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p.elmas

Go…. Now.

tenebrxe:

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                      “ Then in this state I guess you are
                                                                 completely useless to me.
                         What do you say of something to help loosen your tongue? 

      “Your bribes or charming words won’t change anything.                                                                                        Who are you anyway?” 

posted on Apr 23rd with 4 notes
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child-of-the-road:

"I’m not exactly the type who knocks on the door."

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"Yes, I’m starting to get that."

"So what sort of interesting things you expected to fing here?"

posted on Apr 23rd with 3 notes
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flyingsymbol:

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you’re asking me ?

"I don’t know. I guess, I always thought of it as tragic rather than funny."

tenebrxe:

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                   “ You should better tell me quick
            what I want to know.  If you value that life of yours. 

        “As I told you before, it is not a matter of willingness.
           The answers you seek are classified and nothing you say can change that.”

posted on Apr 23rd with 4 notes
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flyingsymbol:

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funny.

is it?

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child-of-the-road:

"They told me I would find something interesting in here."

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"And way to see if they were right is to sneak a peek through a window? My window?”

rebellavit:

                                                       Amateur нσ¢υѕ ρσ¢υѕ

                                                                 Don’t forget

                                           You learned all your t r i c k s from me

                                                                 Little brother

An Unexpected Encounter || Dean & Juliet

hellfire-coldwind:

       Dean snapped into persona as soon as she opened the door, “Good afternoon, Ms. Grace.” He took out his badge, “I’m Agent Roth, I have a court order to ask you a few questions about the recent murder of Adelaide Stevens on the campus of Harvard University. I’m sure you’ve heard of it, it’s been all over the news.”

             ”Mind if I come inside? I’m sure this won’t take long.”

       He was inspecting a case of demonic possession, and after getting one of the demons he captured to talk, it said that the little scientist gal in this hotel room was the ringleader. After seeing her, however, it seemed like he may have been pointed in the wrong direction. She seemed unmistakably human to him.

                        {{ oh well, better safe than sorry. }}

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        “Of course.” was her answer; the words had slipped her lips before she’d got the chance to think something a little less binding than letting a complete stranger into a motel room. Her eyes glanced over the badge before she slided and made way for the man to enter.

        Tilting her head to the side, she crossed her arms over her chest as the man entered. There was a confident air about him; the way he walked, the way he stood, the way adressed her. It was almost as if he was in a play, reciting pre-rehearsed words.

             ”Adelaide Stevens.”

      She had heard the name before, of course. Like the man said, it was all over the papers. However Juliet knew a little more than the reporters led on. The young girl was murdered alright but it was not in the hands of a human being. That was the sole reason that the young scientist had traveled across a freakin’ ocean.

            “Yes.” She nodded, with a half-hearted frown. “I’ve read about it. Poor girl. How can I help you?”

       The real question there was, how much the man did know and why on earth would anyone come to her seeking connections.

apsconditus:

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❝ Oh nothing, I was just caring for your
    health. It’s not like I’m a doctor or anything. ❞

  ❝ Right. ‘Cause that’s not creepy at all.
         Thanks. I guess. ❞

posted on Apr 23rd with 3 notes
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Down the Rabbit Hole

eveycomesundone:

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For the longest time she just stood there in the shadow of the trees, just watching. The fact that there was a girl just laying in the middle of an open field was just plain odd, especially since the girl was now awake and looking around as though she was completely confused. Heaving a sigh, Evey moved out of the trees and carefully made her way across the field, hand discreetly on the hilt of her knife. “Lost?” she asked.

Upon hearing someone aproach, Juliet immiditly got up to her feet, her gaze darting around frantcally which only made the throbbing in her head intensify. Her eyes fixed on the strange girl, the brunette nodded. “Quite.” The woman was dressed in bizarre clothing. Perhaps there is a renaissance faire nearby was her first thought. “W-Where are we?” She found herself asking. “I don’t… I don’t know how I got here and it would be great if you could just direct me to the nearest gas station or bus stop.”

nolongerporcelain:

"One day bunnies will take over the world, it’s a proven fact."

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"How can it be a proven fact when it is still yet to happen?"

        I need a distraction.

Down the Rabbit Hole

          The air was cold. Juliet couldn’t help but think of that when she woke. She wondered why the air was so cold, it didn’t smell familiar either. Her eyes fluttered open and she quickly sat up which she shouldn’t have done because her skull felt as if it was about to burst open. The snap pain ebbed away and was replaced by a more permenant throbbing one.

         That was when she realized she was not in her own bed. In fact, she had no idea where she was.

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An Unexpected Encounter || Dean & Juliet

        The young sat alone in the motel room where she had been staying for the past week. The truth was Juliet had always had a thing for the States and being there for the first time, even though it was only for a few weeks and the sole reason she was there was work, felt good.

      With a book in one hand and a cup of coffee in other, she leaned back in her seat, making herself comfortable. She was just about to take her first sip when she heart an impatient knock on the door. Putting the book and the cup on the table she got up and opened the door, only to face a well dressed stranger who seemed awful lot like a federal officer. But that couldn’t be it, right?

      “Uh, hello.” The brunette greeted. “Can I… uh, can I help you?”