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Okay imma do it myself.

The first meeting between Ghost and Graves is formal, business like. But Graves is more than willing to chat Ghost up, needing to fill some silence before Ghost sets out to recon. Graves is more than adjusted to the sweltering heat, being a native born Texan with more sweet tea in his veins than blood.

Graves is sipping on his tea, iced colder than the Arctic to combat the heat. Especially as he’s holed up in the missile container. There’s no air conditioning so he’s handling that with zero air flow.

Ghost had holed up in there too, trying to escape the morning sun, especially as geared up as he is. But Ghost would never complain, he just roughs it out in silence. But it’s obvious he’s eyeballing the strange orange striped Yeti cup. Whataburger. What the fuck is Whataburger?

However, Ghost isn’t as subtle as he thinks, despite the only thing he shows are his eyes. And he’s eyeballing that Yeti cup like it has the answer to his problems.

Graves takes notice, mid-sip as he realizes that the Brit is staring.

“Problem?” He says, tone friendly. The big masked man certainly looked like he had multiple problems.

“What’s that?” Ghost says plainly, better to not pretend that he wasn’t caught.

Graves looks down to the Yeti, scoffing lightly as he realizes that the Brit was referring to the drink. Or the cup, but who knows.

“It’s tea. Unless you mean the cup, that’s Whataburger,” he says the word wrong, drawling to the point Ghost swears the man says “Water-burger”.

“Tea? You’re having a cuppa in this heat?” He’s almost incredulous if he weren’t so controlled. Graves laughs, realizing the loss in translation.

“Nawh, it’s sweet tea. Y’know, iced?” He said, removing the top to reveal the huge chunks of ice inside. Ghost’s eyes actually bulge out of his head.

“Ice? You put ice in your tea? Are you mental?” It’s an affront to his British heritage to see ice in tea.

“Don’t you? It’s hot as hell out here.” Graves takes another swig, and Ghost looks disgusted despite the mask.

“That’s an abomination is what it is.” Ghost replies, glaring at the offending cup as if it had personally insulted his mother.

“It’s good is what it is.” Graves says, smacking his lips with the taste of sugar on his tongue.

“There’s something wrong with you.” Ghost replies. But that only earns a chuckle from Graves.

“Amen to that. But I could say the same to you.” It’s obvious what he refers to is his head to toe apparel. Ghost is silent, unable to make a comeback at that.

What a strange man.

But Ghost didn’t mind the way a bottled water waited for him next to a small packet of tea.

Strange indeed.

Ugh I’m having Ghost/Graves thoughts I need someone to yap about this rare pair to 😭

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in spirit i am a 7th grade boy

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here have this picture i made and forgot about until now

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this man is fighting the rumors that he started

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“Hot and bothered” in the sense that it is 90 degrees out and I am extremely annoyed

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Idk if I’ll ever render these but I’d thought I share them since I’m getting back in the groove of drawing and posting

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why u head so big

❓

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dust you are

and to dust you will return

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Seeing Human Death gave me a brilliant tought:

Albino Human War.

Someone wants to get a glass of water during the night and they end up seeing their tower of a brother trying to get a glass of water too, but he does end up looking like a cryptid mf in the night.

Now albino human!War is plaguing my brain, thanks Definitely filing him away for later because damn = -=

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your unreliable narrator fucking bit me

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Transfem cumulus icon I drew as a commission sample 🫶🏻💜🏳️‍⚧️

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chill_

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