things are still drafted

I am tired and wishing I had more pina coladas

posted on 18.04.2014 at 12:07 - 1 note [ reblog ]


Bartender ginger enjoying a smoke break.

A.K.A. “Look who drew hands for once”

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Anonymous whispered -- "Oh dear... did I push my knife in too far, Freckles~?" ~ Terry [[For the coughing up blood prompt]] 

Incensed, the sword raged at the spy, although they weren’t all too sure they could be heard at the moment, while Fred found it increasingly difficult to stay upright. As blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, the former mercenary staggered forward, unable to really voice how he felt about the situation. Shit, this was bound to happen sometime…

posted on 16.04.2014 at 9:57 - 0 notes [ reblog ]

Lab Rats|| Fred & Razz


Razz lowered the shock rod he had gotten off one of the guards and stepped closer. “Guess your trying to get out of here to..?” He asked, glancing around looking uneasy. He wasn’t sure who or what unlocked his cell but right now his goal was to get his weapons back then get out of here. He looked back at the other man, looking him up and down to see if he was hurt at all.

"I’m Razz Mellow, I’ll get you out of here. I just need to get my guns first. Alright?" It was in his nature to help people so he couldn’t just let this guy wonder around here. "I know this is all pretty weird and you don’t know me but I swear I’m one of the good guys." He promised, smiling at him.

Fred quickly took a step back, the flame in his hand flaring out of momentary panic. “I, er… I am, but try stayin’ a safe distance away? Still a bit on edge, sorry.” The wizard nodded slightly to show that he understood what the man was saying, then flashed a lopsided grin. “Nice to meet you, er… Razz. You can just call me Fred today, I guess.”

Well, at least he acknowledged that things were weird. Of course, that didn’t exactly endear Fred to the man, mainly because he was still some other human. That didn’t exactly equal goodness when he’d just gotten off some table a few rooms back. “Your… guns. So they actually keep the things they’ve taken from you here?” He bit back a demand to take him there, instead rephrasing it as, “Then… let’s go get these guns.”

the-roof-walker whispered -- Walker jolted at the burning scent of iron, eyes widening and giving a concerned whine. He stepped a bit closer, seeing red, worried for his magic friend. Were they hurt? 

"Oh, this? It’s, uh… it’s…" There was a pause, brought on both by pain and hesitation. He didn’t exactly want to lie, but it was hard to shut down such a basic reflex. "I’ll, uh… I can walk this off, definitely. Wh-what were we talking about?" Fred grinned at Walker, though the effect was probably changed due to his bloody teeth, and tried cleaning it off his hands with a handkerchief.

Anonymous whispered -- ♡ ~ Emilio, Finny 

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posted on 16.04.2014 at 9:24 - 1 note [ reblog ]