#✬ ◟ freelance spy. ⁞ 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚛𝚌.

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★ ★  𝚑𝚘𝚣𝚒𝚎𝚛 -- 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍, 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢 !   |  @knowseverythingaboutyou said :  “It’s the start of all things that are left to do.”

“IT’S DEJA VU,” SHE COUNTERS WITH A SIGH ------------------- catalysts certainly might change, but one way or another this is where they always end up. (   just how many times can a person ‘ die ’ before the loss no longer has any meaning? how many times before it becomes something closer to a routine than a random occurrence. it’s like being in her very own fractured fairytale, only fury’s always crying MIA instead of WOLF.   )

so here she is again, freshly back in column A after another brief (   and inaccurate  ) stint in column B. and while maria’s opted to take the position of OPTIMIST in it this time around, she can’t help but feel as if her theoretical cup is just as HALF EMPTY as the shitty vending machine cup of coffee she’s been nursing through most of their conversation. 

            “it’s not the start. not really. it’s a continuation. i never STOPPED,” at least the real agent 13 hadn’t ------- as for that LMD she hadn’t even known about until it single - handedly managed to tank her reputation as a competent pilot, it had certainly tossed up its equivalent of a WHITE FLAG. 

            “i just don’t know if this is still the best place for me to keep on working on that list of things left to do.”

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★ ★ 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚢 + 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚜.   |   @druisg​ said :  ❝ oh, that’s comforting. ❞

OF ALL THE LANGUAGES SHE SPEAKS FLUENTLY, SARCASM MIGHT JUST BE THE ONE SHE EXCELS AT -------------------- she learned early on that cynicism is a good way for her to HIDE her emotions before they get the opportunity to bubble up to the surface. (   if she was ever to have her own version of a SHIELD, this would be it.   ) but just as easily as it can shield, it can go the way of making itself the lingual equivalent of a DOUBLE - EDGED SWORD; a talent that’s helped her almost as many times as it’s put her in HOT WATER. at least around him so far it’s far more the former than anything else -------- guards are still firmly set in place, but maybe ... just maybe ... softening slightly. 

at least enough for her to feel the corner of her mouth turn up at his response.  like recognizes like after all. there’s no attempt to HIDE it or pull it back; it rolls off his tongue just as effortlessly as it rolls off hers ------- the ease of it has earned him a momentarily lopsided smirk. (   though she can’t really blame him; COMFORT is usually not the first feeling that comes to mind when she talks about her former employer, be it the organization itself or her former boss ------ extra - governmental intelligence agencies don’t exactly invoke the WARM AND FUZZIES.   )

             “i’m beginning to worry that i might be rubbing off on you,” she says it with the smirk still firmly in place, the tip of her tongue peeking out from between her teeth when it ought to be firmly in her CHEEK instead. “wouldn’t be the first time i’ve been a BAD INFLUENCE.”

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tag dump #3 ( sorry this is the long one because i have zero chill ) 

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tag drop 3 of -- ( i think this is it? for now?? )

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𝟺𝟶𝟶 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚞𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜.   |    @cavillcast​​ said :  "let me buy you another drink." for alex

SHE ROLLS HER WRIST AND SENDS THE LAST LITTLE SIP OF BROWN LIQUOR AROUND THE BOTTOM OF THE GLASS, quietly mulling her options while she watches it swirl around. she’s already gone and bent some of the rules she usually has for a meet - up like this --------- he’s not a MARK; she’s not there trying to get INFORMATION out of him with the tried - and - true mix of SMALL TALK  AND TALL POURS. (   it isn’t to say she’s gone and completely let her guard down around him just yet ---- he’s like HER, after all; and if she were sitting next to herself, she’d be just as ON ALERT as any other time. still ----- it’s not all closed doors and un - scalable walls; he’s already gotten more conversation out of her tonight than she’d been anticipating.   ) 

          “i haven’t put a big enough dent in your wallet tonight as it is?” the corner of her mouth turns UP as she brings the glass to her lips, finally putting the last little half - mouthful of bourbon out of it’s misery. “but i suppose if another one of these shows up in front of me, i won’t be wasteful.”

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tag drop.

🇹​🇦​🇬​ 🇩​🇷​🇴​🇵​. ᴛᴀɢ ᴅʀᴏᴘ. ᴛᴀɢ ᴅʀᴏᴘ.