— ᴅ.ꜱ. ᴀᴅʀɪᴀɴ ʜᴀʀʀᴏᴡ

“𝐌𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞, 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤.”

[— ᴅ.ꜱ. ᴀᴅʀ��ᴀɴ ʜᴀʀʀᴏᴡ @TheHarrowedCase]

ᅠ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞

ᅠ 𝐚𝐧𝐝

ᅠ 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞. . .

[— ᴅ.ꜱ. ᴀᴅʀɪᴀɴ ʜᴀʀʀᴏᴡ @TheHarrowedCase]

@slowedboots , I had—“ a laugh then, gentle and self-deprecating to soften the blow of the next words and the tension “wondered if you’d heard anything, seen anything, you know the questions, you take my course,” hands coming out, either side, palms up “forgive me, old habits and all.”

[— ᴅ.ꜱ. ᴀᴅʀɪᴀɴ ʜᴀʀʀᴏᴡ @TheHarrowedCase]

ᅠ — Starter for @slowedboots —

Gain.

Passion.

Revenge.

The usual three.

Humanity had never been especially imaginative when it came to the reasons behind taking another’s life.

From what Adrian could tell this one was not particularly different.

+

[— ᴅ.ꜱ. ᴀᴅʀɪᴀɴ ʜᴀʀʀᴏᴡ @TheHarrowedCase]

@slowedboots here, as clear as the threshold of the doorway between them.

“I understand this also must be a very difficult time for you.”

A little narrowing of his dark eyes then, not threatening. More a sympathetic softening of a face into a frown.

“There will be questions, of course +

[— ᴅ.ꜱ. ᴀᴅʀɪᴀɴ ʜᴀʀʀᴏᴡ @TheHarrowedCase]

assistance in her endeavours. Regardless of her quality.”

[— ᴅ.ꜱ. ᴀᴅʀɪᴀɴ ʜᴀʀʀᴏᴡ @TheHarrowedCase]

ᅠ

“Patrol?”

The hold on the cigarette adjusted, readying it for a flick and stamp.

Some sort of code?

The detective didn’t hear a lie, but that didn’t mean one wasn’t there.

“Patrolling for what?”

The cigarette flicked to the ground after a final +

[𝐍𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐀 @fromthesands]

She has to chuckle at that, understanding that it must look like that. Her head shakes slightly as she draws in a breath of her cigarette, holding the satisfying smoke in her lungs before exhaling though pursed lips.

"No, I promise I’m not a jumper. I’m really just out -

[— ᴅ.ꜱ. ᴀᴅʀɪᴀɴ ʜᴀʀʀᴏᴡ @TheHarrowedCase]

draconic exhale that sent smoke into the colour matched clouds above.

“Awful night for whatever it is; looks like it’ll be rain.”

He could smell it.

A stamp with the boot ended the faint ember.

“I’m thinking it would be remiss of me not to offer a Lady some form of +

[— ᴅ.ꜱ. ᴀᴅʀɪᴀɴ ʜᴀʀʀᴏᴡ @TheHarrowedCase]

ᅠ

He’d been halfway to exit when he heard the voice, the reaching hand taken in one of his as he moved to sit beside her once more.

“Didn’t wake you did I?”

ᅠ

[Squirrel Girl @UnbeatableSqurl]

She feels the softness of a blanket draping over her body. Stirring in her sleep she starts reaching out.

"Stay."

[𝐍𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐀 @fromthesands]

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝑩𝑨𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑻

[— ᴅ.ꜱ. ᴀᴅʀɪᴀɴ ʜᴀʀʀᴏᴡ @TheHarrowedCase]

✎ —

Pre-Vampire Adrian displaying the Indomitable Human Spirit against the ghouls before he is turned.

Mm. Yes. Yummy.

Or, in other words:

[— ᴅ.ꜱ. ᴀᴅʀɪᴀɴ ʜᴀʀʀᴏᴡ @TheHarrowedCase]

https://t.co/16SQbpfrHq

[— ᴅ.ꜱ. ᴀᴅʀɪᴀɴ ʜᴀʀʀᴏᴡ @TheHarrowedCase]

⠀

ᴇᴅɪᴛs.

⠀ ⠀

[— ᴅ.ꜱ. ᴀᴅʀ��ᴀɴ ʜᴀʀʀᴏᴡ @TheHarrowedCase]

ᅠ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞

ᅠ 𝐚𝐧𝐝

ᅠ 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞. . .

[— ᴅ.ꜱ. ᴀᴅʀɪᴀɴ ʜᴀʀʀᴏᴡ @TheHarrowedCase]

https://t.co/56GJ8QZYBE

[— ᴅ.ꜱ. ᴀᴅʀɪᴀɴ ʜᴀʀʀᴏᴡ @TheHarrowedCase]

ᅠ

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ᴛʜɪs ʟɪғᴇ

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ᴡɪʟʟ ᴋɪᴄᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏᴡɴ

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ᴀʟʟ ᴡʜɪʟsᴛ ᴛᴇʟʟɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ɪᴛ’s ғᴀɪʀ . . .

ᅠ

[— ᴅ.ꜱ. ᴀᴅʀɪᴀɴ ʜᴀʀʀ��ᴡ @TheHarrowedCase]

⠀

ᴇᴅɪᴛs.

⠀ ⠀

[— ᴅ.ꜱ. ᴀᴅʀɪᴀɴ ʜᴀʀʀᴏᴡ @TheHarrowedCase]

ᅠ

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ᴛʜɪs ʟɪғᴇ

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ᴡɪʟʟ ᴋɪᴄᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏᴡɴ

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ᴀʟʟ ᴡʜɪʟsᴛ ᴛᴇʟʟɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ɪᴛ’s ғᴀɪʀ . . .

ᅠ

[— ᴅ.ꜱ. ᴀᴅʀɪᴀɴ ʜᴀʀʀᴏᴡ @TheHarrowedCase]

Instead the drive had him knocking gently on the door to the dorm.

“Miss Marlowe, it’s Professor Harrow.”

Came the voice behind the barrier, as gentle as a concerned father.

[— ᴅ.ꜱ. ᴀᴅʀɪᴀɴ ʜᴀʀʀᴏᴡ @TheHarrowedCase]

scent clung to the corpse for the indecent little affair the relationship had been.

So it was that excuses were made, thanks given to the old friend.

He knew he should stay away from this but he’d stopped listening to the voice of reason a couple decades back.

+

[𝗕 𝗎 𝗍 𝖼 𝗁 𝖾 𝗿 / 𝗣𝗮𝗿𝗼𝗱𝘆 @ButcherOfSupes]

#Monday?

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀sorry gov, it's #Cuntday my new 'avorite 'oliday it is an' me palms are itchin' to pummel some supe cunts!!!!
⠀
⠀

[— ᴅ.ꜱ. ᴀᴅʀɪᴀɴ ʜᴀʀʀᴏᴡ @TheHarrowedCase]

ᅠ

Another long drag taken from his own as the lighter joined the packet, the figure turned, back to the edge, leaning there as they talked.

“I do hope I’ve not just given the woman on the edge her last smoke before she goes out in her Sunday best?”

ᅠ

[— ᴅ.ꜱ. ᴀᴅʀɪᴀɴ ʜᴀʀʀᴏᴡ @TheHarrowedCase]

ᅠ

The packet is stuffed away, traded out for some old, well maintained flick lighter made out like a bullet lighting the smoke for her.

“Yeah, no arguements here, don’t have the hips for it.”

+

ᅠ

[𝐍𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐀 @fromthesands]

"I like names." Nadia smirks, green eyes flicking down toward the offered pack. There's hardly more than five second though before she's reaching out to take a smoke. "And i like cigarettes."

Holding the smoke between her lips, Nadia leans forward expectedly. -