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She hates Election day. Only because technically, Keira can't vote.

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Pours a drink. " Good luck, to everyone, but we all know whose bringing it all home. "

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No you don't understand I need to see him crawling, covered in blood, horrifically injured, and traumatized

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What I need rn

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What does Keira want for her birthday?

For her country to not be on the verge of societal collapse.

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Prompt #1070

"Sorry I tried to kill you."

"It's fine, but next time you should try harder."

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big flaw: american

Name Keira's flaws.

❝ Better to be American than British.❞

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❝ I naturally run warm, you don't have to worry about me. ❞ It came from a place of love ; to be curious of her wellbeing. Arms instinctively wrap around the other, tugging him closer to gain benefit of not only her warmth, but the security of the blanket still wrapped around them.

Never did he need to ask for permission to relax into her, it was an open invitation at any time of his choosing. Keira would never deny him the comfort of her company, she wouldn't deny him in general, that was a pure benefit of their friendship. Always the overthinker, suppose it was a relief that she was the type to do little things without needing to be asked. ❝ Plenty, but you're the priority here.❞

Oh, thank God. She knows him, knows exactly what he had been trying to ask — He still wears that embarrassed, vaguely guilty look as she strokes back his hair, but when she settles in beside him tense shoulders slowly begin to relax. He shifts to give her more blanket, turning himself a little closer to her. She is warm, but more than that, it's just nice having some contact with the people he loves the most.

"Are you warm enough?" He asks, too, looking up slightly to her. They fit so nicely together, brother-and-sister but oceans apart— it's comforting, truly. That tension is back in Fannar's muscles, however, as he tries to gauge if it is alright he gets any closer to her, or relaxes into their embrace. He'd like to properly relax into her side, curl up and just chill out for a while. They've done it before, and yet here he is; always the overthinker, this one. "Have you got enough blanket?"

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"♦" .

The first word that comes to mind. || @ehrendame

❝ Stubborn, but I don't mean that in a bad way. ❞ Keira knew better than to insult someone she considered a close friend ; she couldn't help the smile on her lips as she leaned forward. Balancing her elbows on her lap with her chin pressed in the palms of her hands.

❝ Trying to get that girl to do anything is a challenge.~ ❞

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Look into Keira's memories.

DECEMBER 7TH, 1941. PEARL HARBOR NAVAL BASE. HONOLULU, HAWAI'I.

A day that will live in infamy.

It'd be foolish to believe the atrocities of the East could find their way to the shores of the West. With Japan's most recent invasion of China, following the massacre of Nanjing, it was becoming evident that their thirst for dominance in the Pacific would not rest. Emily had not been convinced that the Japanese would dare attack her land, her people. No one would be that idiotic, to attack a small base on a group of islands with no defense, could they?

Emily had arrived early that morning for routine inspection of the harbor. She drank coffee with the men still awake on base & played rounds of cards until shift change ; these were her men. Men who served proudly & would die for the privilege to see their children & their children's children to know what peace was.

The attacks happened just before 8am.

Many recalled hearings of a thunderclap in the sky as incoming warplanes from the Japanese Imperial Army bombed the base with torpedoes. It wouldn't take long for the alarms to ring out ; signaling a surprise attack that brought many of the men to action - but could do nothing but watch as their brothers in arms were bombed by the enemy & tossed into the water below like rag dolls.

USS ArIzona was the first ship to go down ; crippling her ammunition magazine & exploding from impact. A thousand men sent to their deaths, trapped inside a burning ship with no way out.

Three-hundred planes & twenty ships had been destroyed. Two thousand men perished, thousands more were injured. Aiding those who were injured, ensuring their safety as aid arrived when all had settled had been a personal priority. The ones who survived were in more need than the ones still submerged in water ; their fates already sealed. Suppose it could have been a much worse turn out had most of the ships had left for Midway & Wake Islands to support deployed troops. They were lucky, but it couldn't be said for others.

Never mind the burning sensation along her back, seeping into her nerves, she remained composed. Casualties were common in times of war ; Emily never suspected the carnage to come to her despite the urge to remain outside of another conflict despite her allies falling into the hands of a common enemy. Peace & neutrality was never an option.

The goal of the attack was to cripple the Pacific fleet ; but their victory would be short lived. Battleships, while useful, weren't the important vessels but rather the Aircraft Carriers. In their desperation to destroy the American spirit, the Japanese failed to take into consideration of the oil storage, submarine docks & shipyards had remained intact.

If it is war the Japanese Imperial Army wanted, then it is war they shall certainly have.

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Send 📼 to see an early childhood memory of my muse’s

If you can’t see the symbol, send ‘cassette’!

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Pirate Tower at Victoria Beach in Laguna Beach, California. 

One of the most beautiful things to do in Orange County!

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i have a PhD in getting myself into really bad situations 

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The first word that comes to mind. || @islandiis

❝ Polite, ❞ She answers, smiling as her arms move to cross over her chest. ❝ He's always been the type to think of how others perceive him & tries his best to keep everyone happy. It's sweet, really. ❞

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Suppose it comes from a place of love & genuine concern ; to be protective of the people who she allowed to cross very secure boundaries. To be observant & hyper-aware of the needs of others, even when they claim to be alright, a flaw in her design but she honours like a badge. For Fannar, she'd always be that support from the sidelines ; anything he ever needs, she'll provide to the best of her ability.

❝ Can't get warm, huh? ❞ She teases, hand reaching forward to brush his bangs from his field of vision. It's a silent language, his shyness paired with her sensitivity, an odd combination that just seems to work purely for them. He needn't ask, Keira took the subtle signs & sat beside him. Gently pulling the other end of the blanket & wrapping it around her shoulders. The benefits of being a human furnace, Keira rarely became cold, it would have been rude not to share the blessing.

❝ Here, you can have some of my warmth. ❞

@islandiis from x

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It became commonplace for Keira. To show up unannounced & enter one's home when she was well aware that she should have knocked ; but suppose those formalities lose themselves when they've been friends for a long while. ❝ Hey sunshine. ❞ Keira made herself comfortable, staring up at Resi with a small smile. Sure, she felt a little guilty for disrupting what seemed to be a time of relaxation for her ; though from what she sees, it didn't seem as though it bothered her.

❝ Yeah, I was in the country & I figured I'd stop by. Doing anything important that I should give you time with? ❞

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