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OLD  MAN  /  jack.

               he  watches  each  twitch,  NEARLY  unwavering  in  her  stance;  he  doesn’t  doubt  her  shot,  gun  pointed  just  between  the  eyes.  he’s  not  one  for  senseless  violence,  time  spent  a  soldier  teaching  him  BETTER  than  this;  in  the  end,  he  concedes.

               it’s  a  slow  progression,  bending  to  a  knee  as  his  gun  places  still  to  earth,  cornflower  blues  trained  on  her  intently.   ❝  here,  ❞  he’s  slow  to  right  himself,  straightening  to  his  stance  before  arms  cross  over  his  chest.   ❝  the  gun  is  on  floor  –  got  a  knife  on  my  hip,  too.  now  i’d  greatly  appreciate  you  doing  the  same.   ❞

❛     i’m   not   putting   down   SHIT.     ❜        a  shaking  motion  of  the  head  to  &  fro  ;  awfully  frantic  in  it’s  manner.     sincere  are  those  words  to  which  her  expression  utterly  RUINS.     a  sentence  of  harshness  but  a  visage  of  anxiety.     strange.     she  almost  expresses  GUILT.     ❛   tell  me  what  you’ve  got.  any  food  ?  water  ?     ❜ 

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RISE  FROM  GRACE  /  angela.

❛     OH  !   —  i  get  it.  that’s  a  good  one  !    ❜    she  laughs:  a  sound  like  a  sweet  song:  a  symphony  of  something  innocence  and  beauty.      ❛     okay    ..     what  did  the  buffalo  say  when  his  son  went  to  college  ?     …    bison.. ❜

❛   ------------     ❜    silence ,  for  just  a  moment.  there’s  an  expression  of  confusion  &  a  brief  period  of  thought.         then  her  features  rise  with  the  hue  of  realization      ;      an  utter  contrast  of  childlike  delight.       ❛     oh  HAHA  i  get  it  !  because  bison  &   ......   HAHAHA  !  that’s  a  good  one.   ❜   

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*  OLD  MAN  /  jack.

               he  might  have  been  OFFENDED,  had  he  not  valued  her  life  more  than  his  own  –  quick  to  TALK,  but  slow  on  execution,  she’s  not  much  of  a  threat,  so  much  as  she  is  BRATTY;  he  can  handle  bratty.  pistol  doesn’t  sway  from  gloved  fingers,  but  he  doesn’t  make  the  effort  to  SHOOT  (  perhaps  a  mistake  he’ll  regret  later  on,  but  he  doesn’t  believe  in  senseless  murder,  especially  of  a  child  ).

                ❝  actually,  yeah,  ❞  he  snaps  back,  gun  lowered  a  fraction,  to  quell  her  more  than  to  gain  trust.   ❝  been  shot  by  a  lot  of  people,  kids  ain’t  an  exception.  still,  rather  you  didn’t  shoot,  if  it’s  all  the  same  to  you,  kid.  ❞

brows  furrow   &   rapid    beats  of  that  heart  settle  in  her  chest.  perhaps ,  she  thinks ,  there  still  exists  GOOD  PEOPLE  in  this  world.   (   *   excluding  joel   )   the  older  people  are  always  the  most  difficult  to  trust   ------   they’ve  witnessed  it  all.       ❛     i’m  not  even  thinking  about  not  shooting  until  i  don’t  see  that  gun  of  yours.    ❜       stern  yet  again.      the  point  of  her  pistol  directs  to  the  earth’s  surface  before  swiftly  returning  to  the  head.    one  simple  shot.    ONE  SHOT   !    &    a  life  cuts  short.         ❛     drop  it  to  the  ground.  nice  &  easy.     ❜

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*SMUGGLER  /  JOEL.

                ❝  most  people  gave  up  on  silly  things  like  this,  ❞  soft  murmur,  he  thumbs  open  the  well-kept  pages,  vibrant  art  catching  gaze  as  eyes  skim  pages  of  the  comic.   ❝  most  things  got  abandoned  in  the  initial  wave  –  no  one  cared  about  personals,  just  run  and  gun  with  what  you  could  carry  on  your  back.  can’t  imagine  a  time  anymore  where  these  would  mean  much  to  anyone.  ❞

❛   i  can’t  imagine  that.    leaving  your  stuff  behind.   ❜          placed  upon  an  overturned  shelf ,  skimming  through  her  own  version  of  a  ripped  graphic  novel.  pages  STAINED  with  scarlet  to  whom  she  cannot  identify.  sullenly  spoken  :        ❛   ----   i’m  sorry ,  joel.   ❜

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a   shaking   motion   of    the  head  sways  auburn  locks      &      there’s  a  click  of  a  pistol.    a  mustering  smile  before  she  stares  at  him  with  greens  so  FIERCE  !  &  then  speaks  /  speaks  what  her  attitude  already  whispers.         ❛   listen   ....   i  know  you  mean  well  but  i  can  take  care  of  myself.  trust  me.   ❜

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❛      OH     ..  that  one  wasn’t  too  bad.     ❜      she  muses     …    eyes  that  look  up  from  her  work  to  offer  her  a  smile  and  a  glance.          ❛    i  have   one  !      –     i’m  glad  i  learned  sign  language.  it’s  pretty handy.   …    cheesy  i  know.      ❜

❛   oh  hey   ------   i  know  that  one  !   ❜     bubbles  of  laughter  foam  the  throat  &  flow  for  all  to  hear.    such  exaggeration  but  too  such  joy  !    heard  once  before  with  the  same  wondrous  effect.         ❛   c’mon  you  can’t  have  a  go  at  me  when  your  jokes  are  just  as  corny.  what’s  the  tallest  building  in  your  city  ?  the  LIBRARY   ....   because  it  was  the  most  stories.    ❜ 

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❛     YEAH    …    it  definitely  was.   ❜     but  she  can  not  help  but  to  laugh  at  such      …     un-amusing  humor.  if  not  only  to  help  the  ego  of  her  friend.     ❛     do  you  have  anything  else  in  that  little  book  of  yours  ?   ❜

❛   tough  crowd ,  huh  ?  okay ,  okay  ...  i’ll  take  the  challenge.   ❜     she’s  already  flicking  through  pages  whilst  she  converses.   it  appears  as  if  there  is  one  particular  joke  the  girl  seeks     ------     but  a  digit  halts  at  random  text.    utters  ;         ❛     it  was  an  emotional  wedding.  even  the  cake  was  in  TIERS.     ❜ 

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❛     i’m  not  sure.  what  do  you  call  it  ?    ❜      she  asks  if  only  to  give  her  the  amusement;  mind  focus  and  enthralled  with  the  work  in  front  of  her     //    she  briefly  looks  up,  eyes  that  flicker  in  wait  for  the  answer.     ❛     it  better  not  be  something  corny.   ❜

❛   a   CAT  -  astrophe.   ❜       absence  of  sound  &  expressions  intruded  by  disappointment.  a  child  forced  to  age  beyond  her  years  &  yet  YOUTHFULNESS  scars  her  here  ;  manifesting  in  forms  of  pouts  &  falling  shoulders.         ❛     okay  ...  that  sounded  a  lot  better  in  my  head.     ❜

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"Keep moving or you'll die!"

❛   yeah ,  no  shit  !    ❜       confronted  by  a  pack  of  enemies  at  the  heel ,  hurried  shoes  pounding  against  concrete ,   arms  swinging ,   bullets  firing ,   infected  GURGLING ,    &    yet  with  SARCASM  still  upon  that  tongue.             a  DESPERATE  palm  ushers  her  onward     &     increases  speed   ——   she  requires  only  the  sound  of  thundering  steps  &  pants  to  know  he  follows.  one  simple  turn  around    &    a  spark  of  regret.    joel’s  aged  visage  has  wrinkled  into  distress   (  *   or  perhaps   FURY  ?   )    &    behind  that  the  once - humans ,   six  at  least ,   with  but  one  emotion  :  HUNGER.   heart  races   &   so  does  she.   one  bullet  fires.   but  the  focus  is  to  FLEE.    

both  barge  into  the  OUTSIDE   WORLD    !         &        the  older  slams  a  door  with  his  own  body.   breathless ,  he  merely  points  toward  a  heavy  dumpster.  the  two  are  as  one  however.   she  need       not  require  a  single  glance  before  she  can  read  that  mind   ——   that  COMPLEX  mind   ——   to   begin  to  maneuver  the  object.      an  uproar  as  rain  seeps  unto  the  metal     &     above  sounds  of  hideous  babbles ,     he’s   yelling   at   her   to   HURRY ,    calling  her  name ,    growling    &    cussing.   distant  yells  turn  to  nearby  shrieks.      closer   &   closer  !     ‘till  he  moves   &   steel  clashes  against  steel.        there  is  nothing  but  the  sobs  of   the   infected   accompanied  by  balled  fists  BANGING  against  the  material. 

❛     jesus  …  i  think  that  should  hold  them.     ❜      but  not  for  long.  such  words  escape  from  a  PATHETIC  excuse  of  a  smile.        ❛    psh  !  were  you  worried  ?  i  wasn’t  even  worried.  were      you  ?    ❜       but  she  acknowledges  that  stare   &   sweat  pouring  from  both  brows.   cue  a  lengthy  sigh  &  movement  of  hands  unto  hips.       ❛     okay  let’s  not  stay  here  longer  than  we  have  to.  agreed  ?   ❜

MEME.

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horizon zero dawn // inspired starters

❛ you know what? when we met, i thought i was a big shot talking to a pretty girl hidden away in the middle of nowhere. ❜    ❛ try not to forget about me while you’re out there changing the world. ❜   ❛ i’m already under some heavy divine pressure. but i’ll try to live up to it. ❜   ❛ after all that’s happened, all you’ve done…i feel like i should drop to your knees and worship you. ❜ ❛ for you sake, i must go where you will never find me. this is goodbye. ❜   ❛ i’ll always have a minute for you. maybe even two. ❜   ❛ i knew there was something about you. hammered from the stuff they make leaders out of. ❜   ❛ he’s smiling at us. ❜   ❛ i remember yelling that i didn’t care. ❜   ❛ you have to use your smarts to count for something, to serve life, not death. ❜   ❛ if you had had a child, what would you have wished for him or her? ❜   ❛ do you really not hear how ridiculous that sounds?  ❜   ❛ confidence is quiet. you’re not.  ❜   ❛ ha. it was just an instant, but i knew. i knew we’d be forever. ❜   ❛ i’ve done all i can. from here on out, the rest is up to you. ❜   ❛ there’s so much more to discover before the world ends.   ❜   ❛ the way you smiled…i had to look away or you were going to see. on my face. what had just… blossomed inside me, you know? ❜   ❛ as it turned out, it was your world all along. i was merely… trespassing. ❜   ❛ you just can’t leave me alone, can you? ❜   ❛ turn your face to the sun. ❜ ❛ why is it, every time something terrible happens, everyone tells you the worst thing that ever happened to them, as though that makes it easier? ❜   ❛ no —- you don’t need to bow. ❜   ❛ the strength to stand alone is the strength to make a stand. ❜   ❛ what’s that now? don’t like the cold? ❜   ❛ welcome to my ravine of death.  ❜ ❛ keep moving or you’ll die!  ❜         ❛ hey. my eyes are up here.  ❜   ❛ you defeated it…alone?  ❜   ❛ today i speak your name - but will the goddess speak it back? ❜ ❛ you must be humble and respect their power. ❜   ❛ i’m here and wherever you go, i will follow. ❜   ❛ even a king can learn his lesson. ❜   ❛ we can still have a party, right? sure we can. ❜   ❛ what is that on your face? ❜   ❛ the wilds can be dangerous. you need to stay close and do as i say. ❜ ❛ so? what do you say? how about we try and kill each other?  ❜   ❛ you’re still scratched up from the fall you did yesterday. ❜   ❛ what do you think i’m doing? taking a nap?  ❜   ❛ guess we can’t have everything.  ❜   ❛ so that’s what this is? a tantrum? a cry for attention?  ❜   ❛ never celebrate a victory before it’s earned. ❜   ❛ you’re bleeding. let me have a look. ❜   ❛ you’re an idiot. a dangerous idiot..but an idiot.  ❜   ❛ you were only chosen because you were a fool, too stupid to realize you were being used. ❜   ❛ not everyone follows the law like you do. ❜   ❛ take this, to … remember. ❜ ❛ my fight. i can’t ask you to come with me. ❜ ❛ you survived! i thought you were killed. ❜ ❛ we have more important things to do than ask questions.  ❜   ❛ that could be the least creepy thing you’ve said to me.  ❜   ❛ rough going but you survived.  ❜        ❛ this attachment to me will only hold you back. ❜   ❛ you will turn back - or bleed. your choice. ❜   ❛ you can sense it. you already know you’re going to lose. ❜   ❛ i need to catch a breath.  ❜   ❛ you know, i often think of the day i gave you that scar. it’s a cherished memory. ❜   ❛ are you going to shut your mouth? because that would be a surprise. ❜ ❛ it’s time to make your first kill. ❜   ❛ why are you talking like we’ll never see each other again? ❜   ❛ you can be a real lard sometimes. cut it out. ❜   ❛ i’m not afraid of you. i’m not afraid of anything. ❜   ❛ now if you’ll excuse me, i’m going to get some sleep. i plan to be well rested when i run you into the ground tomorrow. ❜ ❛ not all comforts are bad. ❜   ❛ better dead last than dead altogether. ❜   ❛ no witnesses! no survivors! ❜   ❛ are you crazy? you’re going to kill yourself! ❜   ❛ i suppose you leave that part out of the story when you tell it, don’t you? ❜ ❛ ugly and ancient? like your mother? ❜ ❛ to answer for what i’ve done, the lives i’ve ruined? yes. i am ready. ❜   ❛ they can’t shoot if they’re dead. ❜   ❛ hello, old friend. remember me? ❜ ❛ i’m more than a threat. ❜    ❛ i don’t think either you or i are ready for that. at least not yet. ❜   ❛ i’ll take that lunch. alone. ❜   ❛ i could use someone like you by my side. ❜      ❛ we still have so much to discuss. so much you never revealed. ❜ ❛ you’re lucky i happened by. one half a heart beat more, and that creature would’ve torn you in half. ❜  ❛ i crave vengeance, do you? ❜ ❛ a bold claim. i wonder if you’ll live up to it. ❜   ❛ hmm. i love your hair. ❜   ❛ still alive. good. i have a more suitable death for you in mind. ❜   ❛ knowledge has its rewards, don’t you think? ❜ ❛ he was a better man than what you’d ever hope to be! ❜   ❛ i’ll remember those words when i watch your corpse burn. whatever’s left of it. ❜   ❛ i will not be worshiped! i don’t belong to you! ❜ ❛ impossible. i am chosen. this was not meant to be! ❜ ❛ you don’t approve? well, i have a secret for you. neither do i. ❜   ❛ well, to start, you’re strong, shrewd and capable.  ❜   ❛ we must be patient. change doesn’t come in a sunrise.  ❜   ❛ they tried to break me. shows what they know. ❜   ❛ i should have been with you. why didn’t you come for me? ❜   ❛ may the dawn find you, the day warm you, and the dusk have light to guide your path.  ❜   ❛ the better man is the one who doesn’t end up with their steaming guts on the ground. ❜ ❛ once one threat is dealt with, another one looms. ❜ ❛ if i live or die, they’ll call my name. ❜   ❛ i don’t usually fight if i don’t have to, but if i have to, i want to. ❜   ❛ we’ve only met a few times and yet you know me so well. ❜   ❛ i thought you just wanted tea and conversation. ❜   ❛ i wasn’t expecting to find a half clad soldier singing like a drunk.  ❜     ❛ you don’t hear me laughing.  ❜ ❛ i came prepared. have arrows enough to take down armies. ❜   ❛ it’s settled. i’ll fight by your side. my only request. ❜   ❛ the wrongness here jags at me like a ❜   ❛ tomorrow, may the sun rise on a better world. ❜       ❛ you can’t ask me to stand by and watch. not when i have the power. ❜     ❛ this isn’t home anymore. ❜   ❛ my will is like the oldest ice! ❜   ❛ your whole life was a failure, and soon no one will even remember you. ❜      ❛ will change happen, if men continue to live in palaces? ❜   ❛ i did say not to break anything, didn’t i?  ❜ ❛ you should sleep, if sleep comes.  ❜         ❛ i kept thinking of the moment my knife pierced your throat. one twist, a simple tug of the blade, and you would bleed out. ❜   ❛ how can you sleep, with a weight like that pressing on you? ❜   ❛ i’m not here to intrigue you. ❜   ❛ no more playing around. you’re going to have to grow up. ❜ ❛ no rest for the weary, huh? ❜   ❛ don’t worry. i’ll be there for you. ❜   ❛ to say you have my gratitude feels woefully insignificant. ❜  

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❛   i  don’t  get  it.    ❜       a  scarred  brow  knits  unto  its  twin  as  she  sits  ‘pon  a  desk.  to  think  !  this  library  was  once  bustling  with  numerous  bookworms    (    *    having  to  be  silent ,  joel  had  said    )  crowding  around  shelves  readying  for  a  new  adventure.   an  imaginative ,  YOUTHFUL  mind ,  &  yet  it’s  a  scene  she  cannot  capture.      ❛     —   twenty  years  ago   ...   you  know ,   when  the  whole  thing  happened  ...  did  people  really  have  no  clue  ?  the  infection  must’ve  spread  fast.     ❜

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❛   put  the  FUCKING  gun  down  !    ❜       here  emerges  a  petite  form  from  shadow  ;  a  little  girl  with  a  carving  of  a  pistol      ,         aimed  toward  the  vulnerable  section  where  a  HEART  lurks  beneath  skin.   SHOOT  FIRST  !     ask  questions  later.    she  is  creating  a   stern  ol’  expression   ----   but  the  trigger  is  never  pressured.      ❛     ---   ever  been  shot  by  a  ‘  kid  ’  before  ?    ❜

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To the edge of the universe and back. Endure and survive.

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❛   hey   ----   now  this  one’s  a  GOOD  one.    ❜       already  is  there  a  smile  teasing  at  the  curves  of  roseate  lines    &    laughter  bubbling  at  the  throat.     she  must  halt  for  a  moment ,  a  single  arm  clenching  ‘round  her  waist  to  CONTAIN  chuckles      ------      &      then  raises  for  a  SINGLE  digit   to   point.          words   much   calmer   than   expression   :           ❛   what  do  you  call  a  group  of  unorganized  cats  ?    ❜ 

@osavior  /  💕

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anywy  i  have  like  8  followers  but   like  this  for  a  starter   when  i’m  ready  !!