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(   hound  half—grins,   somewhat  bitter  over  something  he  can’t  quite   pinpoint.   is  he  being  KIND?   there’s  that  soured  taste  in  his  mouth  again   )    i  am  only  practicing.    being…   SUBDUED  is  a  thing  i  would  like  to  try.    (   rather  vague,   that  part  of  him  hasn’t  changed   )    you  worry  yourself  over  it.   don’t.   

a  gift?  what  for?   (   adler's  innately  untrusting  manner  bleeds  for  the  moment,  head  turning  to  avoid  hound's  gaze.  the  cigarette  he  lights  acts  as  a  tourniquet.   )   you've  been  more  calm  ever  since…  you  know.  (   adler  decidedly  doesn't  finish  the  sentence.   )   dare  i  say  you've  been  kind.
            [ @SHCHEN0K ]

(    clicking  his  tongue,   hound  suddenly  waves  his  hand,   DISMISSIVE    )     no.   take  it.    consider  it  a  GIFT.    

/    erm.    paranoid on here..  hm spam on estelle 

/    winks at you 

*   HAAAAAAI HAI HAI HAIIIIIIIIIUUU :33333

// @ofperseus 》 fr logan is just staring at all of them

@-ccptdonno   /   so true i can’t lie.. love his character a lot more than most ppl, but it would have definitely been more interesting if he talked at all. at least bell talked when it came to making choices, but its still just awkward in some parts

// I need to get on playing cold war tho I only played black opps 1 - 3 . Wasnt a fan of the third 

despite popular belief..  it actually increases anxiety and tension.  

he’d come back,  he always does.   perseus would forever be his driving force,  estelle could never forget that.  her grip on the file never loosens,  but her stomach twists in knots.  estelle’s breathing is erratic,  her chest heaves in an unsteady rhythm──  where does she go?  where can she run?   she could always beg.  
            
            
                         ⇽           ᵈⁱᵃˡᵒᵍᵘᵉ       E.A ᵎ   
             ❛͟ ❛͟     Russell.  Please.  I── I made
            a promise. I ended it.  Finished the 
            job.  I’m sure you saw it.  I did it the 
            way Bell deserved,  the right way. 
            This is the finally piece,  just let me
            go.  It won’t make up for Perseus, 
            you know that.   I wish I could say 
            I’m sorry,  b⃨u⃨t⃨ I⃨’⃨m⃨ n⃨o⃨t⃨.⃨   You know 
            that.  It’s over now.  There isn’t  
            anything here for you Russ. It’s 
            Bell’s files.  You wanted Bell,  not 
            his family.  Have a heart. Bell’s 
            reality could’ve been ours if we 
            made it.  I still care.  So, let it go, 
            leave it be──  This chase will be 
            the death of you.    Do you want 
            that?       ❜͟ ❜͟           

───────────
            dedicated to,    ❪ @ofperseus  ❫
                 from,  odette serban.
            ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀               
            
                              act i.     YOU ARE MY FIRST
                              GRAVE.    for,            russell.
                                   ═ㅤ═ ⠀ㅤ   ⧼       0⃨1⃨.⃨      ⇽  
            
                  ﹙₀₁﹚             the pet name sends a shiver down estelle’s spine.  fingers seem to tremble.  emotions are still at an all time high.   estelle is still tear─stained, bejeweled no doubt.   there’s truly no where to run,  estelle’s dress would prevent her to do so.  the sound of heels clacking against pavement echoes through out the the night.  estelle’s movement eventually comes to a halt,  estelle trapped.  stalked by "a⃨m⃨e⃨r⃨i⃨c⃨a⃨s⃨ m⃨o⃨n⃨s⃨t⃨e⃨r⃨".  but by the looks of it,  adler is everything but that entity now.  he’s dejected,  betrayed.   estelle knew what this meant to her.  she fails to meet russell’s gaze,  but she can practically feel him twisting the knife.   adler would always be estelle’s knife.  t⃨h⃨e⃨ h⃨o⃨l⃨e⃨ l⃨o⃨v⃨e⃨ b⃨l⃨e⃨e⃨d⃨s⃨ f⃨r⃨o⃨m⃨.⃨   somehow,  some way,  adler found her once more.   russell adler was living,  breathing even──  it’s no shock after all.  estelle chose bell over adler for a reason. 

yeah,   i  am     ..     (     adler's gaze was sharp as it snapped down to the folder that she held with diligence, his eyes returning to estelle's face just as fast.     ) 
            what’s  in  the  file,   honey?
            [ @I938-O23rd ]

This is our song,  remember?

╱     GOD BLESS OUR TROOPS!!!!!!

@SHCHEN0K   /    the things i do for you guys

wake it up

/        keyword on the maybe