diregen

* @diregen   how sweet of you.

@ivampsuckyerblood 
                  okay, for you, yes. i will.

* @diregen   i would hope you’d refrain from that. you can’t find a different test subject? she’s adorable.

@ivampsuckyerblood 
                *   YAY

@blesseur 
                     [ there’s a long pause before she answers, hesitant to be honest. she finds twisted comfort in this being a stranger. makes it easier to confide to someone a secret. ] an experiment went wrong and a parasite crept itself into my damn ear. [ embarrassed flush, ] yeah. im pretty brain dead. haha.

* @diregen    are you?  [ faint blues stare at the other, bringing themselves closer with arms crossing over neriah’s chest. the warmth instilled in it’s body kept the fear of the cold away. ]  —how did you die?  [ head briefly leans closer, as if it could capture more if it got a chance to be near just a second longer. ]

@blesseur 
                   im already dead. [a shrug, cigarette to her mouth to inhale and blow onto the skyscrapers below,] not a problem for me.

@subjone 
                 let me be your eyes then.

I don’t think I care to look at it for another second. 

@subjone 
                 you’d really rather put up with woofs and the filth of fur?  (…)  i find that hard to believe.

—I should’ve had dogs. 

@gvtted 
                    i can be the first to mean it,  just—  just trust me,  alright?  

───────  {  VIKTOR  }
            
            yeah right , you're here to kill us aren't you ? so much bullshit about being a good doctor , you're not the first to say that ... shut up ILYA !

@gvtted 
                     don’t be so hasty.  ‘m one of the good doctors,  i swear. 

*    pls!

@diregen / !

*      Hm

@AIMTRUE 
                  you just gave me a /warning/.  [a pause, eyes concentrating on him and tilted her head. her brows furrow, curious (and a tad confused. blame it on the parasite in her head.),]  that’s a sign of worry, isn’t it?

i don't.. [a pause, sighing from behind his mask. dex had a hard time admitting to ever caring about others. ] since when do i worry about people? 

@AIMTRUE 
                  i’m not sure if you’re threatening me or if you’re (…) worried about me.

not yet,  at least. 

@testedsoul 
                     you’re not gonna get me to spill that secret.  ‘m sorry.

i’d be a very wrong man for the rest of the evening.  / but /,  i’m also a very curious man right now. 

all part of my fine qualities.  [crossing his arms,  he paces the floor.]  didn’t take you for a seamstress. 

@testedsoul 
                  [she snatches the pair from his hand before he has the chance to pull it back.]  thank you.  you’re stubborn as a damn rock sometimes.

[sighing,  he unbuttons,  steps out of his ruined jeans and holds them out shamefully.]  fine.