꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꧑ᤙɾᑯɛɾ ƒᴏɾ Һıɾɛ ꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦

n//sfw - minors dni
Joined October 2024
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ ꕥ𝓝𝓘𝓖𝓗𝓣 𝓒𝓘𝓣𝓘𝓔𝓢 𝓜𝓞𝓢𝓣 𝓐𝓓𝓞𝓡𝓐𝓑𝓛𝓔 𝓐𝓢𝓢𝓐𝓢𝓢𝓘𝓝ꕥ
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"ooops-- did i forget to mention that! silly me...! (˶˃⤙˂˶)" she knocks her knuckles against the side of her head cutely, as if she hadn't just given them the run-around on purpose. "yeah, yeah, boss lady sent me to fetch you guys and help me out. but that's booo--ring." >
ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠ𝗿𝗮𝘀𝗸𝗼 lags to register that it’s his turn on pink-potato, hands seamlessly propping valentine up, until he acknowledges the weight and nearly ( does ) drop her, but is left holding a small quantity of air, still in the pose, looking faintly betrayed. ( + ) ᅠᅠ
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"so she told me to go get you. said she knew this wasn't your 'usual kind of job' but that she'd make it up to you later." clear and concise; she's bouncing in place a little, as if she's restless but she's stopped moving enough to relay the message properly. >
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"you really do just gotta stand there! if i went in there by myself i'd be minced meat..." she clings onto valun again, looking up at him with her big pleading eyes. "you wouldn't let that happen to me, would you? (。•́ ᴖ•̀。)
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GOOOOOOOD MORNING NIGHT CITYYYYY— . . . shouldn’t it be called Day City huh ?? the sun is up . . .
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valentine
“lemme slip into something more comfortable” enters psychosis
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/ BREMERTON I KNEW THERE WAS ANOTHER PINK THING
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“hey, hey! i’m just the messenger!! boss lady is suuuuper particular—“ she starts and stops, biting back her words. “and i offered to split the eddies with you but you didn’t seem interested. do i look like i’m made of money?” once again she falls back and disappears. >
ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠ<< 𝘪 am a walking tragedy, and she makes a joke. >> 𝗿𝗮𝘀𝗸𝗼 laments from the lamppost, dramatic and wounded. he is, however, very much okay. the wince has already folded back into a sulky squint, and he's pulling himself back together. ( + ) ᅠᅠ
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aaaand out of rasko’s arms she goes before he can drop her, hopping back onto the ground in front of the stalwart leader. “you just have to stand there— like big ( dogs ).” there it is; a hint. one he would likely pick up on about just who had sent the little firecracker. >
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“well? we got a deal…? or do i have to find myself three other big scary men to hide behind, hmm?”
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“a hundred thousand.” does he wanna keep talking? because she can go up higher! arms crossed— she rolls her eyes. “you know, she was right about you.”
ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠshe should feel the smug grin widening from cheek to cheek, even when there’s nothing for her to see. << you look like a good judge of character! >> yes. not in the way he intends. << a thousand? that’s pocket change. . . or peanuts, like you americans say. >> ᅠᅠ
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“HAHA. you’re funny, did you know that? no seriously this time— this is for you.” a black box is held out to him.
ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠclosing his legs, taking one step back. << ha, no. not this time, little miss. you're not kicking me in the jewels again! >> . . .wait. ᅠᅠ
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h-hey, hey! i mean… nicknames are cute! i can work with that! (˶•̀ ᎑-˶)
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