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gotthartt

“Beyonce? Like the queen of everything?”

❝ I’m kidding. My wife loved her. ❞

#;chat #;tyson

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gotthartt

“Well, join the club. I’m the president. And I’m sorry to hear that, although, it’s pretty good that you turned those lemons into sweet Beyonce lemonade man. I’m proud of you.”

❝ What is a Beyonce? ❞

#;chat #;tyson

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gotthartt

“Not much. I don’t really know actually. I usually keep to myself or only talk to a really small group of people so, you know. But what about you? What’s been going on in your life?”

❝ That’s boring, I’m disappointed in you. After Isla left, I needed to get away. I went home to visit my family and decided to do something real with my life. ❞

#;chat #;tyson

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rowanmaulalo

“I mean, I’m more just…airing my frustrations rather than speaking to anyone specifically.  Although I’m not sorry because I think everyone needs to know of the evils of calculus.”

❝ I enjoyed calculus. ❞

#;chat #;rowan

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gotthartt

“That’s exciting too!”Tyson squeezed the other. ‘I’m so happy to see you, man. Seriously.”

He gave the kid a half-assed hug, not wanting to admit he was happy to see him too. ❝ Yeah, yeah, what’d I miss? ❞

#i just watched FBAWTFT and now i need to hug ezra miller bc of credence #it's not okay #i'm not okay #;chat #;tyson

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benjamingdi

“Of course I’m old enough to drink,” he shot back, offended that anyone suggested he looked younger than his age. “— Oh. In this place? Nah, I’m sure it’s fine, but thanks for your concern.” He took a sip from his drink while still keeping his eyes fixed on Lazarus, just to be an ass.

❝ Your funeral. ❞ he muttered, turning his attention to his own drink. He still couldn’t stand the taste of alcohol after Lynn’s death, but it was just normal on the force, and he was trying to be normal.

#;chat #;ben

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gotthartt

“Oh, so you’re a cop now? Well, congrats! I’m so proud of you buddy! What’s it like? Shoot any bad guys? Chase after any perps?”

❝ Ive been on the force for like, a month. I mainly deal with drunks. ❞

#;chat #;tyson

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rowanmaulalo:

“ At his point, if a demon ever possessed me i’d just be like ‘alright, have fun, you can take it from here bud, just don’t forget about our intro to calculus test on Tuesday’.  That’s how done I am.”

❝ ...why are you telling me this? ❞

#;chat #;rowan

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gotthartt

Tyson smiled at the other before wrapping his arms around him and pulling him into a tight hug. “Nah, you would totally bail me out because you’re my best buddy and you love me.”

❝ I’m an officer of the law now, if I bail you out, I have to bail out everyone. ❞

#sorry its so big it's the only one that'd load #;chat #;tyson

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benjamingdi

“Excuse me? I probably shouldn’t do what?” Benjamin asked, eyebrows raised as he turned around to face Lazarus. He wasn’t the smartest person, but he knew he was perfectly able - and allowed - to drink a glass of wine. “Is there something wrong with it?”

❝ Assuming you’re even old enough to drink, you had your back turned on it. For awhile. It may have been drugged. ❞

#ignore the gun plz #we'd never hurt ben #;chat #;ben

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gotthartt

“Why? What makes you say that?”

❝ You're gonna get yourself in trouble and I’m not bailing you out. ❞

#TYSON #YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW EXCITED HE IS TO SEE HIM #ALTHOUGH YOU KNOW HE'LL NEVER ADMIT IT #;chat #;tyson

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zivanatkin

“It still would’ve been creepy.” she maintained, unwilling to back down on even the smallest of things.  “Though, I do promise not to kick you in the–” her eyes wandered down before settling on his eyes again. “–Boys.  That is not a fair fight.” She assured him.  She quickly brought her hands behind her back, stretching her shoulders before dropping them and flexing her digits, making sure they were nice and loose before holding them up in front of her, a universal ‘come at me’ signal, letting him know she was ready whenever he was.  

He just shrugged, dropping his shoulders and twisting his hips so that his legs were spread with one angled behind the other.. He bent his knees slightly with a smirk. ❝ Thanks. In return, I won’t insult you by going easy on you. ❞ He took a second to form a plan. Normally, he’d start with a lunge and take her down, his size causing an instant advantage on the ground, but he had no doubt she’d be quick. He had to get behind her. Her elbows would hurt less than her fists. As he worked through a plan in his head, he started with a simple left uppercut, aiming for her ribs to throw her off balance.

#i wasnt gonna use a gif but here #the underwear gif #;chat #;ziva #edit: yano what lets just be safe here #nsfw

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zivanatkin

“So were you planning on awkwardly watching me drink then?  Because I do believe that could be considered much creepier than eating sustenance.” She panted as she finally stilled her fists, catching the bag as it swung back at her.  “Good to know we’re on the same page, then.  Now, should we set rules or consider it a no bars held match?”  She meant no-holds-barred, but upon realizing it figured he had gotten what she meant to say.

❝ There are other things to drink besides alcohol, mate. ❞ he countered and dropped his bag onto the floor beside him.  ❝ Well now, what fun are rules? ❞ he smirked, rubbing his palms together. They were tingling with excitement, it had been awhile since he had a worthy opponent. In the past, the only people he’d fight with were trying to put him down for good. 

#i believe they call that 'shame' #it was either this or the underwear gif #and at 3am i was not prepared for the underwear gif #;chat #;ziva

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zivanatkin

“I do not drink.  Especially not for something as silly as this.”  She shot the idea down point blank.  “But I will take bragging rights and your pride home as a prize instead.” She finished before shooting him a great big smile, although it came off more as baring her teeth.  Some would call her cocky.  But she didn’t believe that was a problem when you had the skill to back up your own arrogance.   Between her years of training as an elite athlete in a myriad of sports as a child to her experience in the Tzahal to her current profession, they had kept her sharp and despite his size she knew she could take him on.  “So if you do not have an issue fighting and being defeated by a woman I would be glad to have a partner.  Even if only for a few moments.”

❝ Neither do I, but I figured suggesting dinner would sound like I’m hitting on you, which turns this encounter from interesting banter into just plain creepy. However, if you can settle with bragging rights, it’s a deal. Assuming you win. ❞ He steppe away from the bag, leaving it swinging slightly without his support. ❝ I don’t understand the idea of women being weaker and inferior. I have as much issue losing to a woman as I would to a man. ❞    

#apparently it's typically used to describe women but i'm like eh wtf #that mustache tho #;chat #;ziva

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zivanatkin

“I prefer private.  As in not yours to comment on.” She replied simply, not feeling the need to defend it as it wasn’t his business in the first place.  She wasn’t here to prove anything.  She quickly twisted her body and pivoted before sending a flying foot into the bag, a small sound leaving her lips as she did so.  “I do not need a partner of ‘equal build’.  I need a partner who is not, as you say, a pussy?” She questioned, unsure if she was using the term correctly.  “Perhaps you’d be the first, but I do doubt it.” She shrugged, throwing a few more punches into the bag, exhaling a harsh, controlled breath with each blow.

He smirked, almost in triumph, as he held the bag firmly in place for her.  ❝ Then here’s an idea. Best two out of three rounds in the ring. Loser buys drinks. ❞ He cocked an eyebrow at her, his body absorbing the recoil of the bag without issue. He had always used controlled fighting as an out as a kid, and while he knew his weaknesses against someone smaller and faster than him, his years in the underworld trained him well. Even if he lost, he was expecting one hell of a fight.

#that kid is built like a brick shithouse(pardon my french) it's unreal #i say 'kid' when he's like 10 years older than me #i feel like laz would hold back at first but eventually realize she's the real deal #;chat #;ziva

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zivanatkin

She had been bred to be a competitive spirit, and she found herself looking him up and down before scoffing.  “Body slamming does not count as fighting.” she quipped, referring to his massive build.  Pausing her pummeling of the bag she eyed what he held in his hands suspiciously.  “I am fine with what I have.  Thank you.”  She replied stubbornly before turning back to the bag, but had found herself suddenly out of rhythm, caused by the distraction.  Circling the hanging bag so she could keep an eye of her sudden acquaintance she replied.  “I have not found one who could keep up.”  Was she challenging him? Not consciously, no.  But her body language clearly read that she was. 

❝ Your sex life must be terribly boring. ❞ he deadpanned, pulling out two more white rolls and wrapping his own hands. He caught the bag, stepping around in time with her to avoid a stray fist.  ❝ That depends on what type of partner you’re looking for. You’re hard pressed to find an equal in build here. I’d offer a few rounds, but I might break you. And not in the fun way. ❞

#i should be saying the same to you #why do i feel like shes gonna crush him? #;chat #;ziva

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zivanatkin

Her knuckles were throbbing, a symptom of pounding them into the unrelenting sand filled bag over and over again.  But she knew the pain would just make her stronger.  It also took her mind off the phone call she had received from her parents just hours previously.  Frightened by her sudden awareness of another person in the facility, she refused to show her surprise, instead responding in anger.  “And you should not sneak up on me.  Unless you would like a broken nose.” She responded through huffs as she continued to go at the bag.

❝ Don’t worry, I can hold my own in a fight. ❞ he said as he unzipped the black duffel slung across him. He pulled out two black rolls of cloth and held them out to her.  ❝ Try these. They’ll give more padding without the added weight. Using crap ones or going without will cause arthritis. Or better yet, find a partner. ❞

#;chat #;ziva