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jorrah:

The Beggar King

poenitire:

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What a novel concept.

[There’s a look that can best be described as ‘really now’.]

I happen to have plenty of my own liquor, thank you. 

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“ —- sarcastic too. figures.”

       armand could leave,
               but nah. he was amused.

                        “now you’re the one not answering questions.”

poenitire:

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I’m glad we’re in agreement on that. 

Nevertheless, feel free to saunter off elsewhere. The world may have dropped you here, but that hardly translates into binding you here.

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      “never thought regret would be one to be so grumpy— well, actually, that’s a lie. you’re probably the most likely to be.

                      wanna go for a drink?
                              looks like you could use one.”

polariisx:

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        ❝ I’m not sure if I like the
           sound of this or not.  ❞

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        “deal with it, asshat.”

poenitire:

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Doesn’t mean I have to be inclined to endear myself to you.

Also, you’re still avoiding the question - why’re you here.

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    “didn’t say you had to, mon ami.
                  im here because it’s where the world dropped me.

                              good enough?”

poenitire:

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Door’s that way, take it, thanks. Unless you’re planning to answer the question.

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“ —- why so serious? all we did was fuck. it happens.”

poenitire:

detonatii

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[Regret’s emotional state is somewhere between ‘no’ and ‘fuck no’.]

What do you want.

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   and all Armand was going to do was shake his head because obviously word traveled fast in these parts.

     " —- someone’s pissy.“

#gemma knocked up by arthur
#armand and connor hook up

#orion constellation getting it in tho.

poenitire:

cough.

protip: regret’s going to be judging armand really hard and squinting at him and probably not quite liking at him

you know why

armand doesn’t live so people can like him. just ask arthur.

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