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— ❛ YOU ARE THE QUIET TYPE. I wasn't expecting to be caught in the middle of work this evening. You shouldn't even be here. ❜

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@merrodet liked for a starter!
— ❛ YOU ARE THE QUIET TYPE. I wasn't expecting to be caught in the middle of work this evening. You shouldn't even be here. ❜

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@merrodet said; "Suits, and ties, and flashing smiles. That's all they are."
Pacific Rim ... sentence starters
LAUGHTER EMITTED FROM FULL LIPS; Was that bitterness on his tongue? How it seemed to stir a curious nature within the devil, making her adjust her own tie as she made her move; Standing in front of the young man, demanding his hand in a shake as her hand extended in wait. The business between the two had just been made known to her, making Makima prepare for any . . . struggles, should some subjects choose to misbehave.
& by the looks of it? He may be the first to need his collar adjusted.
— ❛ I assure you, my duties are far more impressive than smiles & suits. There is a reason you are meeting with me above everyone else in my division — I am good at my job. You should remember that. ❜
I am not accustomed to being seen. Only to being obeyed.
´ ✟ 、 ࣪ ˖ *͟ ░ ▌⤷ @merrodet, lee lost this prompt, not accepting.
to be obeyed … is that not what most want when accursed to this mortal plane ? to command, to drive respect and fear into the very marrow of those who stand before them until nothing would dare to stand in the way. i, too, wish to grasp it; hold it in my hands until it cracks under pressure. false prophets may try and twist one's fragile psyche until it shatters, becoming weak and malleable so that their victim's mindlessly obey — but it will never be the same. you may paint o'er the damage, it'll never stick. this is a fate rema is all to intimate with, though rather in the way a knife knows intimacy when plunged deep into supple flesh. a burning, stinging sensation burrowing into the marrow of her bones until it's all encompassing.
and because of this ... could this be why she finds herself so completely and utterly drawn to mello's pull ? a shared desire so familiar it sparks a flame between them. brightly burning, whispers of warmth and solace.
slayer finds her stare lingering on his own for longer than she'd care to admit, as if begging to look into the confines of his soul that takes the form of shattered glass remnants ... just like her own. " i see you. all of you. " she finally says, velvet soft timbre falling from lips in a fashion rarely ever seen from someone so sharp as she. it's only for his ears. her gloved hand comes to cradle his cheek in palm and her thumb gently runs over scarred flesh with utmost reverence. a touch accustomed to destroying, now tasked and trusted with holding fragile stained glass, and to this she seals her promise through a kiss, lips replacing thumb against cheek.
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