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“Well when you get your ass kicked form being cocky don’t expect me to bail you out. Also gotham sucks and everyone knows it.” He rolled his eyes.
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“Well when you get your ass kicked form being cocky don’t expect me to bail you out. Also gotham sucks and everyone knows it.” He rolled his eyes.
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Roman’s gaze dropped to her heels as he tried to avoid that burning gaze of hers. Even when she was trying to smooth him over those eyes still didn’t fail to burn holes through to his soul. He scoffed as a familiar soft touch rested on his chin, that same move she always did to keep him on a leash like a hungry mongrel. “.. Why the sudden rekindled interest hmm?” The thief took a step back before lighting a cigar and shooting a look at his old employer. Pacing around the seemingly harmless woman he thought her words over. “ya see gorgeous. Theres just one thing bugging my brain.” He said, inches from her ear with a bit of a growl. “Whats Cinder, the new fall maiden, all powerful woman of chaos and destruction, got to gain from working with a petty thief like me? Surely you jest when you say you actually missed me?”
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★ { - She had a point.. what role was she in to call her greedy? silence was her response to that part.. but she was interested in the initial comment.. what would be worse? slowly did paled thin lips part to form words.
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Jon had froze for a second as he could realized what had come out of his mouth as he was unsure what say besides sorry as he could feel her hand on his chest he figured one or two things could happen one she would burn him but the other she could stab him. While both unpleasant he’d prefer the burn. “I’m sorry about that my love...that was an accident.”
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Trials Of The Witch.
Jon was not one to be used as a weapon of destruction again after the exploitation of Harvest, but Salem was no harvest she sent waves after waves of grim to hunt Jon down and to try and force him to use his abilities for her cause one way or another but eventually Jon was captured and subjected to torture to server her goal.
Days turned to weeks weeks turned to month but Jon continued to resist her will as she personally sent her highest generals to attempt to break him into their fold. Eventually they stopped coming and let a grim that was modified attempt to work its way into his mind and do its work. Before for long Jon heard the door open as he looked up to see who it was he smirked.
“I wondered when she was going to send you in to try and turn me on to her side.” He said as he glared at the woman.
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❛ I’m tired of fighting. for once, I want to be fought for. ❜
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Various Starter Pack I’m tired of fighting. for once, I want to be fought for. ❜
A low and exhausted sigh escaped the huntsman as he trailed towards the maiden offering her a seat--it was quite rare that he would do such a kind gesture but she seemed-- tormented.
He listened to the words she spoke, she felt powerless, and vulnerable. A side that he never seen in her-- So the huntsman perched over to her as he took his own seat across, careful to not do anything to cause her more harm. Her own mental stress, and anxiety was clearly shown.
“Fought for?” He repeated her last statement as his eyes narrowed trying to think of more ways than one to keep it from upsetting her. Keeping his antics low, he gave her a calming tone but riddled with nothing but truth
“--I’m sorry darling, but the fight never ends, not truly. I’m sure, someone is fighting for you--you just haven’t noticed.”
Cinder tilts her head as she considers him. A hum from her. "Roman it has been far too long. What have you gotten up too?"
A short but frigid shiver ran up the thief’s spine at the sound of a familiar voice. A tone of seduction that dripped with the most lethal of poisonous intent. Cinder..
“Well well gorgeous, didn’t think you’d find time in that busy schedule of yours to track down little old me after you caused all that commotion in Vale. But in honesty, I’m flattered by the gesture. As you can see I am simply trying to scrape up whats left from the operation so I can go solo again. Seeing as how I’m having trouble finding Neo, I suppose it’ll be back to square one for me…”