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 ⠀⠀ “yes,”  she confirms with a nod of her head. the motion is quick and brief, before her head is tilting. she doesn’t press for the details, she’s pretty sure that he’s much like her, a wild animal when put in a corner. though he doesn’t scare her. if it came to strength, she has him beat. but he could have silver, which was lethal to her. that, she doesn’t want risk. she ignores his question for a brief moment, watching him take out the cigarette from his pocket.  “no,”  she deadpans.  “i was looking for food. was that person scary? i can’t imagine so, you don’t look the type to be intimidated so easily.”

[ @bIoodswrath ]
            
            “ you can tell ? ” he said blinking slowly because nothing else about him would’ve given away his heart rate. he seemed to the outside , entirely composed “ i just … dealt with someone ” he said being intentionally vague because outwardly saying he had fulfilled a hit didn’t seem like a particularly good idea. “ what are you even doing here ? aw did you come to see me ? ” he said an amused smile curling at his lips as he reached into his pocket taking out a cigarette

@ocyeaniks    ( … )    [     a   low,   incredulous   laugh   slipped   from   kalina’s   throat — not   amused,   but   edged   with   that   familiar   edge   of   exasperation.   her   eyes   rolled   slowly   as   she   crouched   down   beside   the   body,   lips   pulling   into   a   grimace.   she   had   wanted   to   question   him   after   he   woke   up — that   certainly   wasn’t   going   to   happen   now.   she     straightened,   rolling   her   shoulders   back,   the   dim   light   catching   the   matte   steel   of   the   knife   holstered   at   her   abdomen.   her   gaze   swept   the   room   with   the   same   clinical   precision   he   had.     ]     five   minutes   is   generous.      [       she   said,   already   moving   toward   the   door.     ]     I’ll   give   you   seven.   but   if   you’re   still   dithering   when   I   get   back,   I’m   dragging   both   of   you   out   by   your   ankles.
            
                [      she    quipped   with   a   sarcastic   smile   as   she   slipped   into   the   corridor,   posture   melting   into   the   fluid,   predatory   gait   of   someone   who   had   spent   her   entire   life   turning   chaos   into   opportunity.   within   seconds,   the   assassin   was   gone — already   crafting   the   distraction   he’d   asked   for,   already   ensuring   that   when   the   building   erupted   into   confusion,   no   one   would   remember   the   woman   who   passed   them   like   a   ghost.   she   pulled   the   fire   alarm,   the   siren   blaring   through   the   building.     ] 

[ @killerwidows ]
            
            “ that’s what i was /attempting/ to do , i didn’t think his neck would snap like a twig ! ” he retorted defensively as he looked at the man who was now a crumpled heap at his feet. a quiet groan left his lips as he dragged a hand down his face trying to think of how best to dispose of the body. despite his tendency to make things harder than they needed to be , for once he hadn’t intended on making their lives different. his dark eyes scanned the room , brows furrowed , jaw clenching methodically as he assessed the situation. “ ok i’ll get rid of him , you think you can cause a distraction for ten… no five minutes ? ”

[ @terminalwebs ]
            
            “ i aim my gun equally at all , so don’t take it to heart ” he said amusement tugging at his lips despite the fact that he had a deadly weapon aimed at her. “ since you’re not going anywhere … care to explain why you broke into my office ? ” he asked cocking an eyebrow. contrary to his relaxed demeanour , his eyes were alert watching for the slightest movement as kept her within eyesight. 
            
            / no worries ! 

/  apologies for the lateness but as spider-woman  :p 

[ @heIIshound ]
            
            “ i would love to tell you ” he said running an exasperated hand down his face as he took out his car keys. the moment he turned on the engine it made a sound that a car /definitely/ shouldn’t be making. “ now … i’m not going to claim to be entirely innocent but I haven’t done anything that would cause that ”

* the goddess’ jaw tightened, her eyes flicking down to the ruined cashmere before returning to him with a look that could have cut diamond. that stupidly infuriating grin only made it worse.
            
            “gods, you're insufferable,” she muttered, stepping back and looking at the ruined piece of clothing, “ you know, for someone who claims i don't understand my limits, you seem awfully interested in testing them yourself, laurier.”

[ @khhaos ]
            
            “ if you had it under control , i wouldn’t have stepped it. evidently , you don’t understand your limits ” he said feigning solemnity but his shit-eating grin gave him away. he gave the cashmere sweater a once over , not particularly blown away by what he saw “ just get a new one… maybe go for a red sweater next time ”

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