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you collect SCARS so you have proof that you are paying for whatever SINS you have committed ׅ⎖
YET , my soul burns for your forgiveness ׅ⎖
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inhale, head tilting.
“ fine, but we can only go and look. no making big moves yet. we check out this location and see what we can gather. ” finger up, pointing.
“ that’s not effective hun' .. we have to do this the right way, or it will be no good.
we have to know exactly what we are walking into. you may be damn near indestructible, but I’m not, neither is manhattan. ”
❝No!❞
descending from the ceiling, clutching onto a small thread that keeps them hanging.
❝Come with us, tomorrow. No talking to people, no info gathering. Just the location and what we know now.❞
“ .. that doesn’t sound good .. at all. I’ll look into it, talk to some people I think might know a lot about this type of stuff.
you just stay low, don’t get caught. I have a feeling if they got ahold of you, it would just speed the process up. ” hands on his hips.
❝No, no.❞
crawling around from one corner to the other, spinning a web up there.
❝But apparently it works similar to how a symbiote bonds to their host. Once the substance is ingested, it appears to latch onto the person’s DNA.❞
“ ruffians? .. why in manhattan, do you know what the substance is? ”
browns furrow, setting down the knife. his first thought is Fisk, naturally. but, he’d be surprised if he was still able to pull strings in the city.
❝There is a very dangerous smuggling of sorts going on in Manhattan. Big gang of ruffians engaging with another, with an unknown substance. It is a two - person job.❞
oooh, lemons.
stretching out a tendril and stealing a slice. chomp.
Hiss.
They can’t smell THAT bad.
(“Wait. Could we have just…”)
shaping their index finger into the key for their room. facepalm. so they splashed around in that sewer water with those dinosaurs for no reason…
❝We need a slight favor…❞