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Ted, who was standing on the ledge below the man, rose a brow at the other's actions. "I uh, not really." He put his hands up defensively, unable to help himself from looking away. "No need to be so gross."

"Hey, you're the one who was looking at them." Liam shrugged, "Just trying to give you the full view." 

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Summary; A drabble about Liam's history. 

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"You call it a greatest achievement, I call it making life easier." Because when people know you're a psychotic killer, they tend to distance themselves. The thought crosses Liam's mind and he rolls his eyes, shrugging it away. "Still-- hmm.. I don't know. Your job still sounds stupid. Sure, you're obviously getting paid big bucks--" He waves to Moriarty's entire outfit.

"And you're obviously robbing your clients as well. But you're still on a leash. What the client wants, the client gets, I'm assuming is one of your many mottos? Like most businesses? That means you're given one objective to follow-- where's the fun in that when you can't make that decision yourself?"

Liam pauses for a moment, rubbing his chin and nodding his head in some sort of agreement, "So, are people as picky about the crimes as they are with their food?"

He started tapping his chin with his finger and voice suddenly high pitched at an attempt to be��feminine- "Like, I want to kill this bitch at work but I don't want to get blood all over my new shoes-- but if there isn't blood involved, she wouldn't really be suffering, right? Ah, I just don't know what to do, what do you recommend?" He ends his... makeshift skit by snapping his wrist forward.

“That’s the whole point of my job; as long as people are too stupid but willing to pay for some help, I do have a great opportunity to make money without getting my hands dirty. Of course I do commit crime by myself rather often but mostly unnoticed. I’m sure you’re going to realize that the criminal’s greatest achievement are those crimes no one knows about.”

And still he was known was the most dangerous criminal. The reason was awfully simple though. Play with the Government and be the one and only they can’t get their hands on and you’ll achieve that title. Napoleon of Crime.

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Put a word in my ask and I will write a Headcanon about it for my Muse.

Nightmares

Humanity

Guardian

Torture

Insanity

Slaughter

Order

Morality

Loyalty

Promise

Betrayal

Epiphany

Apathy

Memories

Loss

Lies

Death

Love

Plans

Pawns

revenge

Monster

Time

Waiting

Laugh

Trend

Alliance

Natural

Pretence

Urge

Impression

Critic

Accent

Stranger

Judgement

Delirious

Instinct

Damage

Illusion

End

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No. Your eyes... They're like...

Oh that's what that was about? Yeah, they're fucked up. Don't know what's wrong with 'em. But I can see just fine, so who cares? 

*gets down to Ted's level, almost nose to nose, with his eyes wide and fingers pulling at the skin under his eyes* Does it freak you out or something?

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Whoa, dude, are you okay?

I'm more than okay. Why? Wait-- is there something on my face? 

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Liam frowned, "That's sad."

“Um….. no? I’ve never had a puppy.”

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worldsgreatestthief, illdrivexyoushoot, takemebacktothestartwereibegan & sexysilverfox started following you

Uh... Hello. So, if I ask how you all are doing, am I going to get a sad story about how your puppy died?

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Liam jabbed Sam in the back again, his lower lip puffing out, "Limiting yourself to one gender is so last year, though." He sighed, walking back around Sam and raising his finger, purposely ignoring the part about his name, "It's just my finger, Jumpy. It can't hurt you." 

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"Because I'm such a delight to be around. Something about having a pink aura, I get it a lot." He grinned, waving his hand before pausing and listening to the job description. Liam blinked a few times, trying to really comprehend why someone would need help with such a thing.

Flinging his arms up in the arm, he flopped to his back, looking up. "Ugh, people are stupid." He groaned loudly."The entire point in even committing a crime is the damn thrill. If you can't even enjoy it, why commit it? You're encouraging people to be lazy." 

“And here I am, asking myself why I’m wasting my time with you.” He simply replied and raised his eyebrows at the rather unpleasing acquaintance. “Let’s just say I’m the most dangerous criminal mind world has ever seen. I do support people with their crimes, tell them how to plot their murder or whatever they are asking me for. Despite that I take care of my network, pulling the strings worldwide and kill some corrupt politicians.”

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*For a moment, Liam disappears only to reappear behind Sam, pressing his index finger into the middle of the larger man's back* 

You callin' me ugly, gigantor? 

bloodyskunk...

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"What on earth is a 'consulting criminal'?" Wasting no time with asking the one question that was on his mind since he first noticed this insanely well dressed fella. "I'll be honest, it sounds stupid." As he spoke, Liam took a seat on the ground in front of Moriarty, folding his legs into a pretzel.

"No offence." 

   { The World’s second w o r s t crime is boredom—

                    —well, the first is being a bore. }

audrey-tabard approached you

bloodyskunk approached you

alice-cullenn approached you

“I feel flattered for all the attention but I wonder who you are and for what reason you’re approaching me.” Not that he was going to complain about it. He always welcomed new potential clients with open arms but most people only approached him because of curiosity.

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Stop winking at me. You're not my type. 

bloodyskunk...

…started following you.

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It's the blood splatters that really make this photo, not that damn tail. 

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Jesus fuck it's so boring and seven eleven sells crappy booze. It's a really sad night. 

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