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@svrt-r​ sent: [ MISSION ] ( probably with different end goals maybe working against one another ? ) akane ?

First Meeting Prompts -> [ meme ]

                While her time with the Revolutionaries would ultimately be temporary, she was more than willing to lend a helping hand to their work while she stayed with them. This led to her sailing off with a group of them, their goal being to dismantle a marine base who’s current leader was terrorizing the island they were operating from.

                She turned away from the ocean, focus shifting to a presence approaching her. Her arms uncrossed, falling to her sides as she nodded to the individual in greeting. They were quite tall, their face obscured by their clothing.

@svrt-r​​ | Re said . . .

* flicks sabo's hat off *

     There it went, to the ground with a bit of a plonk before its deep blue fabric then collected any sign of dirt upon the ground. Sabo glanced at the other before giving a small smile, bending to calmly scoop the top hat up.

@svrt-r​ :  " if you can't light it just pour the gasoline , i can do the rest "

@svrt-r​ : extremely exhausted starters

“You can’t hide those shaking hands from me. You need to stop.”

BRIDGERTON S2 PROMPTS — Accepting!

@svrt-r​​ said: ❛There are two things that lurk within the dark and shadowy places of our fair city. Vermin and secrets.❜

Mud squished under her heels as she traversed the twisting alleyways of the port. The air smelt of rain and filth. In this kind of environment, one wrong glance, one wrong word could cause a knife to be at your throat.

It made her feel right at home.

Her gaze swiveled to the side as a ragged voice suddenly sounded out from the side of a run-down inn. The words were enough to make her pause, leaving her wondering whether they were of cautionary nature or to be taken as a threat. Lamy tugged her hood lower over her forehead, forcing her clenched jaw to relax as she regarded the shrouded stranger. Somehow, the burn scars on her back and legs began to itch as her golden eyes trailed over what little she could make out of his features. Stale raindrops dripped from leaking gutters overhead. After a while, the corners of her lips stirred.  

"Thanks for the warm welcome then."