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seasonedsoldier‌. / locus

“Do you think my job with these Federal halfwits and their white livered leader is any easier?” Locus snapped, “I don’t need to act, because Doyle has absolutely no military expertise and relies entirely on my judgement. You cannot possibly be arguing that coming back from every mission with a slaughtered squad wouldn’t raise suspicion, based entirely on your arrogance and confidence in your own abilities,” He took a step forward, confronting his partner, “Your hubris will be the end of you, and I refuse for it to be the end of me. You either adjust your behavior accordingly or you’ll end up dead by a rebel’s gun. You compromising your mission with the New Republic compromises my mission with the Federal Army. Maybe up until this point you’ve been able to talk your way out of anything, but that is not a guarantee.”

     Annoyance shoots through Felix. A cold scowl takes over his features, ice running through his veins. You don’t get to challenge me. His hands slam against the arm rests of his seat, lifting him from it with an unusual speed to it. He takes up to what he takes as a challenge, stepping right up to Locus and shoving a finger into his partners chest. 

     “ I’m the brains of this entire fucking operation. Not you. You’re along for the ride. What I say goes. Unless you want this to go to shit. I happen to know what I’m doing. I know these people inside and out. I know they’re governed by their emotions. None of them know how to go to war. None of them are military. This is just a fucking soap opera and I’m directing it. You wonder why they hang off your judgement ? Because no one on this planet has any better fucking judgement of their own which is a sad statement in and of itself. So understand this and understand it well; I know what I am doing. And unless you want problems to start arising, I suggest you step back into line with the plan. ”

     He eases down from the hostile stance he’d taken, backing up and sinking back into the chair, putting a hand up to his helmet with a sigh. “ I fucking hate this, Sam. ” Finally, he pulls a different tactic. “ This stupid fucking fighting. All because you don’t trust me to know what I’m doing. We’ve come this far, and you refuse to hand me your trust so at the end of the day, we get hostile. What the fuck good does that do us ? ” 

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mythosborne‌. / hel

    “ Some work ? Pfft, more like a vast investment of time and energy. Honestly, I just woulda offed him and been done with it. So hats off to you for putting forth that kinda effort. ” She hoped Felix understood her meaning. Make sure this dog doesn’t bite. The last thing she wanted was to have to face Sam in a fight.

    “ Sounds like someone needs to get fucked so hard he forgets his own name. ” She grinned under the visor. Felix always had very fun ideas. And most of them involved a lot of death, something she was good at causing. The ex-hit woman hummed appreciatively at the car before adding,  “ That is a sexy fucking car. If I didn’t know you I’d pay you for sex just because of this car. ” A moment passes before Megan snatches the keys. “ Please navigate otherwise we’ll stand up Sam and go pick up hot people instead. ”

     “ I take pride in what I do. I can be patient when the situation calls for it. Though I did almost off him a few times in the past when he let his guard down around me. Always chose against it. Waiting for a better time, really. ” Though her takes a moment to shrug. “ None of my time and energy is to be wasted. ” He’ll do as I say. A promise in between the lines in return.

     A snort then escapes him at the suggestion she puts forth. “ Look, he can be fun, sure. But I’m not going to exert that much effort on him. Come on. I’d have to have some kind of liking to him to do that. The guy still fucking infuriates me to date. ” He seems more open to the shift of topic toward the car, a chuckle escaping him. “ Now there’s an idea. ” Though he wants to take that back when she states about picking up hot people instead. “ Mm, don’t go tempting me now. I’m supposed to be responsible today. ” Somewhat, anyways.

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@mythosborne​ / hel

    Oh good, the HUD was fairly easy to figure out. ( Not that it would have taken her long. ) Her brown eyes got adjusted to the helmet before she added, “ I almost feel like I should make a joke about business cards. ” She grabbed her favorite marksman rifle ( which was painted fucking neon orange because Megan didn’t know the word subtlety ) and some ammo before turning back to Felix.

    “ Jesus, I’d almost feel sorry for the poor sap but he seems like a very practical person. ” She knew those kinds of people well. You get those people liquored up enough and they act like degenerates. She raises an eyebrow at Felix. Ah, so that’s the game he’s playing. She knew Sam wasn’t her biggest fan but maybe working together would change that. “ Now that would be a monument to how good you are. ” She followed him humming slightly. “ Ooh, can’t wait to see it. ”

     “ Hah. You say that as if him blindly following me isn’t monument enough to how good I am. Someone like him ? Who originally really couldn’t get along with me ? Getting that to follow you around like a lost puppy ? That takes some work, you know. ” He’d say he couldn’t be rid of the guy soon enough; but that’s a lie. There’s some use for him. A need, buried deep within Felix. Someone to keep him in line, in check. Someone who wasn’t afraid to aggressively shove him back in line when he stepped out of it. Troublesome, that he needed him. Not something Felix will admit to. 

     “ Not that we should care about him much. He’ll keep that stick up his ass every mission we do, you watch. Not a lot can dislodge it to be perfectly honest with you. Not that it matters. With you along for the ride ? My job just got a whole lot fuckin’ easier. ” She’ll listen and agree to his more out there plans; which will make missions a real field day for him. “ There it is. ” As he steps outside he motions to a black car with the familiar orange accents decorating it. “ This years sportiest model. Still have to see if that claim of it being the fastest is true. Suppose we’ll have to joyride sometime soon. As it stands, we’ll have to drive responsibly. ” Though he does dangle the keys in her direction. “ If you want to take it for a spin though, I can navigate. ”

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mythosborne‌. / megan

    “ Well, there’s an old church they wanna demo, we could set something on the property on fire and watch people try to tell everyone it was an ‘act of god’ or some religious bull like that. ” 

     “ Like, say, a bush or something ? ” He’s familiar with some religious imagery. To an extent. “ Alternatively if we really don’t give a shit we could just burn the church itself down. I’m not afraid of getting struck down by some non-existent entity for destroying its place of worship. ”

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Me, flirting with a man: I’m going to kill you

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seasonedsoldier‌. / locus

“We cannot afford to dispose of soldiers so willingly. If you head out with a group of soldiers, and you come back as the only survivor every time, it would arouse suspicions,” Locus didn’t sit down, instead opting to stand. He didn’t have time to relax.

“As far as they know, your job is to protect them and help them win this war. You won’t stay hired for very long if you let dozens of soldiers fall at a time on your watch,” Locus grit his teeth. He couldn’t believe he had to explain this to Felix again. He couldn’t just go around killing anyone he pleased whenever he pleased. Locus didn’t have the patience to deal with Felix’s attitude right now. They both had been on edge since they started this job years ago. Normally Locus would ignore Felix’s shitty attitude and remarks, but the stress was getting to him. They both snapped quicker and easier than they normally would have. Which led to them fighting. A lot. They were never exactly the best of friends, but… Locus didn’t like fighting all the time. Not like this. Bickering he could take– it could even be kind of fun sometimes (not that he’d ever admit to that). But just violent lashing out and yelling and hitting was exhausting. Sure, they did it before they took this job, but only every once in a while. Not every single time they saw each other. Locus had a feeling this meeting wouldn’t be much different than all the dozens that had come before it. 

     “ Ugh. ” It’s easy to make his clear annoyance known, the eye roll all too clear from his tone. “ Yeah, well, my job fucking sucks. They’re annoying and I want the majority dead. And from the way Kimball leans on me ? Fuck you, I can spin another little white lie and have her hanging off my every word. That’s more than can be said for you. I can at least get away with everything I do because I’m a good actor. Maybe you’re only so worried because you’d never get away with it because you can’t act. ” A sneer from Felix, a taunt. A derisive snort is quick to follow, Felix leaning back in his seat, shaking his head.

     “ Besides. In order to appreciate life and the help I do tend to provide ? A few need to die. It’s not miraculous anymore if there’s a high fucking survival rate. They rely on me because I’m untouchable. Against the worst odds, I always come back alive and usually with a kill count or information. You ever wonder why after some of these excursions I’ll ask you to give me information ? It’s to keep up that facade. Use your fucking brain; I’ve got my end under control. Never has there been a moment where I haven’t been able to spin it in my favor. Nor will there ever come one. They are wrapped around my finger. ” A pause, before he locks his helmets gaze onto Locus. “ So, I repeat. When I give you soldiers on a platter, you end them. We clear ? ”

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specterisms‌. / church

He had to say this, Felix was an interesting guy. Relatable to an extent, definitely had some valid points to make. It was very telling, this guy could very easily just be as he appeared to be but Church couldn’t trust that for a moment. This wasn’t a situation where he could pretend like he made a new friend at all, this guy was likely calculating something. Was that paranoia talking? absolutely, but after agent Washington and the EMP, he couldn’t be too careful. “uh-huh, so basically your a confident asshole who likes to say ‘I told you so’, charming, I can dig it,”

“Yeah, but trust me it wouldn’t have taken anyone’s glory, I was part of an experiment that tested AI implantation on every day soldiers, most went mad, one guy had an AI commit suicide in his head and after that he went from a friendly country boy to a mass murderer with no conscious, funny what shit like that can do. it was…. it was fucked up and not worth it,“  for multiple reasons, part of which were not involved with him. How many people died because he wasn’t good enough? Too many. Even himself. He hunched his shoulders a bit. Yeah, okay, he was misleading the guy on what he went through, but he had a goal here. 

“Didn’t get any compensation and none of that research went to anyone who could actually use it, like anyone on the front lines or in need, so if my suffering didn’t even do anything it was bullshit and I’ll be glad when Project Freelancer gets shut down and everyone dies,“ Okay, getting a bit real there. He held up his glass. “Get fucked chairman, and the rest of your goddamn freelancers,“ and downed a good portion of the drink. Unfortunately, he couldn’t actually feel the effects the way a normal person could, he didn’t have any sort of mental breach, just the feelings of warmth and some malfunctions in hand eye coordination. But, hey, it was cool dramatic effect, so whatever.

“Trust is literally just bullshit people say when they want something from you, ‘trust me, it’s the only way’ or ‘don’t you trust me?’ No, trust is bullshit and anyone who uses it is probably an asshole playing the strings,“ Church set his glass down. “if there is anything I’ve learned is that no one is really trustworthy, everyone wants something and you only have yourself at the end of the day, one day… the people you trust and trust you are going to end up dead either for putting their neck on the line or because of one bad order,“ the sim soldier let out a bit of chuckle, okay so maybe there was an effect of the alcohol here. “Uhh, anyway, your partner sounds like a sweet guy, have you thought about bringing him get well soon flowers?” Church asked, in all seriousness.

Church definitely noticed that shift. Made note, but didn’t say much. “Well, I’ve got nothing left to lose, so what the fuck, I’m all in,” he finished off the drink and looked at Felix. Tex was gearing up, excited for the chance at some action. Delta on the other hand, was analyzing Felix vital signs and speech patterns. He had nothing to report, yet, but advised Church to remain cautious. “Pretty much a dead man walking anyway,” Literally.

     “ Freelancer, huh ? ” Interest peaks in his tone, his expression shifting slightly. Something in behind his eyes flashes, and it’s almost predatory in nature. A calm gaze, now definitely fixated on Church. As if sizing him up, definitely thinking something but not quite giving off what. In a moment, it’s all gone. Instead, a casual smile sits upon his lips, and his eyes remain impassive to any deeper thought ( who ever said they were windows to the soul was a liar, really ).

     “ I’m sure you’ll hold your own then. I’ve heard stories. ” Does he believe any of what he just said ? No. Seeing is believing. He’ll know what the man before him is made of when they’re in the field. Though he hesitates the slightest bit when Church talks about trust. Eyebrows furrow at the notion it was used only in a manipulative manner, which came a little too close to Felix’s true nature. It was easy to use against people; he used it against Locus constantly, but it was also legitimate to some people. It only got bad when it was in the hands of someone like Felix; which is about to make him extremely hypocritical. 

     “ I believe in trust on the battlefield. ” A heavy sigh, as if reliving memories of fighting the war. To help the effect, his glass is picked up and quite a bit of the drink downed before the glass reaches the table again. “ It was something we all needed out there. Fighting Covenant with no end seemingly in sight. All we had was each other. And if we didn’t have trust in the plans presented to us in the heat of the moment ? I’d be dead. ” A spark of honesty lies within the tale, the memory of those long battles lingering in the back of Felix’s mind. It’s a good thing Locus gave him the idea of code names. He’s not sure he wanted to be that same man that had stood through those battles. Maybe he’d be better off considering Private Gates as having died during the war to make way for the mercenary currently sitting at the bar, spouting out Gates’ story. 

     The recommendation of sending flowers shifts Felix’s demeanor entirely, the mercenary glad for the change of thought. An eyebrow raises, a rather sharp gaze once again fixating on Church. “ Really ? ” What do you take me for ? It’s unspoken, but it’s all in his tone. Shaking his head, a scoff escapes him, followed by a chuckle. “ Yeah, not too likely. We’re not that kind of people. I’d never expect that from him, and he’s not about to expect it from me. Odds are it’ll weird him the hell out more than give him any helpful well-wishes. The best I can do for him, I’ve already done. I paid his medial bill. He’s always worried about the costs of missions. Equipment, medial, etcetera. So I fronted the entire bill. That’s something I know he appreciates, even if he’ll never say it. We’re not the touchy-feely types. ”

     Shaking his head following his denial of the possibility of sending flowers ( maybe he might be considering it slightly; it might help his cause ), he lazily looks through his phone before he selects a job. “ Right then, job wise. ” A shift to the topic, decisive in nature. He glances through the job lazily before moving his head in a shrug like motion. He sets his phone down, turning it to face Church, sliding it across to him. “ Here’s one. Higher level. Contact wants an entire family taken out. They’re to be heavily armed. Whole thing has probably got something to do with drugs and territory wars. Either way; the job is simple. Kill them all, get the payment. I could easily charge about a million for that kind of work. Though odds are I could try to get more; but that’s up to what you want to get paid as it is going to get split fifty-fifty. ”

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mythosborne‌. / hel

    “ I considered changing my name briefly. Like… for a whole moment. Then I decided to put Hel on the backburner for something. ” She’d always figured she’d name her daughter Hel. But hey this worked too.

    “ I like it. It fits very well. It’s not often I hear a name that just fits so fucking well. Besides, Felix, Locus, and Hel; Merc Trio has a nice right to it. ” Okay maybe she was too into the idea but she needed a change in her life. Torturing and killing for the family that betrayed her didn’t have the same appeal as it did when she was younger. It took some maneuvering behind her room divider but soon she was clad in the suit Isaac Felix had brought her. “So where we meeting Locus?”

     “ Well, the names are all settled then. ” He’ll be Felix, Sam will be Locus, and Megan will be Hel. Everything works out in the end. A grin sits on his face as he thinks of the names together; his seems so out of place. As if he was the one idiot that kept his actual name while everyone else took aliases. Far from the case; but easy enough to likely underestimate. 

     “ I told him to wait at his little apartment. And do I mean little. Talk about living like your typical everyman. I’m honestly not a fan. Even if I do spend a lot of time there. I have to keep up some appearances with him if I expect him to keep blindly following me. ” A slightly darker chuckle escapes him. “ One day he’ll die for me. Just you wait. ” He’s quick to move past it, motioning for her to follow him. “ I got my car out front. Well. A new one. Just got it two days ago. This’ll be the first real drive it’s seen. ”

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mythosborne‌. / megan

    “ Look at you being all prepared, ” she replied as she took off the mask and tossed it aside. If nothing else, this would prove a new experience and help Megan stay sharp on her skills. because with Isaac? There was rarely a dull moment.

    “ I can see why. I mean the name Megan for a merc? Doesn’t exactly strike fear into your heart, ” she picked up the helmet to examine it as she spoke, “ Now Hel that’s a name that could strike terror into your heart. The Nordics had it right. Now that I think about it, being Loki would be cool too. He was kind of an asshole. ” Nah, she already sold herself on Hel. “ What are you thinking for yourself? ”

     “ Look at you, quick as ever. I’d almost say you had some time to think about this before I even came out with an offer. ” Teasing, though with some truth to it. It wouldn’t surprise him if she affirmed the suspicion. 

     “ I went through a lot, really. Looked at other names others have taken, weighed it all against me. I don’t want something too out there or fancy. It’s not me. But I also want something that fits, the meaning works. And something inconspicuous in the long run. Which kind of leads me to thinking about Felix. Trust me, there’s been a lot of trial and error that lead me to this one so it’s something I’m really debating over. The name itself can stand for luck or fortune. Both of which I intend to represent. What do you think ? ”

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mythosborne‌. / megan

       Megan weighted her options in her head. Stay here and play second fiddle to the brat that stole her birthright from her. Oooooor go on space adventures with her best friends. In a cool suit of armor while effectively giving her family (and the mob) the finger. “ Alright. I’m in. ” Besides, being a sword for the mob was losing its glamor and when Megan got bored that’s when she bailed. “ Gimme a few minutes to change and we’ll blow this joint. ”

     “ Good. Because I got us a nice job lined up to get your feet wet in the business. ” A good one, at least. One that might put some names onto the map for real. Which required code names as Sam had so earnestly pointed out to Isaac. Sam was set on ‘ Locus ’, telling Isaac to pick one before they set off on the job. Isaac, naturally, delayed by convincing Sam to let him grab Megan. A very good addition in Isaac’s words. Glowing recommendation from him. That and what Isaac said ? Went. 

     “ By the way. Sam’s going to be on my ass for this so I’m going to get it out of the way now. Code names. He wants us to have them. So, hopefully we have something for him by the time we get to him. He’s set on using Locus. I’m not fully decided. I’ve been on google for about an hour looking around. I got a prospect but I’m not too solid. ” 

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mythosborne‌. / megan

@iimpenitent || Some merc megan shit you didn’t ask for

Behind her mask, Megan blinked. It wasn’t often she was at a loss for words but Isaac had somehow managed it. No surprise there though, he was the only one who could ever get the drop on her. “You’re joking.” Her brown eyes flit over the armor presented to her then back to Isaac. “Oh shit, you’re not.” A pause then, “You sure about this, cause you know, once I leave them I can’t come back.” Not that she wanted to anyway.

     “ I’m serious about this if you are. These sets don’t come easy. Or cheap. ” Blunt honesty was the only way to approach it, that much Isaac knew. He wasn’t going to play games with Megan. He’d gone out of his way to get her the armor to match up with the mercenary trade he’s about to lead Sam into in the hopes she’ll come along for the full ride as well. “ Besides that we both know one thing for certain; you don’t want to come back anyway. So come with me instead. ”

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specterisms‌. / church

“I see… so then you picked Felix,  because it means something about luck and fortune?“ So, he had a smartass and someone who probably either thought the world of himself or was insecure as hell. Sounds like something he’d do anyway, so at the very least he could measure that much. “I mean, it’s memorable enough that you’re probably recognizable, but in a crowd? Felix could be anyone, so yeah, I’d say it makes sense even if the meaning kind of makes you sound like an over confident douche,” Church remarked with a bit of a shrug.

“Yeah, I was—uh, part of a special project testing AI intelligence on marines in the field, I was one of the guinea pigs,“ it wasn’t exactly a lie, he was a sim trooper meant to be used as cannon fodder for the freelancers. From what he’d been told, he was also a tortured Ai with a split personality disorder, so there was that. “It was pretty top secret, so you’re not going to see my name in the books,“ Church snorted and hunched his shoulders. “I wouldn’t have served if I had a choice in the matter, I’ll tell you that much for free,“

Church picked up the glass and just looked into it for a moment. he took a bit of a swig and it took everything in his power not to cough. He knew it was coming, but the burning and taste of alcohol was not one of the most pleasant. After a shudder he looked over at Felix. “Oh, shit really?” Church straightened up a bit, his attention grabbed and his curiosity getting the better of him, “What happened?”  

Church took another long drink as he mulled it over and consulted with the Ai in his head. Omega was all for it, so was Tex, Sigma wanted more information, Delta had started calculating survival rates and theta was a bit nervous. The others didn’t really have any input. He put his glass down. So long as Tex was the one doing most the leg work, they should be fine. “What kind of pay are we talking? This would be my first job and I’d rather not be lowballed,”

     “ Luck to a degree, sure. I was thinking more along the fortune lines. But that’s all personal and you’re not here for a life story. I don’t even care about my own life story. Past is the past. ” And it molded him into the man he is today; probably useful to some people, which is namely why he keeps his mouth shut about it. “ I’ve noticed over the years there are those who portray false overconfidence, and then there are those who deserve the right to play it that way. And I will tell you one thing; I intend to deserve it. Of course, that would be why I get the big money at the end of the day, but hey. I’ll leave it to your discretion. I don’t pretend to control what other people think. Although, I do love the opportunity to prove them wrong. ” ‘ I told you so ’s are always satisfying in that regard. 

     “ Guinea pig, huh ? ” A slightly annoyed snort escapes him, a scowl flashing across his features following it. “ There’s too many of those. A lot of cheap shit went on, testing on soldiers. It’s unfair to those who actually worked to get where they were. ” A certain degree of animosity could be picked up, though as quickly as Felix showed it, he shrugs it off. No sense walking that road. The UNSC is far behind him; he chose a different path. 

     When the question geared toward the last incident came forth, Felix took the time to take another rather long drink from his glass, easing it down with a sigh. “ You know, if you want the money, you take the risk. It was a good payout, don’t get me wrong, but I made a bad call. I underestimated and as a result got myself in a fucking pinch. And that asshole put it on the line to save my ass. Now he’s paying the price. ” Well, it’s missing the finer point of the role Felix’s manipulation of Locus came into play for Locus to have saved Felix as he had; but none of that’s ever a needed explanation. “ Took a chunk of the money I had from the job and used it to front his medical bill. It’s my fault, I’ll pay it. That’s how partnerships work, to a degree. Do what you can for the gun that’s going to watch your back. Trust and all that shit. ” 

     He doesn’t dwell on it much longer, almost too easily shifting the conversation to business ( sometimes he forgets some emotions are meant to linger ). “ Like I pointed out, the pay is directly related to the risk of a job. The more risky it is for the merc taking the job, the higher the pay comes in. For most jobs you get the base fee your would-be employer is willing to pay, and you can haggle it from there. ” He grabs his phone, quick to unlock it and start scrolling through job offers. “ So, Church, how much risk are you willing to take ? I can get you some estimates from there. ”

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dawnbrokcn‌. / locus

    ❝ again  –  no . ❞    /    @iimpenitent​  ♡’d

     “ Alright. You want to play it like that ? Fine. ”

     “ Why not. ”

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specterisms replied to your photo: @dawnbrokcn willingly entertained me on an AU...

:that is a really neat concept, Felix Ai sounds fun,)

it’s definitely something I’m going to put some more time & thought into because it definitely could be a lot of fun if done right.

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@dawnbrokcn willingly entertained me on an AU where this asshole gives up his life to create an AI of himself, so, me liking the idea, edited a model for it. Put him alongside Temple because of the more in-depth AU stuff I have with Ana but the point is AI!Felix. A good concept.

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     “ Your response time was slow today. ” Annoyance edges into his tone, Felix taking a seat in one of the comfier chairs in the spot he’d designated for them to meet up. “ Orchestrating a civil war is hard enough. The acting might come naturally to me, but patience when it comes to ordering a kill ? Not so much. You get where I’m going ? Next time I give you soldiers on a platter, get with the program and take their damn heads off like, ” A snap of his fingers is mimicked, there’s no noise, it’s impossible in armor. “ that ! Am I clear ? ”

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mythosborne‌. / megan

@iimpenitent || they’re both trrible influences

“Hey, Isaac. Wanna go set something on fire~?”

     “ Got something in particular in mind ? ”