_{The words of the other echoed for a few moments in his mind, but didn’t weaken his resolve or… what he was going to do. Yes, should have stopped; even made sure to not press things further. That was what should have happened, but at the same time… it meant that he would have had to have some restraint.}

_{A reason to why he looked up from the book for a moment as he spoke again, ❝ I could stop, but… ❞ he looked back to his book, ❝ Nine, Benign, Homecoming.❞ Ky’lar then looked up again; this time with a grin spread across his lips, ❝ Now, do I really need to go on? I could complete the words, but I think we can come to some sort of arrangement, don’t you?❞}

_{// @thewintersoldierx xxx}

❝ It kind of feels personal. ❞ – Bones

_{it wasn’t personal, he tried to state it several times over; to say to himself and bones that it wasn’t. ky’lar needed to protect himself and the only way of doing that was to ensure that nothing else would get in his way. in truth, sending the other so he could WATCH from the side lines was just to see the other in action. nothing more and nothing less.}

_{“if it was personal, i would have done this myself.” his lips pursed into a thin-line, “do i need to MAKE it personal?”}

❝ Don’t say it. Don’t you say it. ❞

_{he should have kept his lips SEALED to the point where he couldn’t say anything. that way, ky’lar wouldn’t have head to DEAL with what would ( quite possibly ) happen after he said the two words that he knew he had to say… if only to PISS the other off more.}

_{“Yeah, well, ” he leaned his head back for a few moments before he spoke again, “Hail HYDRA.”}

_{“that takes up a pretty good chunk of it..in between
drinks of course.” or actually doing her job when she
has a case. sometimes that requires hitting stupid or
annoying people so all’s well that ends well. patience
isn’t her strong suit and neither is sobriety. “do I want
to ask why you look different?”}

_{“do you really want to know the answer to that little question?”
in truth, he doubted that she would, but all the same, he wasn’t
really going to elaborate on the ‘how’s’ or even ‘why’s’. “i might
be many things, but i’m good for a drink, and most of the time
murder.” among other things.}

_{he should have known when to keep his mouth shut; keeping his lips sealed would have done wonders. yet, at the same time, he still didn’t feel like he needed friends… let alone one’s that were actually willing to put themselves on the line for him. “i need…” he sucked in a deep breath before letting it out slowly, “…to do this on my own. anyone else is just dead weight.”}

_{// @samuraiwilled xxx}

_{“Depends, but honestly, I do think murder is still murder. Either way? I’ll finish it, but only if you… let me show you a fun time later. I mean, there are thousands of people in the city, and who cares if just… a few of them vanish?”}

_{// @samuraiwilled xxx}

_{“You know, if I was to.. let’s say smile, it would cause a chain reaction that would shatter the universe.” Actually, it would just mean he was about to kill everyone in the room, but that was quite honestly… besides the point, “I don’t need… feelings. They are dangerous.”}

_{// @samuraiwilled @xxx}

“Which
doesn’t make a damn bit of sense.” Or maybe it did and he was
just too damn stubborn to see it. “You think
you know enough about me. But that’s not all that matters.”

_{“… what does matter then?” he asked, “i would rather do what i want and while sometimes it gets people killed? it doesn’t matter.” or so he thought at least, “i know enough that you’ll stop me from pulling something stupid, but the real question is simple: do you want to?”}

. bobby snorts softly and shakes his head. the freedom of doing whatever he wanted sounds great. bobby’s parents have always been too involved, his mom especially. but that’s parents for you. ❝ talk about a nasty surprise. so what happened that made you come here? did xavier come after you or was it one of the others? ❞

_{❝ i was given a choice,❞ rather, he was given several choices, and he would rather have some amount of freedom than have it taken all way, ❝ it was either a very high security prison or… here. ❞ of course, he had broken out of cells before, but… he knew he wouldn’t be able to push his luck if the prison they put him in was able to contain him, ❝ i chose the harder choice… or so i was told. ❞}

_{“I barely know you. for all I know, you buy the cheap shit
when you’re trying to impress someone to get into their
pants.” he wouldn’t be the first she’s met that’s tried that
particular tactic. as if it matters what you drink when you
were staring at your ceiling. or their’s. “save the imported
shit for next time.. if there is one.”}

_{“if i ever managed to get into anyone’s pants, i’ll let you know.”
honestly, he didn’t really care about getting into her pants at the
moment. nor, did he seem to think it was important, but everything
would come in due time. that he was quite sure of, “either way? i’m
quite sure there will be a next time. you can count on that.”}