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Talon Stern

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𝑻𝒉𝒆 π’Œπ’π’Šπ’‡π’† π’Šπ’ 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’…π’‚π’“π’Œ, π’‘π’π’Šπ’”π’†π’… 𝒕𝒐 π’”π’•π’“π’Šπ’Œπ’†. 𝑀𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑙𝑒 π‘ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘™π‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘ @comingambulance

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"𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 π’‡π’†π’†π’π’Šπ’π’ˆ? 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 π’†π’Žπ’‘π’•π’Šπ’π’†π’”π’”? 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒀𝒐𝒖 π’‚π’ƒπ’‚π’π’…π’π’π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’π’Šπ’‡π’†'𝒔 π’ˆπ’“π’†π’‚π’•π’†π’”π’• π’…π’†π’π’–π’”π’Šπ’π’. 𝑨 π’π’Šπ’‡π’† π’•π’‚π’Œπ’†π’ π’Šπ’” π’π’π’•π’‰π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’Žπ’π’“π’† 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 a 𝒑𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒇 π’„π’π’Šπ’ 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’π’Šπ’‡π’†π’•π’Šπ’Žπ’† 𝒐𝒇 π’“π’†π’ˆπ’“π’†π’•"
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Even amidst all the lurid scents one would expect in a night club, her perfume cut through it like a knife, filling his every breath. Sweet yet refined, like a palatable wine that left one wanting another sip. It helped keep him focused, strangely enough, offering a kind of +
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gentle touch and sweet perfume grounded him, a reminder that he was on a job. β€œTalon’s my work handle.” He replied smoothly, leaning her to the large Harley Davidson motorcycle parked to the wayside. β€œYou can call me Thadd.” Talon took the helmet loosely strapped to the +
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back, handing it to her as he settled into the seat. β€œWhat should I call you, little lady” he nodded for the woman to get on behind him, slotting the key into the ignition, waiting to feel the engine roar to life.
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β€œI don’t get the luxury of that thought sweetheart.” He replied after a long silence, apathetic eyes grown heavy with the weight of the past, not daring to meet her gaze. Something about her pale hues searching his own felt unnerving, as though if she were to stare too +
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be on a stretcher, taken off to the mass grave at the back of the trenches. β€˜Bout whether or not I’d see the night sky again, or just be another name on a list of the damned. β€œTruth is, sweetheart,” he tilted his head enough to meet her pale hues, his amber gaze as +
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lifeless and sombre as it had always been, β€œI don’t get to think like a human after all the shit I’ve done. It’s here one minute, gone the next.”
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He met her gaze for a moment after her timid thank you, leaning back to stare up at the distant, empty sky, it’s sea of stars lost to city lights. The man inhaled softly, smoke filling his lungs with every puff of his cigarette as she spoke. Something always niggled away at +
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the nature of their conversation, perhaps it was due to how physically close they were to one another, but when he leaned close to light up his cigarette for a second time with her own, this one felt different. It felt deeper, unique...intimate. β€œI don’t do this for +
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everyone.” Talon leaned away, resting his back against the bench with another long puff of his cigarette. β€œJust you.”
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He could feel her gaze boring holes into him before she sharply looked away, the corners of his lips curling into the faintest of mischievous smirks. Talon closed his eyes for a moment, breathing in the cool night air, feeling the droplets cascading around them, rivulets of of +
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Scars littered every inch of the man’s muscular arms, from deep gashes to old bullet wounds, to seared flesh from fire, or worse. β€œI’ll show up tomorrow,” he spoke softly, draping the jacket round her shoulders to offer some warmth, β€œpoint them out to me and I’ll deal +
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with it.”
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