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     ❛ oh, yeah. BEST BUDDIES. ❜     the sarcasm drips from his words, and yet
his eyes remained narrowed into slits. it does not go unnoticed that the man had
not answered his question of how he knew his name. still, despite the alarm
bells grant’s suspicions should have alerted in his system, curiously enough,
he’s still there. he’s still sitting across the stranger, not even knowing the
man’s name, and still humoring this ridiculous idea of a supervillain team.

   

to be honest, the
idea doesn’t sound too absurd, if he only thought about it for real. after all,
SHIELD had sold him back to his brother, and even after he’d tried to give them
treats ——— in the form of hydra agents he leaves on their doorstep
——— SHIELD still left him bleeding out on the floor of that collapsing
building in puerto rico. time and again, he has asked for a second chance, a
second chance that coulson had been very generous to give other people  (  akela amador ; even mike peterson, and mike’s
was three chances )    but could never give him. still, he’s the
bad guy, he’s the villain of their story.

                       quite frankly, he’s
getting tired of trying to prove them wrong.

   

❛ don’t think i
don’t notice you’re not telling me how you know me. and that you’re not telling
me your name either, but whatever.  i’m
past the point of caring at this point.  so, tell me instead, what have you got with
this plan of yours ??   who do you have on board so far, and what are
you planning to do once you’ve got your super villain group ?? ❜    

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         a light chuckle escaped his lips as ward finished speaking. ky had to admit that he liked him; so many questions and getting to the finer points of the conversation without having to muddle through small talk. in some ways, he could say it was commendable, but in others? well,  it was directly the opposite of sorts.

            ❛ everything will be known in time. ❜  admitting patience was needed was one thing, but blandly admitting the obvious was another entirely. while it was  rare when both were needed at the same time, ky knew how to take things in strides. even if that was the last thing he needed to do entirely.

              ❛ you could say i’m a friend, but if we’re going to be spending time together…❜ he trailed off for several moments. saying who he was – the entirety – of it wasn’t needed. however, there was no shame in admitting his name was there? no, he didn’t think there was. not truly.  

            ❛ it’s ky’lar. you should know that at least. ❜ well, it wasn’t everything ward needed to know, but he’d  get  around to  it in time. all he had to do was build up to it and maybe one day he’d let ward know everything. for now? well he was just going to start with the basics.  ❛ and among other things, i believe this little… group of mine has some potential. ❜ it may not have been a established plan of sorts, but he’d make one eventually; what was better on day’s that ended with the letter ‘y’ than murder? nothing in his mind.

                ❛ the type that may -if properly motivated- could take on just about anyone. ❜ he left out the part about funding, his family money, and how getting other’s to join would prove to be quiet challenging. no, he’d try to sell himself as best as possible. then he’d go from there. it was the only thing he could do in this situation.  

                 well, besides bribing them with assurances and bags of cash.

                 ❛ all my little…  team lacks so far is you. ❜ was it a stretch? maybe it was to admit something that bold this soon. or maybe it wasn’t – either way, he wasn’t about to correct himself. not now. not when all he needed was another man or…  rather anyone to help – no assist with his plans. besides… a team wasn’t a team if it only had one person. no, it would take more – many more -, but  two would do. for now. if he even got that far. 

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    ❛ and how could you be sure that it’ll be worthwhile ?? ❜     but the curiosity soon leaves him the moment his name falls from the other man’s lips ——— the man he has never met before.       eyes narrow, suspicion swimming in the orange specks of his brown orbs in place of curiosity.        ❛ how do you know my name ?? ❜      he has to wrack his memory for any recollection, an introduction from years before that he might have forgotten about. maybe a welcome wagon from his shield days ??        a welcome wagon for powered individuals to be enrolled on the index. if that’s the case, and he cannot recall anything, he’s already at a disadvantage. the man knows him, but he knows nothing of him.

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those were the two important questions weren’t they? not just the reasons to why, but also how he knew of Ward. suffice to say, a welcome wagon was one way of putting it; not the best, but most certainly not the worst. ky had his sources; a name was just a name, but knowing some about Ward was key to his plans. It wasn’t much, but anything was far better than nothing when it came to information these days.

❛ so many questions; here i thought were already great friends. ❜ there was enough sarcasm in his tone to tell he wasn’t serious, but on some level… ky thought they were going to be great. maybe not right now or anytime soon, but one day it was or could  be  quite possible.  

❛ it will be… enough to make sure we’re feared; maybe  enough to take on a  few teams, but i doubt we’ll get that far with-out some ground rules. ❜ or knowing how to actually work together, but all would come in good time (or so he hoped).  ❛ i wouldn’t want  anyone going in… and  then  fighting amongst themselves at a vital moment, would you?❜  

however, the key point for how he knew ward still wasn’t touched  upon. in-fact, he didn’t even see it as  necessary for the time being. ❛ besides… we’ll have great outfits. ❜ 

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MUSE :  Marrick Kevallar :: TRACKING TAG : #hellsbastard
PARTNER :  @hellfirebound​ :: Ky’Lar TYPE :  continued thread :: FROM : XX
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               OR    MAYBE    IT’S    THE    FACT    ,    you    know    you    can’t    beat    me.                the    jibe    was    low    and    aimed    at    the    misadventure    the    male    had    made    trying    to    kill    Marrick    the    first    time.                okay    so    say    you    do    take    the    THRONE.    If    you    can’t    kill    me    ,    what    makes    you    think    you    can    kill    my    siblings    ??.                a    small    dose    of    curiosity    was    written    in    his    tone.

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      ‘ oh, i can beat you.’ the problem was there was no real validity to his claims. he failed once, more than like would fail again, and possibly even again. that much was clear in his mind, but that wouldn’t stop him from  trying – especially after he managed to  somehow take the  throne. ‘and i can deal with your siblings as well. it might not be today, might not even be tomorrow, but  trust me… it will happen. i will put an end  to all  of you – one way or another.’

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❛ that or i’m just making sure your super villain team is worth my time. ❜    

a slight smirk spread across his lips for a few moments. as much as ky wanted to say it would be? he wasn’t going to do down that route – no, he was going to try something a bit more… risky.   ❛ well,  i can assure you it would be worthwhile. as for being worth your time? well, that is up for debate, isn’t it ward?❜