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@margaritacaptain
❝ You POOR... lost soul... ❞
A voice echoed around the now desolate surroundings of the church, sourcing it’s volume from somewhere just behind the gates -- that led to the woods.
He’d caught the minister alone, locking up -- but this was only after months of watching him.
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[text, 10:22 pm] not tonight [text, 10:22 pm] none of your business what i’m doing [text, 10:22 pm] not you [text, 10:22 pm] that’s all you need to know
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“Oh--uh, sorry, I won’t be in town long enough to volunteer to help. I might be able to volunteer some names, though?” Even if she was in town, she would have probably found a rock to climb or a place to run or anything to get out of helping with a Youth Ministry game night? What the fuck even was that?
“But, um. Thanks for asking.”
Seaside wind blew past, displacing Mary’s hair as she stepped aboard the deck of the St. Peter. She reached a hand up, holding back the strands while she breathed in the salty air. Mary always liked the idea of the open ocean. Always seemed a hell of a lot more exciting than small town life.
A yacht definitely made the cut for an impressive date setting, in her book.
“Quite the rig you got here, sailor.” Mary stepped up to the railing, and her fingers wrapped around it as she leaned out over the side, into the wind. “How long’ve you had her?”
@margaritacaptain — ♡’d ( s.c. ) // JOSEPH & MARY.
@margaritacaptain // ★’d
★— COMMITMENTS drove him to lack socialising when it had come to his new abode -- which couldn’t be further away from Brooklyn. He’d felt homesick, and he knew he was here, in this peaceful seeming town as part of a MISSION where he had to masquerade as a regular civilian. But still -- his snooping of the town as per his mission had meant that he had sincerely lacked that humanistic side to him that could often HELP the charade go as planned.
Nonetheless, this time he decided to be a little more active, heading down to the bake sale that was held by the church. At least then he could at least meet a few folks.
❛ Hmm... ❜
His index finger tapped the small cleft in his strong chin, azures darting to each good with thought. Honestly -- he was spoiled for choice.
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@margaritacaptain came to face the might of the corps
❝ Would you describe yourself as being intimidated? Maybe even a bit... fearful? ❞
❝ I assure you, it’s quite the NORMAL response. It’s best to give in to the F E A R. ❞
RP: Pink and Black
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Damien was supposed to go over to Joseph’s house that day. It had to do with a bake sale, and Mary asking Damien to help. He begrudgingly said he would, but it was just them that day. Him and Joseph, no kids. They were out with Mary that day, and Damien... well he’d never really had a chance to get to know Joseph. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad... maybe, they were neighbors, they knew each other in a fairly friendly way, but they weren’t close by any means. Finally he wrung the doorbell and waited patiently, fully dressed in his Victorian style clothing as always. He held his hand up as he always did when meeting with someone, poised and ready.
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ᴄᴀʀᴅɪɴ;;– ‘ Joseph, that’s quite the accusation you lay on me. ‘ He kept as straight a face he could while he took the spoon. He was pretending to be serious, like he hadn’t gone through the shelf. Though, and it was rather obvious, he actually had. He wasn’t about to say anything. Not until he started snickering, at the very least. ‘ Okay, yeah, I totally did. You’ve got some interesting stuff in there. So uhh, you’re into sexy crime dramas I see. ‘
