Sep 9, 2013
Tell me about Kate! *whines*
"No!"
"An' what in the bloody 'ell makes you think that I will?!"
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Tell me about Kate! *whines*
"No!"
"An' what in the bloody 'ell makes you think that I will?!"
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I almost want that "Someone Help Desmond Miles" picture as a full sized poster if I bought one would you do it?
Like, just the sketch??? Or when its all colored??But heck yeah I'd make a poster size one if I could find out how. There may actually be a place in town that can do it!! I'll be sure to get back to you when I find out.
whitebirdmask stepped into the Bad Weather Bar
Desmond had only a few minutes left in his shift as he slammed back a few more drinks, another fifteen minutes to go. Fifteen minutes to get the last round of tips in before the next shift change. At least, that had been on his mind until a man sat at the bar.
TELL ME ABOUT KATE
Tell me about Kate. *Rests head in hands*
The historian frowned in a most disgusted manner, "You. Need to leave."
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I hate him. I hate how he works. His marks. His method. The intense sound of authority in his voice— how it brings chills through my body and shivers up my spine. I want to hurt him— rip of his mask and see his face. Watch how it contorts has I torture him, teaching him how I am better. More efficient. I hate him.
Injured and in Danger || @whitebirdmask
She'd arrived in this strange city without warning. Everyone had looked at her strangely and nobody had offered her aid when she desperately needed it. Sitting up, she winced, her hand flying to the sharp, stinging pain in her arm.
Then she remembered.
Soldiers had seen her and chased her, a fight ensuing soon after. She had been injured and she hid in the alleyway, successfully avoiding the pursuers and passing out from exhaustion. Struggling, she stood up slowly, shaking off the groggy headache that had resulted from the sleep.
"I better go find a doctor..." she muttered as she walked cautiously out of the alleyway and towards the closest medical stall.