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seen people on twt saying british thalia is confirmed by rick and just saying i can't wait for percy to cut thalia off mid-argument like "tea and crumpets innit" and then get blasted into the fucking stratosphere
#courtesy of my friend: 'what's that? want a bo'ole of woh'er' *explodes water bottle in her face* *proceeds to simply die*#THE POSSIBILITIES ARE ENDLESS <3#glow gabs#pjo#pjo series#thalia grace#percy jackson
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GRACEFUL WATERS by Nenad Spasojevic Via Flickr: How often do you see it? I donât go there very often but itâs always fun to go back. Buckingham Fountain, located in Grant Park, Chicago, is a grand and iconic landmark. This expansive Beaux-Arts-style fountain, constructed in 1927, is one of the largest in the world. At its center is a magnificent pink granite and bronze fountain adorned with four impressive seahorse sculptures symbolizing the states bordering Lake Michigan. The fountain's water shoots up to 150 feet in the air, creating a mesmerizing display. With its meticulously choreographed water shows accompanied by music and lights, Buckingham Fountain is a must-see attraction during the summer months. Set against the backdrop of the Chicago skyline, this picturesque plaza offers breathtaking views and serves as a focal point for various events and celebrations in the city. What are your thoughts on it?
#A7R4#2023#reflestions#water#buckingham fountain#explore#sony#GRACEFUL WATERS#nenadspasojevicart#sonyimages#exploration#light#perspective#illuminated#A7RIV#buildings#spasojevic#sonyalpha#nenad#nenografia.com#Chicago#Illinois#IL#flickr
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Crown of horns and flowers
#elden ring#morgott the omen king#morgott the grace given#margit the fell omen#elden ring fanart#long live the grace given king!#my proposal today is we should let morgott has a sunflower garden and we can water it#do you remember golden sunflower around the minor erdtree? yes this is it but like 10x bigger#because they're at the foot of the erdtree and facing the king himself#art#my art
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My full illustration for the Fantasy Warriors Artbook by @dames-zine!
(no reposts; reblogs appreciated)
#my art#artists on tumblr#original art#digital art#greek mythology#fantasy art#tw nudity#she's beauty she's grace she'll stab u in the face >:)#the water was def my favorite part to draw#so shaped! so swirly!#wow i think this is the first time I've been able to post a zine piece in the same year that I drew it#this also got turned into a print for the final stretch goal which was super cool!#overall loved working on this project <3#unrelated but how does clark kent work a 9-5 and have time to freelance as superman??? pls impart ur wisdom
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Someone has to scrub this old fart.
#I was hunted for days by an idea of Morgott taking his first proper bath after god knows how long#I just know how good that warm water would feel on those old bones#anyway... Morgott bath water drop when#elden ring#morgott#morgott the omen king#elden ring morgott#morgott the grace given#morgott x tarnished#my art đ
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Jason, putting a comforting hand on Percy's shoulder: Babe, what's wrong?
Percy, who's been rocking back and forth in distress for the past ten minutes: Firetrucks are actually watertrucks
#its not that deep bro#its called a firetruck and it doesnt carry fire but water#percy had this thought while in the shower#water makes his brain move faster#shower thoughts#pjo hoo toa tsats#pjo hoo toa#percy jackson#jason grace#percy jackson and the olympians#heroes of olympus#trials of apollo#pjo#hoo#toa#jercy#jercy bromance#jason x percy#percy x jason
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#james cameron's avatar#avatar 2009#avatar james cameron#avatar the way of water#avatar memes#avatar james cameron memes#avatar#avatar (2009)#avatar 2#james cameron#atwow#tsu'tey te rongloa ateyitan#grace augustine#mo'at#neytiri te tskaha mo'at'ite#neytiri#jake sully#jake x neytiri#jeytiri#my post
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WOMAN OF AVATAR>>>>>>>>>
#woman#girl power#they rule Pandora#they own that franchise#woman are powerful#avatar#avatar characters#avatar the way of water#avatar way of water#avatar 1#avatar 2#avatar 3#avatar franchise#Pandora#naâvi#neytiri#grace augustine#moâat#Trudy#kiri#tuktirey#tsireya#ronal#omatikaya#Metkayina#avatar na'vi#woman characters#girls rule Pandora#powerful characters#avatar 2009
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â John Green, from The Fault in Our Stars
#poetry#dark academia#dark aesthetic#dark acadamia aesthetic#light academia#book quotes#quotes#lovecore#romantic academia#john green#the fault in our stars#hazel grace lancaster#agustus waters
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"um.....hi :)"
u know that corny fanfic trope where characters meet their past/future selves ha ha yeah
still can't believe how FAST they CANONICALLY speedran Neteyam Lo'ak and Kiri lol, like that actually happened wow
#avatar#avatar 2#way of water#sully family#jake sully#neytiri#neteyam#kiri#grace augustine#norm spellman#trudy chacon#jeytiri#trudy is laughing because she now has a metric ton of Tease Jake material lol#...grace will also be having A Chat with him#i will also do a lil bonus after grace finds out who kiri is...but not right this minute ^^;
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My interpretation of timeskip Kiri!
#illustration#art#my art#fanart#avatar kiri#avatar the way of water#atwow#avatar 2009#grace augustine#kiri augustine#awow
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Happy belated Birthday to Sigourney Weaver!
#here are some of my favorites of her characters :3#Ellen Ripley#Ripley 8#Dana Barrett#Zuul#Grace Augustine#Kiri#Gwen Demarco#Tawny Madison#Lieutenant Madison#ghostbusters#ghostbusters 2#Alien#Aliens#alien resurrection#Avatar#james cameron avatar#avatar the way of water#avatar twow#galaxy quest#fanart
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Not having many coherent thoughts about this but anyway vague Valgrace in a storm on water scenario (maybe during Argo II travels, maybe a different quest, maybe just trying to have a chill beach day, who knows)
Anyway Jason feels some mild discomfort towards the sea for the same reason Percy usually refuses to get on a plane but obviously Leo doesnât really have any reason to be afraid of the water and is just like âeh itâs hot Iâll cool myself off a bitâ
He does slightly underestimate the tide and briefly gets pulled under and Jason freaks because this is the sea as Thalia described itâdangerous and unrelenting and able to rip someone off their feet and pull them away from the shore in an instant
So without thinking Jason goes in after Leo with this stupid idea that he has to save him
Leo is a decent swimmer and since heâs a son of Hephaestus heâs fine but Jason is not fine due to the fact that his dad and Poseidon have beef, so Leo ends up being the one who has to do the saving. Heâs cursing the whole time because it would have been fine if Jason had just waited a moment longer for his head to come back up, heâs not usually this impulsive, Jason is supposed to be the thinks things through guy, what is wrong with him
Jason is coughing and spitting water but then heâs gripping Leoâs wrist mumbling âcouldnât lose you againâ and Leo absolutely cannot stay mad at Jason when he looks at him like that
#anyway! adding this to my personal Leo deserves to do more of the saving and Jason should get to be held agenda#Thalia is afraid of the sea because one time Beryl took her and Jason to the beach and into the water#knowing full well how dangerous it was but hoping itâd get Zeusâ attention. Jason was too young to remember#valgrace#jason grace#leo valdez#heroes of olympus#hoo#leo x jason#jason x leo
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read @scary-graceâs kairos, blacked out and when i came to this is what i'd created. i'm stuck in barduil jail save me.
#1977/kairos#scary-grace#chapter 17#barduil#bard bowman#thranduil#the hobbit#my art#can you tell i never draw water#READ THIS FIC ITS SO GOOD
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SHORT STRAW. human! miles quaritch
IN WHICH⌠miles quaritch needs a scientist on his team, and you just had to draw the short straw.
Notes: scientist/doctor! reader, petnames, inappropriate jokes, age gap (not explicitly stated, but it is there),
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As a kid, you were always quiet and introverted. As a teenager, you rarely spoke. Now, as an adult, you were on the most dangerous planet, working as a scientist despite having a medical degree. You werenât even sure how you got on Pandora. All you did was get outstanding grades, win some awards, and then the RDA shipped you off. Itâs not like you were complaining, you had nothing left on Earth.
Pandora was your home now and little by little, you grew comfortable with the new environment. You were working along Grace Augustine, a renowned scientist. And you were finally happy with where you were in life.
âThose idiots!â You heard Grace yell as she slammed her cup of coffee onto the table, accidentally spilling the hot liquid onto her latest report. She screamed out a string of curse words, causing every head to turn in her direction. "I need a damn cigarette!"
You hurried over with a pack, handing it over to Grace. "What's wrong?" You asked, furrowing your brows together lightly. You didn't have to question it too much to know what was running through Grace's head. You knew, based on the frown and sneer pulling at her lips, that it had something to do with Parker Selfridge or Quaritch. Maybe even both, with the way her eye was twitching in annoyance.
"Quaritch, that bastard!" She exclaimed, throwing a rage fit. "He wants a scientist on his team for today, even though I offered before, and he said no!" Grace clicked her tongue, banging a hand down onto her desk.
No scientist would willingly work for Quarditch, and Grace knew that. That's how you ended up in the conference room with about ten other scientists who doubled as doctors, Miles Quaritch, and Lyle Wainfleet.
You stood close to Grace, almost hiding behind her. The Colonel had always intimidated you; he towered over you, and you were rather scared of his strength. You had seen him punch another marine, sending the soldier flying back. So, it was safe to say you wanted to stay on his good side.
"Alright, everybody, grab a straw," Grace muttered. Some of the other scientists groaned, tilting their heads back in frustration. Drawing straws was the usual method the scientists used to decide who would write the next report or who would have to chug the year-old alcohol sitting in the cupboard.
"That's how you're gonna decide my team's scientist?" Quaritch grumbled, clearly unimpressed by the childish method. Grace merely rolled her eyes. "Just assign me your best one. Or better yet, assign me the prettiest one." He pointed right at you, lips curling into a snarky smirk.
Grace held out an arm, "She is my best scientist."
Quaritch shrugged, "That's a bonus."
Grace ignored him, holding out a handful of straws. Quaritch watched as each person picked a straw, their gazes darting around nervously and hoping they weren't the unlucky person. "Okay. Hold 'em up." Grace muttered. There was a moment of silence before her eyes flickered to you in pity. "Y/N got the shortest."
"Well, lookie here, I won." Quaritch didn't even try to hide the grin on his face, mocking Grace.
She scowled, pointing the middle finger at the marine. "You better keep her in one piece, you dog. I need her to finish writing her thesis."
"Yeah, I'll keep your pretty little scientist safe." He uttered as he walked around the table, stopping in front of you. "In the meantime, get that damn report on my desk before Selfridge has a fit again." Quaritch hooked a finger around your belt, pulling you forward. "Let's go, Wainfleet."
You barely had time to process the situation before Quaritchâs firm grip on your belt yanked you forward again, pulling you into unified steps with him. You struggled to keep up with his long strides, feeling the stares of your coworkers burning into your back.
As you walked, more like jogged, you could feel the intimidating presence of Lyle trailing behind you. He didnât say a word, but you knew he was watching your every move. The hallway seemed to stretch endlessly, the cold, metallic walls making you feel claustrophobic.
Quaritch finally broke the silence, his voice gruff but not as harsh as you expected. "Listen up, Doc. I don't need a nervous wreck on my team. Youâre here to get the job done, not to cower in the corner. You got that?" He poked your shoulder, and you quickly nodded.
âGood,â He continued, his pace not slowing as he spoke. âMy team and I need someone who can act as a scientist and a doctor. We're lucky we got stuck with you." You heard a loud click beside you, and you turned your head to see Lyle grinning at you. He was replacing the bullets in his gun as a means to scare you even more. "Weâre going into the forest, and I, more like Selfridge, need you to analyze some samples. Think you can do that, pretty?â
You swallowed hard, trying to keep your voice steady as you responded. "Yes, sir. I can do that." You kept your gaze lowered.
Quaritch glanced at you from the corner of his eye, his expression unreadable. âGood. Keep up that attitude, and you might just survive this.â
You didnât know whether to be reassured or terrified by his words. You knew that Pandora was dangerousâmore dangerous than you ever imagined when you first arrived. The creatures, the environment, and even the air could kill you if you werenât cautious. You had never actually left the science base before, and now you were being dragged out against your will by a team that seemed to care more about their mission than your life.
As you reached the armoury, Quaritch stopped and turned to face you, his gaze piercing. âSuit up. We leave in ten.â
You nodded again, quickly moving to gather the gear you needed. Your hands trembled slightly as you secured your equipment, the heavy weight pressing you down. You had always been comfortable in the lab, surrounded by data and experiments. This was entirely differentâthis was survival.
Lyle handed you a weapon, and you hesitated for a moment before grasping it. You werenât used to holding one, and the cold metal felt foreign in your hands. âBetter learn to use that fast,â He said, patting your shoulder. âYouâll need it out there.â
You barely had time to attach the last handgun to your hip before Quaritch approached you again. "You ready, pretty?" He grinned down, hands resting on his hips. Without another word, he turned and led the way towards the rest of the marine team.
They lifted their heads, raising their eyebrows. "Who's that?" One of the only female members questioned, pointing at you.
"Our little scientist." The Colonel uttered, slinging an arm around your shoulder, "Play nice with her. Sheâs never been outside before.â
The team gazed at you, looking you up and down with a mix of curiosity and amusement at your height compared to Quaritch. Their eyes soon flickered to Quaritch's arm that was draped around you.
"New meat? The forest will eat her alive." The same female marine, Z-dog, smirked as she crossed her arms over her chest.
You heard Quaritch chuckle and felt his grip tighten around you as an act of reassurance. Or perhaps it was to keep you from running. "Sheâll be fine. Iâll ensure she knows how to use more than just her brains out here."
Lyle, leaning casually against a nearby chair, grinned as he chimed in. "Oh, I bet you will, Colonel." There was a grin spreading across his face. "You always did have a soft spot for the smart ones. Just donât get too distracted."
The team laughed, their voices rough and playful. Quaritch rolled his eyes but didnât bother to deny it. "Donât worry, Wainfleet. I can multitask. Besides, if youâre so concerned, why donât you take her under your wing? Show her how the big boys play."
Lyle gave you an exaggerated once-over, his grin widening. "I dunno, boss. She might be too delicate for me. I wouldnât want to break her."
Z-dog snorted. "Please. Youâd be lucky if she didnât break you first, Wainfleet. Donât underestimate the quiet onesâtheyâve got a lot of pent-up energy."
Quaritch raised an eyebrow, clearly enjoying the banter. "You heard the lady, Wainfleet. Better watch yourself. Might just find out what this oneâs capable of." He slapped you on the back.
You couldnât help but blush at the teasing, not accustomed to it. Your science and medical coworkers never mocked each other; they were far too lost in their own worlds.
Another marine piped up with a grin. "Hey, just make sure you keep her out of trouble, Colonel. The last thing we need is her getting lost out here and us having to play rescue squad. Unless, of course, youâd enjoy being her knight in shining armour."
Quaritch huffed, giving his teammate a mocking glare. "Iâm nobodyâs damn knight. And she wonât need rescuing. Right, Doc?" He nudged you.
You nodded quickly, trying to ignore the heat creeping up your neck. "Right."
"Atta girl," Quaritch said with a grin. He gave your shoulder a light pat before stepping away, his authoritative tone taking over again. "Alright, enough with the jokes. Weâve got work to do."
The thick vegetation continuously slapped your oxygen mask, causing you to stumble every second. The suffocating air clung to you as you slowly trudged after the marine team. You noticed how Quaritch, who was at the front of the pack, would glance over his shoulder at you. You could tell in his gaze that he saw you as a liability.
After what felt like an hour of jogging through the forest, Quaritch abruptly stopped, raising a hand to signal to the others. The soldiers halted with practised ease. You, on the other hand, clumsily crashed into Lyle.
"Alright, Doc," Quaritch grunted, turning to face you. "Before we go any deeper, we need to ensure you know how to handle yourself. No point in lugging around dead weight."
You felt a lump form in your throat as he stepped closer, his tall figure casting a shadow over you. He gestured to the weapon slung over your back. "First lesson: how to use that thing. Have you ever fired a gun before? Or, are you more of a delicate touch type?"
Despite being covered from head to toe in weapons you had never held before, you knew you still looked out of place amongst the hardened soldiers surrounding you.
You shook your head quickly, trying not to let Quaritch's words fluster you. "No, sir. Never."
Quaritch smirked, clearly expecting your answer. "Figures. Well, youâre gonna learn fast." He grabbed your belt loop again, leading you a few steps away from the group. "See that tree? Thatâs your target."
"Hey, Colonel," Lyle called out, âDidnât know you were into giving private lessons. Thought you left the hand-holding to Grace."
The other marines chuckled, their laughter low and suggestive. "Careful, boss," Another of them exclaimed. "You might have to be gentle with this one. Donât want to scare her off."
Quaritch rolled his eyes, but the smirk never left his face. "Donât worry, boys. Iâll go nice and slow for her. Gotta make sure she enjoys her first time, right?"
You blushed, trying to focus on the task at hand instead of the suggestive jokes being tossed around. Quaritch stepped closer, grabbing your gun and handing it to you. Quaritch moved to stand behind you, his hands settling over yours on the rifle to line up the weapon with the tree.
"Feet shoulder-width apart. Donât lean too far forward, unless you want to kiss the dirt.â Quaritch grabbed your hips, pulling you back. What must have been an insignificant touch to him felt huge for you. You had never let anyone touch you in that way, too busy with your academics. âKeep your grip tight; Youâre aiming a gun, not giving it a massage."
Behind you, Lyle couldnât resist another remark. "Hey, Colonel, careful where youâre putting those hands. Might give her the wrong idea."
Quaritch shot him a sideways glance, his smirk turning into a full grin. "Jealous, Wainfleet? Donât worry, Iâll let you hold her hand next."
Behind you, the marines barely held back their laughter as they leaned against the nearby trees. "Colonel, you gonna take her to prom next?" Z-dog teased, earning another round of chuckles.
Quaritch laughed lowly before returning to you to whisper the instructions in your ear. You took a shaky breath, nodding your head to his words. You shifted from side to side, steadying yourself before you squeezed the trigger.
The rifle's recoil almost knocked you off your feet. Lucky for you, Quarditch was there to catch you.
"Oh, Colonel's getting handsy," Lyle exclaimed. The bullet you had shot grazed the side of the tree trunk, missing the target.
Z-dog laughed. âMaybe you should teach her to aim at something a little closer, Colonel. Like you."
Quaritch didnât miss a beat. "She doesnât need to aim at meâsheâs already got me in her sights." He loudly clapped his hands together, gaining your attention again. "This time, donât overthink it. Just line it up and shoot."
You nodded, focusing on the tree once more. This time, you steadied yourself better, and your muscles started to faintly remember the movements.
Quaritch gave a grunt of approval at your second attempt. "Better. Keep at it. Youâll get there."
You practised under Quaritchâs watchful eye for the next hour, gradually getting more comfortable with holding the rifle. The marines kept up their teasing, mainly aimed at their boss and how he was eying you like a hawk.
"Not bad, pretty," Quaritch finally muttered, his usual hardened gaze softening just a bit. "Maybe you wonât get us killed after all." He turned to the Marines, clearing his throat. "Let's move out."
The next time the group stopped was in a secluded part of the forest deep inside the jungle. Your gaze studied the trees and plants around you.
âThis is it, Doc. Get to work.â Quaritch handed you the rest of your tools. Lyle sat down on a rock, fidgeting with his gun.
At first, you were so focused on collecting samples that you didnât notice the eyes following your every movement. You could hear the quiet shuffling of Quaritch, Lyle, and the other marines as they spread out to keep guard. They continued with their teasing banter to pass the time.
As you crouched down to get a better look at some glowing moss, you could feel Quaritchâs gaze on youâintense, and not exactly subtle. The other marines noticed too. His eyes trailed over you, lingering on your body.
You tried to avoid talking to the soldiers as best as you could, desperate to return to the lab so you could study your samples. That was your definition of fun.
Your silence was interrupted by Lyle crouching down beside you. âCareful with those flowers, Doc. They look like they bite.â You glanced at the cluster of spiky flowers, shrugging.
âThey donât.â You quietly murmured.
âWell, if they do, I bet I could beat them.â
Quaritch, overhearing Lyleâs nonsense, shook his head. âThatâs ironic, Wainfleet, considering youâve lost every fight against me.â
âYeah but you ainât a flower, Colonel.â
Quaritch sly grinned before looking at you. âYou sure you donât need any help, pretty?â You quickly shook your head in response. The last thing you needed was a soldier ruining your research.
âWatch out for the Colonelâs âhelp.â Heâs got a way of making it sound real nice, but before you know it, youâre running laps around the base at 0500." Lyle pitched in.
Quaritch rolled his eyes, standing up and slapping Lyle on the back of the head. âThats only if you keep running your mouth, Wainfleet. Which reminds me, you still owe me ten laps from yesterday. You can start now.â With a groan, Lyle stood up, leaving your side to run his dreaded laps.
You were pleasantly surprised that you had not tripped yet. You were naturally clumsy, always managing to make a mess out of the simplest of tasks. You walked forward to look at another flower but a vine that was hidden within the foliage caught you off guard.
You tripped and fell with a large thud, catching the attention of everyone nearby. Quaritch walked over to help you but not before laughing. âCareful.â He teasingly warned. The Colonel made no attempts in hiding how he eyed your body up and down. âYou gotta watch where you step. Though, I gotta say, I donât mind the view.â
You quickly scrambled to your feet, cheeks heating up. Lyle, who had been watching intently, snickered. âYou sure youâre just out here for the plants, sir? No other reason?â
You were ready to head back for the day before a plant in the distance caught your attention. âIâll be quick.â You muttered to Quaritch, hoping heâd let you look at it. He nodded after a long pause.
âIâll go with her. The rest of you, stay here.â He ordered his soldiers before following after you. You had a skip in your step as you carefully manoeuvred through the maze of tree roots but you were soon too distracted to keep up the pace. Quaritch easily overtook you as you scribbled messy notes into a small notebook.
You were almost at the plant before you slipped again. You mentally cursed at your clumsiness and inability to stay focused of your surroundings. You couldnât catch yourself in time before stumbling into Quaritch. The impact was enough to send him forward but he quickly turned so his back would take the brunt of the fall. You landed on top of him with a soft grunt, hitting your head on his shoulder.
You took a few moments to regain your breath before you felt Quaritchâs hands rest on your hips. âIf you wanted to lie on top of me, pretty, you could have just said so.â He teased. âI always knew you scientists had a habit of being direct but this is a little much, donât you think?â
You quickly pushed yourself up. âIâm sorry, sir! I didnât mean to!â This was the loudest Quaritch had ever heard you talk. He could barely hear your whispers sometimes, having to lean down to understand your words.
âI ainât complaining but unless youâre into dangerous places, you might wanna save this stuff for when weâre not in the middle of an alien jungle.â He drawled, causing your body to heat up with embarrassment. He didnât let you stand up, wanting to see how much of a reaction he could draw out.
Lyle peaked his head around a bush, having heard the sound of you falling. âAre you guys gonna keep us waiting for long while you deal with all that tension? Because I have some coffee Iâd really like to drink back at the base.â
âCalm your horses, Wainfleet. Weâll be there in a second.â Quaritch responded, letting you go like he hadnât purposefully held you down.
In the end, you got the plant and you returned to the base safe and sound. You had expected the Colonelâs attention to be a one time thing but he followed you into the lab.
Grace arched an eyebrow at his appearance. âHere she is, Augustine, safe and sound like I promised.â Quaritch grinned, patting you on the shoulder. âThe next time I need a scientist, I want her.â You were already scrambling towards your workspace, laying out your samples.
Quaritch turned to leave but he flashed you another grin. âSee you later, pretty.â He called out.
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