Red Means Stop || Open

markmardoned: fransciscoramon: “Why do you have a purse?” He asked, tilting his head to the side. “Nevermind, let me see the screwdrivers and stuff. Is there a mirror in there?” He gave a sharp grin, “Ask me no questions and I’ll tell you no lies, but unless you want us both to die by gettingContinue reading “Red Means Stop || Open”

Red Means Stop || Open

markmardoned: fransciscoramon: “Some time? Yeah, thanks bud. I really needed to know that.” He said with a hint of sarcasm. “No, it probably wouldn’t. It would probably set the whole thing off. Do you think there are any tools around? Maybe a janitor’s closet or something?” He asked, standing up. “Maybe you can help me.”Continue reading “Red Means Stop || Open”

drcait-snow: fransciscoramon: “‘Kay! Text me if you need my mechanical engineering mind, ‘kay Cait? I’ll try and help. I’m sorry I got drunk. I had a bad feeling about this whole thing.” He hollered toward the door where he assumed Cait was standing. He washed his hands and opened the door. “I’ll get a waterbottleContinue reading

Red Means Stop || Open

markmardoned: Mark checked his watch (it was his watch now at least) and shrugged his shoulders, “eh, there’s still time before that happens,” he said and reached up and grabbed his own collar sending a volt of lightning through it to short it out now that he knew it was safe and bomb free. He eyedContinue reading “Red Means Stop || Open”

saralancecanaray: Sara couldn’t process the man’s words, the world was so painfully distorted. The false cries of her name like voices mocking her. Trust toed a fine line to betrayal. It was easy to have your back turned in confident all the while someone plunges an arrow into it. Her jaw clenched as she appliedContinue reading

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