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@blackcqt- 
            
            [ Lucian looked down at the plant for a beat longer than necessary, his dark eyes narrowing in mild skepticism before his expression smoothed back into its usual unreadable calm. He let out a low, barely audible breath the closest thing to a laugh anyone was going to get out of him and reached out to take it, his bare fingers careful not to crush the delicate stems. ] " Medicinal, huh ? " [ he muttered, his deep voice carrying a slight dry edge as he looked back up. ] " I'll hold you to that if it turns out to be poisonous. And for the record... I don't usually take compliments. "

@labirthright- 
            
            to get them  ..  out?  was fu being kicked out?  but he had been so good!  a whine left him at the thought  ,  curling up further as if to get away from the other.  maybe that would keep the lab from getting rid of him.
            
            "no  —  no.  fu can't leave.  I've been  ..  I've been really good.  promise!  don't make me  ..  "  moisture quickly began to gather in their eyes  ,  moments away from turning into an actual fit.

@labirthright- 
            
            [ Lucian stayed still, his dark eyes fixed on the boy as he gave him time to process his presence. Keeping his posture open and unthreatening, he kept his hands still and visible at his sides, maintaining a comfortable distance in the sterile room. ] " I'm Lucian ," [ he answered smoothly, his deep voice low, steady, and devoid of malice. ] " I know this is your room. I came here to get you out of this place if you'll let me. " [ His gaze flicked briefly toward the door to check their surroundings before settling back on the boy with a calm, reassuring nod. ]  " Are you able to stand ? "

he did suppose that was true.  it wasn't as if people took the time to tell you they were going to hurt you before they actually did.  that didn't mean this man wasn't dangerous though.
            
            "who  ..  who are you?  why're you here?  this is   /  my  /   room."  no one but the doctors were supposed to be here  —  this man said he wasn't going to hurt him  ,  so he clearly wasn't one of them.

@gmblersriot 
            
            [ Lucian watched in silence as she wiped the blood from her hand, his dark eyes tracking the movement with a steady, unbothered focus. His hands remained resting naturally at his sides, his posture unyielding despite the chaotic state of the room around them. ] " I don't doubt your sanity is taking a hit, " [ he replied smoothly, his tone low and composed. ] " Though if a simple mess has you at your limit, you're either working too hard or letting someone else get on your nerves. "

“ my orders are for your own good… and my sanity ” she said as she retrieved a napkin from one of the drawers , wiping the bit of blood on the back of her hand. she glanced around the room that had been trashed by a third party with a look of mild disdain “ believe me it’s more annoying for me than it is for you ” she said , her patience with people had been running very low and she was at her wits end. 

@gmblersriot 
            
            [ Lucian’s posture didn’t shift, though a subtle, unreadable glint flickered across his dark eyes as he swept a brief look over the messy room. A small, barely noticeable hum vibrated in the back of his throat not of frustration, but of quiet resignation before his gaze settled back on her with composed intensity. ] " I didn't realize I was taking orders on your cleaning schedule, " [ he noted dryly, his voice maintaining its steady, measured pace. ] " Half an hour is a long time to ignore an obstacle. "

@bIoodstars 
            
            [ Lucian didn't break his composure, though his gaze softened ever so slightly, a faint, almost imperceptible tilt appearing at the corner of his lips. ] " Is that what he tells you ? " [ he asked quietly, leaning back with his hands resting naturally at his sides. ] " I assure you, most of the time he's talking to me, he looks far more annoyed from me — he usually saves the smiles for you. "

@testedsoul 
            
            [ Lightly rests his hand on the hilt of his dagger, a faint, dangerous smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. ] " If I brought you out here to kill you, darling, you wouldn't have lived long enough to finish that sentence. But to answer your question... yes, I’ll always be hunting you. It’s my job, after all and quite frankly, you’re the only target who makes the hunt actually worth my time. Killing you now would end the fun far too quickly, wouldn't it ? "

oh, it's nothing like that, * he sighed and lowered himself into the closest seat, one leg crossing over the other as he did so, * i was anticipating the sandwich i'd made for lunch all day long, only to find i had forgotten it at home. 

@feathrflaunt 
            
            [ Lucian leans back in his chair at the desk, wiping his blade clean before sheathing it with a sharp click. Setting his hands on the surface, his fingertips tap a slow, rhythmic beat against the wood as a faint, dry smirk touches his lips. ] " Worst day so far. You're still breathing, which means it's fixable or survivable, " [ he says, arching an eyebrow. ]  " Give me the facts. If someone needs to disappear, name them if not, sit down and clear your head. "

aden flicks his gaze down to the dagger lucian sheathes, a smile forming on his lips. when the mortal gets closer and invades his already non-existent personal space, the smile becomes just a bit more wicked than usual. hazel eyes light up like it’s christmas morning and he’s a child waiting for presents. acting like the prey rather than the predator, aden steps back into the counter behind him. was that intentional, or is he slacking? who really knows?  “have you ever considered that… perhaps… i’m exactly where i want to be? who made the implication that i am the cat in this specific scenario?”  his brows raise, his head tilts. he could leave this situation in a moment, he had the speed. the biggest question is—- does he even want to?

@bIoodthirsts 
            
            [ Lucian lets out a low, scoffing laugh, the dagger making one last seamless flip between his fingers before he sheathes it with an effortless click. His gaze stays locked on Aden, a razor-sharp smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. ] " Tom and Jerry ? Really ? You're giving yourself way too much credit, if you think you're the cat in this scenario. " [ He takes a deliberate step into Aden's space, tilting his head slightly with a look of cool, dangerous amusement. ] " And don't mistake my patience for weakness, Aden. I don't strike because a quick hit ends the fun too early... but keep testing your luck and I might just prove you wrong. "

“here i thought tempting you was the fun part about our relationship.”  aden hums, his head tilting slightly. hazel eyes flicker over lucian’s features, his tongue pressing to the roof of his mouth. aden didn’t follow the personal space rule, at least not with lucian. he hadn’t ever since lucian decided to play that dead role—- that was sort of the highlight of his whole history with lucian, actually.  “come on, admit it. you like tempting me as much as i like tempting you. it’s like a little game of cat and mouse, no? what’s that one cartoon… tom and jerry? plus, despite all your talk, i know you’re not gonna strike. you like this game of ours too much.”

@bloodshed    ( … )    [      the   assassin   smirked   slightly   as   she   tilted   her   head   at   him.   her   eyes   tracked   his   attire,   her   palms   splayed   flat   on   the   bed   as    she   leaned   back   on   her   arms.      ]      long   night ?   I   thought   this   was   going   to   be   a   quick   job.   unless…   it   / isn’t /   a   target ?      [     her   eyebrows   rose,   almost   playfully.      ]       wow,   are   you   / socialising /   for   fun ? 

@killerwidows 
            
            [ Lucian glances into the mirror, briefly checking his reflection before smoothing out an invisible wrinkle on his tailored suit jacket. Letting his hand fall back to his side, he turns slightly toward her with a quiet, dry half-smile tugging at the corner of his lips. ]  " Just standard protocol for a long night, " [ he answers smoothly, his dark eyes fixing on her with calm composure. ] " Besides, a clean suit makes the work look effortless. "

@vesperss 
            
            [ Lucian offered a faint, imperceptible tilt of his chin, his gaze remaining steady as Veridus spoke. His bare hands stayed motionless at his sides, his demeanor calm and unbothered by the lingering question. ] " Work is work ," [ he replied smoothly, his tone measured and even. ] " Weariness is a luxury reserved for those who can afford to stop moving. As long as there is a contract, I don't give myself the room to find it tiresome. "

[@bloodshed]
            
                 Veridus folded his gloved hands neatly before him , his curiosity evident as he watched the man.  Still , he had no intention of prying.  It wasn’t his place.  He understood that line of work all too well;  he had taken assassination contracts himself when the job demanded it.  Though , that was a lifetime ago.  He hadn’t accepted work like that since he disappeared from Rubicon.  “ I have no intention of getting in your way , my friend , ”  he said calmly.  “ I was merely curious , nothing more.  I remember you always being a busy man , and it seems time hasn’t changed that.  I do admire your dedication , truly . . . ”  His head tilted ever so slightly.  “ Tell me . . .  does it ever grow tiresome ? ”

@vesperss 
            
            [ Lucian’s gaze flicked around their immediate surroundings, taking in the environment with a quiet, practiced assessment before settling back on Veridus. His bare hands remained motionless at his sides, his posture unbothered as he gave a faint, single nod of acknowledgement. ] " Nothing classified enough to keep secret from someone who isn't my target ," [ Lucian said, his voice smooth and steady, devoid of any edge or threat. ] " I'm tracking a mark through the district. Simple contract, simple cleanup. Unless you're planning on getting in the way of the payout, my business here shouldn't concern you. "

@killerwidows 
            
            " Surprise me. Just make sure whatever it is, I actually live to see tomorrow morning. " [ A faint, dry smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as he met her gaze, his dark eyes fixed on her with an unhurried, calm focus. He tilted his head slightly, resting one hand flat on the counter. ] " Though if you're offering options, something simple will do... unless you're planning an elaborate dish to distract me ? "

@bloodshed    ( … )    [     kalina   squinted   at   him,   the   corners   of   her   lips   twitching   upwards   slightly.     ]      no   promises.     [      she   mused,   with   a   tone   that   didn’t   make   it   clear   whether   or   not   she   was   joking.   then,   she   rested   her   forearms   on   the   kitchen   counter,   leaning   forward.     ]     well,   what   is   it   you’re   wanting   on   the   menu   this   evening,   mister   raelthorn ? 

@killerwidows 
            
            " Only if you promise not to poison it or at least use a poison I’m immune to. " [ A genuine chuckle escaped him, reaching his eyes as a rare, warm glint softened his lethal gaze. He leaned back slightly, watching her with quiet intensity. ] " Show me what you've got ."