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wine ass ass :)
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SHE HAS THE CHOICE OF NOT BEING A MENACE, : BUT SINCE WHEN HAS FELICIA BEEN KNOWN NOT TO TAKE IT? the very smirk, charming as it was, radiated with trouble! basically a forewarning of what was to come, ... ever since jessica hurried into the vechile, an order spoken with a strange mixture of calm &. haste, @drewspawn ' drive. drive fast. ' ... šš šššš šššš ššš ššš šš? WITH A COY TILT OF HER HEAD TO THE SIDE, jade hues glimmering with playful glint even AMIDST TROUBLE, ( as if that ever made any difference for her. perhaps made it worse. ) she says : ā now now, ā the silvertongue scolds, index finger decorated by a sharp claw swayed from side to side, ā what do we say first? ā VELVETY TUNE SO SING - SONGY, truly, she is such a troublemaker, even actually playing on the side of others.
GRIN SHOWN OFF PROUDLY, : IT WAS CLEAR THAT SHE DIDN'T FIND ANY NEED TO HURRY, ... she had all the time to play. but also because she was confident : with a luck like hers, they are not getting caught.
"Ā Ā HI,Ā Ā PRETTYĀ Ā LADY!Ā Ā DIDĀ Ā YOUĀ Ā SEEĀ Ā THEĀ Ā LATESTĀ Ā INĀ Ā THEĀ Ā JJJ'SĀ Ā RUMORĀ Ā RAG?Ā Ā "Ā Ā theĀ Ā dailyĀ Ā buggleĀ Ā wasĀ Ā theĀ Ā perfectĀ Ā sourceĀ Ā forĀ Ā newsĀ Ā andĀ Ā franklyĀ Ā superĀ Ā -Ā Ā heroĀ Ā gossip.Ā Ā yet,Ā Ā thisĀ Ā oneĀ Ā wasĀ Ā heartbreakinglyĀ Ā notĀ Ā true.Ā Ā thereĀ Ā wasĀ Ā simplyĀ Ā noĀ Ā wayĀ Ā -Ā Ā none,Ā Ā maryĀ Ā janeĀ Ā justĀ Ā knewĀ Ā deepĀ Ā inĀ Ā herĀ Ā heartĀ Ā spiderĀ Ā -Ā Ā man,Ā Ā [Ā Ā peterĀ Ā parkerĀ Ā ]Ā Ā wouldĀ Ā never!Ā Ā [Ā Ā ...Ā Ā ]Ā Ā thereĀ Ā wasĀ Ā noĀ Ā doubt!Ā Ā "Ā Ā SPIDERĀ Ā -Ā Ā MANĀ Ā JOINSĀ Ā DR.Ā Ā OCTOPUS!Ā Ā THISĀ Ā HASĀ Ā TOĀ Ā BEĀ Ā AĀ Ā MISTAKE.Ā Ā WHOEVERĀ Ā ISĀ Ā REPORTINGĀ Ā THISĀ Ā OBVIOUSLYĀ Ā ISĀ Ā AĀ Ā COMPLETEĀ Ā PHONY.Ā Ā WOULDN'TĀ Ā YOUĀ Ā AGREE?Ā Ā "
@drewspawn ⨠starter.
from @drewspawn: if you hadn't guessed, we're in a tight spot. - for buzzy!
"i'm working on it!" the strain in his voice is a clear indicator of how hard he's pushing on the door to keep it shut, fighting against the banging, the loud shouting, the repeated attempts to break it down. buzzy's clinging to hope as he presses all his weight into the door, eyes wide and frantic. he finds jess behind him, equally panicked, and starts motioning frantically with his head. "get something to put in front of the door! quick! i can't..." more banging. the shouts outside the door turn to curse words. "ā i can't hold this much longer, jess, you need to... i don't know! do something!" surely there's got to be a piece of furniture they can use to block it off... buzzy's just not in a good place to go get it. if he moves, they get in. if they get in, they're done for.
"you're strong!" he asserts randomly, another chin-jut jessica's way. "drag one of those desks over here and throw it in front of the door. i can't ā fuck!" one particularly painful shove nearly breaks the door in half, and buzzy recoils, but leaps back into place just in time to grab the door again. "we're running out of time!" his eyes are frantic. "are you armed? what do we..." buzzy's running out of energy. the shouts intensify. he locks eyes with his friend. "what do we do?"
PLAY >> : EARTH'S ORBIT , SOL SYSTEM .
" are you listening to me ? be honest . because i really need you to listen to me . " peter says , chuckling as he does so , his hands gently guiding hers across the controls of his chair . the captain's chair .
and though he usually would never allow anyone but him to touch-- or in this case , to pilot-- the milano , they are also the only people in this little expedition . no guardians to look after them , and no rocket raccoon to fly them out in a sticky situation . they would need to look after each other . and that includes how to hit the gas and escape .
he returns to the task at hand . " the button your finger is hovering over activates the milano's weapon's system , by the way . " he continues , guiding her hand once more to the gear shift on her side . " and this is what you'll pull if we need to get the flark out of dodge . did you get all that ? "
@drewspawn.

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Saw this and thought of you https://www.tumblr.com/cocopies/757987498156834816/nokia-archive?source=share
back when life was just a bit simplerā
JESSICA DREW: you do have a way of finding trouble. @drewspawn
A GRIMACE APPEAR ON HER MARBLED FEATURES, FEIGNING A LOOK OF SURPRISE AND OFFENCE, though jess is wise enough to know that they're mere masks she puts on to assume legible emotions. āĀ one could argue that trouble has a way of finding me. Ā ā she noted with a quick quirk of her brow, before pouring a unhealthy amount of vodka up in the glass before her. LONG DAY. āĀ i've been trying to steer clear of trouble since '09. Ā ā bianca downs the glass in one large gulp, the burn in her throat offering her a brief escape from the thundering headache looming over her. āĀ is that the real reason you're here? Ā ā
drewspawn: that was more fun than i ever want to have again.
sticky sweat trickling down his forehead, bruised hand wipes fresh blood off lip. cautious gaze flickers across the scene. by which, he means, your typical new york alleyway. a dark, grimy, dingy place covered by night. brick walls on either side. a mostly empty street ahead. save for the occasional passing car. if he walked a few steps, he'd find a smashed window on the storefront to the left. eyes trail past the two unconscious idiots before him, crowbar and pistol haphazardly discarded on concrete, hovering over the masked woman standing at his side. clint grips his bow. quiver containing assorted trick arrows he's spent the last few minutes picking up. ā appreciate the feedback, spider-woman. ā the archer snarks, his tone gruff, jaw set. ā you okay? these bozos put up a bigger fight than i thought they would. ā