noregretsanon (
noregretsanon) wrote in
bakerstreet2015-02-14 07:18 pm
Alleyne - the Headless Horseman ♞ OUAT/SPN OC ♞ OTA, prefer F/M
Daenerys Targaryen || Game of Thrones || OTA, prefer F/M
((ooc: Though it would likely take a great deal to make her give up her claim on the Iron Throne for another person))
[so many could work for these two... what calls to you? ]
[ Would you like a new life Mr. Merlyn? ]
(ooc: M/F and M/M welcome. I'm fine with all mediums and OCs. Also good with positive or negative prompts.)
He hadn't meant to get involved, not in something like this, but he had and it'd almost cost him his life.
Eben needed to leave, get away and start a new life, and he'd called and told Eggsy just that. He didn't want to leave, not when there were things between the two of them now, but he had to. Eben figured Eggsy would understand, but he wasn't sure how the younger man would take the news. He was at his place now, standing outside his apartment, and only a little nervous, knocking on the door.
Either way, good or bad, Eben was going to make sure they separated with a bang.
"Eggsy, it's me. Let me in."
Stepping back, arms over his chest, he waits.
Eben needed to leave, get away and start a new life, and he'd called and told Eggsy just that. He didn't want to leave, not when there were things between the two of them now, but he had to. Eben figured Eggsy would understand, but he wasn't sure how the younger man would take the news. He was at his place now, standing outside his apartment, and only a little nervous, knocking on the door.
Either way, good or bad, Eben was going to make sure they separated with a bang.
"Eggsy, it's me. Let me in."
Stepping back, arms over his chest, he waits.
I was thinking number 4, but that would mean Tru was somehow part of the group that got murdered with Clay's sister's friends. Or maybe they met while both being on the run from Jason? If you have any ideas, I am all for them. Let me know, and I'll start.
((very appropriate for this character))
[F/M preferred but OTA]
12 + 25 (feel free to ignore, just had a silly idea)
Their employer was some brat prince from one of the neighboring kingdoms of Corona -- Northern Isles? Southern Isles? Something like that. He looked a bit younger than Flynn and the only thing bigger than his ego was the chip on his shoulder that he carried from being the youngest in a large brood of brothers.
Hans was damn good at pretending otherwise though. Not that he fooled Flynn's experienced eye, but Flynn respected that about him, at least, which was why he agreed to do the job in the first place. His other reasons for taking the job were easier to ignore when there was a large body of water sitting between him and them.
They were supposed to be "casing the joint", so to speak, but Flynn had never been to Arendelle before. He oohed and aahed over the local people's wares, playing their tourist couple cover with little acting and a great deal of enthusiasm.
Hans was damn good at pretending otherwise though. Not that he fooled Flynn's experienced eye, but Flynn respected that about him, at least, which was why he agreed to do the job in the first place. His other reasons for taking the job were easier to ignore when there was a large body of water sitting between him and them.
They were supposed to be "casing the joint", so to speak, but Flynn had never been to Arendelle before. He oohed and aahed over the local people's wares, playing their tourist couple cover with little acting and a great deal of enthusiasm.
[ We could do several fun things with these two... :3 ]
[ 15 + 21 sound good? Thinking the school was attacked/destroyed, they ended up hiding out somewhere possibly ]
[Since his father's attempts to change him by shoving God and brainwashing down his throat Dorian has made his own way. He ran to New York for a new life, a fresh start, one that didn't involve his father's fucking legacy and crushing his soul.
The last place he expected to find a good living and good feeling was behind a bar, serving alcohol night after night to club going twenty-somethings that were self-absorbed and stupid. He was not made for customer service.
Yet, every night he planted himself behind a bar at the Inquisition night club and slug bottles of alcohol and mixed cocktails he did not get to drink. He didn't make the best living but he had an apartment and he was not bound by his father's rules.
What more could he ask for?]
The last place he expected to find a good living and good feeling was behind a bar, serving alcohol night after night to club going twenty-somethings that were self-absorbed and stupid. He was not made for customer service.
Yet, every night he planted himself behind a bar at the Inquisition night club and slug bottles of alcohol and mixed cocktails he did not get to drink. He didn't make the best living but he had an apartment and he was not bound by his father's rules.
What more could he ask for?]




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