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@behindthesniper
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Joined September 2025
i am my father’s son, i believe in peace over war. i am my mother’s boy, i believe my truth is mightier than my sword.
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“i’d hope not.” a sarcastic delivery, met with a nose wrinkle. sneeze prevented. “nothing.” passive response, gaze narrowed towards the blonde———not fully. “what’s with all the questions?”
“staring at me like i’ve hung the damn moon or something.” her words are rushed, not having been used to pointing things like that out. sitting up just a bit, her head doing that small tilt when she was curious. “what’s goin’ on in that head of yours, barnes?”
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sounds like something they both have in common. it was rare, which made it a million times more relieving to experience. “guess y’can say that.” not even protesting the fact, as gaze dropped toward ↴
Alyona hummed, gaze flicking towards the space once more. She liked it here; it was quiet, relaxing. It was peaceful. Away from the buzz and noise. "Not exactly happy but —— different than your usual demeanor," she quipped, her gaze now returning to him. »
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“doing what?” the only thing he had a response to, though, he was somewhat aware of. cue him subtly shifting, leaning back. the tension was starting to feel tighter by the second. the only thing he could do was act like it’d been fine.
“can’t a girl do her hair up and put on a little makeup for no reason?” there’s that attitude, or maybe she’s just defensive since she didn’t know what to say. her own eyes scanning his features before she shrugged.
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nature. face seemingly familiar, though, he couldn’t pinpoint why. responding as he normally would, nonetheless. “happy? that’s a new one.” he couldn’t tell if that’d been good nor bad. “guess that made me approachable.”
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barnes’ silence could be deemed unwelcoming, but it had just been his natural state. instinctively retracting his arm ‘fore settling it upon his knee once she had sat herself beside him. keeping his guard up as if it’d been second ↴
Alyona lifted a brow, her head eventually shaking upon realizing that she was staring into space. Head shaking, she'd clear her throat, pushing herself away from the pillar before making her way to him, the brunette taking a seat to the space next. "No, nothing's wrong. »
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“y’look great.” compliment thrown out. casual and not too bold. “you usually do, even without having to.” index digit finding itself twirling around an already curled blonde strand of hair. irises visibly scanning every facial detail.
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“really?” what a dumb question to an already existent answer. screw him for being too observant: the perfect mixture of a blessing and a curse. something he’ll regret asking later. that’s if the real reason was one he didn’t want. ↴
brows furrowed at his words, blue hues meeting his before she’s shrugged. her head resting back against his chest as she let out what sounded like a groan and a whine. “not dolled up, just.. wanted to feel pretty.” —
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somethin’ wrong?
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[oh, the man that could go weeks with plums alone? … he would just be a hypocrite, if so.] pizza. sounds promising. let’s go with that. meal’s on me. just don’t give me too much trouble.
… i could honestly really go for a pizza or a viciously huge italian sub. then again, i am not picky. ( she hasn’t eaten in two days beyond a bite of a protein bar, don’t judge. )
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thing. “where’ve you been?” peaked curiosity, having noticed the makeup that adorned her visage. she’d always been good at that, though, it most likely meant she had gone somewhere. “you’re all dolled up.”
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“just now, actually.” sort of? if spending time with alpine and going on a stroll counts. but, as of now, watching the news. for no important reason, really. his gaze leaves the screen to meet blue optics, most likely a ‘rogers’ ↴
“mm. . hi jamie.” she murmured, arms wrapping around his middle as her leg draped over his. lips forming into a small pout as she lets out an almost grumpy noise. “been layin’ here all day?”
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other as a silent welcome. when he would usually react defensively. safe to say he was hoping for it. “hey, grace.”
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he’d been lounging for the entire evening. off days were. . unusual in his line of ‘work’. though, this still catches him off guard. not to mention his instant reaction once he’d lower his right arm, embracing the ↴
flops down into bed next to @behindthesniper before curling up into his side.
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thanks. . really.
well, if you need help i’m here.
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i’ll take care of it, it’s an easy fix.
i just don’t want you to feel like you gotta do it alone.
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i’m sure, grace.
are ya’ sure?
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it’s fine.
luckily i’ll deal with him for you.
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