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there's a river running wild. ([personal profile] shootstars) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet2017-02-16 12:04 pm

the 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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peacemakers: (038)

[personal profile] peacemakers 2017-02-23 07:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Silently, Faraday concedes that Vasquez might have a point. Sam is a damn good hunter, but for the most part, he's never made Faraday feel like a monster, never made him feel hunted. And part of him thinks that if he really meant to leave, Sam would let him go.

It's an odd feeling, Faraday thinks, for someone to actually trust him. To see past his skin to the ugly thing inside him and still treat him as an equal.

This whole damn place is backwards, he thinks. ]


... Might stay out here, then. [ Slowly, still working the idea over in his head. ] So long as there aren't anymore half-dead vampires lurkin' around.

And so long as you don't piss me off too bad.
lawbreakers: (019)

[personal profile] lawbreakers 2017-02-23 07:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Can’t make any promises one way or another, perrito. We’re out here to keep watch, remember?

[ He hasn’t heard or smelled anything that suggests more vampires, so at least there’s that. As to whether or not he pisses Faraday off, well… he’s kind of made a habit of pissing Faraday off. ]
peacemakers: (012)

[personal profile] peacemakers 2017-02-23 08:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He hums in agreement, leaning back on his hands and tilting his face up to the sky. ]

Well, considerin' what we can control – how 'bout you do us both a favor and try and keep quiet?

You're gonna spoil what a pleasant evening it is, otherwise.
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[personal profile] lawbreakers 2017-02-23 09:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He chuckles. ]

You’re the one who keeps making conversation, here.

[ In reality, it’s likely six of one, half a dozen of the other, but there was no denying that Faraday liked to hear himself talk. Vasquez, on the other hand, was making up for a whole lot of solitude, going days without breathing a word to another soul, now that he finally had someone worth talking to.

But moments of silence do happen, and he lets one settle now as he watches Faraday, face turned up to the moon, basking in its light. It’s a good look, he thinks, Faraday stretches out and illuminated by the night. He wonders if he'll get more chances to see it. ]