“whatever killed everyone really didn’t care who was left” shakes her head / pushes choppily cut hair out of her face. words are bitter but she thinks that might be ALL she can feel these days : more bitter &angry for every person she meets “left all the assholes behind.” / s.c, @hellfirebound
“ well, i’m not that bad, but if it makes you feel better? ” a slight chuckle escaped his lips. “i’m not even human.” well, not entirely, but that was besides the point. “nor do i think it matters; they are gone and you simply have to deal with it.” one way or three others.
“i’m ready to die if i need to / countin’ that PRICE, run directly to the fight.” / l.c, @hellfirebound, rebel renegade
“no one’s really ready to die. it may feel like it – that’s life, but when you get to that moment? usually someone or something pulls you back.” or, rather, that is what usually happened to him.
head tilted / arms crossed. cocky smirk hinting at the power at her fingertips : a BLUFF. her arms hurt, bones too cracked to use her power for little more than emergencies. focuses on the natural vibrations around her – something about them seem o f f when it comes to him. “weird” mutters under her breath, shows nothing else “asking nicely / seen anything strange around here ?” / s.c, @hellfirebound
the only thing strange around here was the one before him. it was already clear shouldn’t have even been here. not to mention that looking over his shoulder was the usual these days. he just didn’t expect to be bothered. a reason to why his arms crossed over his chest as he spoke, “nothing more than the usual.” more importantly, he couldn’t out-right say herself. no, he wasn’t in that sort of mood at the moment to point out the obvious. maybe later.
Hellfirebound 