arachnd

* Oh we're so locked in this Time.

arachnd

*  visual representation on what Suki's threadmark looks like:  https://pin.it/3LQTaEApe

arachnd

she does hide it from public view btw.  it ties into her lore of being considered as an arachnid entity because spider(wo)man was never supposed to exist on earth-0199.su  
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arachnd

it does pulsate at times..  
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arachnd

similar to the visual it sits from her collarbone to just beneath her jawline.  the mark itself is burned and scarred over her skin,  a few layers deep into her flesh and very raw looking.  like a fully healed tattoo in the sense the mark it doesn't irritate her,  howeverrrr 
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arachnd

i'm so hungry that i could eat Luke Anderson—  :D! 

kitsursel

*    Who said that    !!   
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arachnd

*  this revamp is eating hold on now 

arachnd

nvm you can keep them open..
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raftides

*  su-ki back in the game!!!
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valhalkyrie

*    anthony mackie smile 

arachnd

*  @valhalkyrie,naur it's nawt like that pooki.. ): 
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valhalkyrie

* @arachnd,  oh….. you don’t care about me….
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silentmutiny

I /just/ came here to observe. 

arachnd

@silentmutiny,    aww!    it's a kitten—  it's so cute! [completely ignoring his previous words,    Su-ki immediately approaches Adrian with his new found fur friend.]     hi buddy..     [her voice drops to a soft coo as she leans in,   eyes shining with genuine affection as the kitten's sleepy gaze blinks up at her.     one finger extends toward its paw,    brushing against it with the lightest touch—     mimicking a tiny handshake.]    it's so nice to meet you.. 
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silentmutiny

Somehow I’m holding a kitten and signing a lease.
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silentmutiny

(Few moments later...)
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silentmutiny

I’m not flirting.       I’m evaluating whether you’re worth the risk.

arachnd

@silentmutiny,    [Su-ki’s brow arches slowly,   more amused than offended.    however,     she doesn’t answer his words right away—instead she just steps a little closer,    tilting her head off to the side,     while maintaining eye contact.]    Mm,    —it sounds like flirting with extra paperwork.   [a soft twitch to her lips,  she allows a faint smile to sit across.   not too obvious,  but just enough for him to notice a change in expression with her gaze refusing to wander.]      i hadn't realized you were my care physician,    do i need a checkup as well?     —since you're so eager to play doctor?
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webwaerden

Brought you a drink.     It’s not poisoned or anything…       unless you count charm as a dangerous substance.

arachnd

@webwaerden,    strawberry matcha,     —you actually remembered?   [masking her excitement from being greeted with her favorite drink,  a gentle hand reaches for the drink.   one sip.  then two—it was perfect.  her lashes lower as she takes it in,    and when her eyes lift again,   there’s a glint of surprise.]     ..extra vanilla?    [she tilts the cup,   to only then spot the thin slices of strawberry swimming near the ice.]    —and sliced strawberries too?   [her voice cracked in the quiet awe of being seen,   touching her fragile heart.  so much so,    Su-ki found herself pulling Luke into a soft embrace,     —gentle,   quiet,   full..  no words.   just the way her arms wrap around him,    resting her cheek lightly near his shoulder whilst on her tippy toes.]     maybe,    ..i do like you a little more than i would like to admit,     but only just a little.
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webwaerden

Go ahead—    sip carefully.         I hear it’s strong enough to make you admit you like me.
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webwaerden

You make things quieter.     Not the world,    just…       the noise in my head.

arachnd

@webwaerden,    [Luke's already in her arms—and Su-ki finds herself kneeling down to hold him upright,   her back is bent under him,      hands splayed across his shoulder blades,     trembling.     she tries to shift his weight,     but with failure he doesn’t move——his arms are still around her.]      you’re not light,     —you know.   [she whispers against his ear,     her voice half–broken from his words but nonetheless,     she's let's out a breathless laugh.     one hand then rises,   threading carefully through his hair,     pushing it back from his forehead.]      don’t say stuff like that while bleeding on me,        [so,  despite the burden of carrying his weight,      with her shoulders aching and her knees scrapping.      she holds him tighter,    until she can feel him breathing steadier against her.]    —it makes it harder to stay mad at you..
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