ℂʳᵒʷᵉ, ᴶᵃˢᵖᵉʳ.

❝ᵂᵃᵏᵉ ᵘᵖ˒ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵗᵒˡᵈ ʰᶤᵐ˒ ᶠᵒʳᵍᵉᵗᵗᶤᶰᵍ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᶰᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵗʳᵘˡʸ ᵃʷᵃᵏᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉᵍᶤᶰ ʷᶤᵗʰˑ ❞ —; 「ᗰᑕ ○ Oᑕ || ℋａｉｌ ℋｙｄｒａ．」

[ℂʳᵒʷᵉ, ᴶᵃˢᵖᵉʳ. @BornIntoEvil]

back just then.

"Don't wander into the wrong end...pretty poetic, I'd say."

「@ErraticRuby.」

[ℂʳᵒʷᵉ, ᴶᵃˢᵖᵉʳ. @BornIntoEvil]

the item placed between long fingertips. "That enough hint for you, Wanderer?" He'd almost teased, smirk inching to come ●

「@ErraticRuby.」

[ℂʳᵒʷᵉ, ᴶᵃˢᵖᵉʳ. @BornIntoEvil]

one different from before yet still...gruesome.

"Wrong End." The youngest Crowe spoke aloud without even looking at the ●

「@ErraticRuby.」

[ℂʳᵒʷᵉ, ᴶᵃˢᵖᵉʳ. @BornIntoEvil]

fingers quickly enough to grab the card without blinking. Once holding it up, he'd turned it around to show a picture, ●

「@ErraticRuby.」

[ℂʳᵒʷᵉ, ᴶᵃˢᵖᵉʳ. @BornIntoEvil]

was never a good idea, and here he was, aggravated by a spark.

"I'm your superior" Stated Jasper factually, swiping his ●

「@ErraticRuby.」

[ℂʳᵒʷᵉ, ᴶᵃˢᵖᵉʳ. @BornIntoEvil]

stated bluntly, cold gaze locked on Wanda's. After all these years, he's learned very well that fighting fire with fire ●

「@ErraticRuby.」

[ℂʳᵒʷᵉ, ᴶᵃˢᵖᵉʳ. @BornIntoEvil]

woman to talk back and answer a question he didn't want answered. "Because you need a reality check if you think so." He ●

「@ErraticRuby.」

[ℂʳᵒʷᵉ, ᴶᵃˢᵖᵉʳ. @BornIntoEvil]

really think that's how this is going to go?" The dark haired tilted his head, brow cocked upwards as if challenging the ●

「@ErraticRuby.」

[ℂʳᵒʷᵉ, ᴶᵃˢᵖᵉʳ. @BornIntoEvil]

the silence and his own gaze as weapons, the agent takes a few slow, almost drawn out, steps towards the other.

"Do you ●

「@ErraticRuby.」

[ℂʳᵒʷᵉ, ᴶᵃˢᵖᵉʳ. @BornIntoEvil]

the grim light falling back into a knowing smirk and cocked brow. Retaliation, huh?

He'd work through that.

With the ●

「@ErraticRuby.」

[ℂʳᵒʷᵉ, ᴶᵃˢᵖᵉʳ. @BornIntoEvil]

blood lust and shuffling feet that try to escape their impending doom.

And suddenly the laughter stops, like a switch, ●

「@ErraticRuby.」

[ℂʳᵒʷᵉ, ᴶᵃˢᵖᵉʳ. @BornIntoEvil]

unfitting tune. It's as if something from a horror film, where you just wait for the snap of momentary glee shifts to ●

「@ErraticRuby.」

[ℂʳᵒʷᵉ, ᴶᵃˢᵖᵉʳ. @BornIntoEvil]

laughter in its own form is anything but amused, and the empty and dimly illuminated room echoed with the glimmer of his ●

「@ErraticRuby.」

[ℂʳᵒʷᵉ, ᴶᵃˢᵖᵉʳ. @BornIntoEvil]

his lips twist almost sinisterly, a laugh echoing through parched lips that were only recently bruised and purple. The ●

「@ErraticRuby.」

[ℂʳᵒʷᵉ, ᴶᵃˢᵖᵉʳ. @BornIntoEvil]

Hearing all.../that/, Jasper can truly say his intrigue has been peeked. And it shows soon enough, in the way his lips ●

「@ErraticRuby.」

[ℂʳᵒʷᵉ, ᴶᵃˢᵖᵉʳ. @BornIntoEvil]

— the card yet again, wearing a very obvious but simultaneously small smirk on his lips. "...means?"

{@ErraticRuby.}

[ℂʳᵒʷᵉ, ᴶᵃˢᵖᵉʳ. @BornIntoEvil]

— still. Indulge me, just for my amusement...and say what you predict /this/," Jasper emphasizes as he raises the back of — {@ErraticRuby.}

[ℂʳᵒʷᵉ, ᴶᵃˢᵖᵉʳ. @BornIntoEvil]

— could've been about a past event." Though, that'd be a first, he thinks to himself, but does not say it aloud.

"But — {@ErraticRuby.}

[ℂʳᵒʷᵉ, ᴶᵃˢᵖᵉʳ. @BornIntoEvil]

— out yourself." He adds, snapping his fingers as his eyebrows inched towards his hairline. "For all we know, that — {@ErraticRuby.}

[ℂʳᵒʷᵉ, ᴶᵃˢᵖᵉʳ. @BornIntoEvil]

— contemplated his next words with a wisp of caution. "But if they're any indication, you wont have to wait long to find — {@ErraticRuby.}