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@coyips ;;
            
            ────── {  ILYA }
            
               no .. haha .. i'm perfectly fine , you think i'm insane don't you ?
            
            * ILYA frowned , stepping closer as he clenched his fist , blood seeping out the bandages as an almost manic laugh lifts from bloodied lips *
            
            so you won't come with me because you're judging me ? fuck .. im not insane you know ? im just ... im just ... / misunderstood / by people .. yeah yeah ... i am .... so just ... make this easier for the both of us , i dont want blood on my bandages again 

    * eyes would narrow in slight suspicion and caution as the man shifted back instead . hand resting in the hilt of his gun just in case this went south . *
            
              I don't think I will . you haven't given me any reason to . 

@coyips ;;
            
            ────── {  ILYA  }
            
                     huh ? me ? no one ... hah ...no one sent me i just ... i don't remember ... don't remember anything . just come with me , okay ?

@gvtted 
            
            A heaved sigh followed, pushed through gritted teeth. The man carefully lowered his gun, and holding eye contact he crouched, setting it on the ground between them.

@SUNSWALLOWING ;;
            
            ────── {  VIKTOR  }
            
               you do it first ! you're the one asking me to ! i swear if you don't i'll fuckin' kill you !

@gvtted 
            
            "Alright, see - I'll lower mine. You do the same."

@feralfights- ;;
            
            ────── {  ALY  }
            
            * safety , a sense of relief washes over them before a new identity fronts . often times ALY fronts in order to be on the advantageous side of an argument , with smooth talking and conversational skills .  his eyes go blank for a moment , a sudden blur of vision as his mind felt dizzy . he held his head , eyes shut before he looks back up at jaime , a differing look in his eyes -- one that is a lot .. calmer , and more composed compared to the hyperagressive VIKTOR *
            
            apologies for what may have transpired earlier , it was not in my intention to do that my friend .
            
            * ALY chuckles , crossing his legs in a prim and proper manner while his free hand played with the messily put bandages on his own arms *
            
            well , we want the armory . at least a third of it . you have something valuable in your hands and you don't seem to know what to do eith it , why not take it off your hands hm ? allow us to ease your burden
            
            * his voice , albeit gruff in nature , was smooth , fluent and spoke with such confidence it was astounding *
            
            

jaime wanted to scoff  —  to mock the man for his assumptions.  the boy was used to being underestimated.  that was the whole reason he was kept around so long  —  people never expected much from him.
            
            the stranger might be dangerous  ,  but so was jaime.  it wouldn't do good to make a retort about it though.  it was good to be assumed as an easy kill.  
            
            "can't really play stupid if you keep spouting nonsense  ,  capullo ( idiot )."  the teen couldn't help but roll his eyes.  the threats wouldn't do much for him.  he already lived the reality of those words  —  torture  ,  choking  ,  near death experiences.  it was nothing new.
            
            "get on with it  ,  will you?  I ain't got time to deal with acertijos ( riddles )."

@feralfights- ;;
            
            ────── {  VIKTOR  }
            
            * VIKTOR smiles wider , if that was even humanely possible . he could hear the rustle of the holster , a gun ? what type ? a pistol ? a revolver ? so many endless choices . meanwhile , all he brought with him was his fists and his bandages *
            
            i'd ask to fight , but ALY tells me that you would die too fast . or maybe i should torture you ?
            
            * in a strange act of nonchalance , he grabs a nearby chair and drags it towards him , the sound grating on the ears as he sat upon it like a throne *
            
            hmm ... i could drag your intestines out your body and make them a noose ....
            
            * he thinks out loud , eyes bloodshot with hostility now turning towards jaime *
            
            you have something the boss wants , and i'd rather if you didn't play stupid ... hah .... fuck ... i'd love to squeeze your throat and make your eyes pop out but ... but ALY told me to keep it clean ... that fucker is always interfering with my methods ... but , you know . anything to keep / family / safe no ?

[@gvtted]
            
                 “ Then it seems we’re cut from the same cloth , ”  he says with a soft chuckle , slipping his hands into his jacket pockets as a quiet sigh follows.  “ It’s been quite some time since I’ve been treated with any real respect — just the same careless rudeness day after day . . .  well, at least before I chose to leave. ”
            
                 Veridus didn’t dwell on the details of his situation;  it was far too personal , too tangled even for him to unravel.  If pressed , he wouldn’t know where to begin.
            
                 “ Oh — and you may call me Veridus.  And you ? ”  he adds , offering the name with ease , though it wasn’t truly his own — merely a callsign he had long since accepted as his identity.  At times , he almost forgot he’d ever had another name at all.

@vesperss ;;
            
            ────── {  ALY  }
            
            * it was almost humorous how differing his manner of speech was compared to his appearance , one would expect a polished and clean young man with the way he spoke , at least that was what it was like on the inside . *
            
                       yes , we truly do appreciate it . if you don't mind , could you indulge me in the knowledge of your name ?
            
            * they asked , tilting his head to the side as a serene expression settles on his bandaged face *
            
                   it's not often we are not treated with hostility .  often times it is because of what we look like on the outside , we are glad you are an exception .

[@gvtted]
            
                 His mouth parted slightly , caught off guard by how quickly the other shifted — it stirred a faint sense of familiarity , reminding him of someone he once worked alongside , someone he had come to see as a younger brother before everything unraveled.  He gave a small nod , folding his hands neatly before him.
            
                 “ Of course , it’s quite alright . . .  there’s no need to worry , ”  he said with a gentle smile , giving a light shake of his head.  “ I don’t regard others as enemies unless they’ve given me reason to.  As it stands , I’ve none to act against you . . .  so you’re safe with me. ”