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@astrificare / sc.

     ‘ I am glad you think this is funny. Somebody has to. -- Do you know how expensive this shirt was? ’ 

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@hellnite / sc.

     ‘ You have cool name. Makes you sound like some kind of superhero. ’ He’s going somewhere with this. At least, he better be. ‘ I guess you kind of are, no? ’ 

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Vasiliy is Unfortunately Awake so feel free to like this for a starter. I’ll do ’em after I’ve eaten and then after Do.ctor W.ho!!!

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@menacular / call.

     ‘ Were you waiting there the whole time just to have a dramatic introduction? ’ 

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@wiilderland / call.

     ‘ Why should I clean this shit up? Is not my mess. ’ 

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hey, go on ahead & like this for a one-liner.

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ofmusingsxandmayhem‌ | white widow.

She was quite fond of the mystery that was surrounding this man. Kurjak, if that was even his real name (so many people in this world did not reveal their names, it was why she had her alias too), seemed charming and intriguing. Something that Alanna always found her curiosity drawn to, she couldn’t help it. Ever since she was a little girl, the Widow had been enchanted by the mysterious - probably a trait she got off her mother. 

So now, as she stood opposite this man who seemed to bleed out mystery with every breath, Alanna smirked and watched him closely, taking in each movement, each look. 

“He’s most commonly found in Menton, along the French Riviera. He has a house there, though if he’s working, he can be a little trickier to find… But I’m sure that a man of your… talent…” She reached out and smoothed the collar of his shirt. “Shouldn’t have a problem locating him. I certainly won’t lose any. If anything, I think I may sleep sounder knowing that he won’t bear any threat to me from now on.” 

     This is almost too easy. His promise of getting it done in a day had mostly just been him boasting, as always, talking shit to make himself look better -- but he has to wonder if he can’t manage it, now. It’s already feeling like a job that almost cleans itself up. Of course, it wouldn’t be the first time his ego has wrongly convinced him that something will be so very simple. 

     It doesn’t matter anyway. Vasiliy is a simple, awful sort of man; the fact is that he quite wants to impress the Widow, and he can’t imagine she’d be all that impressed by him trying to back out of this or thinking it’s anything such as difficult. 

     He would leave right now to get it done and prove himself a capable, impressive man. But he’s enjoying himself, here -- and her company. He’d be a fool to give it up so quickly, wouldn’t he?

     ‘ Well. If it helps you sleep better. ’ He straightens up a little, cants his head aside and simply considers her for a moment. He’s got some kind of look on. ‘ -- I am wondering if I could not have gotten a little more out of you for this. Oh well. It is worth it for us to be friends. ’ 

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nobullseye‌ | barney.

    It’s not offensive to Barney. His smile remains wide after he laughs, used to far worse language and innuendo. Vasiliy’s relationship with Yuliya appears to be long and complicated – Barney knows he needs to learn the details of it if he has any hopes of being successful here. This banter is just a hint of it. “ — why, ‘cause m’the new guy? Or ‘cause m’handsome?” 

     ‘ -- When was last time you looked in mirror? ’ This is not a personal attack, merely a rite of passage: Vasiliy calls everyone he knows ( save for, uh, quite a few women ) ugly sooner or later. It’s just what he does. There’s no point in reading into it or anything, at least not on a personal level. ‘ Anyway. Neither. She just hates me. Do not think you are special now, friend. ’ 

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thymocosm‌ | kid.

‘ oh, yeah. picture on the mantelpiece and everything. guess we can’t say the same about yours. ’

     ‘ Duh. They fucking died. That is massively fucking insensitive. What the fuck is wrong with you? ’ He’s lying. It’s hilarious, obviously.

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vilanele‌ | villanelle.

she’s shocked! surprised! vasiliy is supposed to have faith in her, supposed to support her no matter what ludicrous claims she comes out with. ( and for the record, she believes she would absolutely kill batman. he dodges into the shadows and all she has to do is bring a gun with her. batman doesn’t use guns. )

             “ i could absolutely kill batman. ”     absolutely. she’s more confused than upset. something about being a highly trained international assassin still doesn’t resonate in his small brain. but here we are. 

                      “ you couldn’t kill a snail. so shut your big mouth. ”

     ‘ -- What the fuck. ’ 

     Sometimes, you know, he really doesn’t know what to do with her. But, hey, isn’t that why he likes her so much? She’s so all over the place that it’s just impossible to get bored with her. Just when you figure most people out, Villanelle comes up with something entirely new and different. She puts most other people to shame -- not that he’ll ever tell her. 

     ‘ Tell me, Villanelle, do you ever get sick of being wrong all the time? ’ 

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You men, with your bad suits and your pumiced hair, you’re utterly predictable. I reckon to the point of carelessness. Me? I’m the switchblade in the garters, the stiletto in the stilettos. I’m the surprise they never see coming. Who says mystery’s a lost art? Terminal  (2018)

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vilanele‌ | villanelle.

                  “ no, i understand. ”    she really does, but there’s something in the way his eyes instantly flit to panic that ignites something inside her and the way his words open so many different doors for spontaneity and absolutely fucking with him in the best way possible – it’s too much to resist. the poor guy’s going to go grey by next year at this rate.

                 “ i will try to be more spontaneous, vasya. ”

       she reaches out, pats his cheek, and smiles that same innnocent smile.

     ‘ That isn’t what I was saying and you know it. ’ He’s pointing his finger at her for added effect, which is how you know that this is serious. Vasiliy feels like he’s only just recovered from the last time she decided to be spontaneous, and he isn’t eager to jump right back into it all again. That’s the difference between the two of them: sometimes, he needs a fucking rest. ‘ I will throw you out of my bar, Elle. ’ 

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vilanele‌ | villanelle.

she takes another swig, swirling the alcohol around in her mouth to numb it a little more so she doesn’t have to wince every time she makes a totally hilarious quip at vasiliy’s detriment. she thinks he likes the jokes, but it doesn’t matter if he doesn’t. it’s how they work – he breaks in, steals her alcohol, and spreads himself out like a cat on her sofa, and she steals his alcohol from his bar and tells him his beard is patchy and his sideburns are lopsided.

          “ do you want the truth, vasya? ”         oh, it gets sombre. she looks at him with those pleading eyes, those – don’t make me tell you eyes of every sweet victim, and she reeks of fucking innocence and vodka, and she thinks if they keep up the eye contact, little beads of tears will form in the corners of her eyes, and it’s all very sad, until – 

                       “ – i would totally beat batman in a fight. ”

     He doesn’t buy it, you know. The sad, hurt little girl act. Villanelle is a good actress and she absolutely has the face for it but, at the end of the day, he knows her too well. ( Barely at all in the grand scheme of things -- but nobody gets into this line of work for the friends, do they? ) There will be a twist coming sooner or later. And... there it is. 

     ‘ OK. You’ve obviously never read a single comic in your life, but whatever. You should aim a little lower for superheroes you think you could beat. Makes you sound less full of yourself. ’ He’s smiling again. ‘ Oh wait. You are full of yourself, aren’t you? ’ 

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is that a successful seduction technique in russia? / crowcut, eve

OUR GIRL. accepting. @crowcut.

     Vasiliy pauses for a second, like he really has to think about it. Is it a seduction technique? Probably. Is it a successful one? Only with a certain crowd, he’d be willing to bet, and probably not the kind that Eve herself would be a part of. She’s definitely weird -- just not that weird. 

     Still, why would he pass up the opportunity to fuck with her?

     ‘ Yes. Like when your cat brings you dead rodent to say he loves you. Congratulations. Invite me to wedding, I never get to wear my good suit. ’ 

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are you saying i’m not spontaneous?

OUR GIRL. accepting.

     ‘ Oh. Shit. No. ’ Vasiliy straightens up from where he’s been lazed half atop the counter, standing up properly as soon as he realises the terrible mistake he’s made. It doesn’t matter that that wasn’t what he was saying at all. What matters is that she’s gotten some fucking idea in her head all of a sudden, and he’s about to get dragged into something he’d rather stay out of. He fucking knows it. ‘ No. ViIIaneIIe. Whatever the fuck you’re about to do, you stop that. ’ 

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thymocosm‌ | kid.

@zhestoky / one-liner sc / hayley

smiling yet cold-eyed: ‘ i’m not really a team player. ’

     ‘ -- Your parents must be so proud. ’