ㅤ burnㅤbrightㅤagain, &ㅤ┈┈liveㅤ࣪ㅤ ♰ㅤ. ㅤ

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ᅟ ᅟ ᅟᅟ𝒋oshᅟ𝐥ambert ,ᅟhistoryᅟteacher . ᅟᅟ𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥ᅟ𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒋𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓 .ᅟ——— ᅟᅟcanᅟroamᅟbetweenᅟthe ᅟworlds ᅟᅟofᅟtheᅟlivingᅟ﹠ᅟtheᅟdead. ᅟ ᅟ

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ᅠㅤㅤ ᅠㅤᅠㅤ ♱ SAVING 𝗣𝗘𝗢𝗣𝗟𝗘, 𝐇͟𝐔͟𝐍͟𝐓͟𝐈͟𝐍͟𝐆 ＴＨＩＮＧＳ, FAMILY 𝓑USINESS’｡ ᅠㅤᅠㅤㅤᅠㅤ ᅠㅤᅠㅤㅤ

⠀ ┈┈ you're not gonna find anything out there ┈┈ she mocks, breathing in slow the sudden cold air from inside the room. ┈┈ it's in here, thanks to your genius! ⠀

⠀ a chill down her spine indicated the presence of a spirit — which kind, she was yet to determine. a slow breathing condensed into cold air as she lifted the shotgun in her hands. ┈┈ come out from beneath the veil! ⠀

⚳ㅤ࣪⠀⠀ @_caedes ; ┈┈ i have heard many things about you, but the fact that you are a terrible shot was not one of them. what is the matter, darling? are you nervous?

ㅤ ┈┈ you are right ┈┈ she smirks, hands moving to cock the colt pistol in her hand ┈┈ it wouldn't matter. when you're laying on the ground, lifeless, you won't be able to hurt anyone else. ㅤ

⚳ㅤ࣪⠀⠀ @ORLOKCURSED ; ┈┈ there is no grey area. if it's supernatural, it has to die.

ㅤ she scoffs. ┈┈ keep the attitude, and i might just use you as a bait. only then would she lower the weapon, walking around him towards the window he had certainly messed up the salt line protection. ┈┈ i believe we are not alone anymore... ㅤ

⠀⠀ ◟ 𝜗᭪ ⠀⠀ ͟ ͟𝑠͟ℎ͟𝑒͟ ͟ ͟ ͟ ͟ ͟ ͟ ͟𝑠͟𝑚͟𝑒͟𝑙͟𝑙͟𝑒͟𝑑 ͟ ͟ like ⠀ white 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 and felt ⠀ ̲𝒶̲𝓈̲ ̲ ̲ ͟ ͟𝐟͟𝐫͟𝐚͟𝐠͟𝐢͟𝐥͟𝐞 ͟ ̲ ̲ „

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⠀⠀ um pirata, hmpf. não posso nem mesmo tomar meu chá da tarde sem ser incomodada pela escória. ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ ┈┈ now, are you really expecting i would shake the hand of a filthy robber? you are equal to the animals i hunt, 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆. and as much as i want to force you to crawl back the window you came from, i can't do that ┈┈ she sighs out, concearn showing through. (2/2) ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ ┈┈ of course you are not, darling ┈┈ she takes one step back, maintaining her stance only because she was having so much fun. otherwise, you would already have found out how many traps for all sorts of spirits you're surrounded with— she thought to herself. (1/2) ⠀⠀

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ㅤ when hearing his name, she couldn't help but raising a defying smile. ┈┈ and what does the god of sun look for in my living room? ┈┈ she mocks, still pointing the weapon's muzzle at him. ㅤ

ㅤ a loud cock of the shotgun echoed around both figures. ┈┈ i will give you one chance to explain your tresspassing before i decorate my floors with your brain mass. ㅤ