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He flinched when she her face changed and she spat out the accusations, spat out her woes and foes. The calm, composed agent she was was coming out to the light -  a cold blooded killer. As scared as he was of her - and to admit it, he was honestly very scared of her - he couldn't stand still...

Watching as Cecile moved away from him, drew away from him, Jasper stayed silent. He didn't move. Didn't object. Maybe she's finally seeing how dumb that idea is, he thought to himself. Not realizing what he had done, what he revealed, he watched her, his gaze questioning. 'What's wrong?' he...

Jasper took note of her strong grip as she clutched his arm, but he didn't mind. It was something to keep him here, now, in the present. An anchor. Cecile was an anchor for him, the airplane the sea, and Boss a shark that couldn't decide between eating you or saving you as a snack for later...

Jasper hadn't heard her the the first time she called his name. Nor the second time. Honestly, he hadn't heard anything at all. Just. . . silence. He knew the quiet was only in his mind - no way the loud airplane would go from making noises to dead quiet in a matter of seconds, not unless there...

"Well, that's great! You can lead the way, then, when we go sightseeing." He quickly added, "If we have free-time." Right. They were supposed to be chasing this dude that blasted light from his hand and made tens of people disappear. He ignored the memory that stuck in his head like a loyal...

Please feel free to do whatever you please. The words almost made her snort. Almost. She turned her head away so he wouldn't spot the irony gleaming in her eyes. "What would your family said then? I suppose they won't question it if neither of us come back, but if you came back and told them I...

{ So so so sorry for replying so late!! Sorry! :( } "You never know when this conversation we have will be brought up by someone else," he manage to say before she grabbed his hand and started running. Oddly enough, Jasper's first instinct wasn't to pull away but to let her hold his hand, to...

She could hear the stride of Prince Si and his horse growing fainter the more she and Aeson drew ahead. The path was still wide and layered with cobblestone, and the few trees that were near the sides became fewer as they melted away in the backgrounds, darker shadows against an already dark...

The words hit his heart and limply slid off, the barbed thorns surrounding it protecting him from reacting to any of Cecile's words regarding what he was. "Fine, have it your way." This meant that he would let the subject drop for now but would approach it later. And that he'd have to pay for...

The crowd made Anthea a bit nervous, and her back was stiff as they passed through the streets. Loud cheering and hollering, people wishing them good luck on their travels; she couldn't really understand that, couldn't imagine how and why all but them were excited. Excited that they were out and...

Answering on a whim, he said the first thing that came to mind. "New York City." He had always wished to go visit that place, when he was a boy. Those who had gone there had told him stories about all the good restaurants, best hotels to stay at, attractions to visit, and so on, and he had been...

The words "many months of riding ahead of us" floated around her head and she schooled her features into revealing nothing. Many months. Anthea had not expected this. The journey sounded like it was going to be a long and tough one, given what the Prince was tasked to do, but she hadn't thought...

The warm blue colours of the morning sky slithered between the curtains of the window to the maids' room, a ray of sunshine falling on Anthea's face. Contrasting the white fabric of her pillow, her head pressed deeper into it as if to sink away from the light, her auburn locks falling in waves...

He smiled sweetly at her, "Oh, don't worry. The feeling is mutual." Only, he didn't just dislike her. He despised her. Hated her. It was unfair to hate her for her job, but alas, the feeling was still there, deep between the layers of his mask. It was unfair that he expected her to treat him for...

@Mordecai Tell me if you want me to change the title or anything. I didn't really know what to put there except the plot title.

Oh, her face. Her expression! It was worth it. Definitely worth it. Jason hid a snicker behind a cough and grinned meekly, shoving his hands in his jean's pockets. "Actually, I do. Yes, I do." The smell and sight didn't bother him (well, maybe the little critters moving around the minuscule...

"Huh. Maybe we should stick around for that; they might help me escape," Jaspertook a peak at her. "Just joking. Not like I'd ever want to escape when I have such company." Throwing one last look at the burning house which started to resemble a mound of ashes with parts here and there that were...

Jasper watched his house go down in flames. His. He laughed quietly; he hadn't even been in this town for two weeks and already, he thought of the place he was staying in as his. Poor Rex. He was going to be pissed off when he found out about this. It was his house, after all. Stiffening when...

{ Sorry for the shorter post. I wrote this from my tablet. } "Run." At first he didn't understand what she meant and he raised an eyebrow. He meant to ask her what she meant, but the look that flashed in her eyes was enough to keep him quiet. "Run." So many meanings for such a simple word...

When the agent put her weapon away, Jason nodded his thanks, inwardly releasing a big sigh. He started walking fast, not fast enough to seem like he was running away, but fast. "It's more of an abandoned place, and it's not mine. It's my invisible friend's, the one I was supposed to have the...