❝ haha, AHAHA, HAHA ahahaha whhhh - ahaha, y'er sooooooo strong an' uhmmmmm, it's uhmmm. ❞ she twirls a single curl on her index finger like she's deeply smitten. ❝ it's uhmmm, uhmmm, ahaha, ahaeheh, y' do this t' all the girls, orrrrrrr - ❞

❝  yet know this & may these words offer you some hope ; if the essence of galactus may evolve from prior purpose ... so may the spirit of vengeance.  ❞ dark eyes then blink away as they rest a little more in chair , one leg moving to rest over the other & a sip taken from ridiculously sweet coffee , ❝  cling onto this hope as i once did ... it is all we have during our darkest hours.  ❞

"We should switch motorcycles for a day sometime. I think purple would be a good look for you." In a very purposeful move, Kate leaves her shades down ; behind them there's a telltale glint of mischief in her eyes. The 'motorcycle' in question is, in fact, a Vespa ... but he doesn't need to know that.

saying chiikawa was petrified is selling it short. she's shaking like a leaf when the ghost rider picks her up; big, and flaming, and a skull  . . .  did it get scarier than that ?!  she clearly doesn't think so, eyes watering with tears as he leers her down.    ❝ awwwwuuh !!!!!! ❞    the penance stare — doesn't work ?? does this creature feel no shame? no guilt for being the cutiest patootiest?

"Nobody listens to me either," Patchwork Jack confesses with a frustrated, side to side motion of head. People don't listen to him on a good day and on days he's stuck in his more demonic form one look at him sends people running for their crosses. PJ takes his time with his drink, taking small sips while he speaks with his companion. "Life is a bit morally gray for me but I'm not a raging jerk so I'm considerin' that a win for me. I could use more wins in life."

@hellcycl continued.