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maskormenace2015-09-06 08:31 pm
promotional) wrote in maskormenace2015-09-06 08:31 pm
Entry tags:
- harleen quinzel | harley quinn,
- knock out | n/a,
- tadashi hamada | n/a,
- † frederick chilton | chief of staff!!,
- † haen hithiel | chatterbug,
- † hazel lockwood | n/a,
- † hisoka the magician | n/a,
- † jang junseo | n/a,
- † karen starr | power girl,
- † mabel pines | n/a,
- † max masters | the mighty one,
- † rhys | 10 million dollars,
- † sabriel | abhorsen,
- † stan pines | n/a
004 ☄ VIDEO
I—had everything. Right at my fingertips—
[Rhys' hands are being held up roundabouts the center of his chest, palms to the heavens, fingers curled halfway in. He clutches at air, unable to hold onto what he really wants, because now it's at least light years away. Again. That chair. That view. All of it, lost. And he's back in this place he once saw as a source of solace, but it's more like a fucking hellhole that should be obliterated off the face of the universe.
He's a little upset. The fear is back. The pain in his head from when he knocked it at the Swear-In 'last month.' Who understands time, anyway?]
And it's gone. Whoosh. All of it. Every last drop of success—all of it.
[Never has a man been more distraught. He sucks in a deep breath, smoothes one hand over the back of his head, and gives his comm a deadly sullen look.]
I'm back.
[The weakest, least excited fingergun pointing at you, kid. Bang bang.
A heavy sigh.]
Yaaaaay.
[So. Very dry.]
[Rhys' hands are being held up roundabouts the center of his chest, palms to the heavens, fingers curled halfway in. He clutches at air, unable to hold onto what he really wants, because now it's at least light years away. Again. That chair. That view. All of it, lost. And he's back in this place he once saw as a source of solace, but it's more like a fucking hellhole that should be obliterated off the face of the universe.
He's a little upset. The fear is back. The pain in his head from when he knocked it at the Swear-In 'last month.' Who understands time, anyway?]
And it's gone. Whoosh. All of it. Every last drop of success—all of it.
[Never has a man been more distraught. He sucks in a deep breath, smoothes one hand over the back of his head, and gives his comm a deadly sullen look.]
I'm back.
[The weakest, least excited fingergun pointing at you, kid. Bang bang.
A heavy sigh.]
Yaaaaay.
[So. Very dry.]
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