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"DUDE YOU'RE MY BOSS ISN'T THIS UNETHICAL IN THE BUSINESS DEPARTMENT???"
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@oblivisms sent: shoves two fingers up his nose for complaining, like he cant hear him...
"DUDE YOU'RE MY BOSS ISN'T THIS UNETHICAL IN THE BUSINESS DEPARTMENT???"

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ā And that was what destroyed you in the end: the longing for something you could never have. ā @oblivisms Ohohoho
There was a pointed pause from the woman. Was she so obvious to be able to be read so? After so long of assuming she was less off an open book, and more like the public scrawlings of mad and ignored nonsense along the walls of the city.
Maybe she was clearer than she ever anticipated.
"Y'know," Mal groaned, rubbing the side of her melted nose. "I ain't exactly in the business of, uh, longin' or shit? I'm typically right well wit' jus', uh... taking whatever I want. Y'know. Like everyone else."
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Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā @oblivismsāā
The Inquisitor woke to the sounds of failing alarms and emergency lights flickering, irritating their eye as they blinked past drowsiness. They found themselves sprawled across the shipās floor, small bits of rubble having harmlessly fallen onto their armoured body, and with no immediate memory to what lead them to this situation. It takes a moment to stand, and one more before the spinning stops, and a final one to realise half of their vision was missing. With a groan, a clawed, armoured glove smacks the right side of their face, and with a spark, their mechanical eye jumps back into life. Letting catch up on everything in the scene it had missed, Talon stumbles to the controls in front of them, using the pilotās chair for balance on the uneven floor; with said pilotās body still slumped in the seat, held in place by the safety harness.
Sweeping chunks of shrapnel out of their way, Talon fumbles over the controls until their hand finds the power. Although they had not put a lot of faith in it still working, relief washes over them as the dashboard lit up, even if sparks flew here and there. The craftās control history popped up, revealing a jump had been activated but had missed its trajectory by... Forcing themselves to not step back, nauseating panic seeping into them, The Inquisitorās hands frantically search for the controls of the blank screen in front of them that would reveal what lay beyond the haul of the battered ship. But as the screen configures and blinks back to life, Talon wished they had stayed naive.Ā
The computer showed that instead of reaching its intended destination, it had flown out into the nothingness; away from their home, their galaxy, into deep unexplored space. They had been lucky in landing on the bit of space debris they now found themselves and the ship on, floating towards something far more terrifying than the current predicament. Unmistakable in its lack of light, a Black Hole revealed itself. Visible to Talonās mortal eye; far too close for comfort.Ā
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š - friendship⤠- romantic relationship
š dohohohoh! i gotta know what you have planned out, now.
āEverything mortal fades away in time, but the spirit remains.ā
Honestly? He wasnāt really in the mood for any deep philosophical conversation. He tolerated to some extent, but if he couldnāt touch it, hear it, taste it or smell it-- Kled didnāt care much. But this was different, this was some sort of creatureĀ from the stars. Surely, itād want him to be scared, he was just some speck in the cosmic scale.
Kled didnāt give a single shit, he wasnāt scared of anyone.
Ā Ā Ā āOh, Iām sure. Thatās how all them spiritual bullcrap tends to go, eh?āĀ
A small smirk formed on his lips.
Ā Ā āDonāt really care much for nothinā I canāt stabĀ though.ā Ā

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The moment that Ezreal agreed to sign on his solo work with Thresh was a moment that had changed his life forever. He wasnāt sure, exactly, if it was for the betterāsometimes it felt like he was being pulled in several directions; straining the relationships he had with his boysāWith Sylasāwith anyone that he was around, really. Thresh treated him great for the most part; the lavish gifts and the attention showed that; but how much longer could he keep blowing them all off to go work for Thresh?
He felt like he was spread too thin.
āI know, I knowā¦Iām sorry! I promise Iāll make it up to you, okay? I checked my schedule, I shouldnāt be getting any calls tomorrow from him or the label with the boys, so I can totally rain check for then, okay? I didnāt wanna just up and leave, yāknow!? Iām tired, dude!ā His phone was tucked between his shoulder and his ear as he spoke, walking down the hallway to meet Thresh in his office. Citrine gaze glanced around the hall as he continued to speak, keeping his voice down. āIām gonna talk to him about it eventually! I justā¦Gotta find the right time. Iāll come by tonight too; stay over. Butā¦I gotta go for now, Sylas. Love you. ā¦Later.ā
At first, this whole thing was insanely great. He was able to still work with HEARTSTEEL, and his solo work was starting to really take off, too, thanks to Thresh. However, as time went on, Ezreal had been working more, becoming a lot more tired these days. He needed a breakāhe needed to see the people he cared about rather then people he didnāt. He needed a break from work, despite everything he got out of it, he neededā¦a proper social life again.
He shifts in his pink zip up hoodie he wore, looking at his phone as his lips tugged into a soft frown as he stopped in front of the door before pocketing it into his pants pocket, pushing the door open and closing the door before sitting down.
āIām here, man. Whatās up?ā Another yawn leaves him and he covers his mouth with his hand briefly. āYou uhā¦kinda caught me at a bad time, yāknow?ā
@oblivisms | :)
š¹ "Very attractive. Their refusal to conform to mortals' society standards shows their strength and independence. It is proof that they are above most mortal creatures."
āIāll take a compliment from a space being any day, even if it is a little exaggerated.ā
@oblivisms invoked the goddess, "The phoenix burns bright, but what is her light in the wake of the void that consumes it?"
Ā Ā Ā brilliantĀ Ā amberĀ Ā huesĀ Ā flickeredĀ Ā towardĀ Ā theĀ Ā cosmicĀ Ā darkĀ Ā star,Ā Ā darkĀ Ā browsĀ Ā drawnĀ Ā together.Ā Ā lushĀ Ā fleshĀ Ā curledĀ Ā intoĀ Ā aĀ Ā slightĀ Ā sneerĀ Ā beforeĀ Ā theĀ Ā celestialĀ Ā phoenixĀ Ā composedĀ Ā herself.Ā Ā 'twasĀ Ā notĀ Ā oftenĀ Ā heĀ Ā visited,Ā Ā muchĀ Ā lessĀ Ā willingly.Ā Ā theĀ Ā celestialĀ Ā palaceĀ Ā rarelyĀ Ā welcomedĀ Ā outsiders,Ā Ā forĀ Ā itĀ Ā wasĀ Ā farĀ Ā tooĀ Ā muchĀ Ā ofĀ Ā aĀ Ā securityĀ Ā risk.Ā Ā herĀ Ā sentinelsĀ Ā knewĀ Ā better,Ā Ā yetĀ Ā somehow,Ā Ā theĀ Ā harbingerĀ Ā thatĀ Ā oftĀ Ā broughtĀ Ā illĀ Ā tidingsĀ Ā couldĀ Ā neverĀ Ā beĀ Ā turnedĀ Ā away.Ā Ā delicateĀ Ā handsĀ Ā foldedĀ Ā togetherĀ Ā inĀ Ā herĀ Ā lapĀ Ā asĀ Ā theĀ Ā cosmicĀ Ā empressĀ Ā silentlyĀ Ā studiedĀ Ā theĀ Ā other.
Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā youĀ Ā actĀ Ā asĀ Ā ifĀ Ā theĀ Ā voidĀ Ā wouldĀ Ā beĀ Ā ableĀ Ā toĀ Ā consumeĀ Ā myĀ Ā fire.Ā Ā theĀ Ā phoenixĀ Ā willĀ Ā neverĀ Ā trulyĀ Ā die,Ā Ā thoughĀ Ā youĀ Ā areĀ Ā welcomeĀ Ā toĀ Ā try,Ā Ā darling.Ā Ā āĀ Ā hyeon'sĀ Ā slenderĀ Ā legsĀ Ā curledĀ Ā underneathĀ Ā her,Ā Ā aĀ Ā picturesqueĀ Ā visionĀ Ā ofĀ Ā aristocraticĀ Ā graceĀ Ā āĀ Ā evenĀ Ā asĀ Ā unprofessionalĀ Ā asĀ Ā sheĀ Ā currentlyĀ Ā portrayedĀ Ā herself.Ā Ā āĀ Ā weĀ Ā haveĀ Ā playedĀ Ā thisĀ Ā sameĀ Ā tuneĀ Ā overĀ Ā &&Ā Ā overĀ Ā again.Ā Ā doĀ Ā youĀ Ā notĀ Ā tireĀ Ā ofĀ Ā suchĀ Ā repetitivenessĀ Ā ??Ā Ā yourĀ Ā godĀ Ā willĀ Ā neverĀ Ā win,Ā Ā noĀ Ā matterĀ Ā howĀ Ā muchĀ Ā youĀ Ā sacrificeĀ Ā &&Ā Ā bleedĀ Ā forĀ Ā it.Ā Ā ā
unprompted || always accepting