aliasgareth

[aliasgareth]

@governmentofficial

“James isn’t hiding out with you, is he?”

[aliasgareth]

Flirting with boys: sarcastic, aloof, almost rolling my eyes, might kick their ass

Flirting with girls: too complimentary, slightly flustered, obviously trying

[aliasgareth]

roxannecelxt:

Roxanne chuckled slightly, taking the document from his hands in assessment. “You could pose as my brother, but we don’t look quite alike; the genetic loophole might blow our cover. You’re right about the makeover, though.”

She took a pause. “Young uncle? Billionaire cousin?”

Gareth paused, considering her other options. It was always sobering to think he could be Lancelot’s father, mathematically and theoretically speaking.

“I think I can work with the cousin angle,” he finally replied, knowing all too well he had little other options. After all, she was right about them not looking similar. “I’m guessing we’re close cousins, but not in the weird European incestuous way?”

[aliasgareth]

confirmed: the only time i log onto this acct these days is after i’ve done a bit of drinking

[aliasgareth]

@roxannecelxt

“I’m not that old,” came the shockingly regular grumble from Gareth when he looked down at the particulars of their next assignment. Merlin had it out for him and he knew it. “Adding gray to my hair and the make-up will take too much time. How about I go as your brother?”

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shotgunrodeo:

    “Anyone ever remark on how much of a filthy old man y'are?”     Tequila shrugged, tentatively lifting his hands and running them just beneath the layer of Gareth’s jacket and other clothing, leeching a bit of the warmth into his fingers. “Seriously, y’ come off all prim ‘n proper, but you’re sleazy as shit, man.”

“It’s a skill we rich heirs learn practically from birth.” 

He made no move to stop Tequila’s roaming hands. 

“And I’m not that old.”

[aliasgareth]

       Magic doesn’t keep a roof over our heads, I do.

[aliasgareth]

i have a PhD in getting myself into really bad situations 

[aliasgareth]

shotgunrodeo:

  “Is that an offer or are y’ gonna jus’ shove me in th’ shower and turn the water on?”  As he spoke, Tequila flicked his green eyes up to meet gray. Something at the edges of his expression were fighting not to pull until a hopeful, puppy-like look. “Y’ can always join me, y'know. Clean up, relax..?”

“I was planning on hosing you down out back.” His deadpan was ruined by the smile he couldn’t seem to keep off his face. He made no move to peel off his jacket or shirt, but he did not move back yet.

“You sure it’d be considered cleaning up if I get in there with you?”

[aliasgareth]

another day of being a bisexual disaster

[aliasgareth]

statesangria:

          “ bailey’s it is!  how do ya like your coffee? ”

“Usually nonalcoholic, but it doesn’t seem like I have much of a choice right now.”

[aliasgareth]

statesangria:

          “ i could get out some  paperwork? ”

“How about you spike my coffee and we call it a day?”

[aliasgareth]

statesangria:

          “ ABSOLUTELY.  who doesn’t drink before five o’ clock? ”

“That’s only if I’m working.”

[aliasgareth]

statesangria:

          “ alright,  how ‘bout a  cigar,  then?  champ keeps ‘em all over the place.  only smokes the best. ”

“Do I really look that uptight?”

[aliasgareth]

@shotgunrodeo | x

He pulled away, unable to stop from smiling at his uninvited guest. The past few months had been busy for their respective organizations, so much that Gareth almost forgot about Tequila entirely. That was at least until he showed up looking like a filthy lost mutt in his bathroom.

“You need help cleaning up?”

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statesangria:

          “ a glass o’  scotch  ain’t gonna get ya drunk,  agent. ”

“Probably not.” He tore his eyes from the bottle. “But you can never be too careful with Statesman liquor.”

[aliasgareth]

statesangria:

          “ boring.  it’s five o’ clock in  your  time zone,  ain’t it? ”

“I’m not in my timezone.” He paused, eying the bottle again. “I need my head clear.”