dastardlyentity

 //   i love this oc of mine  :,)

tanoceur

    “ uh, pardon...? ”    THEIR BROWS FURROW IN A MOMENT OF SEVERE CONFUSION,  matching their confused body language.    “ what'd you say to me, man..? ”

tanoceur

    “ yes,  / your /  fault. ”    they sigh a little, as if having to explain to this man that there were two sides to their little run-in was already causing a headache.    “ actually, it's alright.  i forgive you, and i apologize.  now, i gotta go or i'mma be late for class. ”    fixing their shirt, the teen gives a tight-lipped smile as they start to walk away from the situation.
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dastardlyentity

@-spyder 
            
            "my fault? he looked genuinely offended; wide eyed, and he placed a hand to his chest. he was playing dumb.
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tanoceur

    HIS WORDS ONLY FURTHER CONFUSE THE TEEN,  seeing as how they were not the one in the wrong.    “ with  / all /  due respect, you ran into  / me /  while you were staring off into space.    (  ᵈᵃᵐⁿ.  )    now, if you want me to apologize, fine, i can do that  / after /  you admit to your fault.  fair? ”
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TheBirdOfRhiannon

“Barricade the doors, I’ll take care of the windows. HURRY.”

dastardlyentity

@TheBirdOfRhiannon 
            
            "Right." The male rushed to a nearby bookshelf and tackled it. It rocked, and, in quick succession, he bodyslammed it again. That caused it to fall to the side, blocking one of the doors from being able to open. "How are you doin' over there?" he called over to the other, huffing.
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dddeprived

⠀⠀UNAMUSEMENT RESTS ON THEIR FEATURES, watching the stranger's lips move but not taking in any of what was said.  instead, their mind drifted to a recent deal, one that had someone meet their end.  wonderful memories.    ‘‘  (  ...  )    yeah, i'm not listenin' to you, man.  make it short or i'm gonna go 'head and bounce.  ’’

dddeprived

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⠀⠀‘‘  i never said i'd listen to your monologue,  ’’    AGREEING WITH HIS WORDS,  the teen gives a soft nod of their head.  why  / would /  she listen to him?  they were too busy reliving a good kill.  plus, he'd been talking for a while, and her attention just wasn't on him in the first place.  however, when he had the audacity to give  / orders /,    ‘‘  listen here, you little shit,  ’’    she says in a soft voice, seriously contrasting her words.    ‘‘  i don't take orders from you.  you're looking for someone?  sounds like a you-problem.  fix it your damn self.  leave  / me /  out of your shit, understand?  ’’
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dastardlyentity

@-trickrys
            
            the blond's lips tugged down into a frown, and his eyebrows drew closer together.  "well, that's just insulting. you're saying that i have just spewed dramatic dialogue for nothing?"  he licked his lips discreetly, because they felt dry, and continued talking,
             "to cut a long story short:  i'm looking for someone tall, blond, and scrawny. he has a green hoodie, oh, and his name is ethan. redirect him to the hotel. room seven."
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