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Reblog if your muse has had a near death experience.

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Khaled Hosseini, A Thousand Splendid Suns

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"I'd haff to agree with you there," he said with the slightest slip of Berlin into his heavy Brummie. An eyebrow cocks up, but in polite fashion of not leaving her hanging, a dark felt smirk laced itself with suggestiveness onto the left side of his face. He leaned closer to her ear, but the secret between them was that the distance was still respectable even if angles threw off the outside world.

"Hotel room then? Can't say I wouldn'miss that cuppa, but--" he shrugged. He leaned back away as he look a moment to scan. He knew there was a Travelodge around here. It was across from the one he normally frequented. He could hail a cab or they could walk, but he was playing the part of impatiently waiting to get a woman alone. He glanced over to her again. She wasn't anything short of ravishable, but that was besides the point. As singularly obsessed as his body was with its bad addictions, he at least had the crave for sex one under control.

He was more preoccupied with the tablet under his arm and what was to be done about it. His second thought process drifted to the other field agent, he'd bothered about this. He didn't take long to dismiss the idea of consulting him about this. The sniper was no double 0, and he'd already been receiving inquiries about him through the mainframe. He was placing a bet that it was Q, if not the sniper himself. He put heavier money on the latter rather than the former.

"Cab, darling? Hate to keep you waiting."

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Her proximity made him hold out an arm - old fashioned, like you would in the twenties or in a cheap knockoff movie of a Bronte sister book. He could be offering an impasse to her in the terms of physical advantage in note of her stance. Or maybe he just didn’t care enough about it to be wary of it. It was a coin flip. 

"Certainly," he replied, unencumbered with the mental factory of her mind. His own was wandering through a variety of things. Mostly what was at hand, but other variabilites wound through it. Least of all of it were his surroundings and the general gloom. Overcast was poetic, certainly. Things always carried a mood, but it restricted vision. He sighed mentally. The gear powering down to a halt on his backlog in the back of his mind. It was amazing how much one could process.

Dully, his eyes caught on the shop she’d pointed at. He cocked his head toward it with a photographic categorizing of it left in his mind. Filed somewhere no doubt as his processing took back up in the background - where he was less aware of it colliding with the moment at hand.

"With all seriousness," he said with a impressing of the actual seriousness of it through his black eyes, "I don’t mean to cut our small talk short, but I really did need to speak with you."

Double 0 two had little problem with conversing freely in public, but that was his own brash standard. He knew he needed to take more of a handle on his precautions as he breathed in the heavy wetness of a city’s day. Deep, it filled his lungs, told him a lot. Even though, perspectively, his  ”free” was in comparison with “Libby“‘s serious stance, he had many reservations about it. 

“‘S about work. Not to put a damper on this outing. I know you were enjoying your day.”

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"Oh, to hell with dignity." {Skyfall}

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if by my life or my death i can protect you

                              i will

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Some books you read. Some books you enjoy. But some books swallow you up, heart and soul.

Joanne Harris (via abookblog)

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The only thing I know is this: I am full of wounds and still standing on my feet.

 Nikos Kazantzakis (via killianns)

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You are professional, you do not kill without reason.

General Pushkin to 007 (The Living Daylights)

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I have no armour left. You’ve stripped it from me. Whatever is left of me - whatever I am - I’m yours.

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The famous corsetier Mr. Pearl wearing one of his own corsets. 

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1. Why did you choose the character you play?2. Do you associate yourself with this character in any way?3. What do you like most about the character you play?4. What do you dislike about your character?

Ohhh hello there.1. Um, I chose him because, well, I actually didn't know anything about role-playing way back when I first started. But I had so many scenarios about this universe I was about to join beforehand. One was this character I wanted to place in it. It's never actually appealed to me much - plotting out headcanons for canon characters. But creating my own storyline was enthralling. He was this basic sketch of an OC I used in some imaginative scenarios when I was invested enough in a universe to give it thought. I happened to use the sketch over in the Fandom I was currently alllll about and started building him up. When I learned about Rp, I was of course gonna use him. Only, he was a she. I switched the sex since the board I wanted to join had a restriction on using a female as a starting OC. 2. Oh yes. I certainly do. He's almost a personal reflection of my vices and/or desires.3. His apathy. His inhumanity. His devil-may-care element. I also love that he isn't pigeon holed as hero villain or whatever. He's simply motivation driven. I feel like putting a good evil thing on a character from the start lessens the complexity. I prefer to let the personality just be. I mean, everyone thinks that they're inherently right, unless they have moral issues with what they're doing. I like that he's a human misplacement in essence. A glitch, a twitch of something not biologiclly right in his veins.4. He's very emotionally immature. He has this vast depth and understanding that he can't wield properly. It's like the retaining of every bit of information he learns and can destroy a psyche profile with at a glance is usless because of his Fucking inexperience, and he tends to demonize past issues to the point where he doesn't recognize he has problems or that his emotional Ponzi schemes aren't going to wham at him later and he will always handle them W-R-O-N-G. Hacking the government and BLACKMAILING it for example. That's not how one copes with the pent of years of a deadbeat father and a missing sibling. It's not. However, he did get a sweetass job out of it. But still...

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Ask the mun time!

1. Why did you choose the character you play?

2. Do you associate yourself with this character in any way?

3. What do you like most about the character you play?

4. What do you dislike about your character?

5. Has your character grown/changed in any way since being brought to the Hive?

6. Are you confident in this muse?

7. Do you have role models among the muns?

8. Do you see yourself keeping this muse?

9. How do you deal with writer’s block?

10. Are there any songs you associate with your muse?

11. If you could tell your character something right now what would it be?

12. Do you think you and your character would get along in real life?

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i’ve survived a lot of things, and i’ll probably survive this.

j.d. salinger (via surgente)

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Do you think you can trust the slim sniper fellow? He's impartial when regarding any sort of affiliation, after all.

No. Amsel Abendroth is too exploitable. His psyche has chinks. If a spy can read that, there is little to stop targets in field from doing the same.

He’s reliable.

Impartiality doesn't exist. 

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Skyfall (2012), dir. Sam Mendes

We can’t keep working in the shadows. There are no more shadows.

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Photograph by eliseblouin18