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❝ are you stalking me or something? ❞
"Don't flatter yourself, kid. I'm just here to buy 12 sticks of dynamite then be on my merry little way. What are you? A cop?" more importantly, should he really be telling this stranger his plans to begin with? Oh well.
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❝ Being back here’s kinda off limits for the customers, just so y’know. ❞ Cigarette in hand, Kai takes a deep, long drag of it, not even bothering to glance at the other person in the alley behind the bar he works at. ❝ But if you got a lighter or some shit I can borrow, I don’t really care. Around here sure as hell beats being up in the front where everyone else is. Swear, all of ‘em are so fucking loud... ❞
jckphmtom asked:
'it’s not that simple.'
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“Give me the cliff-notes version then,” Nico snapped. “We don’t have time for anything but simple!”
Nothing like a séance gone very wrong to get the blood pumping. Good news was that most times a bunch of kids got together with a ouija board, they didn’t have enough power or know the right words to really cause a problem. Unfortunately, this was not one of those times and Someone was listening for just a call. Nico arrived late to the scene, sometime after heads spinning around and chairs floating around the room, with enough time to see not miss the gaping hole in the middle of the ouija board placed on the table, a mystical portal going who knew where.
Oh yeah, and the ghost trying to close the hole with their disembodied hands, which was going about as well as expected. Hair whipping around in the ghostly wind, Nico hadn’t yet drawn his sword, not exactly sure how it would help in the moment nor what the mortals would think when they saw it, but given how much they were all screaming, he arguably couldn’t make things worse.
“ and th-this is my number if you need to g-get a hold of me for the project. pl-please don’t call me about between 18:00 an- er, i m-mean, 6pm and 2am. ” a number- written in flowy handwriting on a torn peice of notebook paper. “ i l-live off c-campus, so if we r-require someplace more quiet th-than the library to work, my h-house is available. ”
@jckphmtom andromeda starters.
