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comeswithblades.bsky.social
Where does the time go…

“Ah, fret not. It would be easily neutralized anyhow.”

A dismissive wave of her hand. It’s entirely possible she’s not joking, but perhaps it’s an answer Parker truly doesn’t want.
comeswithblades.bsky.social
Has it been that long?

“I believe it’s going to be destroyed.”

She says with a small nod, considering the idea. Global dominance and they worry about Florida…funny.
comeswithblades.bsky.social
“Ah, I did not see an established perimeter.”

She lifts her head to look around, as if there’d be little flags noting the ‘perimeter’. Smiling to herself slightly. She looks back at the woman as she speaks next.

“I work for big paper, and my name is not important.”

Joking.
vigilant-e11.bsky.social
❝ Well the whole thing is scuttled now, fucking... perimeter breach and all - ❞

She's trying not to pout. Her face is just naturally long, that's not dejection or anything, she's fine. Already working on a new angle -

❝ Hey, what's your name? Who 𝙖𝙧𝙚 you? ❞
comeswithblades.bsky.social
She seems quite satisfied with this quiet defeat, or perhaps surrender. This is why she keeps all her secrets in her head. Far safer than a…’journal’.

“I do hope you have a successful…mission.”
comeswithblades.bsky.social
She looks from his face to the flashed tags, and then back towards his eyes. She had a set like that once, but they were more for her keeper’s identification than her own.

“Logan. That’s a fine name.”
imortusx.bsky.social
Logan. [ Reaching for the dog tag around his neck, jetting it forward with his thumb. ]

Or at least this thing tells me that.
comeswithblades.bsky.social
You can call me El. What do I call you?
comeswithblades.bsky.social
She’s not sure she’d find anything more jarring than peace. It’s so foreign to her. Nothing else seems as surprising.

“Flattery is not all physical.”

She argues, but smiles to herself at him leaning his head into her curls.

“I know.”
comeswithblades.bsky.social
You can call me El. What do I call you?
imortusx.bsky.social
Glad it could be so. .

. .kindred we are then. What’s your name?
comeswithblades.bsky.social
We are kindred spirits, I think. I feel similar. Aimless is the word I attribute to it. Listless, maybe. Wandering purposeless in search of…whatever comes.

Don’t know shit about fuck…that’s funny.
comeswithblades.bsky.social
We are kindred spirits, I think. I feel similar. Aimless is the word I attribute to it. Listless, maybe. Wandering purposeless in search of…whatever comes.

Don’t know shit about fuck…that’s funny.
imortusx.bsky.social
Well, I don’t remember much of my past, see? And I’ve been wandering, searching, for god knows what. And suddenly, I feel very. .dumb. Frail. Like I don’t know shit about fuck.
comeswithblades.bsky.social
What do you mean?
imortusx.bsky.social
Something similar. Feel I may have stepped into something larger by accident.
comeswithblades.bsky.social
Mm, no. I’m quiet…nomadic. Are you from here?
comeswithblades.bsky.social
Mm, no. I’m quiet…nomadic. Are you from here?
imortusx.bsky.social
Better than me at that, I suppose. You from around here?
comeswithblades.bsky.social
I would not be surprised, but I’ll look on the bright side.
comeswithblades.bsky.social
I would not be surprised, but I’ll look on the bright side.
imortusx.bsky.social
Ha. Maybe, I think I just pissed em off some more.
comeswithblades.bsky.social
You’re a kind soul to be their punching bag, then. Hopefully the altercation brought them some solace.
comeswithblades.bsky.social
You’re a kind soul to be their punching bag, then. Hopefully the altercation brought them some solace.
imortusx.bsky.social
Some kid. Turned into some damn sludge creature —- beat me to hell.

I’d say I had it comin’ but I feel like the poor thing has some more. .rooted things to deal with. Took it out on me. It’s fine.
comeswithblades.bsky.social
I know the feeling. Who managed to shred you?
comeswithblades.bsky.social
I know the feeling. Who managed to shred you?
imortusx.bsky.social
Oh. I. .I heal. Sometimes though, depending on how much I need to heal, I’m sore as hell after.
comeswithblades.bsky.social
You seem very…unshredded, in my opinion.
comeswithblades.bsky.social
You seem very…unshredded, in my opinion.
comeswithblades.bsky.social
Observing.
Meticulously, almost surgically, peeling an orange.
comeswithblades.bsky.social
She finds herself quite content too. Not something she ever thought she would be. It’s been a pleasant, but slightly jarring experience.

“Are you trying to flatter me?”
comeswithblades.bsky.social
She seems quite satisfied with this quiet defeat, or perhaps surrender. This is why she keeps all her secrets in her head. Far safer than a…’journal’.

“I do hope you have a successful…mission.”
vigilant-e11.bsky.social
... yeah, well.

( She queued that up as if there was going to be 'more', but. . . no, that silence is just hanging there.

May the pointed shrug of her shoulders offer enough of a response to this strange assassin lady. )
comeswithblades.bsky.social
Yes, you are very…outspoken.

Perhaps it is just me, but if the contents of such an entry were so confidential I would not write them largely and in the public eye.
comeswithblades.bsky.social
Yes, you are very…outspoken.

Perhaps it is just me, but if the contents of such an entry were so confidential I would not write them largely and in the public eye.
vigilant-e11.bsky.social
Well, first of all, big handwriting is a sign of confidence and outgoing nature. So of course I write big, I'm very personable.

Second of all, I don't know WHO you work for! You could work for LordTech for all I care, and you still wouldn't be cleared to know what's going on in my lis - my journal.
comeswithblades.bsky.social
I do not work for the post-it company, so I care not whether you purchase them or not.

You write big.