beck
he/him
thirty-eight
march 11th
cinnabar
bisexual
human resources
underboss
HIDING FROM THE SUN, WAITING FOR THE NIGHT TO COME.
TAG WITH @theo
THEO BECKETT
language
POSTED ON May 11, 2021 17:15:21 GMT
[attr="class","beck"]"good."
he exhales a heavy breath but it does little to quell the fear. his eyes are wide, too. but he blinks, turning away to search for comfort elsewhere. it doesn't come — it never does.
"run them through me again. we have a week to perfect it."
perhaps it's desperation that prompts some form of hope but it's there. he knows they'll perfect it in time. he trusts them to. [newclass=.beck] text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; } .beck b { color: #716075; font-size: 13px; } .beck u { color: #b5b5b5; font-style: italic; text-decoration: underline dotted #716075; font-size: 13px; } .beck a { font-family: inherit; font-size: medium; font-weight: bold; text-transform: uppercase; } .beck .noodles { margin: 0; padding: 5px 0; } .beck .noodles img { max-width: 100%; max-height: 100%; border: none; outline: none; margin: 0; padding: 0; display: inline; float: none; } .beck .noodles .pkmn { display: inline; } .beck .noodles .inactive { filter: grayscale(1); -webkit-filter: grayscale(1); [/newclass]
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