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NAYA NAVARRO —— CODENAME: QUIETUS. an original character crafted for the marvel verse. imagined by falak, twenty-one plus. mdni.
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I agree to disagree, Mr. Constantine.
"Funny thing about guilt, it only really eats at you when there's nothing else to worry about."
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Only for the guilty.
"The truth is like salt. Men want to taste a little, but too much makes everyone sick."
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People — at least sensible people, tend to want the truth, no matter the circumstances.
"In my defense I generally have a good reason for doing so."
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“You might have to wait and see. That is, if you’re fine waiting for the day until you and I are long gone—because it’s never coming.” A little grim, maybe? But he gets her sense of humor.
( Right hand comes up, rubbing masked chin, seemingly deep in thought. Spider-Man is very theatrical, very exaggerated in his movements sometimes. ) So you claim, but I’ve yet to find evidence of it. Dunno Lois, I think you might be soulless.
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“No, keep going — I’m curious,” Lois said, pouring the warm beverage into the cup, gaze flickering between her morning drink and him. “If you expected me to dress ‘appropriately’, you should’ve, y’know, told me you were stopping by.”
Clark was a bit out of his element, this being the first time he came over to her place. "Nice digs . . . though, is always this- no . . nevermind."
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