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(fast cheerful clapping off screen from Gaby)

hi.  :)

sometimes you just gotta do a really self indulgent pinup sketch ok? let me live. ( mutuals can rb! )

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huntershowl​:

“Of course I am! I’m the badest, bestest bitch there is…. bestest is a word right?”

❝ no. bestest is not a word. there’s nothing better than best. but the sentiment’s right on the money, you’re pretty badass. ❞

“That’s silly but english is silly! How can there be nothing best than best when the best can be bested! hmmmmmmm”

In truth, Gaby is not making sense. She is drunk, but she is also relaxed. The hound who scares everyone in the city makes her feel safe. Safe and relaxed and among friends.

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“It’s so -hic- fun! You can buy a cheez it tostada with nothing and feel like a hamster! hehe!”

@huntershowl​ exes being friends

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huntershowl​:

❝ YOU’RE A REAL BITCH. you know that? ❞

“Of course I am! I’m the badest, bestest bitch there is.... bestest is a word right?”

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icarusplunged​: a cutie

❝ oh… o – oh! ❞ rusalka cannot seem to keep the stammer out of her voice, heart thrumming in her chest like – well, like a hummingbird’s wings. it doesn’t take long for the pink tint on her cheeks to spread toward the edges of her face. ❝ well, i – ❞ what does one say to this? how do you person in a situation like this? ❝ … you’re quite pretty yourself, gaby. would, ehm – ❞ a nervous hand reaches up to tug on one of her unruly red curls. ❝ would you… perhaps want to go somewhere? with me? sometime? ❞

Well, isn’t that an absolute cutie. As she had suspected, cute in and out. Gaby could just smile seeing Rusa realise she had complimented her. The way her face lighted up was just adorable. It seemed curious to her that she was so out of words, did people not tell her how cute she was all the time? Fools. She’d do it if no one else did.

❝ Well thank you! I’m trying a new hair routine I think it shows.❞ Oh..? look at that. So timid yet so brave.  ❝I’d be more than happy to do so. Mmm... ❞ She tapped her lower lip, trying to remember her schedule.  ❝Next Friday? Coffe? I can take you to my favourite place, you’ll love it❞

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“What do you think?” ~

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“What do you think?” ~

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"Present? For meeeee?"

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@huntershowl​ said:

❝ you know, you should really start going to ajal when you get hurt. he's the fuckin' doctor. ❞

 Well shit. She didn’t think Seph would notice that. Like at all.The gears inside her brain are trying to turn, to think of an excuse as to why she hadn’t actually go to Ajal. She has nothing.  ❝ Sorry...?❞

A tiny voice, smaller than her regular happy and loud self answers after that.  ❝ I didn’t want to be a nuissance ❞

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huntershowl​ | Seph

❝ UH – I KNOW IT MIGHT SOUND STRANGE coming from me, but pretty sure wanton destruction isn’t gonna solve this one. destroy it, sure. solve it, no. ❞

Well... It does sound trange. It’s understandable though. Still, it does’t make her feel any better right now. She want the problem gone. “You sure it wouldn’t make it even a little tiny itty bitty little bit...” her expression suddenly changing, a frown forming as she counts and recounts the adjectives she just used “...better?”

“I mean... at the very least it sure would be espectacular” as all explossions are

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huntershowl​: Makes perfect sense to me

❝ FUCK THE MISSION, ❞ THEY SNAPPED BACK, IRRITATION CLOUDING THEIR judgement before they could shut the fuck up and listen. it was true that failure wasn’t an option. persephone knew that she was on thin ice, despite her strong bond with sanya; she was only protected as long as she was an asset to them. they were not known for keeping extraneous ties around for sentimental reasons.  perhaps that was the reason this job pissed them off so much. persephone knew that allying with silco would take time, and they knew that it would have to be a success. but controlling people was not her wheelhouse. swaying them, keeping them happy, that wasn’t where her skills lay. yet, the assignment had fallen on her.  seph’s eyes drifted to the window as gaby hurried behind the screen to change. the sanctum’s spy was infiltrating some hotshot gala tonight, collecting dirt on a woman who had become a little too ambitious in her goal to grow her stake in the dusk’s airship industry. if there was one thing that mattered most to sanya’s success as the leader of the unseen, it was transport; they needed her under their thumb before she could outmatch them.  and, well. gaby was perfect for the job, seph thought as her coworker slipped back out from behind the screen. she was decked out in a deep, shimmering green dress that clung softly to her body, the color bringing out the reddish glow in her curls and highlighting the emerald hue of her eyes. seph couldn’t help an impressed quirk of the eyebrows as they dropped to the floor behind her and took the back panels in one hand.  there was no understated or polite way to accurately represent the reason gaby had this in the bag. ❝ i get it, ❞ seph retorted, yanking the zipper up and latching the delicate black hooks at the top. ❝ she’ll go weak-kneed at your massive tits. ❞ she snorted in amusement and stepped back into the shadowy corner of the room once the dress was fastened. gaby’s flattery provoked another sour expression, though, the specific brand of scowl coupled with a pink tint in the ears that meant seph was embarrassed. ❝ … we’ll see. silco’s good with deals, but i’ve heard he doesn’t always keep his word. that’s the biggest reason sanya’s on edge about the whole thing. they don’t like uncertainty or – or unpredictability. they thrive on order. ❞

Gaby was so close to shouting back a ‘Yeah! Fuck the mission’ of her own before remembering that no, she was being the voice of reason this time around, and she had to actually pay attention to her words. It was not usual for her to be the one people came for advice. Unless it was clothes, or makeup, or heart things... In some sense, this was a heart thing she suppoused. You had to be people smart to do navigate a social situation like this. So she’d help Seph do it.

 “Hey!” She can’t help than laugh. “Fine yes, my massive tits are part of the reason why I will totally rock this mission. But It’s not the only thing...I also have a massive...” Turning around, flipping her hair over a shoulder and smiling at Seph she finished her words “...Charm”

“Now, you.” She shows them her thinking face, the one that makes it seem like all the gears inside her brain are turning in order to produce something coherent. “Well... isn’t that a good thing? You know he likes deals but you are aware he may not keep his word, so I guess Sanya probably thought that if Silco tried to do anything stupid in regard of this deal, you would be able to handle it no problem.” Probably with a little bit of violence, but hey, that was just a regular Saturday night for both of them.

“Besides, someone that makes so many deals is probably used to people trying to sweet talk him into a deal that better suits them and you’d do none of that nonsense. You are direct, get in, do what the mission requires, get out. I bet Silco would not mind a change of pace in the deal situation.” It was an absolute suposition on her part, she did not know the man. But she herself found Seph delightful in their own, dark way so perhaps they would too.

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"Oh? Haven't you heard the latest gossip? Well, let me tell you~"

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"Oh? Haven't you heard the latest gossip? Well, let me tell you~"

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SO STRIKE ME DOWN, TAKE ME AWAY DEBTS ARE DUE, IT’S TIME TO PAY FACE WHAT I DESERVE HERE COMES JUDGEMENT DAY