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                                 The Queen rolls her eyes in annoyance.
                                 This one is a piece of work.           Isn’t he?

                                             ❛   As if I believe that for a
                                                       second, darling.  ❜

                                 She snorts, not amused with his disposition. 

                                 The thief shrugged his shoulders, an indifferent
                                 expression settling into his expression. Yes, he
                                 certainly a piece of work, and he was proud of it.

                                                 Worth a try. ❜ 

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Sep 21 18:53 ( 18 )

thestaffoffrost:

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     ”Lookin’ at your stuff. I  was also gonna throw  an ink bomb in there, but that’d be just cruel.”

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     ” You were gonna ─ An ink bomb? Why- why would you even think of throwing an ink bomb in there? “

Jul 27 14:35 ( 9 )

frostdork:

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                               ––– ❝Heh, nope!❞ Jack replied.

❝It’s your lucky day!❞  Jack said enthusiastically despite the obvious sarcasm in this man’s voice.  ❝The stars have perfectly aligned to where we’ve crossed paths yet again!  Though I must admit you’re much older than I remember you being.❞  Jack said to the man who now towered over him.  Last time he’d come across his path was when he was only a child at an orphanage.  ❝So how’ve you been Eugeney?❞  Jack asked, replicating the voice he used when he met Eugene as a kid.  

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                               ––– “ And you haven’t aged a day. ” Honestly, he hadn’t even gotten taller.

Despite his obvious disdain towards the nickname that instantly settled into his expression, Flynn held his tongue. He was well aware that correcting the spirit wouldn’t put an end to the nickname. For when he was just poor, orphan Eugene, he had attempted to correct the other several times to no avail, but that wouldn’t stop him from allowing an over dramatic sigh to brush past his lips. Really, Eugeney? That wasn’t even a good nickname. Though, the thief couldn’t talk. He would come up with nicknames like ‘Freckles.’

                    “ Me? Oh, I’m grand! What about you, Frosty? ”

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Jul 27 0:20 ( 11 )
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