#warriorforwealth

It had been such a pleasant day… No fights in the club, no jerks pestering him, no work the next day so He could stay until late. The god was so happy that he had stop for a tea and some pastries before going home, not caring about the punctual bad looks because of the make up or the boots and fishnets peeking out from under the coat. His usual spot was empty and the bartender had remembered the extra sugar without him telling a word. yes… Good times… Until a black-clad had crashed through the wall and into his table.

The other costumers had began to yell and run, the bartender was scared out of his mind and sounds of fight reached his ears. What kind of psychotic mind would attack at 6 at the morning? What was wrong with supervillans those days?

He pecked through the hole in the wall just in time to see a female warrior slamming another minion-looking man into a wall. The woman was turning them into putty, literally, and didn't seem to give a damn about the scared crow

And then the warrior looked up, an their eyes met.

Loki prayed for the woman not to be asgardian...

piercexbeauty & anotherfairytalegonebad & warriorforwealth

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"Not to rush you, dear, but we're just about to close."

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//everyone loves post apocalyptic AUs right? I might reuse this idea later haha I like it

The warehouse is all Sanguine could have wanted and more.  It's well hidden, it's very well sealed off from the hazardous environment outside, and there's all kinds of strange and useful equipment inside.  Whoever built this wanted it to be a secret and succeeded.  Even now it's in pristine condition compared to the jagged skylines and urban ruins that dot the harsh landscape.  If she plays her cards right, keeps it a secret from other nomads clamoring for shelter, she can make this a home and live better than practically anyone else on earth.  There's even a generator in here somewhere that's still going; the lights flick on when she tries the switch.  Who put all of this here?  What's the meaning of that strange symbol on many of the boxes, a skull with tentacles coming out of its mouth?  That hardly matters; this place is an impossible miracle, and it's all hers. 

Sort of.