#* ooc. ⊱ yeets this into the void. ⊱ open starters.

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Open starter - Merlin

“Arthur won’t abandon me.” Merlin is certain of that fact. When he first came to Camelot, he didn’t know that at all. But now, he knows who Arthur truly is. A kind man who wouldn’t leave his friend behind. The chains on his wrists he could have easily broken but with witnesses and an exhaustion from days of being captured he just can’t right now. “Besides, without me, he basically can’t dress himself.”

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Open starter + Thomas

The picture in his hands is clasped in an iron grip as he tries to work out exactly what he’s going to do about it. When an envelope had been hand delivered to Robin’s Nest for him he honestly assumed it was something for a case. Either payment or evidence from one of his many contacts. Well, Rick’s contacts. Instead, it had a picture of one of his friends in a sniper scope and a note stating a time and a place for him to meet the photo taker. Who had just so happened to sign the paper with IVAN. He obviously calls the person in the photo over to make sure they’re alive but he has to decide if he’s walking into a trap exactly how he’s going to get out of it.

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“Yeah, I’m getting yelled at about that.” He mutters under his breath as he just stares at the on fire Ferarri. In his defence, he hadn’t expected the guy he was chasing to huck a molotov at him. But at least he took the guy down before he hurt anyone. He turns as the other approaches. “Okay, look, I’m sure the damage won’t be TOO bad. I think. I hope.”

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The explosion throws him off his feet and sends him flying backwards out of the dock. “Ow...” There is probably a danger around him somewhere. But that hasn’t registered beyond the pain of being thrown across the hanger. “That’s gonna leave a mark...”

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Malcolm Bright Open Starter

“I have a good no questions asked cleaner for my clothes. Most would not react well to the various blood and mud stains that end up on me.” He’s not blind to how often he gets injured in the line of duty. Always chasing a penance for being the Surgeon’s Son regardless of his actual culpability regarding the victims. “So, what do you have for me? Triple homicide? Ritualistic killing? I’m only called in for the interesting cases.”

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Stiles Open Starter

“I’m sorry, can I fucking help you? In the middle of a mental breakdown here and unless you’re coming with the cure to anxiety I’m gonna ask you to either move on or tell me what you want.” In recent years Stiles has lost the even tenuous grip on his emotions has shattered thanks to the whole supernatural bullshit. So sometimes he ends up retreating to his jeep just to let the judders and panicked words spill out of him in a place he can control. But it also means his friends can find him easily which is both good and bad. Especially when he is panicking about THEM. 

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Merlin Open Starter

“Great, I’ll just be HERE, being bludgeoned to death by the stupidity of Arthur Pendragon.” Merlin sometimes wonders if the destiny chosen for them simply made a mistake. Cause a prat didn’t deserve to lead Albion. But he was getting better. SLOWLY. With each instance of magic in the castle Arthur was learning more it was the morality of a person that used the magic than the magic itself that was evil.

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Patrck Portells Open Starter

The rogue lets the sunsword ignite in his hand as he stares as the hoard of tiny goblin enemies running towards them. “This doesn’t look good. I thought you said you were FRIENDS with this fucker?” While his own mortality isn’t ever something he takes pride in Patrck refuses to let someone else die on his watch. Not when he could die FOR THEM. Two birds, one very depressing self destructive stone.