#thread xandrew

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The desire to vanish back to Canada had subsided with the sensitivity in his back. Though that hadn't stopped xandrew from reflexively hiding any time the witch or goddess was around. Neither took any offense to his actions.

Xan hadn't mentioned it, but he could always tell when Mercy was gone from the base. Quiet whispers that he could not fully make out would float in the prefery of his awareness, as well as seeing movements that weren't there out of the corner of his eyes.

He turned the tv up just a little bit louder.

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dishominibusque replied to your post: -ooc- I have a  few drafts to do, mostly for my...

Lolol that’s how my blog is with xandrew rn

-ooc- I just had too many amazing past muses that deserved some attention again. I’m about done with fretting over page themes and appearances so much that I never get any writing done. I hated having to hop from one blog to the next when the muse waned, and do cycling hiatuses. It really pisses off partners. So, I just shoved all the ones I still care to write now and again together here. Sure most will be with an apocalypse theme added, but at least I don’t have to leave one page for the next when I can’t answer drafts for a muse. It was starting to get a bit unorganized, but I think I’ve fixed that now. I’m still not to the level of like thread trackers and shit though. lol

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Xan dropped into the couch next to Blaine, draping an arm around his shoulders and Crossing his feet on the table.

❊ // from xandrew. Just to change things up

“C’mere. You’re cute.” The simplest of demands, thinly disguising just how needy Blaine feels. Xandrew is here. Xandrew is cute. And soft. And comfortable. Blaine wants nothing but to be snuggling against his body, and he wants this immediately. 

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M!A: You know what you haven't have in a while, Xan? More fun. For the next 24 hours, you're a woman. Enjoy!

Xandrew gave a long suffering sigh. "Why's it always me...?" She grumbled pulling the shoulder of her now too big tshirt back up where it should be.

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@nighcmare Here’s a starter for ya.

Xandrew was a master at appearing to be oblivious. It was a skill he’d perfected to annoy a few certain people in his life.. but it also helped in other situations. Like now. When he was being followed by someone who obviously didn’t want him to know they were there.

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@hartbreakprince For the most cliche of college settings. Eeeyy.

"You know... One of these days you're gonna show up for office hours on time and kill everyone from surprise." Xandrew said with a soft laugh, teasing Barry when he showed up.

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“we both know i know exactly what you’re capable of Del.”

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@deamonassassin So... a drabble happened.

They KNOW Xandrew's easily distracted. It's something they'd been working to get him past for the majority of the time they'd been training him. Nothing really seemed to work though. Didn't matter how they were training. Xandrew was attracted to aesthetics. And it often led to him laid out on a mat with a knife at his throat being informed that he'd once again died. Game over.

He was sitting, with a glass of wine to blend into the crowd. Doing a fairly good job of it too. Black eyes scanned the crowd for his target. One of the first sorta real missions he'd been sent on. He knew that Del was around someplace. She didn't trust he could take care of himself, admittedly she had reason to worry but it still annoyed the hell out of him.

He'd managed to turn a small grant around in time to make the trip look like something he was doing for the University. 

This was nothing like the spy movies he'd watched as a kid... or last week. Xandrew thought as he meandered back toward the bar, having finally found his target. A pretty blonde in a low cut red dress. He hadn't actually drank the wine he'd had, favoring instead to pour it into a plant as he walked past so he had an excuse to stand next to her. 

"Can I get a glass of Nebbiolo?" he asked, setting the empty on the counter and giving the bartender a little smile before half turning to address the blonde. "They've just got a little bit of everything here." 

Get her talking, get her guard down. Who knows? Yeah it was not exactly how they'd trained him. But everyone knew he was terrible at following orders. And was easily distracted.

And yet somehow he managed to slip everyone and disappear with his target. Yet another annoying skill that they had yet to figure out how he'd mastered.

All they did know was the next morning when he turned up with a cup of coffee in one hand and a brace on the other to keep him from moving his hand because of some stitches on the inner knuckles... and his target found a few hours later face down in the East River.

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Xandrew

General Characteristics

Name: Alexander Drew Steward [Human]

Other Names: Xan, Xandrew

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Pansexual favoring men

Birth Date: December 22nd, 1984

Faceclaim: Mike Shinoda

Xandrew  is a professor of ancient cultures. He’s often out in the field doing research and excavation. That’s how he stumbled across Chaos’ tomb. He’d already seen some weird shit in his life because of his job. So naturally he’d ignored the locals warnings of evil in the mountains. 

He took the disoriented being in, teaching them the basics for dealing with humanity and how to navigate the day-to-day. Working together to attempt and regain their memories, due to a mix of pity and morbid curiosity.

Due to having stumbled across something that he shouldn’t have, he was given a choice to either join the assassins brotherhood, or be killed. He trained with them for six years before finally being granted a form of semi-freedom. Though he is more or less on call for when the brotherhood needs him to do something.

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Xander gets a thirsty Blaine dropped into his lap~

Xandrew blinks at the unexpected space intrusion. "Well ok then."

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@afleetingimpressixn for Asmodeus.

Everything was blurry when Xandrew finally woke up. Partially because of hangover and partially because he had no idea where his glasses were. His legs were pleasantly sore... So he knew it had been a good night. He continued to lay as he'd woken for several more minutes before the need to pee forced him to get up.

He squinted at himself in the mirror, hickies and other little possessive marks littered his shoulders and chest... Making it look like perhaps he'd been passed around, though he had no memory of it. The delicate looking metal collar around his throat holding his attention most. A small padlock resting lightly against the hollow of his throat.