you’re happy being single. Don’t you know you’re supposed to bear children. Where is your honor? Where is your wisdom? Who cares if you are the leader, the best suited for your position, the quickest-thinking, the one who makes the hardest clients come back again. Don’t you see? Across history, women have been terrible at success. They always lose their man in the end. (When I said, “I would rather be a famous author than a mediocre mother,” I was told, “No, don’t worry, you’ll be a fine mommy.”) 10. THE GIRL I AM: FIRECRACKER AND DON’T YOU FUCKING FORGET IT I’LL RIP YOU TO SHREDS AND I WON’T FUCKING REGRET IT I’M NOT YOUR PRETTY GIRL I’M NOT YOUR ANYTHING I’M PERFECT, MOTHERFUCKER, AND I’M NOT GOING TO GIVE UP WHAT I’M DOING. I DON’T WANT TO BE “LADYLIKE” THAT LITERALLY MEANS NOTHING I’M NOT GOING TO STOP STANDING UP AND DEMANDING WHAT’S COMING TO ME. I’M GONNA BE SOMEBODY. I’M GONNA MAKE THEM REMEMBER ME. I REFUSE TO BE OVERSHADOWED IN HISTORY. I DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU WERE TRYING TO CREATE BUT YOU MADE ME A DRAGON YOU PUT ME IN THE FIRE AND WHEN I STOPPED BURNING I LEARNED HOW TO GLOW DON’T THINK YOU CAN STOP ME YOU CAN’T TAME A TORNADO.

In respectful response to a poem tilted, “Ten men women have warned me against becoming.” /// r.i.d (via inkskinned)

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If you tell me to fight like a girl. I will. I will show no mercy and reign havoc on everything. I will rage and burn. After all, you asked for it. I fought like a girl.

as if “fight like a girl” was an insult (via allisonscott)

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❛ as long as you’re trying to be good, you can do whatever you want. ❜  //  SC;  @cwnway

                   ❝ Good varies from person to person. I highly doubt your good and my good align.  ❞

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"firefly" starter prompts

“Here’s how it is…”

“If you’ve got a job for us, we can do it. Don’t much care what it is.”

“We’re gonna die.”

“This landing may get interesting.”

“I remember talking the feds out of telling my father. Or… or paying the feds out of telling my father. I get fuzzy on the aspect…”

“The world was ours, you know?”

“I got stupid, the money was too good.”

“None of it means a damn thing.”

“I’m a big girl. Just tell me.”

“She understands. She doesn’t comprehend.”

“If I want a lot of medical jargon, I’ll talk to a doctor.”

“There were no feds… until I started singing.”

“I think I’ve been kidnapped.”

“Thank God you’re safe.”

“What are we gonna do, clone him?”

“They won’t be expecting it, ‘cause they ain’t insane.”

“If it moves, shoot it.”

“It’s okay to leave them to die.”

“No power in the ‘verse can stop me.”

“We’re still flying.”

“So… you guys have met.”

“You made me love you, and then you… I shaved off my beard for you, devil woman!”

“That’s not much.”

“Curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal!”

“We have done the impossible, and that makes us mighty.”

“Ha ha ha! Mine is an evil laugh!”

“If everything were right, we’d be in jail.”

“Something ain’t right.”

“Everything I have is right here.”

“We are just too pretty for God to let us die.”

“Why are you so fascinated by him?”

“Didn’t she shoot you once?”

“You’re gonna come with us.”

“I’m standing right here.”

“That man is psychotic!”

“Mercy is the mark of a great man. …Guess I’m just a good man. …Well, I’m alright.”

“You’ve only got to scare him.”

“I had the perfect crime lined up.”

“This is all your fault, you know.”

“I might as well become a petty thief like you!”

“Anyone remember her comin’ at me with a butcher’s knife?”

“Girl knows things. Things she shouldn’t. Things she couldn’t.”

“Well, as a rule, I say, girlfolk ain’t to be trusted.”

“I’m not going to live there. There’s no place for me there any more than there is for you.”

“I believe in something greater than myself. A better world. A world without sin.”

“I’m… trying to think of a way for you to be cruder. I just… it’s not coming.”

“She’s a liar.”

“Dear Buddha, please bring me a pony and a plastic rocket…”

“Pain is scary.”

“I don’t like the idea of someone hearin’ what I’m thinkin’.”

“She’s just a kid! And she just wants to be a… kid.”

“There’s… there’s nobody that can help me.”

“You ever been shot?”

“Nothing here is what it seems.”

“I don’t murder children.”

“I’m a monster. What I do is evil. I have no illusions about it, but it must be done.”

“I call it Vera.”

“He’s really very… gentle, and fuzzy. We’re becoming fast friends.”

“What am I, your advocate?”

“I need this man to tear all my clothes off.”

“How come you didn’t turn on me?”

“Relax. I’m not going for a gun or anything.”

“You oughta be shot. Or stabbed. Lose a leg.

"You and lipstick are a dangerous combination, if I recall.”

“I’m trying to put this as delicately as I can… How do I know you won’t kill me in my sleep?”

“Drunks are so cute.”

“You will burn in a very special level of Hell. The level reserved for child molesters and people that talk at the theater.”

“Also? I can kill you with my brain…”

“I’m your wife.”

“Remember. If anything happens to me or if you don’t hear from me within the hour, you take this ship and you come and you rescue me.”

“You understand, I’m sort of on the clock here, it’s frustrating. ”

“They make psychiatrists get psychoanalyzed before they can get certified, but they don’t make a surgeon get cut on. That seem right to you?”

“I can’t keep track of her when she's not incorporeally possessing a spaceship; don’t look at me.”

“If you’re being a gentleman, I may die of shock.”

“Ready to get off this heap, back to civilized life?”

“I don’t think you’d be safe.”

“If you die can I have your share?”

“I think you’re having a problem with your brain being missing.”

“You paid money for this? On purpose?”

"I was aiming for his head.”

“How did your brain even learn human speech? I’m just so curious.”

“Psychic, though? That sounds like something out of science fiction.”

“To hell with this, I’m gonna live!”

“We meant it for the best… to make people safer.”

“If you can’t do somethin’ smart… do somethin’ right.”

“Big damn heroes!”

“We’re not thieves… well, we are thieves, but the point is we’re not taking what’s his.”

“We’re robbing the place, not occupying it.”

“Goin’ on a year now I ain’t had nothin’ twixt my nethers weren’t run on batteries!”

“It’s a wonder you’re still alive.”

“Well, I appreciate your honesty. Not, you know, a lot, but…”

“I hate to bring up our imminent arrest during your crazy time, but we gotta go.”

“You must be loving this.”

“You willing to die for that belief?”

“You take care of me, [other character]. You’ve always taken care of me. My turn.”

“You won’t tell anyone about me breaking down.”

“Boy, sure would be nice if we had some grenades, don’t you think?!”

“You just may be the most gullible fool I ever marked.”

“Yep—it’s a cow fetus.”

“You are such a boob.”

“Scared her away again, did you?”

“My food is problematic.”

“I think it’s the sweetest hat ever.”

“What’d y'all order a dead guy for?”

“I didn’t know you were out there.”

“Stealth—you may have heard of it.”

“First rule of battle, little one… don’t ever let them know where you are.”

“A man walks down the street in that hat, people know he’s not afraid of anything.”

“Yes, I’ve read a poem. Try not to faint.”

“She’s our witch.”

“It sounds like the finest party I can imagine getting paid to go to.”

“If I’m gonna wear a dress, I want something with some slink.”

"I can hurt you.”

“Look at the fluffy one!”

“I can’t abide useless people.”

“Let’s be bad guys.”

“I aim to misbehave.”

“Do you know what your sin is?”

“I swear by my pretty floral bonnet, I will end you.”

“We have a little problem with our entry sequence, so we may experience some slight turbulence and then… explode.”

“Half of these men wish you were draped on their arm.”

“I must be losing my undeniable allure.”

“You think you’re better than other people!”

“These girls have the most beautiful dresses. And so do I! How ‘bout that?”

“Yes, sir, Cap’n Tightpants.”

“Don’t fall asleep now. Sleepiness is weakness of character, ask anyone.”

“I know him. And I think he’s a psychotic low-life.”

“Don’t you just love this party? Everything��s so fancy and they have some kind of hot cheese over there!”

“Call me if anyone interesting shows up.”

“I got stabbed! Right here!”

“You’ll have to rely on your winning personality to get women. God help you.”

“I’m a little appalled at her taste.”

“Don’t make faces.”

“The little man loved fire.”

“Don’t tell ‘em what I did.”

“Doesn’t the Bible have some pretty specific things to say about killing?”

“Don’t care much for fancy parties. Too rough.”

“I will not have it in my house. But, since your mother’s already ordered you one, I guess I should give up the fantasy that this is my house!”

“Next time we smuggle stock, let’s make it something smaller.”

“Can I start getting sexed already?”

“Look, they got boy whores! Isn’t that thoughtful?”

“Were I unwed, I would take you in a manly fashion.”

“Tell me I’m pretty.”

“Well… my sister’s a ship. We had a complicated childhood.”

“Nothing worse than a monster who thinks he’s right with God.”

“Well, I’m not sure now is the best time to bring a tiny little helpless person into our lives.”

“I ain’t so afraid of losing something that I ain’t gonna try to have it.”

“You and I would make one beautiful baby. And I want to meet that child one day. Period.”

“How many babies have you actually delivered?”

“I’m just waiting to see if I pass out. Long story.”

“Gonna have to explain that to me someday.”

“I don’t care what you believe. Just believe it.”

“We’re lost. Lost in the woods.”

“Does that seem right to you?”

“Keep the money.”

“Get this man to the infirmary at once.”

“Seems like a lovely little community of kidnappers.”

“This isn’t our home.”

“This place gives me an uncomfortableness.”

“You folks are all insane.”

“Would you be killed in your sleep like an ailing pet?”

“You gave up everything you had…”

“I’ll get better. I’ll get better.”

“It’s been a big day, what with the abduction, and all.”

“WHOO-HOO! I’M RIGHT HERE! I’M RIGHT HERE! YOU WANT SOME O’ ME?! YEAH YOU DO! COME ON! COME ON! AAAAAH!”

“Someone’s carryin’ a bullet for you right now, doesn’t even know it. The trick is, die of old age before it finds you.”

“When you can’t run anymore, you crawl, and when you can’t do that, well… you find somebody to carry you.”

“They’d have to be insane to follow us through here.”

“Sorry! Didn’t mean to startle.”

“Have you completely lost your mind?”

“Well, you were busy trying to get yourself lit on fire. It happens.”

“Oh, sweetie, don’t feel bad. He makes everybody cry. He’s like a monster.”

“Someone ever tries to kill you, you try to kill ‘em right back!”

“You are no one’s property!”

“Remember that sex we were planning to have, ever again?”

“Well, my days of not taking you seriously are certainly comin’ to a middle.”

“Someone starts poking around, shoot ‘em. Y’know. Politely.”

“I realize certain words were exchanged. Also, certain… bullets.”

“What we need is a distraction.”

“Oh, I’m gonna go to the special hell.”

“…I think we’ve lied enough.”

“You’re amazing. Who are you?”

“Some people juggle geese!”

“Promise me you’re gonna kill me soon.”

“What’s your real name?”

“I knew you let her kiss you.”

“Enemies? You? No, how can it be?”

“No one comes through here that doesn’t have to.”

“My God. You’re like a trained ape… without the training!”

“This must be what going mad feels like.”

“I swear… when it’s appropriate.”

“What are we up to, sweetheart?”

“I’m fixing your Bible.”

“It’s broken. It doesn’t make sense.”

“Noah’s ark is a problem.”

“You guys had a riot… on account of me? My very own riot?”

“You know, with the exception of one deadly and unpredictable midget, this girl is the smallest cargo I’ve ever had to transport, yet by far the most troublesome.”

“You are not the man I met a year ago!”

“That’s why I never kiss ‘em on the mouth…”

“But she was naked! And all… articulate!”

“I got a dumbass stick that sounds like it’s raining, how come you got a wife?”

“Oh, you stupid son of a…”

“I know your name, jackass!”

“He bothers me. I don’t know what it is.”

"If I wanted schooling, I’d have gone to school!”

"Hey, free soup!”

“I am a large, semi-muscular man!”

“I don’t belong… dangerous, like you.”

“He just has this idiotic sense of nobility, you know?”

“He can never just let things go.”

“You are very much lacking in imagination!”

“I threw up on your bed.”

“You have no idea! And you never will.”

“We’re dead in the water.”

“Don’t be afraid.”

“Sometimes a thing gets broke, can’t be fixed.”

“You don’t have to die alone.”

“He takes so much looking after.”

“You know I would never have tried to save [other character]’s life if I had known there was a dinner party at risk!”

“Let’s go back to the part where [other character] gets knocked out by a ninety-pound girl, 'cause I don’t think that’s ever gonna get old.”

“Everybody dies alone.”

“You know, you ain’t quite right.”

“Not as deceiving as a low-down… dirty… deceiver.”

“At last, we can retire and give up this life of crime.”

“I’m a leaf on the wind. Watch how I soar.”

“We’re gonna explode!? I don’t wanna explode!”

“She is starting to damage my calm!”

“Hell, I’ll kill a man in a fair fight… or if I think he’s gonna start a fair fight. Or if he bothers me. Or if there’s a woman. Or if I’m gettin’ paid. Mostly only when I’m gettin’ paid.”

“You guys always bring me the very best violence.”

“You shut the hell up right now, or so help me, I will shut you up.”

“The next time you decide to stab me in the back, have the guts to do it to my face.”

“Can I come in?”

“It’s time to wake up.”

“Ah, the pitter-patter of tiny feet in huge combat boots…”

“One of you is gonna fall and die, and I’m not cleaning it up!”

“We just have to find the right treatment for you.”

“How do you feel now?”

“I think he’s gonna bring her flowers.”

“I’ll be in my bunk.”

“You are so lovely.”

“They look so glamorous together.”

“I swallowed a bug.”

“What was that?”

“People don’t like to be meddled with. We tell them what to do, what to think. Don’t run, don’t walk. We’re in their homes and in their heads and we haven’t the right. We’re meddlesome.”

“I aim to misbehave.”

“Well… here I am.”

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HAILIE BRECK ( THE WARRIOR )

         hailie breck is the oldest daughter of agent emilie breck, may have been implicated in the disappearance of step father christopher olson. accompanied her mother on many spy missions growing up. sought voluntary recruitment into the secret service in 1971 at age 17 with endorsements from agent curt mega and [redacted].

file notes: well trained on entry, likely due to connections to curt mega and [redacted]. identifying tattoo on right hip of a heart. shown to have mild violent tendencies when feeling threatened. high mission success rate.

current affiliation: american secret service previous affiliations: unknown known connections: emilie breck, [redacted], curt mega, [redacted], oscar wilde

the heroes. | the villains. | the collateral damage. | all. | the husband. | the innocent. |  the martyr. | the torturer. | the warrior. |

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          Sitting in the dungeons waiting for the arrival of the potions professor, she’s sitting in front of a group of Slytherin students who seem to consider themselves to be above the half blood’s particular brand of righteous rage. She acts like she’s not listening, meticulously setting out her supplies for the lecture--- she’s listening to every word. Waits for him to start laughing. The sound grates against her ears and in a single instant she’s turned around, and the laughter stops when his head makes a sudden and violent connection with the desk. No one is laughing anymore with her fist curled in his hair, the driving force behind the connection. She lets go as people stare, his face coming up with a crooked nose and blood staining his parchment.

          A few seconds of silence as she smirks, kicks her chair out, and sits back down. She doesn’t need to verbalize what that was for, it’s clear enough. He was the one who decided to test her. Approving hoots and howls come from the Gryffindor students as she leans back in her seat, arms folding over her chest as the offender in question tries to stifle the bleeding with the sleeve of his robes. Glancing to her right she has that ever cocky grin on her face as she looks at another Slytherin, one who himself is muggleborn if she remembers right. It’s no wonder why she hasn’t gotten any shit from him about her blood status.

                    ❝ That’ll be at least fifty points from Gryffindor and a handful of detentions. Reckon it’s worth it as is or do you think I should give him a few more lessons to learn by before the professor shows? ❞

( @acreatureofpureirony heard the call. )

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GRYFFINDOR: “If you go ahead, if you keep running, wherever you run you will meet danger and evil, for it drives you, it chooses the way you go. You must choose. You must seek what seeks you. You must hunt the hunter.” –Ursula K. Le Guin (Ogion: A Wizard of Earthsea)