ofelectrics
you always sneak up on people ?
bIoodrun
@ofelectrics ─── 〝 SNEAK UP ON PEOPLE? oh, yeah. you should've seen your face. priceless entertainment. 〟
bIoodrun
plasmabeam
this is pointless.
movesmetal
what are you doing awake?
bIoodrun
* ⸝⸝⸝ cb & specify <3
&& lmk if you'd like to plot!
GRLSBSTFRIEND
do you always try to do that?
bIoodrun
@GRLSBSTFRIEND ─── 〝 DO / WHAT /? [ he rose a brow, bringing his cigarette to his lips. ] 〟
frcsts
you're not supposed to be here.
frcsts
ID. @bIoodrun * emma's smile only widened at the realization of the other's familial tie && his subsequent abilities . a beautiful mind , to be sure . * oh . we have our hands in every pie . started off anti-mutant way back in the 1800s && now , well , things have evolved to be superior . as for xavier , he holds a distaste for everything that brings potential into action -- such as putting a telepathic block onto his / finest / student so she doesn't ever reach his level .
bIoodrun
@frcsts ─── 〝 LITTLE PET—- [ he took the glass as a mixture of shock and frustration ran over him. the telepath felt the touch of her abilities but kept his mind open. he had nothing to hide. ] i don't do anything for my father, thanks. like i said, i wanted to know more. like, why you guys get under his skin. had to be something good. substance? what exactly are you looking for here?
frcsts
ID. @bIoodrun b&e ? how droll . * emma tilted her head , reaching through with her powers . it wasn't something that required deep concentration , so she poured herself a glass of wine in the meantime and offered another glass to the other . * one of xavier's little pets ? didn't think the man had it in him . can't imagine what you'd get up to fraternizing with / the hellfire club / . now , do you have something of substance or are you to keep wasting my time ? my girls have a show in ten minutes , darling .
movesmetal
you know you shouldn't be doing that.
schizofck
... did you hear that, or am i tweaking out?
metaIbones
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logan’s body was filled with that familiar feeling of adrenaline and rage. the kind that fed more closely with a side of himself he’d rather keep buried underneath forgotten memories. his eyes were blown wide, adamantium claws that shined within the light. always ever so sharp, slightly drenched in what seemed to be blood. his sense were sharp and he couldn’t remember how he got there.
the fall air was nice against his too warm skin, the smells of the outside mixed with the slight sweetness of something else. logan couldn’t well remember, it was all a brief fog as he swallowed something thick down his throat. his steps shaken, claws slowly retracted back to their place. the pain shot up from his hands to his shoulders. it slowly ebbed away. whiskey. that’s what he needed, something to burn down his throat.
blown out eyes settled on the figure in front of him, they seemed familiar. “ the fuck are you looking at? “
;; ahhhhh i hope this is good!
bIoodrun
@metaIbones ✩ silas swirled a drink of his own in his hand, blue eyes laced with amusement at the other's state. it was quite funny to the xavier to see the roles reversed now. granted, he was pretty deep into his drinks so maybe it wasn't AS funny as it was appearing to be, but still the fact remained. he'd been looking for an escape himself. he needed something to dull the edges of his reality. something to bring a little light back to the bleak reality he battled with. and here he was, satiating that craving with booze, other numbing agents, and, more than likely, company whose names he wouldn't remember. those parts came later though. "what were those wise words again—- / calm down /? " he smirked to himself, taking a sip from the clear glass. "was just looking to see what the cat dragged in. turns out it was you. " he hummed, turning back to the bottle and pouring more into his glass. ⸝⸝⸝ always is!!
lacrymosas
just be quiet. i can't think when you're talking.