The Man Hiding in the Mask

I had to take a bit of a hiatus but I’m back again. Although… I have almost none to RP with… Can y’all help me find so more people to follow?

iantojones-tw:

themanwiththebow:

iantojones-tw:

themanwiththebow:

Steepling his fingers under his chin, Malcolm leaned forward to study the younger male, “Care to tell me what’s wrong?”

Ianto shook his head, “It’s really no big deal. Anyways, I don’t even know your name.”

“Oh, come now. It’s got you pacing back and forth. Something is bothering you.” He smiled brightly at the male, “Malcolm. Malcolm Merlyn. Pleased to meet you, Mr…”

“Jones, Ianto Jones. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” He sighed, “It’s stupid really,” he said with a chuckle. “Just some decisions I need to make.”

“Ianto,” Malcolm smiled. “Nothing’s stupid, especially when it seems to be bothering you.” He nodded, “Decisions can be bothersome at times.” He looked the male over with sparkling blue eyes. He was quite handsome. He raised an curious eyebrow, “So do you Cardiff fairly well? I’m new here and I have no idea what to do.”
 

elisathetimekid:

themanwiththebow:

elisathetimekid:

themanwiththebow:

elisathetimekid:

themanwiththebow:

elisathetimekid:

themanwiththebow:

elisathetimekid:

themanwiththebow:

The male looked up from his book and studied the female, “Hello… Can I help you?”

Elisa shook her head and offered her hand. “Not really, My name is Elisa. What book are you reading?”

“Malcolm Merlyn,” the male said taking the proffered hand. “Ah, it’s just…” he smiled, his eyes sparkled mischievously. “A little something I picked up… from a friend.”

Elisa raised a brow. “Interesting, what is it about at least”,she says with a smile. After her hand was released, she slipped it into her pocket and tilted her head.

Malcolm found himself chuckling, such an innocent girl. He shook his head, “It’s history,” he muttered as he shut the book. “History about the people in my city.” He looked up at her, “Tell me, what are you doing here, Elisa?”

“Oh, I just popped in to find out what you do Mr. Merlyn”,she lied. The truth, her vortex manipulator hated her and threw her into the bathroom of where ever she was. “If I may ask..Where am I exactly?”

His eyes narrowed ever so slightly, she was lying to him but he kept the smile on. He glanced around, “You’re in Starling City.”

“Oh..Thank you”,she says with a clueless look on her face. She didn’t know anything about that city.  ”Um..Where is that?”

Malcolm drummed his fingers lightly across the top of his book, “Planet Earth… America… I have a feeling that you aren’t from around here.”

Elsia didn’t respond to his response, just nodded. “What is it that you exactly do?”

Malcolm sat back more comfortably in his chair. He study the female in front of him, “Sorry. That is something that I can’t tell you.”

captjackharknesstw:

themanwiththebow:

It was a quiet night and Malcolm was wondering around the park as he waited for the nice little Italian restuarant to set up his table. He glanced across the fountain and saw a handsome man in long navy blue RAF coat. How interesting… He sat on the edge of the fountain to watch the man for a few minutes.

Jack walked up to the fountain, far away enough from the man that he didn’t notice him. He took out a scanner from his coat and held it out, pushing a button. “Yeah, thought so. You guys can’t stay in there,” he said, peering into the water. “I can come back with transport and you can stay with me until we contact whoever is responsible for you. But no staying in there, you should know better.”

Malcolm’s eyebrow shot up as he watched the male with a curious stare. He held his breath, the man across from him was talking to the water… What was in there? He looked down and study the water. There was nothing there. At least nothing big enough to see with the human eye. Now his curiosity had been brought out and he found himself studying the man in the coat closer.

iantojones-tw:

themanwiththebow:

iantojones-tw:

themanwiththebow:

iantojones-tw:

themanwiththebow:

Malcolm crossed his legs under the table as he flipped to the next page of the paper. He noticed the handsome young man pacing in front of the tables. He walked past his and the male felt his lip twitch up in the smile, “Why all the pacing?

Ianto looked up from his thought startled, “It’s nothing. Just thinking a bit.” He smiled at the man.

Chuckling, the male gestured to the seat across from him, “Why don’t you take a seat and join me for a cup of coffee?”

Ianto sat, “Thanks, but I’m not much in the mood for coffee right now.” 

Steepling his fingers under his chin, Malcolm leaned forward to study the younger male, “Care to tell me what’s wrong?”

Ianto shook his head, “It’s really no big deal. Anyways, I don’t even know your name.”

“Oh, come now. It’s got you pacing back and forth. Something is bothering you.” He smiled brightly at the male, “Malcolm. Malcolm Merlyn. Pleased to meet you, Mr…”

lorne-the-host:

themanwiththebow:

lorne-the-host:

themanwiththebow:

lorne-the-host:

Lorne turned to the new comer giving the man a warm smile and walking towards him 
“Well, hello there handsome! , welcome to the Caritas , honey!.” 

Malcolm’s eyebrow shot up towards his hairline as he studied the green being approaching him. “Honey? Interesting. Nice place, this Caritas.”

Lorne examined the man for a while , looking back at him still smiling “Well…Gotta work with you have , crumb cake , I’d say there’s a lot of worst things to be called other than ‘honey’.” he nodded and smiled “Well thank you ! , I own it ” he chuckled “And yes it is nice alright , sugar buns!.So can I get you anything? , a drink , a song? ” he gestured towards the stage “Of course you’d have to be the one who does the singing ,’cause my number is kind of already done tonight.”

“This is true… I’d prefer honey to some of the things I’ve been called in my life.” Malcolm flashed the male a bright smile, holding out his hand to him, “Well it’s definitely nice. I’m not sure why I ended up in here but I was just kind of pulled in.” He blinked, “A song? Why would I do a song?”

Lorne nodded “You and me both , sugar buns.” He shook the other’s hand and smiled “Well , pulled in it’s always a good thing ,bro! …well sometimes ” he giggled “Other situations not so much , but ei I’m glad you’re here , always happy to have you kids around , Oh by the way I’m Lorne! , what’s you’re name , pretty face?” Lorne chuckled , obviously the other had never heard about Caritas “Well….that’s kind of what people come here for , you know , honey?, being a karaoke club and all , I’m guessing you never heard of this place , huh , sugar? , or well…me” he points at himself with a little chuckle.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Lorne. I’m Malcolm Merlyn.” The male studied the other with interested blue eyes, “Now, you’ve got me curious. I haven’t heard of Caritas or you… but tell me… What’s special about this kareoke bar?” He gave him a quick little wink, “And what makes a good looking guy like you so special?”

fake-gods-and-demi-gods:

themanwiththebow:

“I think that reminder would be greatly appreciated.” He laughed, “I promise to try, Rose.” He offered his arm to her, “I’m absolutely sure. It will be nice to dine with some company tonight.”

“I’ll be sure to keep it in mind, then. And as long as you try, then there’s no harm done.” She laughed softly and slipped her arm in his before looking up at him with a smile. “Well, hopefully I’m good company. Wouldn’t want to bore you over dinner.” It was weird how easily she slipped in with him. She’d never really been one for strangers, but there was something about him that seemed to pull her in.

Malcolm smiled as he lead her towards the door, “I think you will be the perfect company, Miss Rose. I’m pretty sure that you will not bore me at all.” His blue eyes sparkled in excitement, it had been so long since he had been so interested in someone. Why was this Rose Tyler so special?

(via fakegodsanddemigods)