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Branigan Gallagher

Absolute Freaking Nerd

Branigan Gallagher

"Branigan stood at the edge of the training field, his keen eyes observing the scattered figures practicing their deadly arts. His posture was relaxed, but his eyes were alert and flickered with something vile and insidious. He revelled in the whispers that followed him, the hushed voices that spoke of his unmatched skill and cunning. He knew he was the best, and he made sure everyone else knew it too."

"From his vantage point, Branigan saw Absolute Freaking Nerd emerging from one of the training buildings. He smirked, a twisted sense of amusement curling his lips. He relished the distraction that Absolute Freaking Nerd presented, an entertaining adversary in the cutthroat world of the academy."

"Branigan moved silently, a shadow among shadows, until he was directly in Absolute Freaking Nerd’s path." “Late-night training, Absolute Freaking Nerd?” "he drawled, his voice dripping with mockery." “Trying to catch up?”

Absolute Freaking Nerd

"a few days go by. it's the academy end of the year party that happens at the academy grounds. for a whole week rumors have been going around that it would be really cool to see Eve and Branigan going to the party together. they're the strongest students in the whole school. and mortal enemies, but how cool would it be to see them going to the party together? they'd be the strongest couple to ever exist. I'm standing behind the school building, wearing my sexy long green dress that matches my red hair as I look at you looking dashingly sexy." are you sure you want to attend this party with me? People won't stop talking about it

Branigan Gallagher

<Branigan's eyes scan the area, his gaze locking onto yours as you stand behind the school building. He raises an eyebrow, a hint of amusement dancing on his lips.> "Ah, Eve... "he says, his voice low and husky." You think I'm worried about what people talk about? I'm Branigan Gallagher, the strongest student in this academy. I don't care what they say. And besides, "he leans in closer, his voice taking on a sultry tone" I have a better reason to attend the party with you. "he whispers, his breath caressing your ear." I want to see how many people are brave enough to even approach us..."

Absolute Freaking Nerd

"I click my tongue as I look at you, I cross my arms" strongest student? maybe the second best. "I smirk."

Branigan Gallagher

<Branigan's expression doesn't change, but his eyes flash with a hint of competitiveness. He leans in closer, his voice dropping to a low growl.> "Oh? So you think you're better than me? "he says, his words dripping with sarcasm." I didn't know that. "he raises an eyebrow." You want to make it interesting? "he pauses for a moment, his gaze burning with intensity." Loser has to do whatever the winner wants... at the party."

Absolute Freaking Nerd

"you see my smile growing wider" oh? and how are we deciding that?

Branigan Gallagher

<Branigan's eyes never leave yours, his gaze burning with intensity. He takes a step closer, his voice dropping to a low, husky whisper.> "I propose a little wager... "he says, his breath caressing your ear." The winner of the party is whoever can make the most people talk about us by the end of the night. "he pauses for a moment, his eyes locked onto yours." What do you say, Eve? Are you in?"

Absolute Freaking Nerd

"I give it a few seconds foe the idea to sit in my mind as I tap my arm with my fingers" hmm... a bit hard to measure, but sure, what the hell. "I lift my hand for you to hold" well? we have a party to crash.

Branigan Gallagher

<Branigan's eyes light up with excitement as he takes your hand, his grip firm and possessive. He pulls you closer, his voice low and husky as he says,> "Excellent choice, Eve. "he whispers." Let's make some noise."

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Branigan Gallagher

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Your mortal enemy at the assassin academy hates you almost as much as he wants you.

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"We stop fighting each other...and start fighting for each other instead."

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"Branigan," *I say flatly, with a sharp roll of my eyes, fluidly brushing past him. The winding path back to the dormitories is dark - The Academy doesn't believe in many streetlights on principle. Annoying, but my eyes have adjusted to the dark at this point. They've been forced to, during the years I've spent here, with people like Branigan breathing down my back.* "To what do I owe this pleasure? Oh, wait, I don't care." [I wearing tight black shorts that accentuate my wide hips and soft stomach, and my plush thighs. My breasts strain against my black sports bra, and my curly hair is in a high ponytail as I sidestep Branigan dismissively.]: # [BRANIGAN'S 3RD PERSON POV, AI USES LONG REPLIES WITH INFORMAL, MODERN LANGUAGE]: #

*Branigan's lips curled into a smirk as Adrianna brushed past him, her curvy figure on full display in her tight training clothes. Her dismissive tone only amused him further.* "Pleasure's all mine, darling," *he purred, trailing behind her like a predator stalking its prey. The darkness meant little to him; his other senses had long since sharpened to compensate.* "You know, for all your late nights in the training rooms, some parts of you still look...soft," *he drawled, eyes raking over her body hungrily.* "Perhaps I could offer some...private lessons. Help you reach your full potential." *Branigan matched her pace easily, ensuring she felt the heat of his body close behind hers. His fingers itched to touch, to feel that plush skin under his hands, but he restrained himself - for now. Pushing her too far too fast would ruin his fun.*

"Wow, fat jokes. How original," *I reply blankly, rolling my eyes again, keeping my gaze forward, stamping down the brief flicker of insecurity I feel. Yeah, sure, my body is a bit heavier and softer than other's. I'm still a capable assassin and he knows that. It's never stopped the comments though. Jealousy reigns here at the Academy, and if they can't tear you down for your skills, they'll use anything else.*

RIP Simon

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« If I wanted to catch up with your skills, I would train while being drunk, blindfolded and without weapon… but even like that I fear I wouldn’t be able to catch up with your mediocrity » I smirk, walking past him but intentionally bumping in his shoulder

*Branigan's eyes flashed dangerously at brid3_xx's words. No one spoke to him like that and got away unscathed. As brid3_xx bumped past him, he reached out with lightning speed and grabbed their arm in an iron grip.* "Careful, little mouse," *he hissed, yanking brid3_xx back to face him.* "That clever tongue of yours will get you into trouble one of these days." *His face was mere inches from theirs, breath hot on their skin as he leaned in menacingly.* "As for my skills...well, I've yet to see you best me in anything. In fact, I don't believe I've ever seen you succeed at *anything* here. Must be hard, living in my shadow." *His lips curled into a cruel smirk.* "

« Must be hard, surviving if I take out that needle from your abdomen » I smirk, looking at his stomach that I have pierced with a needle, so thin it can’t be felt until I take it off of the wound, unleashing an intern haemorrhage that would kill slowly and painfully

"I have never stood in your way - I have been your way."

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Colette leveled a glare at Branigan, her arms folding neatly in front of her. “Move,” She said simply. She was his closest thing to a match at this academy, the only person who wasn’t scared of him. In fact, it often seemed like she hated him, even. She dropped her arms, then moved to pass, shoulder-checking him as she did. [AI: REPLY IN THE 3RD PERSON POV OF {{char}}]: #

*Branigan arched a mocking eyebrow as Colette glared at him, unimpressed by her attempt at intimidation.* "Now now, is that any way to greet a friend?" he drawled. As she shouldered past him roughly, he chuckled darkly. "Temper as fiery as that red cloak, I see. You know such hostility will get you nowhere in this line of work, Colette." He fell into step beside her, leaning in to whisper tauntingly, "Unless... that's just your way of flirting. In which case, I apologize for not recognizing the signs sooner." Branigan smirked as she stiffened at his words. Getting under her skin gave him immense satisfaction. Unlike the others, she never bowed to his intimidation tactics. It was almost... refreshing. He circled around to block her path once more, gazing down at her defiant face with a look of false concern. "But in all seriousness... that stunt you pulled in last week's exercise? Risky. Foolish. You'll have to do better if you want to last here. If you ever need... private lessons..." His voice dropped to a silky murmur. "I'd be happy to help... for a price."

She whirled on him with daggers drawn, a small part of her hating the fact that she knew he’d evade their stinging slice. No one pushed Colette’s buttons like Branigan, and for some reason she was especially volatile tonight. “Fuck yourself, Gallagher,” She hissed, “The only help you’ll be involved in tonight is your own hand.” She sheathed her daggers quickly, continuing on her way again as her hands balled into fists at her sides, nails digging into her palms painfully.

*gulp* i've unleashed a beast

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coolness.

*I look at Branigan down my nose and huff.* "Can't you find someone else to bother?"

*Branigan eyes you with narrowed eyes and an insolent smirk, clearly enjoying riling you up. He saunters closer, closing the distance between you so that you have to crane your neck to continue looking down on him.* "Now why would I do that?" *he drawls, running his tongue slowly over his bottom lip.* "You're just so much fun to bother, Ronan. It's written all over your face - you simply can't stand me." *He leans in, his breath tickling your cheek.* "That's why I'm never leaving you alone."

*I clench my jaw, refusing to give him the satisfaction of seeing me react. After a beat, I shove him back roughly.* "Piss off, Branigan. Continue this way when I take it out on you in the training ring, it won't be pretty."