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Above him, Usoa goes rigid as the realisation hits him.
“I can’t…beat you…,” he wheezes,” but let’s see…how well you handle…Jack himself.”
A wide, toothy grin splits his lips. Usoa’s eyes pierce him, and Sullivan laughs at the panic he sees there and can almost hear the accusation that can’t make it past the monster’s lips, the shocked you ( Read more... ) -
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Mumbling, he presses his nose against her hair and snuggles closer, one arm tightening around her. Slowly, he voice reaches him and shakes him out of his sleep, and he cracks open his eyes to look at her, blinking them sleepily. “Morning…You okay?” She looks a bit pale.
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RPG - Anton & Sulli 3
He stares after him for a long time.
Then, he shakes his head and turns his eyes to Ariya’s sleeping form. A vague sound of discomfort leaves her, and she frowns in her sleep and stirs restlessly, looking as if he’s having bad dreams. He picks up the pillow and leaves the bed to crawl in next to her, settling on top of the covers not to make her ( Read more... ) -
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In a second there is light and sparks, bright and dazzling, as magic is directed through the receptor.
Sullivan’s mouth opens wide, hands clutching the clamps buried in his body, but not sound comes out. He can only stare blindly at the ceiling above while magic, stronger and hotter than anything he has ever felt, courses through the machine and ( Read more... ) -
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It is not often that Zoe asks him personal questions, or talks much with him beyond mundane matters. He frowns deeply and tries to find how to best phrase the answer.
“He hurt someone very important to me, and will keep doing it unless he is taken care of,” he says, a little hesitant. “He stands in the way of what I want. Of the person I want."
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At the time being, Sullivan is nowhere near close to the goal Caliban describes. At best, he can avoid his snakes for a few seconds before they catch up and tangle themselves around his limbs. The realization makes him deflate visibly for a second or two before he can pull himself together and smooth out the forlorn look on his face.
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“Frankenstein said that the way I was born makes me a monster, but what I was orn from makes me a ghost. I’m a hybrid. That essence is what keeps me together, supported by voices.” He can’t remember the details too well- it has been a long time since Anton and he went to see the Doctor the first time.
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Her blush puts a little smile on his lips. It vanishes as soon as he turns to Anton, though, replaced by a nervous expression. “I’ll miss you,” he says quietly. “Be well, Anton.”
(Acting is fun. I miss it, but the trip to where we met is too much of a hassle now that I live in the city. And I'm sorry about your grandpa :/ It does seem like ages ( Read more... ) -
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Sullivan opens the folder and takes out some of the music sheets, taking the outmost care not to wrinkle them as he hands them over. “This song,” he says, eyeing him with expecation.
They are hand written music sheets to a song composed entirely in minor key. Save for the letter ‘S’ written at the top of the first sheet in a small, curly hand ( Read more... ) -
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“Thank you.”
The elevator gives a cheerful sound as they arrive on the first floor, and Anton stops briefly to speak with the female receptionist from before. Sullivan lingers by the exit, waiting, looking awkward and out of place, relieved when they walk out of there and walking perhaps a little faster than he should when his head is so heavy and ( Read more... )