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"You're going to fall."

“What?”

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     “Four?”

     It came out quietly, and tinted with confusion. There was no expectation of an answer just yet.

     He had known that Wash survived, that much he’d learned when scanning the radios for Carolina. He’d known Tex was alive, but she didn’t seem the type to group up with other Freelancers. She’d only come to him when she needed help.              So. That still left the question of who else it could be.

          And there came the apologies again. That was something they would have to talk about.

                    “I know. And. It's still okay.”

       “Yeah well, that’s a long story for           another time. Plus, you could only imagine who else is            alive and waiting York.                 So, no one will die, and maybe JUST maybe,                    the four of us can be back together, and there              wont have to be anymore ghosts for awhile.”  Her back was still turn to him. She didn’t want    to look, it was painful. Years of pondering, wondering     if she could ever feel the same way again. She knew       she lost one family already, and losing another         wasn’t the plan. Not today. Though, it seems like           her old family is coming back, first North and now             York. She’s been with Wash for so long it’s good              to see both of them.   Inhaling a deep breath, she just, needed to     make sure of something. To make sure this       wasn’t in her head. So all the sudden, she turned         around and made her way to him. To his arms and           hugged him. They where in the middle of WAR            and the one of the first things she wanted to do               was to hug me.                        “I’m still sorry York. Just, sorry.”

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     “Guess it’s a day for ghosts, then.”

     He knew what echos from the past showing up was like. When it had happened to him, well... The outcome hadn’t been one he’d enjoyed. It was pretty painful, actually. And this? This definitely hurt, but not quite in the same way. It hurt in the way dreams you’d long since forgotten hurt when dragged back into the light.

     “I’ve gotta admit, I’m pretty curious as to how you got yourself all wrapped up in this mess, so. Yeah.                I won’t die. Not when you’re just in arm’s reach again.”

     There’s a time and a place for letting go. This isn’t it.

   “You’re right..and there is someone from my        pass who wants my head but I just– you better          be around. After seeing you I just– don’t…             I don’t want to loose you AGAIN.” He did know her, too well still. It seems   maybe she hasn’t change to much but she     has grown. And she knew things would never       be the same again, though, and if everything goes right         after this and both of them survive..they could talk and           fix the broken pieces they had.      “Just, I know how much it hurts you and I        want to make it up to you. So don’t…don’t get          hurt again. Please…I have..so much to tell you.” Carolina turn her back to him, helmet in hand,  though, an unexpected tear fell from her. Hopefully   he didn’t see it. ‘Lina took a breath before turning back    around again.                  “Just don’t die.”

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     “I know. And.       It’s okay.”

     His words were soft. He’d had ample time to think about all of it. He’d been angry for a long time, at a lot of different people. And he’d been sad for longer than that. Bitter, too. But he had long since forgiven her. It hadn’t been her fault.                     The question was if she’d learned to forgive herself yet.

     “You should go fight this fight. If I know you, and I’m pretty sure I still do, you’re probably right at the center of this whole mess. Just. Don’t walk away this time. I’ll still be around when the smoke clears. It won’t be the first time I’ve switched to the right side. Maybe not event he last.”

      “I– right. I do. I just—” She hesitated for a moment. These emotions,    something she hasn’t felt in YEARS.And now all     the sudden, seeing him after this long she almost      forgot about the war. Just for this moment, something        something good came along and well.. it made her          hopeful for once.. Though, she couldn’t tell from him.            With the words he was saying, was he trying to leave?              Maybe it was best if she just..walked away. Or maybe..                 “I could walk away right now and fight this fight,                                     but…                     I just, I just— want to say…                                       I’m so sorry,                                              you were right all this time.. I’m so                                                  sorry York– so.. sorry Emery.”

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     “Honestly? I thought I’d died for a long time too. But.”

     He shrugs then, taking a careful step forward. Carolina looks.... tired. Which would make sense, he knows exactly the kind of hell they’ve been raining down upon the planet. He hadn’t really put much thought into it, considering it had been this or death. But this would be an out. It’d be easy to slip back off the radar at a time like this. It’d be good too, to be around someone he actually likes again.

     “You probably have somewhere to be, don’t you? Big fight and all.”

   This was Battle, but he took his helmet off.       Brave and stupid as always. Though, hesitantly          taking steps forward, as she just, looked at him.                “Emery…” Carolina whispered, stopping only mere steps in front of   him. She was, somewhat relieved to see him. After that Delta    and Epsilon told her. She was sure he was dead. Though, inhaling      and exhaling, in exchange Carolina took off her helmet. Emerald        eyes shined as she looked at him.

         “I can’t even. After what Delta and Epsilon told me.               SHOWED me, I was sure you where dead.”

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instead of that think about lina with angel’s haircut

((the sad thing is that there were so many great things discussed tonight. life is strange episode gets released today. sad stuff with yorkalina- like, heartbreakingly sad. north being reunited with theta is the best use of epsilon i cant believe i havent thought of until today. there’s a really cool sense8 au happening. now we’re discussing the freelancers as vault hunters.

and ALL i can think about is FUCKING SARGINGTON

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take me to church | hozier

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     “Yeah. I am dead. Legally anyway.”

     Maybe that wasn’t the best thing for him to say right then. It was a little too late to take it back. It’s not like he was just going to say that he spent so long just waiting on some sign, that relief that she was okay was still flooding into him, or that he’d turn coat for her in a split second.

Carolina just stood there. Her eyes HAD   to be lying to her. It couldn’t be him. No–    it couldn’t. She heard the recordings. Delta even      told her he was—gone. No, this could be him.       Not him– not HER Emery. He was gone and        she moved on– she.. Carolina took a deep breath          as she looked at his face. Unless she was dreaming           she could tell from his eyes– well, eye that it was him.              The same scar, same look on his face– just..                      “Of course I’m alive but you’re dead..                          What the fuck is going on– I– What?”

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     “You’re alive.”

     It seemed like an obvious thing to say, because of course she was alive. She was standing right in front of him. He’s just... spent so much time waiting on some sign that she was okay. And, granted, being on Chorus in it’s present state wasn’t great, but it was still better than dead.

     Clearly, though, she didn’t recognize him. That was easy enough to fix. Dangerous to fix in the middle of a battlefield, but easy. Off came his helmet, which of course he promptly dropped to the ground, still a little shocked that his Carolina was standing right there.

 She stopped. No one knew that.    No one other then Wash and North that     she knew from her past that was alive knew      her real name and they promised never to        speak it. “What did you just say?” Maybe she was hearing things?   Her name was close to Carolina maybe    it was a mistake. Though that voice- something     struck her.       “I don’t know what you are trying to          pull but I ain’t having it.”

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     That voice. He hadn’t heard it in a long time. The color of the armor had struck an old chord with him, a painful one. But after all this time he hadn’t dared to think. The pure shock of it makes him start to drop his position, which is breaking rule number one of combat.

     “Caroline?”

  “You need to stand down      now. I don’t want to kill you, but       if I have to. I will.” She said in a firm voice, Standing her ground   at the space pirate who attacked her. She didn’t    want to take bodies, but if she had to, she would.     She was only after one, and he was just getting in       her way, though, there was something about this         one who gave her chills.     “Get out of my way. I don’t have time for        this.”

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Then you don’t have to choose if you wanna deal with it. Though, you can’t give beard burn which is definitely the major upside.

I couldn’t grow a beard if I tried, though. Not enough testosterone and all.

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"If it makes you feel better. I gave Wyoming a concision. Also most likely broke something on him."

“That does make me feel better.”

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It’s a lot more work than it seems. There’s a reason I usually don’t have one.

At least you guys can grow a beard.

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“Of course i do. Just sometimes you grow hair like someone i dont want to think about.”

“Yikes.”

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"Not even surprised i said that huh?"

“Nope, I’m very handsome.

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I love you.

“Do you, though.”