꧁༒☬𝓐𝓰𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓖𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓸𝓷 𝓑𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓴☬༒꧂ (Hiatus)

𝓐𝓰𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓖𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓸𝓷 𝓑𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓗𝓮𝓵𝓵, 𝓟𝓻𝓲𝓭𝓮 𝓡𝓲𝓷𝓰 G𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓷𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓪𝓰𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓗𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓡𝓮𝓼𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓬𝓱 𝓓𝓮𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓗𝓮 𝓼𝓶𝓸𝓴𝓮𝓼, 𝓱𝓮 𝓭𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓴𝓼, 𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓾𝓬𝓴𝓼. 𝓑𝓮𝓬𝓪𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝓱𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓵𝓮𝓯𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓮.

My name is Gordon 👏👏 My gun can kill sinners 👏👏 My cock is big and hard 👏👏 But I'm always drunk as fuck 👏👏

"Hmmm, a very attractive lady. I like what I see. Can I invite her for a drink?"

"I would like a coffee, a piece of apple pie and for dessert I want you." The agent grins at the succubus and pushes down his sunglasses, winking at her.

//I'm sure you are quite fine. Would not mind to interact with you.

Gordon squeezes his eyes shut, but after a short while he relaxes. It's a little painful, but a pleasant pain. Out of reflex he puts his arms around her and exposes his neck more. "You can bite harder...it's been a long time since I felt anything."

"I don't know you, beautiful lady. But if it helps I can probably let you have a little nibble. As long as I don't smell too much of alcohol and cigarettes for you." The agent takes off his coat and opens his shirt. The smell of cigarettes and alcohol cannot be ignored.

"Agent Gordon Black is back in Hell. Watch your moves, because I do it too."

//Are you proud of your toxic behavior?//

//No answers to RP at the moment because of health problems.

"What I am and what will be. A dying man because the demonic cells mutate. The human part rejects it, the demonic part wants to take over everything. A fight in your own body that you pay with your own life."

//Offline for today. Take this picture of Gordon with a big gun in his hand.

"Cool guys don't look at explosions."

She's a 10 but she doesn't know Gordon.

His card says that he is an agent and his contact information. On the back is his address in Pentagram City. But agent for what? While she reads the card, he turns away and walks through the rain until he disappears around the corner of a building.

He holds out the umbrella to her. "You can have the umbrella. And if you ever want to talk or something..." Then he pulls a business card out of his pocket and holds it out to her too. "...come to Pentagram City any time, my office is there."

"It's not your fault." Silence for a moment, the rain patters loudly on the ground. "We don't really know each other but I'll give you some advice: If you ever have someone you love, take good care of them. Unfortunately, life sometimes ends far too quickly."

"My wife said the same thing before she died giving birth to our son." Short silence. "I'll be fine..." He averts his gaze. "I hate those words."

"Nice to meet ya, Loona. I have reasons for being out here too. I wanted to meet up with Lucifer but I guess he can wait a few minutes." His gaze wanders around the area and then back to Loona. "I hope you don't catch a cold. Hell is shitty enough without a cold."

Gordon heard this little girl is addicted to Adam. Why do little girls like an angel? Dafuq?