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by Dethuma » Wed May 13, 2015 11:27 am
➜Casey's Home
Johnathan//Healthy
Tagged;;Casey, Brook
Johnathan let out a long pained sigh, "I hate you Brook, I hope you know that." he mumbled, running a hand down his face. He looked to Casey and Jackson and put his knife away "Listen, I was just doing my rounds and I noticed someone in here I needed to make sure it wasn't another infestation." he explained, not wanting to start anything with them again.
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by xXReaperIFFXx » Wed May 13, 2015 11:43 am
Jackson instinctively kept one hand in the middle of Casey's back, so he could push her out of the way if needed. He still didn't trust these two. He grabbed the arrow up from the ground and snarled at Brook. "Brook, you need to watch yourself. That could have gone straight through your head." He snapped. He angrily sucked on one of his lip rings and turned to Johnathan. "You're fine. Just don't let it happen again. This is Casey's house, but you didn't know so I can't rightfully shoot you." He explained to him.

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i don’t know how to tell him that if angels could speak their voice would be the color of his eyes, that if there’s something unholy it’s how much my hands shake when he’s laughing, that the last time i looked at him i forgot how to breathe properly and yes i want to sin when he’s around but he’s the temple of my salvation, the bruised knees, the ache of holiness in a small body. us; bruised hearts, bruised skin, bruised dignity. we crawl back to each other like we forgot the ascent into hell from the last time. every time a bell rings an angel gains their wings, but every time my phone rings and you name lights up on the screen i can feel my chance at redemption slipping further and further away.
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by xXReaperIFFXx » Wed May 13, 2015 11:48 am
Jackson snapped his head around to face her. "It doesn't matter. You aren't supposed to be here." He said, still extremely angry. "Don't you have a camp or something to be at?" He asked

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i don’t know how to tell him that if angels could speak their voice would be the color of his eyes, that if there’s something unholy it’s how much my hands shake when he’s laughing, that the last time i looked at him i forgot how to breathe properly and yes i want to sin when he’s around but he’s the temple of my salvation, the bruised knees, the ache of holiness in a small body. us; bruised hearts, bruised skin, bruised dignity. we crawl back to each other like we forgot the ascent into hell from the last time. every time a bell rings an angel gains their wings, but every time my phone rings and you name lights up on the screen i can feel my chance at redemption slipping further and further away.
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by xXReaperIFFXx » Wed May 13, 2015 11:55 am
He snarled and stepped forward. "This is her house. I don't care if no one legally owns it. It's hers. So unless you want killed now, leave." He said. He saw Roscoe snap at her and grabbed the dobermans collar and held onto him, but prepared to let him go if she didn't leave. He honestly had no issue attacking her at this point.

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i don’t know how to tell him that if angels could speak their voice would be the color of his eyes, that if there’s something unholy it’s how much my hands shake when he’s laughing, that the last time i looked at him i forgot how to breathe properly and yes i want to sin when he’s around but he’s the temple of my salvation, the bruised knees, the ache of holiness in a small body. us; bruised hearts, bruised skin, bruised dignity. we crawl back to each other like we forgot the ascent into hell from the last time. every time a bell rings an angel gains their wings, but every time my phone rings and you name lights up on the screen i can feel my chance at redemption slipping further and further away.
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by Dethuma » Wed May 13, 2015 12:01 pm
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Johnathan//Healthy
Tagged;;Jackson, Brook
Johnathan looked at the two and stepped back, he might have been in the military but these two obviously had past ties and he wasn't about to get in between that. "deus meus" he mumbled to himself, waiting patiently with Echo.
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by xXReaperIFFXx » Wed May 13, 2015 12:04 pm
Jackson looked at Johnathan. "Shouldn't you have a little more control of her? If she's in your group, she's your responsibility." He said to him. He watched as he stepped back. He did have a respect for the guy, meeting the enemy and not immediately attacking. It was always a good sign

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i don’t know how to tell him that if angels could speak their voice would be the color of his eyes, that if there’s something unholy it’s how much my hands shake when he’s laughing, that the last time i looked at him i forgot how to breathe properly and yes i want to sin when he’s around but he’s the temple of my salvation, the bruised knees, the ache of holiness in a small body. us; bruised hearts, bruised skin, bruised dignity. we crawl back to each other like we forgot the ascent into hell from the last time. every time a bell rings an angel gains their wings, but every time my phone rings and you name lights up on the screen i can feel my chance at redemption slipping further and further away.
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