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(But Teddy,,, is in,,, the base?)
(But Teddy,,, is in,,, the base?)
(Oh. Nevermind lol)
(I can just send Dustin-)
((Okay uhm, @Iwilladoptyou, I'm kind of dropping this group, so sorry.))
(It's completely okay, sorry about what happened earlier.)
"man i am boooooored." she groaned sinking in and almost out of her seat.
Vera ignored the young skulling as resumed what she was doing before the skulling had shown up, ignoring everything.
Spectra pouted, turning towards Vera. She poked her repeadtly, "Vers, Vers, Vers, Vers."
(Yeah I'm leaving this as well.)
(;-; okay, have a good day)
Reed leaned against the wall, waiting for Kainda and Henry to come back. Despite the age difference, they somehow clicked. But then again, Reed liked to consider himself friends with everybody.
Eventually, he got bored, as was usually the case. He went off to find Dustin.
Talon came up to and opened the doors of the hospital wing, only to find himself staring at a tall Asian woman, her dark hair pulled up into a messy bun.
Her narrow eyes glared at him. “Don’t tell me- you went to watch the sunset.” The last few words were punctuated with hard, sharp T’s. “Talon, you have a job to do here, you know this.”
“Hey, hey!” Talon threw his hands up. “Look Ursa, I promise I was on break. Can you blame me for wanting to hang out with a friend?”
The woman scoffed. “That Joker kid? Honestly, I’d think you would have better things to do. Now, you know the drill.” She held out her hand.
Sighing in annoyance, Talon reached into his pocket and took out his box of cigarettes, and handed them to Ursa. She then held the door open for him, and they went inside.
Dustin was still out looking to make sure no one got near the base, a gun leaned against the edge but not visible to anyone passing by, he let out a sigh. Today was not one of his best days, it had been off from the start and then he had to act and pick up those two saving them from a police officer who was sticking her nose where it shouldn't be, then again they could always kidnap her or kill her if she was too much of an issue.
Vera refocused when Spectra called her 'Vers'. "What do you want?" She asked, not sounding annoyed, but curious.
"I want not to be bored, Vers that is what I want." she huffed.
"Don't you have a job or something?" Vera asked. "I thought a Skulling would be busy."
"Yeah, you would think. I mean i guess I could torture he prisoners and try and get more information out of them but I want new people!" she huffed.
Vera went silent as she began to think of something. "I was told that there were a few DOC members who were marking graffiti in our teritory." She let the words roll of he tongue.
Reed walked up the stairs and into the balcony. “Hey Dus. You mind if I keep you company?” Sitting down against the balcony, he took out his sketchbook and started brainstorming ideas for his next graffiti.
"Do i have a choice?" he muttered. "Just don't be too loud." he went back to keeping watch.
“Well, you have a choice in helping me come up with ideas for my next piece.” Reed shrugged. He found himself sketching a bored looking girl playing with a deck of cards.
The sun was behind the building, painting the balcony in warm oranges, reds, and purples of shadow. It made Dustin’s dull blonde hair look almost a shadowy magenta. Without thinking, Reed sketched out an outline of his head and hair, and took some colored pencils, trying to replicate the colors.
Dustin just continued looking out from the balcony his shoulders a bit tense, he didn't move from his position despite not knowing that he was being drawn and all he did was sigh, an upset expression on his face like normal. He rarely smiled, honestly it felt like he never smiled once in his life.
He noticed a few drunks, he couldn't tell if they were civilians or bloodskulls. normally civilians would avoid the area, but drunk civilians stumbled around here and left. which if they were drunk all he had to do was not be noticed and let them pass. If it was bloodskulls…then he would gladly injure or kill them if they took one step too close or tried to vandalize the building which he would have to clean up..he was almost tempted to just shoot them and be done with it.
he looked at their hands and noticed them to look empty but there could always be something in there pockets, they were just giggling to themselves he forced back a groan watching them get closer.
A lady looking very nervous glancing at the building tried to hurried past, unfortunately caught by the drunk young adults, she tried to get them off and the kept trying to convince her. he grabbed his gun quicker then you can say dead. He shot them all, all three man, leaving the woman only bloody. he hated womanizers and people that preyed on the innocent. She spotted his glare and she quickly ran home, he sighed. she could get caught up in another mess.
"Can you keep watch?" he asked Reed softly.
Reed stayed silent as Dustin shot the men, only jerking his head up in surprise from the sound. Then he gave him a look.
“Dude, you know that the only thing that can keep me still for 5 seconds in this sketchbook, and I can’t keep watch and sketch at the same time. Why, are you leaving or something?”
see before reed had finished talking dusing left, following the girl until she was out of the dangerous parts and back to the police controlled area. he got back and sighed, "wanna help me hide some bodies?" he questioned reed assuming he would probably say no.
“Hide some bodies, you say?” Reed pursed his lips before they morphed into a bittersweet grin. “Sure, why not? I know a thing or two about hiding evidence.”
He slowly got to his feet, stretching out a little.
he stared down on Reed, he was disgusted by this part of job. he didn't understand how some people could enjoy it then again they were literally called deck of cards bound to attract some weirdos. he looked at the bodies before pulling on some gloves and going downhe stairs and walking outside towards the bodies.
“Do you have an extra pair of gloves?” Reed asked as they descended. “Hey, why did you kill those guys anyway? I couldn’t see what they were doing. Were they Bloodskulls?”
His legs moved, seeming to flop onto each step. He yawned again.
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