#friendlywarningmydear

   "Quick suggestion. More of a very important guideline that really should be listened to... Run."

I have a Moran blog. I'm sure you'll find me more active on there (For some reason, I can't see Greg interacting with any Moriarty's because he'd just call the police on them and not talk to them or something?) It's dynamicasteroidconsultant [Further tagging: consultingspiderinwestwood, jamesmoriartylives, ruinaeius jimmoriarrrty] 

And from whom do I have the pleasure of receiving this compliment?

[SMS: Boss] Are you the one sending people my way? Can’t say I’d be surprised.

With the soundless grace of a shadow and the unmistakable sensuality of deviantly mischievous god, Loki slunk up behind the consulting criminal and rested both hands on the man’s shoulders. It was merely a warning gesture - an attempt to ensure Jim that he, the notorious and malevolent trickster - was there on his best behavior despite how he nudged the man’s head aside to gain access to his deliciously supple throat. And there he kissed and sucked and bit gently while one hand abandoned the curve of his shoulder in favor of the short ebony hair behind his ear. He pulled the criminal’s head to one side to better bare his neck so the trickster could graze his teeth against the skin in hopes of leaving a mark, a brand, a perfectly suitable mar upon the otherwise unblemished skin. Whether or not he was successful was unknown because after a few moments, Loki recoiled and backed away and whatever vain attempt at a reminder of his presence he’d been trying to leave upon Jim Moriarty was thus, regrettably, out of his line of sight.

[ AW YIS. :3 ]

       Hands shoved in his hoodie's pockets, Pamos continued walking. It was a pretty foggy day out, which he didn't mind. Not many people walked around graveyards with fog. They tended to be the setting a ton of horror films. But it wasn't like heavy mist fog, it was just calm, serene fog that wouldn't let you see four feet in front of you. That's all.