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#Things Raik likes 

Dumb luck

Dumb luck indeed.

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#Whoops relevant 
incenseand-peppermints:

>Go to draw Raik with Jam>This happens instead>Oops.
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#relevant 
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#Things Raik likes 
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#Things Raik likes 
lexzander:

Armory on Flickr.
LexWPhotography.
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epicbrokenrebel:

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pinups.dey b hard / fun as hell to draw
So have some Raik B>
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#oh. 

sweetlydemented:

do you ever just sit there wanting to yell fuck really loud

blackscythesofdarmar sent: /snarls to himself when she's gone, then punches a hole right through the wall, barely grimacing at the pain in his hand. He flexes it, popping the joints lightly, before turning and limping away/ I fuckin' knew this was a mistake..

MOTHER FUCK.
EVERYTHING.
EVERYTIME.
GOD DAMNIT.
FUCK
FUCK
FUCK. 

-She actually didn’t go that far away, she’s just a few blocks off, it’s hard to judge jump distance when you’re as pissed as she is. And with as loud as she’s screaming he could probably hear her. Burst of “I NEED TO SWEAR. AND KICK THINGS. AND SWEAR MORE” over, she just slumps against the wall and holds her muzzle in her hands, muttering something in some weirdass language under her breath-

blackscythesofdarmar sent: Raik- /he steps back when she sniffs at him, gently pushing her muzzle away. Sure, he would have loved her help, but with his entire family on the line, he just couldn't risk it./ Please. This black shit's a part of.. m'age. Th'injuries were sustained from m'attempt on th'president's life. I can't do anythin' about it, and I -won't- /his voice grew very stern, almost a growl/ have you doin' shit about it, okay? Jus' keep yer head down an' it'll all be fine.

-All she can do is stare up at him while he talks, mood dropping by the second. Oh Goha, I don’t think you understand how much she hates behing told what to do. Sure, she’s gonna listen because she thinks so highly of you, but… Hoooooooo boy… She snarls when his voice dropped like that and takes a few steps back, ears flat against the back of her head-

Yea?

Fine. fine.
I won’t do shit.
Happy?

-And then, Raik decided to run and jump through the nearest shadow. Nearest shadow being the closest dark wall. She’s just gonna go kick the shit out of some trashcans somewhere and swear her little heart out now, hmkay? Hmkay-