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In case you didn’t think I was a ridiculous human being, a year ago, I tallied the number of times the verb “to stride” was used in Repcomm and who it was attached to. Y’see, I noticed Ordo does quite a bit of it. A lot of it

The above is only if the word is used as a verb and counts statements like “Besany strode along beside [Mereel]“ or “Skirata crooked his finger to beckon Ordo, and the Null strode behind” to mean that Mereel and Skirata are both also striding. 

So this is twenty characters described as striding 50 times in all.

I have a feeling there’s something inaccurate in this one, but it’s really only important to me that Ordo is apparently incapable of going anywhere without striding.

Someone Shot Our Innocence- Adrinette Month Day Twenty

She pulled away from the blonde, and gave a large, false smile. “Ahem. Sorry, Chlo, but I have to get out of here. I’ve been entirely traumatized by that horrible Agreste, and I need to go home and lie down! But hey, send me the project later, and I might look it over. Cover for me or else. Kisses!” Marinette tossed her hair, turning to leave the classroom. Honestly, some people were just too pathetic to bother with. Chloe was one of them.

She strode out, into the daylight. She knew she’d get in trouble if her parents found out she’d cut school, but that little do-gooder would never tell on her, would she?

“I might cancel your birthday party for this,” she heard a voice say… Mr. Agreste? “I thought I raised you better than this.”
“Great. I’ll just sneak out and you know it, old man.”

Was… was that Adrien’s voice? Huh. She’d never heard him so… furious. Where were they?

“Then I’ll lock you in your room. I don’t like doing this, I hope you know that. As a parent though, I can’t let you think it’s okay to treat people like that.”

“Yeah, and I can’t wait until I’m eighteen and you can’t legally keep me in Paris anymore!”

The car. The voices were coming from the car. Wait, was it Adrien’s birthday? How… interesting. This could be a chance to cause chaos… AND annoy Gabriel Agreste. Anyone who her kitty didn’t like, she’d always be up to piss off.

So it was settled. She’d break into the manor, and throw Adrien the party of the century. A party that, knowing her, and knowing that brat of a boy, nobody would ever forget.

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snippet from LoS 5/23/17

Snippet from Lord of Shadows - unexpected alliances…


Lord of Shadows

Kieran muttered something under his breath and said, “I will swear loyalty to Mark. I will do as he bids me do, and follow the Nephilim for his sake. And I shall argue with Prince Adaon for your cause, though it is his choice in the end.”

Something flickered in Julian’s eyes. “No,” he said. “You will not do this for Mark.”

Mark looked at his brother, startled; Kieran’s expression tensed. “Why not Mark?”

“Love complicates things,” said Julian. “An oath should be free of entanglements.”

Kieran looked as if he might explode. His hair had gone com- pletely black. With an angry look at Julian, he strode toward the Shadowhunters—and knelt in front of Cristina.

Everyone looked surprised, none more than Cristina. Kieran tossed his dark hair back and looked up at her, a challenge in his eyes. “I swear fealty to you, Lady of Roses.”

Person of Interest
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Together.


Audio from Person of interest ( Roots voice ).

I absolutely loved the speech and thought of this while listening to it.

I hope you guys like it as well.

Being inside The Entity’s grasp can be a painful burden.

watching your friends die over and over,

forced to relive fears for eternity.

but Together we can overcome anything as a team.

Corre (Part 6)

Summary: It was meant to be a one night thing, friends resolving the tension between them. But it turned into so much more.

Word Count: 473

Warnings: Pregnancy.

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You came to a white room, bright lights shining over you, and machines beeping rhythmically around you. Blinking against the fluorescent lighting, you took a deep breath that came out sounding like a soft moan as you tried to sit up. From across the room, Bruce Banner strode over to you.

“Hey, don’t force yourself to do too much,” he told you, pushing you back on the bed with a gentle hand to your shoulder.

Your heart sank. “Bruce-”

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