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FILE I.D. // STRIDER, CHANDLER.
‘ walking is good for you ’ she says tucking a hair behind her ear. ‘ and it’s not even that far ’ she looks onward to another direction. ‘ but if you’re comfortable here it’ll be more drinks for me then. ’
HE CHUCKLES, ❝ it’s effort, i’m just trying to enjoy a nice time. ❞ puffing out breath of smoke, turning his eyes up to watch it, ❝ you sure you can handle them ? you look like a LIGHTWEIGHT. ❞
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FILE I.D. // VOLKOV, MIKHAIL.
mikhail recognized the look in lucian’s eyes before he even spoke, stomach dropping as he lunged forward, brain barely recognizing the other’s words as his fist reached between them, panicked and fast, connecting with lucian’s jaw. “shut the fuck up, lucian!” he growled, but his eyes were apologetic; he probably had used a bit too much force in the punch, but he had reacted solely out of fear— he knew lucian would understand that, not being the first time he had been in contact with mikhail’s fist because of his words. mika looked around them, making sure there’s really no one around before he moves forward, a comforting hand sprawling on the blond’s shoulder blades. “are you okay?” his voice is so low, it’s barely a whisper. “you can get your key back— it won’t stop me from getting into your home and we both know that.”
THE HIT WAS POWERFUL, lucian had never denied the strength that mikhail had contained. having been at he end of it multiple times. it still hurt nonetheless, even if it was his own fault for egging him on. clutching at his face with one hand, feeling the slight WARMTH from the blood blossoming from his bottom lip. mismatched eyes turned dark as they shot up from his red fingers. pushing mikhail’s hands off of him and stepping back, ❝ you’re a fucking dick, ❞ his words describing himself as well, but he ignored it. ❝ but, yeah, i’m great, just fucking bleeding from my lip because my best friend punched me in the face. good fucking times ! solid camaraderie ! ❞ he SNEERS, glaring daggers. ❝ i’m gonna fucking put barbed wire around all my windows, keep the pests out and away from ruining my pretty face. ❞
FILE I.D. // REYES, JASMINE.
she lets out a bit of a SIGH. “would you really do that for me? i’ve been dying for a dog and i’m just too nice to take someone else’s. i agree though. dogs make everything a little better. maybe she could be the syndicate mascot or whatever.”
A GENUINE SMILE GRACES HIS LIPS, her comment was almost ridiculous of him. but perhaps it wasn’t as he wasn’t that great with showing affection in general. ❝ of course i would, gotta give my favorite girl everything she’s ever wanted. ----- RIGHT ! i’ve been trying to get us one for years, no one listens. ❞
FILE I.D. // MENDOZA, KADEN.
it took a second for his own words to set in, causing his brows to knit together before a laugh escaped past his lips. “who knows? you could change shit up on me and not want to drink anymore.” he shot back, rolling his eyes lightly before he gave the other a smirk. “just because i box for fun doesn’t mean the people i box have ever actually gotten a hit off on me, lucian.” he joked. “the only thing you have to worry about is getting ready to do, there’s a new club a few towns over and you and i might be on the vip list.”
A NATURAL FEELING sets within his bones. it’s his body beginning to relax after a long days of god knows what he does. enjoying the feeling as he lets out a soft sigh, taking in the other’s words. nimble fingers going to RUB his temples, ❝ i don’t care if you think no one has taken a hit on you, bud--- you’ve obviously been hit in the head multiple times and you thinking i wouldn’t wanna drink anymore only PROVES it. ❞ the blond points out, ❝ a new club ? don’t tell me your ugly ass got us in ? i’m really starting to worry someone’s replaced you. ❞
FILE I.D. // DAHLSTRÖM, MARCUS.
“ Takes one to know one , ” he mused with a cheeky wink, lips molding into a conspiratorial grin. Marcus dug into his coat pocket to fish out an expensive-looking tin of cigarettes. He flicked open the lid; handed the case over to the other with a mocking flourish. “ Don’t tell Doc Holliday. ”
A BROW RAISES, ❝ ah, touché. ❞ head cocking to the side with curiosity. one side of his mouth begins to curve up again on reflex. it’s a DELIGHTED grin, one that showed the like for the banter the other gave him, ❝ why would i be tattling on you ? ain’t so snitch, scouts honor. ❞
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FILE I.D. // CRUZ, FABIOLA.
“you think this is funny?” she inquired, flashing a sarcastic grin. “i find it funny how you probably just don’t want me to leave, how cute. im flattered, luc.” she responded as she batted her eyes, and mockingly tilted her head just slightly and crossing her arms.
LUCIAN ONLY NODS IN RESPONSE, the smirk curving up the corners of his lips. a devilish look set in his dichromatic hues, shining in the light around him. ❝ 'course i do, i FIND amusement in your irritation. ❞ he wasn’t lying, he found everyone’s irritation amusing. especially when it had to do with him. ❝ oh ? is that what you think ? flattering yourself WON’T help you in life, fabs. ❞
FILE I.D. // QUINN, ESME.
she tried .. tried to FORGET. but there was no amount of alcohol or other vices she could turn to that would erase memories forged into her mind, into her skin. ❝ great. thanks for your input. i’ll try harder. ❞ biting sarcasm, always one to cover up her hurt with snark.
HE’S BUILDING WALLS, it was something he learned to do quite well over the years. a skill he picked up because it was what he had to do to survive. she had broken them down once, made him weak. not anymore, he couldn’t afford that. ❝ NEVER heard that come out of your mouth before, ❞ lucian spits back, ❝ you sure you can pull it off ? ❞
FILE I.D. // DARROW, VINCENT.
He gave a slight chuckle at his current patient’s manner and sat down on the rolling stool provided in the small ER room, pulling out his little notepad and making a note. “It’s not percocet or vicodin so it won’t give you as much of a fun time as all that, but it’ll do enough that you may want to stay away from heavy machinery. Still, you do any more to that muscle cluster and you’ll be back needing the good stuff when it tears,” he added, his tone frank but not disrespectful. “As for my skills in icing, I’m a surgeon. I’ve got some of the best hands around, gentle or rough.”
THE HOPE DIED, wanting to get something strong, make for a good night. they were high hopes of course, but hopes nonetheless. a groan leaving his lips, ❝ that BLOWS, ❞ lucian starts, leaning back, ❝ but don’t you worry, i’ll be super careful ! ❞ there’s sarcasm dripping off of his tongue, a normal occurrence for him. ❝ gentle or rough ? i really DIG the sound of that. ❞
FILE I.D. // STRIDER, CHANDLER.
‘ what i’m saying is .. ’ she paused pointing at the button. ‘ have you pressed the button to cross ? ’
LUCIAN PAUSES, resting his body against the brick wall behind him. pulling the cigarette out of his mouth. ❝ but, i’m comfortable here and walking all that way seems like ... a LOT. ❞
FILE I.D. // KING, KYLIAN.
unable to contain it, a laugh slipped past his lips — the other’s reaction too hilarious. “well look what we got here! if that isn’t jealousy…”
EYES SQUINT, annoyance flooding through his veins. the other had always brought that out in him. ❝ it’s not jealousy, it’s me saying some down right facts. you just don’t wanna ACCEPT it. ❞
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FILE I.D. // VALLE, AURORA.
aurora rolled her eyes once again, not quite bothered by their aggressive exchange. “oh, yeah. go and do that so we can check just HOW far from their bodies you dead on aim hit ‘em. maybe that’s really why they call you zero, you just can’t seem to get one right.”
NOT FAZED BY IT, lucian knows his skills. remembers the distinct sounds different weapons make when they go in for the kill. the zero seconds he offers for someone to cry mercy wasn’t because he liked to WATCH them go screaming ( well, it was that too ), he didn’t need the guilt. ❝ zero is a good number for no people left alive and here you are, alive and well--- breathing. maybe i should really make the number zero. ❞
FILE I.D. // CRUZ, FABIOLA.
“did i stutter?” fabiola hissed, nodding her head no to her own rhetorical question. whenever she believed she wasn’t being taken seriously, she’d snap. more out of annoyance and frustration rather then genuine anger, her impatience got the best of her. “i don’t have all day, get out of my way and stop being an asshole.”
IT TAKES A LOT for him not to laugh. right in her face as she speaks, way too amused by her actions, her words. in the end, one escapes his CLOSED lips. a sputter before his arms cross over his chest. ❝ honestly, ❞ lucian begins, ❝ i think i’m gonna stay right here and watch you get even angrier. ❞
FILE I.D. // QUINN, ESME.
she hasn’t been called that in so long, memories of it sleepily murmured into her hair … stop. she won’t allow herself to REMEMBER, not now. ❝ not for everyone i guess. ❞ there’s a bitterness to her tone, like she wants to say more but won’t allow herself to.
THE CONVERSATION WAS SHORT, he didn’t quite expect anything less. but, the tension in the air was tightening his lungs. making his chest ache, a way it hadn’t in a long time. or rather, he pushed it away. ❝ it should, ❞ he mutters, ❝ everything changes. ❞
FILE I.D. // VOLKOV, MIKHAIL.
mikhail snickered, half tempted to simply ignore lucian’s words; after a whole year of sharing a cell with the man, though, he still hadn’t learned quite how to ignore him. “i wouldn’t stab you in the back.” he deadpanned. “i’d stab you in the throat, so you can see my delight as i do it.” mika winked, groaning at the other’s words. “oh god, don’t call me that.” he shook his head. “of course everyone wants to kill you— you’re just that level of insufferable.”
MIRTHFUL EYES SHINE, mikhail had always made things too easy. making jabs at him became second nature to lucian, always having something to chirp back. ❝ oh ? ❞ a brow raises along with the corner of his lips, ❝ you’re so fucking kinky, got me hot and bothered. stab me in the throat, daddy ! ❞ clutching his stomach as he laughed, breathy and joyful. ❝ why not ? you’re the one who’s getting all kinky here, not me. ❞ lucian counters, ❝ you keep hurting me and i’m wondering now if i need to take my key off your keychain. ❞
FILE I.D. // DARROW, VINCENT.
He could tell somewhat instantly that what he’d said had brushed the other man the wrong way, not that it was a surprise. No one liked being forced to go to the doctor, even less so when they were one who was used to injury. Plus, twenty-something males were never the most receptive group when someone was trying to get them to take care of themselves. “I’m sure. And trust me, I’m paid to give you advice, you’re not obligated to take it. If you want I’ll write you a prescription for the high grade ibuprofen…but no, I don’t think you’d like the way I’d ice you.”
LUCIAN TRIES HIS BEST, usually his best doesn’t mean anything. it’s half-assed most times, especially when it came to taking care of myself. he learned from the best in that, having NO parents to take care of him and a grandmother who worried too much that he pushed her away. the feeling of being worried about was strange. ❝ shit, really ? i think i’m in need of KILLER meds. ❞ the blond asks, head cocking to the side. ❝ are you rough ? i like ‘em rough. ❞
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FILE I.D. // KING, KYLIAN.
with a shrug of his broad shoulders, kylian let out a soft chuckle. “what can i say? i’m a muse!”
WITH A ROLL OF THE EYES, lucian scoffed. ❝ you are not a muse. ❞ the blond states simply, the nonchalance in his voice easy to hear. ❝ a nuisance, sure--- a dick, of course. BUT, not a muse. ❞
FILE I.D. // DAHLSTRÖM, MARCUS.
Upon hearing the other man’s laughter, a cheeky smile danced at the corners of his lips. Amusement was clear as day in Marcus’ features as he slid a cigarette between his teeth. “ In layman’s terms, “ he started, before lighting up the stick, “ smoking causes lung cancer and you shouldn’t be polluting your lungs with too much nicotine. ”
THE IRONY OF IT was well--- ironic. a half-snort came out of his mouth. dichromatic hues dragging up the frame of the other, ❝ and yet, here you are. ❞ an elongated chuckle protrudes from his lips, ❝ bad boy, huh ? ❞