My only hope is to take back what you’ve stolen

How much did she hear? He could tell easily that she was nervous. Grace Ashcroft was like an open book. So when she didn't give him a straight answer his eyes narrowed. His fingers gently reaching towards her to lift her head up to look him directly in the eye. The eyes were the hardest thing to explain to her but he knew one day his lies would catch up with him.

What was he meant to tell her? That he's a clone of a bio terrorist? That he's got powers that could easily tare through someone if he was threatened? It was such a pain in the ass to keep up with all of thoes lies he took a deep breath. And slowly exhaled through his nostrils.

"I'm not going to hurt you. Nor will you get hurt. I promise you." A honest promise. He wouldn't lie about that. No she's too important. And if he left Gideon to get her everything would fall apart. He's spent this long to get close to Grace he won't let him ruin it. He says its taking too long? Then maybe he should learn about the fucking concept of PATIENCE!

Magnus' eyes widened for a second as Majima's hand spanked him firmly on his ass. He turned to look at him. That was a first. But certainly something he enjoyed as a sharp smirk formed on his lips. He knew Majima was freaky but not like that. Not that he minded. He himself was possibly the freakiest bitch in japan.

"You got something on your mind, Majima-Sama?" He tilts his head curiously as he crossed his arms." Or you just saying a friendly hello?" His look showed intrest. Was he just being friendly or was he hinting towards something? Whatever it was Magnus returned the favor by slapping him in return. His smile grew. Cocky and full of ones self as he chuckled.

orpheus & eurydice

you’re a dreamer, a hopeful soul who clings to love even when the world tells you to let go. your love is rooted in devotion, in the belief that you can hold onto something through sheer willpower. you see beauty everywhere, in music, in memory, in small moments, and you tend to put your heart above your head. sometimes this makes you hesitate, second-guess, or lose faith at the worst possible moment. but that doesn’t mean your love isn’t powerful... it’s just achingly human. you remind people that love is fragile, that it can be lost in a single glance, and that doesn’t make it any less profound. you’re the kind of person whose love lingers long after you’ve gone, echoing in the songs and stories of others.

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Stryfe looked at his multiple clones. It was so loud with so many people in one place. All being the same person. The same body. Same mind. He could hear different thoughts about him entering his mind like a wave of annoyance to his own head as he stood there with a slight twitch to his eye under his helmet.

"You're beginning to annoy me.." he says as his eyes shift over the ocean of Billy's. He hates duplication abilities. But he was still vulnerable to psychic attacks. The problem was that there was too many to know the originals location anymore. A slight smirk forming on his lips as he looked around him.

"You're worse than a insect. You're a whole infestation amidst my presence. An infestation that needs exterminating.." he takes a breath as he clenchest his fist before he began to float above the ground. He didn't fly into the crowd. No that would be foolish. But created a force blast of telekenetic energy that forced the first layer of men to kneel. Then the next.

"Its perfectly necessary." He says narrowed deeply towards her from behind his helmet. His expression however didn't seem to move as she seemed to focused on the word 'eyes'. He didn't know what this woman was capable of so abiding to her wishes would mean she won what she wanted and he wasn't going to let her win that easily.

"The only time I'll take this off is when I know its safe for me to. And I know it's definitely not safe around you." He states cooly as he stands still like a statue. The only thing that moves is his cape as he stares at her. He didn't want to probe her thoughts. At least not yet. If she wanted to be that way then so be it.

cheekbone. what makes them smile ?

Debauchery tends to make Magnus smile quite a bit. Doing bad things such as sex, drugs, and so on makes him feel 'alive' like nothing can beat him. Makes him feel in control of himself more than anything.

carpals. what small habits do they have ?