ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜʀᴏɴᴇ ʙᴇᴄᴋᴏɴᴇᴅ.

     ❝  come here to enact some delicious act of REVENGE? santanico isn’t here at the moment, but i’m sure you can make do with ME. ❞

              “it’s… strange.”

   five centuries behind the temple walls had her expecting so much more. tales of the outside world were few and far between towards the end of her servitude — she wanted to see it for herself, not hear about it from others. none of that had been richard’s fault, though. she reached for his hand, her thumb tracing over his knuckles to reassure him, to let him know she was there with him. he had saved her, rescued her from the hell that had been her home for so many years. that was all that mattered.

              “but i’ve never been happier.”

     ❝  i’m glad. but there’s so much you haven’t experienced. the world’s CHANGED greatly since you were last free --------- but first, let’s leave. there’s NOTHING left for you here.  ❞

          lips pursed && the one whose soul was PURE ( while still being tainted ) regarded the long-limbed dancer with a curiosity borne of newly found companionship, that which he had accepted the moment he had consented to her calls, to her bite -- to the dance of her venom within his bloodstream. making him whole again. making him be reborn, RENEWED with vigor && desire to see, to feel more && MORE. there was hedonism in them both, a blackened ichor they carried with them wherever they would go. && now, together, it would only be multiplied tenfold.

        ❝  you should watch this MOVIE i think you’d like once we reach a motel. i can get us ice-cream. ❞

              ❝  ––––––––––jesus, we’ve been  over this a   HUNDRED   times, richie, relax, it’s gonna be a five-finger fuckin’   EXERCISE,   brother. our third gig in one week. that’s gotta be some sorta   RECORD,   right ?  ❞

               his own grin will   ECHO   his brother’s at the thought of the   BOTH   of them making   HISTORY   together, as one ;   on a rampant   STREAK,   their troubles far behind,  &&  the future just couldn’t seem any   BRIGHTER.

              ❝  ––––––––––hey, got your   BALLS   on ?  ❞

          ❝  you can never plan enough, seth. that’s something you’ve gotta LEARN. i know you’re happy, but this one’s the last one for a while --------------- three in one week’s a record alright, but we CAN’T afford to get ourselves into more hot water than we’re already in.  ❞  

          && perhaps it remained that he was overly cautious, verging on PARANOIA, but he did not fear for his own safety so much as he feared for seth’s ( as it would always be, an unspoken belief he held. ) a life like this, existing as drifters from one motel to another && living on the EDGE got to everyone at some point. but he’d be DAMNED if he would ever see it end. the gecko brothers would make their mark && enjoy themselves as they did.

             ❝  screwed on TIGHT. ❞ 

‘   listen to me very carefully, seth -- you make a left on the third floor, i make     a right. take the guards out silently, meet back in the middle. the center     room has a safe and i’m going to crack it afterward. we only have one shot.

‘   i have to ask you how it feels, finally being -- free.