āPlease just die.... itās a simple request.ā
Easier said than done.

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āPlease just die.... itās a simple request.ā
Easier said than done.

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@revcnga Has a DeathwishĀ
Being in prison had done nothing for him so far, all he could think about was the oath he had made. For some reason he didnāt even care about the repercussions. The fact that he was probably locked in forever or maybe sentenced to death. Of course they would, he was a monster so theyād be smart to get rid of him. He couldnāt even get mad about it.
Instead of thinking about confusing stuff like this, Zack closed his eyes while laying on his bunk, hands behind his head and eyes slowly closing. But he was immediately dsiturbed by a guard knocking against the iron bars of his cell.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā B64557 youāre to attend therapy sessions in ten minutes Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā so get your ass up, hands out where I can see themĀ ā
Zack grimaced at that, rather annoyed. Why did they bother with therapy? Like that would do them any good. It only meant more confusing stuff for him to think about, but there wasnāt much else for him to do anyway. So he obeyed, getting handcuffed and escorted into the therapy room where the guard gave the woman on the inside a nod.Ā ā Heās all yours Ms. ZahariĀ ā.Ā
[ @revcnga, contād. ]
This is somewhat uncharacteristic for Nicolas - not because heās insincere, heās not. Ā But the surprise causes a smile to appear on the blondeās lips, teeth pulling at her lower lip as she tries to contain her curiosity.ā.. Is that for me?ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā It's hard to read Nic's expression. He looks emotionless aside from pressing his lips into a thin line. He holds the box out to her. Inside is a pair of earrings that he... well, HE thought they were a good purchase and they're sort of girly. At least he thinks so.
Do I spy... a hissy boy
āHiss hiss, love.ā
Pinches cheeks.
HE BITES !!

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Of the places within the tropical resort town of Galdin Quay, the Four Piers tavern was considered to be the most lively. It had been where he and Melanie had met weeks ago in what felt like a whirlwind affair, never a dull moment with the blonde. Yet, he wasnāt simply there on some ragtag amusement as it had been before. There was business to conduct, after all. Business he was certain Melanie would like.
āIf Iām honest, I didnāt bring you here to drink martinis all night. If I tell you what it is, you want in?ā
@revcnga
revcnga replied to your post: He canāt help but overhear the conversations. The...
āYou can borrow my earplugs if you want.ā
āYea, probably gonna need themĀ ācauseāa those two....Ā Banshees the both of them. Donāt know how they donāt give eachotherĀ headaches.... Thanks Mate.ā
{ Closed starter for @revcnga. }
Fine dining. As he grew more popular in his career, Nicolas became familiar with it. He did not care for it; he would rather feast on more substantial meals; yet the pay this new assignment offered was too good for complaint. The dinner was just a formality at this point anyway. Nicolas didn't really do interviews. He had established himself as reliable. He didn't dig much up on the Zahari family before agreeing to meet them either. Didn't matter where money came from, only that it went to his bank account. He got the main details and that was all he needed. Protect the CEO's daughter on the way to meet her fiancƩ.
He knocked on the front door ( thick wood, much more secure than what he was used to ). As soon as it opened he bowed, wanting to make a good impression, because hot damn these people were LOADED. "Nicolas Brown," he introduced himself and enunciated as clearly as possible.