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his throne now. sprawled out.

"t'ings are goin' fine. plenty of jobs out there for someone of my caliber." he takes the drink with only the barest of nods of thanks. "ye seem busy lately, too."

— ;

(ooc.) peak insecurity hours and questioning if i should slip back into the abyss.

(ooc.) family got some really rough, bad news so if i vanish away again from my accounts: i apologize. i'm trying to be here again. shit is just really hard overall right now.

he's making a grand ( silent ) return.

saunters in.

♡ for a random starter. or, quote for a specific one.

❝ 𝐰𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭. 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫. #starwarsrp | #swrp （ ↻﹢♡ ）

cracks his knuckles.

tap, tap, taps on M A C E.'s helmet.

I do not want to be a person. I want to be unbearable.

(ooc.) want to dust this account off and write my blue bastard again.

cracks knuckles and clears throat. boots up on the table. hat askew.