justice unbound
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//So apparently tumblr made me unfollow a couple people what the heckies OTL I’ll fix this tomorrow, time for bed for me~

"My Lord, you wanted to see me?" ((Hello!))

He gave a small groan as he observed the wet saddle blanket with a critical eye. This wouldn’t do. There was still hoping a dry one was stored further in the stables. 

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"You don’t look like the stable boy," he observed, trying to tone down his irritation. She was not the cause of his little problem. He took a few deep breaths in, giving bit of a warmer gaze.

"Have you seen him? I asked to have my horse ready, but he is nowhere to be seen." 

ask-catrin:

"The stable boy is ill, sir. I was asked to take over for his job for the time of being." The young woman replied, bowing politely. "Now, if you’ll excuse me." She then maneuvered herself around the man and picked up the wet saddle blanket, heading off into the stables to procure a dry one.

Sick? Well, this wasn’t good. With that excuse, his annoyance dropped quite some, leaving him perplexed. He looked over into the stables, absentmindedly brushing his horse’s mane. 

"Come to think of it, I don’t think I’ve ever met you around. Were you just hired?"

(daaaaang! xD) “M-Ms. Mun made me do it, blame her! I don’t go around kissing strangers, either!”

"Blaming someone else. I see how it is. Unjust, completely unjust. See, if ‘Ms. Mun’ told you to jump off a cliff, would you do it? Huh?"

((Screw it it'll be funny)) I want the K
17: Goofy Kiss //ohgod here goes nothing.

He couldn’t believe he was stuck doing Meekins’ job because the fellow was sick. It must have been a horrible joke. Then again, today was a publicity campaign day for the LAPD, reminding people about the daily things they had to think of to be safe. And publicity meant getting the goddamned Badger outfit out of the closet, and whipping someone into it, pronto. 

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Why me. Ooooh why me.

At least, it didn’t require too much effort. Be a goof, remain silent, offer hugs to people who wanted them… 

Like Miss Layton. The Blue Badger pressed a big ‘smooch’ on her cheek, before mimicking an embarrassed swoon — hiding its face behind its mittens as if it was blushing. 

"Give me the K, alternate!" (heh heh heh!)

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"You mean a kick, right? I won’t kiss someone I don’t know, even less if we share the same face."

"My Lord, you wanted to see me?" ((Hello!))

He gave a small groan as he observed the wet saddle blanket with a critical eye. This wouldn’t do. There was still hoping a dry one was stored further in the stables. 

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"You don’t look like the stable boy," he observed, trying to tone down his irritation. She was not the cause of his little problem. He took a few deep breaths in, giving bit of a warmer gaze.

"Have you seen him? I asked to have my horse ready, but he is nowhere to be seen." 

Medieval Sentence Meme

  • Did you hear? _character_name_’s going to the gallows today.
  • We have to get out of here. The town next to us has just been sacked.
  • I’d rather catch the plague than _character_name_.
  • Wake up. I’ve come to save you.
  • Someone at the pub’s been sayin’ that they saw a dragon just north of here.
  • You haven’t got enough chivalry to save a life, much less enter the tournament.
  • Public executions are tomorrow. If you know what’s best for ya, you’d stay inside.
  • They didn’t leave anyone alive, not even the pages.
  • That clumsy old hag can’t even see anymore- I say we pay her a visit.
  • My Lord/Lady, you wanted to see me?
  • You’d better not make an enemy of him/her, she/he’s being knighted soon.
  • Should I or should I not put you out of your wretched misery?
  • How much do you think we’d get in ransom for snatchin’ a lady?
  • We’re sacking the square tomorrow. If you see anyone or anything valuable, take it.
  • Those bible freaks are out for blood- we need to run.
  • Christ won’t save you now.
  • Watch your tongue or I’ll have it snipped off.

thetwistedsamurai:

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Oh come on! You can’t tell me to behave and then present a fun idea like that!

You get the bat and I’m throwing apples, done deal!

*Gets the bat ready*

"Bring them apples on, pretty boy."

thetwistedsamurai:

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But what if I threw them at you first. What if.

"……………"

"Let me get the baseball bat."

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