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⚔ ([personal profile] socketeer) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet2016-10-20 03:45 pm

( picture prompt meme )




the picture prompt meme

I — Comment with your character.
II — Others will leave a picture (or two, or three...)
III — Reply to them with a setting based on the picture.
IV — Link to any pictures that are NSFW, please.
V — Be aware that this meme will be image-heavy.


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egos: (pic#9429510)

[personal profile] egos 2016-11-01 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
You know, I thought you'd find me sooner.

[ He doesn't look down at the gun. (He acts as if she isn't holding it at all, as if this conversation weren't loaded with years and years and years of history and lies.) There's a smile that sits on his features, the kind the press cameras never see because it speaks too closely to the bitterness and meanness that he's capable of — it's practically a sneer. And that'd never sell, would it? ]

It's just a pity Corben didn't know what he was doing. Can't rely on anyone these days — you want a job done, you have to do it yourself.

[ His teeth bare when he laughs, still holding her gaze across the table. She's right on one count — Lex Luthor would never make a mistake, at least not when it comes to the travails of human life. When it comes to the supernatural, it's a different kettle, but he's learned his lesson, there. Men have to take care if they intend to fight with gods. His little sister is nothing so lofty. ]

Alright, I'll admit— it was an overreaction. But you always did know how to get under my skin. [ His hand rises and falls, fingers drumming over the tabletop. ] Family, right?

[ Then, silence, again. His head cocks as he looks at her. (He wonders if he's jealous of what she's done with the family company. If he wishes he'd taken in the direction she had, or if it's some rage to do with the ins and outs of inheritance, of family, of blood.) Finally, his gaze drops, and he gestures at the pistol. ]

If you're going to use that, go ahead. If not, put that shit away. [ The curse drops sharply from his tongue, an abrupt cut through the veneer he always wears. ] You shouldn't be playing with toys like that.
misconception: do not take. (pic#)

[personal profile] misconception 2016-11-14 10:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Family. Right.

[ lena's tongue is sharp, as quick as her brother's. he speaks, she responds. for years, they had only one another. what they shared was something beyond blood, beyond words. the attack on her life was more than personal; she felt his betrayal in every part of her body. ( how does that make you feel? ) ]

There's no reason to be so crude, Alexander.

[ her chin cocks, loaded like the gun in her hand. despite the unnerving twist of her insides, she keeps her fingers steady. slowly, but surely, she puts the gun back into neutrality, the safety in its place. ]

After all, it is only fair, isn't it?

[ lena settles the gun in the bag at her ankle. she links her fingers, sitting upright again in her seat. a brow is quirked and her painted lips are pulled into a tightly-wound grin of her own. ] If you wanted me dead, you wouldn't have waited.

[ he'd been given ample opportunities to try again. at her home, in her office, somewhere free from the watchful eye of national city's own girl of steel. like lena, lex was anticipating this. sometime or another. ]

However, on the off chance you do decide to go and do something foolish, you should know that countermeasures will be taken accordingly. [ she blinks for what feels like the first time since he's taken his seat. at this, she moves, lounging in her chair with one elbow propped against the headrest. ]

You look like hell, brother dearest.