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It's not over yet,
there's nothing left to mend
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he doesn't get many of those.
curiosity takes hold, and leon dismisses the notification from hunnigan, heading for the front door.
❛ᅠoh, aren't you @BLOODlVALENTINE? i see you're out and about again . . .ᅠ❜
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the calm before the storm.
is this what that feeling is?
things have been relatively calm as of late, especially for him —— does that mean his life is finally allowed some peace and quiet . . . ?
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or is it merely prelude to greater chaos on the horizon? it'd be foolish to expect peace blindly, but one can still hope.
and yet, this feeling remains.
❛ᅠa visitor?ᅠ❜
contemplation for another time.
apparently, he's got a guest.
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❛ᅠdon't get ahead of yourself, valentine.ᅠ❜
with a chuckle, and brief shake of the head, leon proceeds to lead the pair to their destination; a well equipped gym, with a fitting boxing ring in the middle.
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her confidence was captivating . . . and a little annoying. just a little. provocations like that seem to make him eager, though —— knocking someone off their high horse is always a fun activity.
assuming, he can win, of course.
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the agent kneels, allowing himself to pet the excited dog, even despite it.
❛ᅠuh - huh. you hiding diamonds in here, or something? indiana jones probably couldn't dodge that, that's for sure.ᅠ❜
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admittedly, just looking at it does already tug at the corners of his lips. it's an adorable thing, that's why that part of him —— hidden beneath the surface . . . only expects to see the worst.
horrors,
ᅠᅠheartbreak.
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it won't be some nice, hollywood ending, peacefully passing away on a beach drinking cocktails.
it'll be faced with some monster —— created by one that pretends to be human. or at the hands of innocents, turned into abominations.
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believe it or not, i am a little better than that . . . but, then you start to think —— really, think. we've been in hell for decades, and it just doesn't stop.
when we die . . .
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the presence did not go undetected, but he'd hoped it'd be a little more welcoming than this . . . a swift turn, defensive stance and gun trained upon the presumed owner of this place, leon quirks a brow at the declaration.
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