ห—หห‹ ๐ƒ๐‘. ๐๐€๐ˆ๐™๐‡๐”. เฟเพ‚ (@ONELASTMOTH) header
ห—หห‹ ๐ƒ๐‘. ๐๐€๐ˆ๐™๐‡๐”. เฟเพ‚ (@ONELASTMOTH) profile picture

โ•ญโ”€โ”€โ•ฏ . . . หš ยท . ๐‘ฐ๐’”๐’'๐’• ๐’˜๐’‚๐’๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’•๐’ ๐’‰๐’‚๐’—๐’† ๐’Š๐’• ๐’‚๐’๐’ ๐’˜๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’Œ๐’†๐’” ๐’–๐’” ๐’‰๐’–๐’Ž๐’‚๐’๐’” ? . ยท . หš ยท

๐Œ๐„๐‹๐ˆ๐๐Ž๐„. | 21+
Joined February 2020
โ‡ข ห—หห‹ ๐Ž๐ฐ๐ง๐ž๐ซ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐๐ฎ๐›๐ฎ ๐๐ก๐š๐ซ๐ฆ๐š๐œ๐ฒ . . .เฟเพ‚ โ€” by ๐Œ๐„๐‹๐ˆ๐๐Ž๐„. ยซ ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’† ๐‘ฎ๐’๐’…๐’” ๐’‰๐’‚๐’—๐’† ๐’”๐’๐’Ž๐’†๐’‰๐’๐’˜ ๐’‚๐’๐’๐’๐’˜๐’†๐’… ๐’‚ ๐’…๐’†๐’๐’–๐’”๐’Š๐’๐’๐’‚๐’ ๐’‘๐’†๐’“๐’”๐’๐’ ๐’”๐’–๐’„๐’‰ ๐’‚๐’” ๐’Ž๐’š๐’”๐’†๐’๐’‡ ๐’•๐’ ๐’†๐’™๐’‘๐’๐’๐’“๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’๐’‚๐’•๐’–๐’“๐’† ๐’๐’‡ ๐’๐’Š๐’‡๐’† ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’…๐’†๐’‚๐’•๐’‰. ยป
2
148
SPOTTED !! Oh Gods, why is he feeling so nervous now . . .
He hasn't been Going out much the Past few days. He's staying In Liyue for the time being ใƒผ For a few things he needs to Take care of. Might have a smoke or Two before getting back To work.
1
95
เผ„ ๐‘ด๐‘จ๐‘ฐ๐‘ต ๐‘ฐ๐‘ต๐‘ญ๐‘ถ๐‘น๐‘ด๐‘จ๐‘ป๐‘ฐ๐‘ถ๐‘ต๐‘บ.
1
1
64
เผ„ ๐‘จ๐‘ช๐‘ช๐‘ถ๐‘ผ๐‘ต๐‘ป. โ‡ขlewd DNI โ‡ขpotential mentions of heavy themes. โ‡ขnot following canon. โ‡ขhe/they muse.
25
As he stepped closer, she finally got a good look at him. And . . . What a strange choice of attire. Il Dottore, huh ? Yeah. That was definitely not a name. A title, maybe. A job. After all, she'd introduced herself as an agent too. Still, -
There is neither better Nor worse. All of them Were useful in their own Ways, until they weren't. Stepping closer to her, He drags his finger across The wall ใƒผ too much dust ; It's been long enough. โCBI .แฃ what does That stand for, exactly .แฃโž ใƒผ
1
1
200
- She answered calmly, evenly. Professional. But his next question earned him a frown. What kind of question even was that? Of course she was concerned. People didn't just vanish into thin air for fun. "Answer my question, sir." Firmer now. "What are you doing -
1
28
Everything about this place felt off. If the building was truly abandoned, then someone had forgotten to tell the people clearly living in it. Could be homeless. Could be drug dealers. Or, knowing her luck, worse. Which was exactly why her hand never strayed far -
Why would a regular Person want to venture Into places that weren't Theirs to explore anyhow .แฃ The facility had long been Abandoned, and yet, it Seemed that it had been Used ใƒผ or active, not So long ago. As soon as she steps Close enough, ใƒผ
1
1
132
- from the gun strapped to her thigh. Fingers loose, ready. So when a voice echoed from God-knew-where, she didn't hesitate. The weapon was in her hand in a heartbeat as she turned toward the sound. โ€œSir. Agent Elvira. CBI.โ€ Her tone was flat, official. "I'm -
1
17
- investigating the disappearance of four individuals in this area. State your name and what you're doing here."
11
Replying to @GODSEGMENT
@GODSEGMENT Usual day. Usual case. Another murder, another trail. Different places, different names. All of it blending into the same dull pattern every investigation eventually became. Right. So why did her gut twist the second she stepped into this -
1
1
150
- abandoned facility ? Something was wrong. Not just a little wrong. The kind of wrong that crawled under the skin and refused to leave. Maybe it was the air. Heavy, almost sticky in her lungs. Or maybe it was the tools scattered across the dusty floor, -
1
20
- half-hidden under filth and neglect. Stained. And not with rust. Yeah. That looked like blood. She exhaled slowly, jaw tightening, hand close to her gun. What the hell happened here ?
16