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This bitch just used the word “gotted” in a sentence aloud.

     “Well, would’ya look’t that—” The brunette cupped his hat in his hands, tossing it from one side to another as he examined a fairly sizable hole that was burned through the dome during his last firefight. “—guess someone ain’t take a likin’ to the wardrobe. That’s a damn shame...”

     The gunslinger insisted he was fine, but after receiving the usual backlash from Reyes, he ended up in the infirmary, waiting at the front desk for someone —anyone — to come check him in.

@countrywestern:

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If she wants something done right she has to do it herself.

She returned from her lunch break to find a poor excuse for a lab tech arranging the many beakers, tubes and other glassware in an unsatisfactory manner. Nothing was where it was before, everything was twisted out of their perfect angle. And to make matters worse, the lab tech didn't even ask her before performing the UNFORGIVABLE task.

Needless to say the tech in question received quite the earful of angry gaelic laced english as she rearranged the improperly placed glassware. Somewhere along the way while Moira muttered in her native tongue Angela had returned early from her own lunch, approaching the redhead with a sweet smile.

She needed her? In her office? It was an undeniable request, even in her disgruntled state. She forced a smile in return, "I was just finishing up." She states, following the other promptly through the halls and into the secluded room.

Moira's smile transitioned into a sly grin, the reality that Angela could actually NEED her for something setting in nicely as she shuts the door behind her with a click. She runs a lithe hand through her hair as she turns around to face the blonde, who is still smiling just as sweetly.

Send me a character and expressions and I’ll draw them!

Send 💀 to walk in on my muse killing someone.

Business was business and as messy as it was it had to be done.

Ashe reached up and wiped the sweat off her forehead, following a trail of blood that almost blended in with the red clay dirt of the gorge. Within ten minutes and a good breeze, the liquid would be dried and mingled with the dust, any proof of life blown away and forgotten. It was pretty similar to all the nameless gang members that grouped together in little factions on her turf in an attempt to overthrow everything she’d build and busted her ass over.

It was pretty cute but also pretty annoying

. She could have let this one go. He was a lower ranked gang member, just some young squid who didn’t know better. The kid probably thought being in a gang was fun and exciting but never fully grasped every aspect of it. It was partly Ashe’s fault for that considering as soon as this group made a name for themselves Deadlock had “cleared” quite a few of them out. Through all the ruckus Ashe noticed this young kid run out the back. She wondered if he had any idea he was the only survivor of the whole ordeal?

Well, not for long.

From the vALIDATE ME Beep beep, how’s my portrayal? meme!