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❛ Know where Two Guns is? That bitch owes me some gil . . and something else. ❜
Balto's fingertips remain engaged upon the keyboard on his desk, continuing to clack away despite this interruption. His brow raises, none-the-less, as he was unaware the two were going through a spat.
Again.
"I haven't seen him in weeks," His reply is honest, as he has no reason lie. He taps the 'enter' key and looks away from his monitor. "What happened, this time?"
#bitterarcs#later balto will find himself pondering one thing while soaking the bathtub at home:#“wait what did he mean by that?”
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"Are the records that you derived from Gongaga correct?" He's not sure why lately his interests were laid upon that land.
"Those records are correct." Balto has no qualms with answering such a question concerning his past. However, he is surprised that someone who wasn't from Gongaga even knew about the village's existence. His expression subtly shown his surprise, if only for a moment. "Gongaga is extreme for a getaway, if that's in your plans."
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The older boy sits up in the motorbike's seat. That remark wasn't an answer he expected--nothing about the fights that broke out among the other older boys in that part of town. Well, unless this kid manages to inquire about what keeps him busy these days.
He doesn't need an answer for his question. No matter where Zack lived in the town proper, the late afternoon storm would catch up... especially if he was going to waste anymore time running circles between the unmarked paths. Quick enough to keep Zack from touching the hot frame, the teen steps off the motorbike and holds up its frame. "How 'bout a one up, go ahead and take a seat." The motorbike could accommodate two adults. One of the very brand new models introduced by Shinra. Heavens only knew how this bumpkin managed to scrape enough money together to own one. The teen pointed out how to step onto the seat--to avoid those hot pipes, which still radiate blistering heat into the storm chilled air.
"You're... a boy from the Fair household, aren't you?"
This black-haired youth squints as he notices a lone silhouette near the shoulder of the road. So few locals knew the road existed at all; as the road was only used by Shinra officials to maintain Gongaga's lone reactor. A thunderstorm loomed in the skies above, the occasional rumble of distant thunder being the only thing audible above the roar of his motorcycle's engine. He began to slow down as he caught up with this person, placing one foot down upon the asphalt. The teen is dressed well for a nearly off road shortcut through the jungle. Thick soled leather boots, well fitted denim jeans, and a worn leather jacket, currently zipped closed. He might be a familiar face, those steel blue eyes behind dark framed glasses. There is some stubble along his jawline, perhaps he was an evening or two overdue for a shave.
"Hey, hey--," He cut off the motorcycle's engine so he didn't need to shout. "There's a storm rolling in fast. Do you think you can make it home on foot?"
#mezzomorendo#I don't know how to hide the original post anymore :)#embrace the chaos with me friend
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Altered Carbon — s1, ep1 : Out of the Past {Sentence Starters}
“Fight, goddamn it!”
“I hate getting shot.”
“This can’t be normal.”
“What about my rights?”
“You will not be forgiven.”
“Which way’s the shower?”
“You had to go be a dick…”
“I said, stay the fuck down.”
“You ask a lot of questions.”
“Somebody wants me dead…”
“Your body is not who you are.”
“You broke my goddamn nose!”
“Some people just need killing.”
“Let experience wash over you.”
“That’s gonna keep him a busy.”
“Who cares? We’re getting paid.”
“He had it coming. He was rude.”
“This enemy, you cannot defeat.”
“I’m not real. What’s your excuse?”
“Wow, you really stuck that landing.”
“My microwave is smarter than you.”
“Are you a moron or just an asshole?”
“Like I said, I’m not from around here.”
“I could find a way to arrest you for this.”
“What, you see through the walls, now?”
“Have you always been such an asshole?”
“How long… how long have I been down?”
“How do you decide who deserves to die?”
“Luck isn’t a word I’d associate with myself.”
“If I’d meant to die, I would, indeed, be dead.”
“Please don’t put me back in the dark, again!”
“If you do that, it won’t all go away… just you.”
“There’s more here than you’re willing to see.”
“Ignore your assumptions. Don’t trust anything.”
“There aren’t any people like me. Not anymore.”
“I don’t know how to be in this world without you.”
“So, along with everything else, you’re a coward.”
“How can I ease your journey through this world?”
“I could take you myself without even breaking a sweat.”
“The first thing you learn is that nothing is what it seems.”
“You’ll have to forgive my endlessly misplaced optimism.”
“We’re gonna have to sedate you if you don’t settle down.”
“Expect nothing. Only then can you be prepared for anything.”
“It was all monologue there for a while, so I kinda… tuned out.”
“So, this hasn’t been a conversation, it’s been an interrogation.”
“They have forgotten who and what we are… make them remember.”
“Close your goddamn mouth, or I’ll put a whole right through your head.”
“When you wake up, the world will not be what it was. And neither will you.”
“Little bit of this. Little bit of that. Blew some shit up and killed some people.”
“Is it true you can look into a person’s eyes and know exactly what they’re thinking?”
“One thing I can promise you: coming back from the dead is a bitch. Every single time.”
“So, avoid blunt force trauma to the base of the brain, and energy weapons fired at the head.”
“So, if someone doesn’t tell me what the fuck this is all about… I might very well lose my temper.”
“Don’t trust anything. What you see, what you hear, what people tell you, what you THINK you remember…”
“Depends on the day. Anything could set me off… interstellar dictatorship, genocide, people who talk too much.”
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(( Tumblr doesn’t allow html from mobile anymore? I’m gonna lose it ))
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Katana wanted to show his younger vice Director a few traditional Wutaian shibari techniques 🖤 I’m hoping to make this a series, so who do you think Katana should tie up next?
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Two Guns & Shotgun self indulgent drawing from an RP with my boo 🖤 TG is only annoyed bc of the mission details, not bc of Shotgun. I need to get back in the groove of drawing Turks esp Before Crisis. They are my fav bbs 🖤
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Better quality photos of concept art pieces from the Final Fantasy VII Remake: the train station and the sewers
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