#deslock

Hemlock 🥀🌹

Closed RP with @whiteliesblacklips

Hemlock has planned everything perfectly. Down to the last detail. He scoped out the world ahead of time, searching and searching to find one perfect for this exact purpose. He measured the time difference between this world and Destinys, making sure they'd have a while without having to worry about Karma or work or anything. He made sure this Marcus didnt currently have his own Destiny and was still in a Hydra base. He checked out the base, taking note of any assets. He even got in touch with this worlds Moderators and convinced them to schedule a stealth extraction of the assets at the same time as his date so he and Destiny would be able to blow the place up when they were done. He'd let Destiny know the time they were being picked up and let them know to bring weapons. Everything will be perfect. No room for error, this won't be like with Puppet or like with Hounds Marcus. It'll be just him and his partner, having fun torturing their ex.

He's both excited and nervous. He'd spent a full two hours planning his outfit, hair and makeup. Eventually he decided hair and makeup were unnecessary in a scenario where he'd probably just wear his mask. (Not that that stopped him from putting on a red winged eyeliner anyway) It still took forever to decide what clothes to wear. He ends up picking a cute crop top and short shorts to pick Destiny up with, and then some armor to put on overhead during the actual date. Destiny had seemed to like the look of blood on him so he decides to go back to his roots with a white and red armor designed to show off both the outfit underneath and to show off all the blood that splatters on it.

Now its time to go pick Destiny up. He arrives in front of their front door, actually knocking for once in his life. He holds a white rose that he picked from his own garden, tails flicking like they can't decide if its time to wag or not.

- @variousvossivixens 🥀🌹

Destiny, his Destiny, was laying on the floor clutching the button. A stack of crates had fallen, crushing them against the concrete. Somehow. Somehow, they manage a smile.

"Hey babydoll... Got a healing spell on you? I can't feel my legs."

@whiteliesblacklips

>:D

I got someone to take care of Karma today through tomorrow morning!!

@whiteliesblacklips

He grins when he feels the text come in, typing back a quick response.

Awesome!

Be there soon :3

HEMLOCK X DESTINY Universe. ( @variousvossivixens)

It had been an odd day, as Destiny explained. One tiny event after another had left him exausted by the end of the day. He'd started out by going to coffee with a friend, earning himself a burned tongue and bruised elbow, but also a playful antidote and a wonderful morning.

Next was morning classes. Somehow he'd managed to scrape his arm, causing a minor panic attack over loosing blood. A couple of his classmates had joked about ridding the country of all immigrants from the past ten years, which added to the slight panic from earlier had been enough to make him leave class early.

He'd headed over to get some accounting done, which was normally pretty soothing as it was just copying over reports and checking that everything matched up. Unfortuantly, his least favorite coworker was there (name removed for the man's safety). The man was the companies biggest flirt and didn't believe in relationships that weren't sealed by a ring. Usually, Destiny just ignored him, pushing him aside when he got too handsy. Today the asshole had decided to make a joke about the fact that Destiny mostly did desk work since the accident.

Destiny had snapped and shoved him backwards, whereupon, the man had crumpled to the floor. Destiny called 911 and then had to talk to his boss to prove that he hadn't been the one to cause the extensive bruising that the EMDs apparently found. He couldn't help but snicker about the fact that the man who had been mocking him for injury had a bruised torso.

That done he'd headed home to get Karma settled to watch some Bluey and cook meals. He'd run delevieries and helped a couple people get their apartments back to livable, during which he'd developed a splitting headache and his right hip had threatened to give out on him. So he went home to continue his day by cleaning up the kitchen and getting Karma ready for bed.

Closed RP for @whiteliesblacklips

Hemlock 🥀🌹

"I might have slept with him." The words ring through her head, making her feel sick. She doesnt know what to say. What can she? How can she explain exactly why she feels this sick? The betrayal stings. The idea that her best friend would do things with Kazimir of all people is horrible. But... the idea of Destiny being with anyone like that is horrible. She can't... she can't do this anymore. She hears him say something else but she doesn't really register it. She needs to tell him. But not here.

"I need to go." She more hears herself say it then make a conscious choice, but next thing she knows shes leaving the Hotel, finding herself on a street in the world she'd been in earlier. She shifts into a faster form and runs. Runs and runs and runs. She loses track of how many worlds she ran through. But for what feels like the first time, shes not running from anything, but toward something. Toward Destiny.