κ±α΄ α΄ΚΙͺκ± Ιͺκ± α΄‘Κα΄α΄ α΄Κα΄ α΄Ι΄α΄ Κα΄α΄α΄κ± ΚΙͺα΄α΄... Κα΄α΄α΄α΄Ιͺκ°α΄Κ.
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α΄ Κα΄α΄ ΚΙͺα΄α΄ Κα΄Κα΄ΙͺΙ΄Ι’ α΄α΄Κα΄Κ α΄α΄α΄α΄Κα΄?
2. α΄‘Κα΄ Ιͺκ± Κα΄α΄α΄ ΙͺΙ΄Ι’ α΄α΄κ±κ±α΄Ι’α΄κ± α΄Ι΄ Κα΄α΄Κ α΄Ι΄κ±α΄‘α΄ΚΙͺΙ΄Ι’ α΄α΄α΄ΚΙͺΙ΄α΄?
3. α΄‘Κα΄Κα΄ α΄Κα΄ Κα΄α΄ ΚΙͺΙ’Κα΄ Ι΄α΄α΄‘?
4. α΄‘ΚΚ α΄Κα΄ α΄‘α΄ Κα΄α΄ ΙͺΙ΄Ι’ α΄ΚΙͺκ± α΄α΄Ι΄α΄ α΄Κκ±α΄α΄Ιͺα΄Ι΄?
βI donβt need help, but thank you.β
Jacket stepped deeper into the apartment, placed the bags on the small table, began sorting them out, and then turned his attention to the blonde.
βWhat did you buy for me, anyway?β
The vet soon stepped up to the door and twisted it, pushing with his shoulder as both hands were busy with groceries.
He didn't wear a mask because he finished work early and had enough time to get groceries.
Now he's just looking at herβ¦
@MIAMISXCIXPATH ,
Head against the couch , staring at the door like an impatient cat . She seemed to wait for his arrival after todayβs work , her hands under her chin as she smiled with anticipation .
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ββ¦ sure.β
He decided to make things easier for her by removing his jacket.
After tossing it aside, he motioned toward the box with his head.
βOpen it. It's for you.β
Jacket stumbled into the apartment, blood pouring through his jacket from a nasty cut he had gotten from a Russian mobster. He picked up a box from beside the door and sat on the couch, deciding to rest up until he decided to treat his wounds.
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His eyes darted to the bathroom door, seeing @LONER4TWO step out.
ββ¦ please don't say anything.β
βIβm not that bad at cooking.β
He stood up and walked over to the kitchen, beginning to rummage through the cabinets to make a list in his head of the supplies they had.
βWe could make a cake if you want.β
He moved a bit closer before his arm tentatively wrapped around her, but it did not fully settle down in case she rejected him.
βDo you want to stop watching it and see what we can cook? Iβm not a chef, but I manage.β
βNo. It's always like this. Same stories, same names.β
His eyes slowly trailed away from the TV and down to her hand, then to her cheek, before focusing back on the TV, seemingly nervous.
βIβm sorry for the mess. I don't usually have people over... or at all, I mean.β
βNo. Iβm used to it.β
He sat down beside her and eyed the phone, tempted to order a pizza before resisting. He opted to watch TV instead and grabbed the remote to switch to a different channel.
βI restocked the kitchenβ¦ help yourself.β
He stared, then nodded.
Jacket stepped back and retreated into his room to change before he stepped out again and looked over at her.
β. . . are you hungry?β
Stepping into the apartment, varsity jacket stained with ichor and dirt.
He turned, then moved to stand before the couch, waiting for her to notice.
He quickly dashed out of the way, sticking close to the wall before he was close enough to grab one of his men and use them as a shield.
Jacket snatched the SMG out of the deceased thugβs grasp and used its shoulder as a mount before returning fire.
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He downed two or three of Donβs men before his magazine ran dry. Jacket dropped the corpse and rushed forward as the men reloaded, using the buttstock of the firearm to decommission a henchman with a shotgun.
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The veteran stepped into the room, rubber panther mask stained with blood, as he held a one-eyed optic in one hand and a butterfly knife in the other.
Just standing there⦠staring at Don and his men.
@MIAMISXCIXPATH ,
He tapped at the gun strapped to his side , humming a soft tune under the moonlight waltz . His men had already cleared out the room , yet the suspect wasnβt here .
β Go search for em . Canβ be too far . β
He said in a deep tone .
He bit his tongue to avoid making any noise, but damn, did the stab hurt like hell. Luckily, nothing important was hit.
Jacket reached to his side for something to use, and found a wooden piece that was burned halfway.
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Helping in a blossoming fire that swelled .
Another swing of her sword forward to lodge it to the others β arm . Focusing to swiftly injure at least one to dampen the coming blows .
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Grabbing it, he threw it her way and dislodged the sword from his arm, kicking her in the shin to throw her down.
He muttered something, but the mask made it inaudible to the other.
Jacket jumped to his feet and quickly switched masks again to a rubber swan one.
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