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

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Send "WINK" to see if your muse is my muse's type

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An element of blunder

A tenement, which number?

I'll look you up when I pass through

Mann, it's been so goddamn long

selective and semi-active indie rp blog for Scout, Soldier, and Pyro of tf2, Hired by Atomic 18+ only

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(Hnggggg, wanna write with a Krauser writer cause hnggggg ship for Dullahan hngggg)

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The view to Mountain Lab was nice indeed. She rarely gets herself stationed here so it was hard knowing how the surrounding area looked like during the ongoing battle to capture the points. The gentle head pats were soothing while she huddled closer, welcoming the warmth of his large belly, noting of its slickness from the rain and wondered if he might fall sick for not wearing a shirt in this weather.

"It really does. I do hope the rain will cease so we can get back inside and properly warm up. I hate the idea of getting sick."

"thunder and lightning"

“You warm enough?” There wasn’t much he could do for her if she wasn’t, she was already curled up in his lap using him as a recliner as they sat huddled up under the slight protection of an old bus stop awning. Rain pouring around them and lightning flashing too close for comfort, keeping them trapped and unable to finish their exploratory walk around their temporary base; Mountain Laboratory.

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"I can't complain much." She pulled her jacket tighter while adjusting herself once more on his lap to the point of nearly sprawled over his stomach like a cat trying to get into position to loaf. Everytime a thunder clapped in the skies, Natasha tried her best not to jump in her lover's lap or claw her fingernails into his skin by accident when she held onto him like a giant teddy bear he is.

"Fucking rain and here I thought Thunder Mountain was bad during my time there."

"thunder and lightning"

“You warm enough?” There wasn’t much he could do for her if she wasn’t, she was already curled up in his lap using him as a recliner as they sat huddled up under the slight protection of an old bus stop awning. Rain pouring around them and lightning flashing too close for comfort, keeping them trapped and unable to finish their exploratory walk around their temporary base; Mountain Laboratory.

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"Me threatening you? I haven't brought out my weapons or force you on your knees." She simply shook her head tsking. But she made no more in pulling out either her gun or one of her blades. Her hands remained as they were, holding the large mug balanced on her knee.

"Please Mako, sit back down and let not bring your friend into this if you plan on making a bigger mess for yourself." The mug was brought back to her lip, choosing to be a nuisance by slurping it loudly. "It's bad enough he's going to be a target once word hit of this 'anonymous tip' on the massacre at the mill. Once he's out, they'll be looking for the tip that sent it in." A gloved finger pointed at Mako. "You monsieur."

The mug was set back on the table and she leaned back, clasping her knee. "But, I can definitely use you to lure them out. You'll be making my job easier by bringing them out into the open and you don't even have to lift a finger."

The match ran latter than he liked. He had known for a while that the bus’s headlights have been suffering from some electrical issue but rent had gone up so he was a bit more strapped for cash than usual, no extra dollars available to fix up the old bus but he would have to find away if he wanted to keep his only current source of income. Couldn’t be the bus deliver for the local hockey team if he didn’t have a working bus.

Mako swore under his breath and pressed down on the breaks as the headlights cuts out completely, leaving the thankfully empty road pitch black. Shit.

Waiting a moment he tried to get his eyes to adjust before he began to crawl forward, slowly and carefully making his way off the main road, taking the first turn he made out through the storms drizzle. Creeping his way through the dark he stopped as he started to recognize the jagged brick walls of the old abandoned paper mill outside town. Not too far from the bus lot…

Parking under the shadow of the loading directions sign he shut the bus off and went for his phone. Unlocking it he skimmed through his contacts wondering who’d answer until he heard the sound of approaching voices. Something told him to turn off his phone and he listened. Letting the darkness surround him as he watched two men with flashlights two men make their way around the buildings corner, their flashlights barely missing his hiding spot.

It was hard to make out exactly what they were saying, but they seemed to be looking for some girl.

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