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“  THE  BLOOD  ON  YOUR  HANDS  IS  
          	                     SOMETHING  YOU  WON'T  LOSE;
          	          ALL  YOU  CAN  CHOOSE  IS  W?H?O?S?E?—?–?-?  ”
          	
          	/          CB  &&.  SPECIFY   +   DROP      
          	                               (  previously  @/mortrdem  )

likeholy

/       action teehee
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THAVMASTOS

ID.  @incruciar 
          	  
          	  * ╱╱  an interrogation
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stqrfighted

*         ah ah hmm psst curious mayhaps 
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HlSLEGACY

sir, can i help ya' ?  you've been standing there for a good ol' minute now. 

gmblersriot

“ all information comes with a price tag , you of all people should know that ”

hellborneink

"   Mr.   Holloway,   mind   if   I   ask   what   a   man   like   you   is   really   doing   in   a   place   like   this   ?   "
          

hellborneink

*     Clark   tilts   his   head   slightly,   eyes
             narrowing   behind   his   glasses — not   in
             judgment,   but   in   understanding.  Oh   *
            "   You   know...   most   people   just   say ‘ hi ’
             when   they   meet   someone   new.   But   hey,     we   all   carry   our   weight   differently.    "
            *       A   slow   breath.   His   voice   stays   even,
             steady — firm   but   never   forceful.    *
            "    I   wasn’t   trying   to   provoke.   Just   trying   to  talk.    But   if   your   name’s   that   loaded...
             maybe   you   should   be   more   careful   where you   leave   it   lying   around.    "        *      A   flicker of   a    dry   smile   tugs   at   the   corner   of   his lips,   dry   as   ever.     *        "    And   for   the
             record   ?   Privacy’s   earned,   not   barked   at.   "
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incruciar

this message may be offensive
━━━  【  @SUPERSUITED_  】       ??      THE  UTTERANCE  OF  HIS  FULL  NAME   —   unprompted,      &&.  by  a  stranger,     no  less   —   DIGS  NEEDLES  INTO  THE  BACK  OF  HIS  NECK,      leaves  his  skin  crawling  with  the  urge  to  hear  bones  crack.     his  fists  clench,     unclench.     a  muscle  in  his  jaw  ticks.      INHALE.     EXHALE.     thaddeus  forces  his  breath  to  leave  his  nostrils  evenly,     deeply.     it  echoes  in  his  ears  then,     the  madame  director's  voice,     all  loud   &&.   crystal  clear:     WORDS  FIRST,     FISTS  LATER,     HOLLOWAY.      damn  you,     rhodes.
                      ‘  world  must  be  going  to  shit  if  a  man  can't  be  allowed  to  want  some  privacy.  ’
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hellborneink

"  Thaddeus   Holloway.   You’ve   made   enough
             headlines   to   skip   the   name   tag.   But   if
             you’re   this   jumpy   just   from   me   knowing
             your   name …  maybe   you’ve   got   more   to
             hide   than   your   ID.   "
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incruciar

?
            “  WHEN  DOES  THE  REASON
                                       BECOME  THE  BLAME?  ” 
          
          ?????????【? 子彈 ?】  ????
          
                            CHARACTER THREAD,     dni

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/          tba
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incruciar

FEDERAL  BUREAU  OF  INVESTIGATION
                                      (  F.B.I.  )
            
            PARANORMAL  ANOMALY  LOGISTICS,   
            LIAISON,   &&.   SUPRESSION  DEPARTMENT   
                               (  P.A.L.L.A.S.  )
            
            CL1–COMMANDO   “NAPALM”    |    DIV:  VG
            AGENT  HOLLOWAY,   T.     [  ACTIVE  ]
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tidesturning-

" whatever it is , i'm not interested . i'm sure you'll have no problem finding someone more suited "