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attackcopterblog · 9 months ago
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ALPHA FOXTROT ANNOUNCES THE AF911 ROMULUS ENTERS PRE ORDER PHASE
Alpha Foxtrot has announced the double stack 9mm AF1911 Romulus pistol has entered into pre-order phase. Alpha Foxtrot states “The 100% American made AF1911 Romulus 9mm double stack is available for pre-order from Mainstreet Guns and Range, 405 Killian Hill Rd. NW. in Lilburn Georgia. This a local event and I have a sample pistol to shoot July 20th and the 21st. Romulus, the legendary founder…
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mars-ipan · 5 months ago
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kilo yankee sierra
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oolathurman · 2 years ago
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calpalsworld · 1 year ago
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does anyone ever struggle with making the same character over and over again
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mercuriallily · 8 months ago
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Not the person on the phone saying i for eye
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t0xicbimb0 · 2 years ago
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Generation Alpha Goes to the academy!
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Hello! Yesterday Foxtrot Academy opened its doors for generation alpha to begin their educational journey.
Ambrose, Annie, Alonzo, Alex and Adeline all moved into Greer Hall. (I renamed the building since stream. Growing up Greer Childers' fitness videos had me in a chokehold lol) This building focuses on those who have a passion for fitness and focused intense breathing. This is the only building other than the old Jackson House, which remains uninhabited, the academy could get finished in time for the Summer season.
Right away Alonzo and Adeline felt at home being the fitness sims of the group. They both declared Mathematics as their majors. Those two are not twins but they definitely do everything together. Alex and Annie later on during freshman year declared their majors as Literature and Political Science respectively. Ambrose didn't declare his major until sophomore year as Drama.
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Ambrose has been worried about Annie, his best friend, over the past couple of years. He hopes she heals from what her parents have put her through. He couldn't imagine if his parents acted as if nothing was wrong. He definitely hates that his dad is involved in another Black Mesa scandal. They became so close by bonding over being subjected to family turmoil and their identities.
Ambrose met Dongsol (who will be renamed to Ian Gunn depending on how their involvement in the store develops) as he was walking by the dorm, 3 bolts! They ended up having a great date. Ambrose was super excited to finally meet someone to be romantic with since he didn't have options back in high school. He even scored a kiss.
Although he failed the first year he ended up being selected to be the RA at the new dorm; Dali Hall the academy finally finished for the fall terms.
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Annie's lingering feelings for Alonzo were addressed. She asked him to talk to her on the dorm sofa after everyone went to bed. She has been struggling with the complications of her parents' marriage. The stress she has gone through has caused her to develop commitment issues. She loves Alonzo. But, she doesn't believe anyone can fully commit. Ask her mom who's having an affair with her dad's best friend or her dad who is having an affair with his boss.
Alonzo and Annie ended up hooking up in the photo booth at the eerie park in front of Greer Hall the evening before their freshman exam. They haven't talked about where their relationship is going since.
Annie and Alex developed crushes on each other after an acr interaction. This made them go from negative chemistry to positive chemistry. Similar to what happened with Alonzo in high school. They had a dream date where Alex asked her to be his girlfriend. She let him down gently.
Annie felt so confused between ignoring her underlying issues, alonzo and alex she failed her sophomore final. Luckily, she has another chance since her spiel to the academy advisors was well perceived. She was granted 50,000 to start her very own chapter of Alpha Gamma.
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Alex wanted to reinvent himself for the academy. He let his hair grow to get his iconic cheetah mohawk. His relationship with the other Alphas was nonexistent in high school so he wanted to make an impression. Sure, painting is his passion but he's going to the academy to learn. Literature is what he decided he should focus on while he painted during his freetime.
Alex began to feel guilt for telling his mother about Cal's genealogy. He knows his mother isn't going to stop at getting custody of Celia. The stress and disconnect from literature caused him to fail freshman year. Raven Sauce turned up at the dorm to tell him she's going there in the fall. He may have only went out with her once but he still has feelings for her and was excited to have her close by . Annie and him also had a moment together but he is unsure where that is going to go if anywhere since she didn't want to be his girlfriend. He thought he did enough to finally pass freshman year but Alex ended up being expelled from the academy. He took out a 25,000 loan to get a house because he couldn't bring himself to ask his dad for help and wants to keep his distance from his mom if he can help it.
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Alonzo was surprised when Annie kinda pushed herself on him. He knew they had a little past from high school but he didn't realize she cared about him like that. He fell in love with her and failed his exam that was a few hours later. His head became mush. He wonders if they'll go out now or just leave that night as one to remember in the past. He knows Annie better than anyone. She's jaded. He saw her hanging out with Alex in a more intimate fashion so he's leaving it up to her. He loves her and will regardless of what Annie decides to do.
He was able to pass freshman year and remains in Greer Hall with his other best friend, his sister. Since his sister couldn't meet standards last term he will be the only RA of Greer Hall. He's hoping the incoming Beta generation will be needing help with their college assignments.
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Adeline kept to herself most of the rotation. While her friends were busy mingling, she remained focused on fitness and her studies. Even though she did end up falling short the last semester leaving her on academic probation. She may have let her loyalty to her brother run a little too deep.
She's been thinking about what she wants to do after the academy. A gym that focuses on aquatic fitness seems to be the direction she's headed. She wants to bring up her vision to Alonzo so he can be her business partner.
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riflebrass · 9 months ago
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India
Foxtrot
Yankee
Oscar
Uniform
Charlia
Alpha
November
Romeo
Echo
Alpha
Delta
Tango
Hotel
India
Alpha
Yankee
Oscar
Uniform
Alpha
Romeo
Echo
Alpha
Mike
Alpha
Sierra
Sierra
India
Victor
Echo
Foxtrot
Alpha
Golf
Golf
Oscar
Tango
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mocktortis · 5 months ago
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can't wait to name myself Alpha.
if you're transgender and need name ideas, may I direct you toward the nato alphabet because like. delta? november?? echo?? romeo is like the butchest name. please consider foxtrot. being named whiskey would be cool as hell. I know multiple transmascs who were a bit too into english lit and are named victor now. I've met people named sierra who were trans in every direction. maybe don't name yourself golf
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pia55tri · 30 days ago
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i told myself i would have some 5581 fic finished and posted before the first race this year, but lmao, , , anyway have some snippets in case i never finish them :')
2015
The pit stop is a disaster. It’s only his first race, so he tries to be polite on the radio when he asks his race engineer to tell the team to hurry up. He can’t see the time, but he can feel the seconds ticking away in his insides. It’s over 20 seconds, now, for certain. Fuck. Fuck. He’s already slipped two places, lacking the pace against the more established teams’ car and even Red Bull Racing’s own car. But fuck. He needs a good showing. Needs to be able to look his father in the eye after the race and tell him that it was all worth it.
wag/hab/pro golfer carlos au
“I just think you’re brilliant,” he says, with his big brown doe eyes and plush lips pulled into a smile. Like he means it. Oscar doesn’t know what to do with that. He continues earnestly, “I believe that you’re going great places. That you’ll be a Formula One World Champion someday.”
Oscar laughs. “Yeah? You know a thing about World Champions?”
The outrageously handsome man smiles wider, looking even more outrageously handsome. Oscar wants to file a complaint to God Himself for sculpting him. “You could say that.”
Foxtrot Oscar
“You’re a natural,” he says kindly. And Oscar just purses his lips and nods. He doesn’t know what else to say. If he opens his mouth he might go, I know you, Lieutenant Carlos Sainz Jr.
alpha/alpha au
Oscar doesn’t dream very often. He was one of those children who didn’t have the most proliferant imaginations. In fact, all his play had something to do with cars, which worked just as well for Oscar.
But anyway. Dreams.
He didn’t have them.
Now, he dreams of gasoline and fire, and a heat in his mouth.
He knows, intimately, what — who — is plaguing his sleep. It’s terrible. It’s awful. It’s so embarrassing that he can’t tell his mandated therapist about it. He can’t even file a report for harassment or something along those lines.
He just has to live with it, and the taste of his scent in the back of his throat, and big brown eyes in his head.
accidental baby acquisition, single dad/race engineer oscar au
Carlos is driving them back. The baby is sleeping, thankfully, in the backseat in the seat the hospital staff so kindly had given them. A Ferrari isn’t really a family car, but his Golf’s all the way in Madrid. “Have you told your parents?”
Oscar is looking out the window. His eyes slip shut.
“No,” he admits. He’s gotten used to the independence of life in Europe. Used to not needing to ask his parents for permission for every little thing he does. But this baby… she isn’t a little thing. She’s huge. Suddenly the largest thing in the world, his heaviest responsibility.
“Your sister might come back for…” Carlos trails off, like he doesn’t want to say it. And Oscar knows what it is.
He shudders. Winter in Maranello in his chest.
“She won’t.” His sister isn’t the type to turn back on her decisions. And even if she tried… “I won’t let her.”
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glacierclear · 10 months ago
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You have a post on Twitter saying that the foxtrot game would be coming out next year set for a few years ago. Is stuff still happening with that? (Also you're one of my favorite, not safe for work and monster artists and your is really inspiring in terms of just getting me into drawing again as well as just decent anatomy reference I love your stuff)
hello!!! :33 yes we are still working on it. i never really stated a proper "release date" really ,,, i merely intended on starting it haha. i'm not entirely sure when it will properly release...that thing happened that inevitably happens on indie projects where the scope and vision changed a lot and we're adding more features than i originally planned for :) which is good! but also. .... it's taking longer.... but, i'm really crossing my fingers that we release a playable alpha demo this year!!! and then it'll be a slow road to a potential kickstarter if the demo is received well!!! :) i should honestly post more things about it but i forget to post updates and worry that sharing too much is a bad habit ... (which is not true at all)
ALSO THANK YOU FOR THE COMPLIMENT!! i'm glad i can inspire you :) lets hold hands and draw together in spirit!!!!
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slumbrr-asks · 2 months ago
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what does F1 and all that stand for in the AU?
It stands for the team name. F = Foxtrot, A = Alpha, B = Bravo, etc. It follows the NATO alphabet. The number (as explained in chapter 2) stands for how many times a team member got replaced in the team aka. death.
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idontknowreallywhy · 6 months ago
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WIP-just-because-it’s-the-first-thing-longer-than-a-sentence-I’ve-written-in-a-week…
If this ever makes it into the story, it’s a long way ahead. But as a wise nut once said, inspiration is inspiration and I need to kickstart the muse somehow…
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They both fell silent as the plane approached the border. Estera felt the jet shudder slightly as Scott shifted the power to the VTOL engines and hovered in mid air above the invisible line that marked the threshold between There and everywhere else.
“Border Control. Please confirm your identity and purpose in the Democratic Republic of Bereznik.”
She bit her lip against the rush of nausea The voice wasn’t unfriendly - there was no reason for it to be. This was peacetime. It had been so for eight years. And yet the inflection… hearing the words of her native language in that accent was never going to be comfortable. Scott’s reply, though acceptably fluent Polish, was equally accented but unsurprisingly she found the American twang far easier to stomach than the other.
“This is Tango-Tango-Golf-Two-Seven-One-Bravo, arriving in accordance with registered flight plan One-Seven-Zero-Eight-Six-Two-Foxtrot-One-Alpha. Request permission to proceed.”
There was a pause. Estera realised she was holding her breath but found she couldn’t remember how to breathe. Wasn’t that supposed to be automatic?
She turned her head to check on Scott, who, aroused by the movement from whatever thoughts had been occupying him looked back and gave what was clearly intended to be a calm, encouraging little smile.
The mask was on. Most people would have been fooled by it. But she saw the tension in his jaw, the complete absence of lines on his forehead or at the corners of his eyes which proved how hard he was concentrating on keeping his emotions off his face.
She reached over and rested her fingertips on the back of his left hand, whether primarily to ground him or herself she couldn’t be sure. She was finally able to release the breath she was holding as she felt his tendons relaxing the vice grip on the controls. He covered her hand with his right, squeezed a little and seemed on the point of speaking but jumped back to attention as the official voice interrupted
“Thank you Tango-Tango-Golf-Two-Seven-One-Bravo, you are clear to proceed. Have a safe journey.”
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darling-heffron · 3 months ago
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Hey look at me remembering to post on a Saturday!! I think this is my favourite moodboard I have made, I do love a pinterest hunt for certain pics I have in mind (no one look at my search history). Sol and I have been super busy so we have kinda lost momentum with writing. (Writing blocks have me in a slump 😫) Please enjoy this chapter!! Love you guys xx
Sol ☀️ and Esra ✨
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Chapter Eleven: Sleepless Nights of Sam
Sam’s POV:
“Abby, no-don’t.” Sam called out as she made her way towards the girl who turned around to smile at her. 
It played in slow motion, her boot finally coming in contact with the ground before a blast of light and heat knocked Sam back. 
The blonde lay on the ground gasping for air that wasn’t making its way into her lungs. The ringing was all she could hear, she couldn’t force her limbs to move as she stared up at the sky that now was slowly filling with smoke.   
Finally she was able to fill her lungs and make enough sense of the situation to sit up. That’s when her hearing started to fade in again. It was filled with screams of agony. 
Sam got to her feet and stumbled towards the scene that played in front of her. She made her way closer to the hazy mass that laid on the floor. As she walked she tripped on a solid object causing her to fall to her knees. Sam glanced down and let out a gasp of horror, it wasn’t an object that had tripped her, but someone’s unattached leg. She leapt away from it, then she rushed forward. It was the mass on the ground that screamed with such pain it caused Sam’s heart to squeeze in agony. 
“Help me!” It was Abby, her voice was unmistakable. “Please, help me!” She continued to beg as Sam arrived at her side. 
“Oh, fuck.” The blonde mumbled taking in her comrades' appearance. Abby had been halved literally. 
The place where the rest of her legs should’ve resided now was empty. Pools of blood gathered beneath her, she choked and spluttered on the crimson that filled her throat. 
Sam gathered the girl into her arms. “Base, base, this is Foxtrot Alpha, we’ve been hit. I repeat we’ve been hit. One casualty. Position outer edge, I repeat our position is outer edge. We need medical immediately. Over.” The girl hastily reported the information into the radio fastened to her shoulder.   
“Rodger, Foxtrot Alpha. ETA 10 minutes. Over.” The radio crackled back. 
“Base, base, we need more urgent care, send in a bird. Over.” Sam debated.  
“No can do, FA, we can’t reveal our position. Over.” The man replied. 
“We just got fucking blown up, our position has already been revealed!” Sam yelled down the receiver. The radio didn’t answer back. 
The blonde quickly got to work tourniqueting both of Abby’s legs to slow the blood loss. 
“Sam. I’m cold.” The girl didn’t move but her hand reached out trying to find the older blonde. Sam made her way back to her side, there was nothing else medically she could do for her. She again bundled the girl into her lap and stroked her hair. 
“Everything is fine, Abby. They’ll be here soon.” She tried to reassure the young girl. 
“I’m tired.” The brunette whispered, her eyes fluttering closed. 
“No, no. Abby, you have to stay awake. Look at me, open your eyes and look at me.” Sam begged her hand gently tapping the girl’s cheek to keep her attention. 
“Sam?” Abby asked gently. 
“Yeah, what is it?” The older girl leant down to hear her better. 
Abby reached up and with shaky fingers pulled her dog tags from inside her top. “Can you give this to my Mum? Tell her I love her, ok?” Tears rolled down her cheeks and into her hair. 
“Abby, you give it to her yourself when you get home.” Sam shook her head and pushed away the necklace she offered her.  
“You and I both know that isn’t going to happen.” Abby smiled weakly. A whimper escaped Sam’s lips. 
“It’s ok Sam.” The dying girl reassured the older woman. “How could we have known?” 
Somehow the girl had read Samantha’s mind, it was her patrol that she was supposed to do, but Abby had offered instead, and she let her. Sam let her go, knowing it was her responsibility. It was her fault that the girl now lay in the middle of an abandoned town halfway across the world from her home dying.
“I’m glad it was me.” Abby’s bloodied hand reached up to rub away the tears that had escaped Sam’s eyes without her knowing. “Tell my mum, ok, you tell her she was my last thought.” 
“Sam!!” The blonde was shaken awake. A gasp left her lips as she sat bolt upright. 
“Are you ok?” A concerned looking Mars knelt beside her, “You were screaming in your sleep.” 
The older girl must’ve fallen asleep completely, she hadn’t had that dream in years. Sam clutched at her racing heart. 
“Bad dream. Sorry I didn’t mean to wake you.” She apologised noting it was still dark out, the fire was in its last stages of life, so it must’ve been early morning. 
“You’ve never had a bad dream before.” Mars whispered, she had woken up in a panic hearing the cries of the older girl. 
“Cause I don’t sleep.” Sam confessed. The younger girl’s brows furrowed in concern. 
“Like ever? How are you alive?” Mars asked scooting closer so the two could whisper. 
The taller girl let out a sigh before replying, “My mum left when I was five, I stopped being able to fall completely asleep. Any noise would wake me, it could have been the quietest noise but I would still hear it.” 
Mars laid her hand on her friend's knee and nodded, signalling for her to continue. 
“I would wake when my father would get home. It was like clock work, my body would jolt me awake at the sound of his keys in the door. From then on I never fell deeply asleep. That’s why we never did watches, cause I knew if I heard something I would wake up.” Sam dragged her hand down her face.
“When I was little, if I ever fell into a deep sleep it would be plagued with gruesome nightmares, things that haunted me, my biggest fears.” The older girl admitted. She had never told anyone about her sleeping habits or the terrible nightmares she suffered from. 
“My brain protects me and never lets me sleep fully.” Sam had been through enough trauma in her life to make the nightmares she had the worst, worse than any horror movie she had ever watched. Her experiences were far more terrifying.  
“Who’s Abby?” Mars asked in a soft tone, craning her neck down trying to see the older girl’s face in the dim light of the morning.
“I’ll tell you another time.” 
Mars didn’t push, this was the most the older girl had ever shared about her past, and though it was awful to hear, Mars was glad she felt safe enough to let her in. 
“Get some sleep before we have to be up again.” Sam nudged Marleen back to her own bed and tucked her in when she lay down. 
“Will you sleep?” The younger girl asked, peering her head out from her blanket. 
“See you in the morning, Bam.” And with that the older girl rolled over and laid down. She waited for Marleen to fall back to sleep before she slipped out of the tent. 
Samantha prodded the dying fire with a stick, there was no chance of her lying back down and trying to rest, she had had enough excitement for one night. 
“Can’t sleep?” A voice pulled her from her thoughts. She whipped around readying herself for a fight. 
“Woah! It’s just me.” Shifty held out his hand showing he meant no harm. 
“Sorry, force of habit.” The girl excused her jumpy nature. The young man sat himself beside Sam, not close enough that they were touching, but not far enough away she didn’t feel his warmth. 
“Why are you up?” Sam asked him. 
“Someone wouldn’t quit snoring.” He gestured his head backwards towards the tent that him and Lip shared. Loud growling noises came from inside the shelter. “I mean, is he starting a car?” 
Sam couldn’t help but laugh, it did sound exactly like an old car failing to rev to life. 
“Plus I heard some commotion coming from over your way.” Shifty looked back over to the tent where Sam had left the flap open a tad to see in and make sure Mars was ok. 
“Sorry, that would’ve been me.” Sam went back to prodding the fire with her stick, her knees curled up into her chest as she rested her chin on them. 
“It’s ok, no one really sleeps well now.” Shifty grabbed his own stick as she shuffled around the hot coals mimicking the girl he sat beside. “I’m used to it though. Reminds me of hunting trips with my Dad. You never really slept the best, always had an ear out for the creatures.”
There was a beat of silence between the pair. Before Sam worked up the courage to ask. 
“Where is your Dad?” She didn’t want it to be bad news but the way the young man spoke about him with such love she wanted to know more. 
She watched as Shifty’s smile faded and she cursed silently under her breath. Nice one Sam.
“I didn’t get home in time. I was driving to get him. I had everything packed and ready, the car was fueled, all I needed was him. Then when I got home I looked everywhere. Last place I looked I found him. Maybe if I had looked there first I could’ve got to him in time. But he was much older than the other parents. I was an accident, a happy one, but still not planned.”
“All that hunting had got to his hearing, why he was always so strict with us kids about wearing our protection. I guess he didn’t hear it coming. The beast had slaughtered him from behind, ripped his neck clean open, killed him in the process. He didn’t even come back as one of them. I didn’t really have time to mourn cause the beast tried to come for me next, I fought him off but then.” Shifty swallowed. 
“Then Mama got home from school, she was a teacher, she came out back and called for us. Distracted the thing and it charged for her. And I missed, the one shot I should’ve never failed, and I missed. It got her, and then-” He quickly wiped away the tears that streaked down his cheeks. 
“I didn’t have the heart. That was my Mama. I couldn’t bring myself to hurt her, even if it wasn’t her anymore. So I left. The car didn’t last long, everyone else was driving like crazy, caused me to be run off the road. Grabbed what I could carry and now here I am.” 
“I’m so sorry, Shifty.” The man seemed so lovely and sweet, Sam felt awful making him relive that day. 
“I’m sure everyone has had a pretty awful time.” The young man sniffed. “I’m just glad I found those guys.” 
“Yeah, they seem nice.” Sam nodded. 
They fell back into comfortable silence until the sun rose fully, and the birds in the trees chirped loudly. 
The rest of the group slowly made their way from their tents. Everyone packed down quickly and ate before they were off moving again. 
Moving through the Susquehannock state forest wasn’t easy, thankfully Shifty seemed to know the woods well. The terrain was difficult and treacherous at times, there were pros and cons to this. It meant no one else was up there with them, but it was hard work and dangerous. The days were long, climbing up and down steep hills and fighting through thick bush that had never been trekked before. 
It took them longer than it would’ve to go around the state forest, but this offered them safety in a way. 
The weather was unpredictable as well, the mountains were high and when a storm moved in it was fast and vicious. Often the group was caught unawares, scrambling for cover from the weather. 
But Shifty was able to lead them through the state forest, stopping them from getting lost multiple times in the dense brush that had them turned around. 
“Girls!” Lip called to the two ladies who walked ahead of the group. Mars paused her conversation to turn and look over her shoulder, Lip was signalling for them to stop. 
Mars and Sam made their way back towards the group which had paused. 
“Everyone alright?” Marleen asked as her eyes scanned over the men, looking for any signs of distress. 
“We’re pretty low on supplies, we'll need to make a stop in the next city if we can.” Shifty said. 
It took less than a day to trek to Emporium, so they had an hour or two to search the town for supplies. Food and water were always the first priority- anything else was a bonus. 
The five of them managed to clear several abandoned buildings, but only found a few odd cans of food and a single bottle of water. 
The light was fading and the decision was made to set up camp in an empty house. 
“You guys get some sleep first, Sam and I will take the first watch.” Marleen offered up, she took note of the annoyed look Sam shot her but chose to ignore it. 
The girls took their post in the living room while the three men chose to sleep in one of the bedrooms, leaving the other empty. 
“So…” Marleen prompted her friend. Sam kept silent, giving her a blank look.
“What do you think of them?” Mars continued after realising Sam wasn’t planning on starting up a conversation. Before the older woman could answer, Marleen spoke up again, “They’re pretty cool, right?” 
Samantha shrugged which caused her younger companion to roll her eyes in jest. 
“I know you don’t like people-“ Mars scooted across the couch so she sat directly next to Sam, “But I think we should stay with them.” Her voice was soft like she was testing the boundaries. 
Mars noticed Sam’s facial expression twist and quickly added, “I know Denver, he’s a good guy! Plus Lip and Shifty are both really smart. We probably wouldn't have made it through that forest without them.” Her words tumbled out in one breath. 
“Okay.”
“Wait, I really think- uh wha… did you just say okay?” Her mouth hung open. Mars was expecting more of a fight from her tall friend. She wanted so badly to follow up with a whole bunch of questions but didn’t want Sam to change her mind or take it back so she did her very best to stay quiet. 
“These guys are…decent.” Sam managed to say, straining as if the words hurt to say. 
“Woah, was that a compliment?” Marleen teased, grinning at Samantha.
The older girl turned her head away to hide the smallest of smiles from her easily excitable friend. 
Was this a new leaf the older girl had turned?
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Morning broke over the small town, the girls both rose with the sun. It had become their new norm. 
The boys had already packed since they were on the later watch together. 
“You girls ready?” Shifty poked his head into the room the pair occupied.  
“We sure are, Shifty!” Mars replied every so cheerily. 
“Well isn’t someone chipper for a 6 o’clock start.” The young man noted, sending a bright smile back to the petite girl who grinned up at him. Her smile was infectious. 
“Yeah, too happy.” Sam observed, looking over the suspiciously joyful blonde, “What’s got you so excited?” 
“Nothing!” Mars’ high pitched sing-songy voice told the older girl otherwise. But the younger of the two kept her mouth shut about what had made her so excited. 
“Just excited for a brand new day.” The girl bounced to her feet. As the older one groaned. 
“Don’t go all disney princess on me Bam, I think that may actually kill me!” Sam mocked being stabbed in the heart, letting her eyes roll back in her head and she stuck her tongue out to the side. 
Mars swatted the older girl. “Sam! Don’t” The young girl pretended to do CPR on the tall lady. 
“You guys are on a new level of strange.” Shifty laughed at the pair's antics.  
“We need more supplies, we hardly got any from this town.” The trio had walked into Lip complaining as he rummaged through his gear. 
“I agree.” Bull nodded, his head lifted as the group entered the once nicely furnished lounge that now was a wreck. 
“Girls, how did you sleep?” Denver asked. 
“Very well, Denver!” Mars skipped over to him as she slung her arm around his shoulders, he knelt on the ground so the short girl was able to reach them. If he was standing she would’ve had to jump. 
“We think we should stop at the next town over. We barely got enough to last us more than a few days.” Lipton shared his thoughts with the group. 
“I think so too.” Sam nodded, they had only been able to obtain one bottle of water that was not going to last very long. They needed to restock. 
The next town over was Johnsonburg, 30 miles away, they would be able to make it to the edge of town by nightfall.
After an 11 hour walk they had made it to the outskirts of Johnsonburg. Mars perched on a flat log that laid on the ground. 
“Will we set up camp and go in tomorrow?” She asked as she took a sip from her bottle. The group had moved relatively fast and she was tired. 
“I think that’s best.” Lip stood beside her looking out into the distance. “We don’t want to be tired going into the town. Best we get some shut eye and food into us. Then tomorrow we take Johnsonburg.” Lipton propped his foot on top of the log that Mars sat on, he looked like an explorer, with his hands on his hips and a tall stance. 
“Ok Christopher Columbus, cool it.” Sam had arrived behind the pair. Lipton laughed at Sam’s comparison. 
“Let’s get a small fire started.” Bull announced sending everyone to work. 
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“Shifty, is it clear your way?” Sam asked as she glanced around her corner trying to find any signs of life or death. 
“Yeah all clear.” He whispered from next to her. “Call ‘em through.” Sam signalled from over her shoulder calling the rest of the group forward to where they stood. 
The three other’s slowly appeared from the brush they had been hiding in. They crouched behind Sam and Shifty who were currently leading the scope through the small town. 
“Let’s go.” The duo moved together in unison, they each took a side as they swept their surroundings. 
The group moved slowly through the small city, they had found a few abandoned stores with more goods than they found in the last one. 
“Is everyone happy with their haul?” Shifty looked around the group as people stashed items into their bags. 
“Right, we should move out. Then we can do a stock take and see what we want to do from there.” Bull informed the rest of his peers who agreed. 
And just like that the group set off; Mars, still in her spectacular mood, skipped ahead of the others. She sang to herself, mumbling the words as if she didn’t quite know them. 
The distance Marleen was putting between herself and the rest of the crowd was starting to concern Samantha. 
“Stop skipping, Bambi.” The older girl told her younger peer. 
“I won’t trip this time!” The excitable blonde called over her shoulder, not slowing her pace or watching we’re she was going- a dangerous combination. 
Especially when rounding a corner. 
“Wait! Mars!” Sam had seen the shorter girls path and just knew something was coming. She began jogging to catch up with her companion but it was too late.
Marleen had smacked straight into something and fallen flat on her ass. 
“Mars!” Sam’s jog turned into a run, her only thought was getting to the girl and protecting her from whatever evil she may have encountered. 
The footsteps of the men in their group followed her and Sam drew her gun, preparing for the worst. 
“Mars, are you-“ The tall blonde wasn’t able to finish her sentence, she cut herself off when she noticed the presence of other humans. 
Instinctively, her arms raised up and aimed her weapon their way. 
“Who the fuck are you?” She growled out, eyes squinting into a menacing glare. 
There were three of them- three men. 
One sat in the same position as Marleen, rubbing a spot on his head. It didn’t take a genius to figure out that he and Mars had- quite literally- run into each other. 
Sam rushed to the young blonde and used one hand to grab ahold of her arm and heaved her upwards until she was on her feet. 
Her other hand still pointed the loaded gun at these strangers. 
“I told you to stop skipping.” Sam's voice was low, almost threatening as she told off the recovering woman. 
Mars looked down, slightly embarrassed but didn’t open her mouth to speak, instead pouting like a child. It made Sam feel like she was a mother telling off her excitable child who refused to listen. 
One of the other men mirrored Sam’s actions, shuffling closer to his fallen friend and picking him up. He also sent the younger man a scolding look- something told Sam he had been doing something similar to Mars when they crashed into each other. 
“Sorry about that. Purely accidental, it won’t happen again, right Luz?” The oldest stranger spoke, his last words were aimed at his companion, who scratched the back of his neck and nodded.
“We’re not looking for any trouble, okay?” The oldest told Sam, raising his hands to her as he eyed up her gun, “We’ll just be on our way. No harm done.” 
“Wait, Martin! Maybe they could help us?” The third man finally spoke up. 
“Yeah, maybe they know about Idaho?” ‘Luz’ added. The two shorter men flanked the leader of their little trio- Martin. 
“No, I don’t think-“ But Martin never finished. 
“What do you need help with?” Marleen's sweet voice sounded. Sam wanted to slap a hand over the girl's mouth; how could she be so trusting of literal strangers? 
Sam still had her gun out, pointing towards the newcomers but she had noticed they weren’t copying her actions. She wasn’t sure if that should settle her nerves or not and decided to keep her weapon drawn, just in case. 
“We got robbed a couple days ago.” The brown haired Luz offered up. He got a dirty look from Martin but completely ignored it. 
“Yeah, they took all our food and water.” The third guy added on. 
“We’ve been going from building to building trying to find something but it looks like this whole town has been looted.” Luz continued. 
“Oh my gosh! That’s so rude, they didn’t leave you anything? I mean, how hard is it to look for supplies for yourself? No, they had to steal it from you guys? Unbelievable.” The young blonde said, her emotions were plastered on her face, easy to read. 
Sam could tell where this was heading and tried to shut it down before Mars started to work herself up. 
“Marleen. No.” Sam’s voice was stern and her look was even sterner but Marleen wasn’t even fazed. She pouted at her friend and pushed her eyebrows together, silently pleading with the older woman. Sam shook her head but Mars only stuck her bottom lip out more before mouthing ‘please’. 
That had Sam rolling her eyes in defeat. She glanced over at the men they had been travelling with and saw no qualms. 
“Fine. But only because we just stocked up, we can’t afford to do this every time we meet strays.” Sam had to put her foot down, but let the matter slide for just this one time. 
“Hi!” Mars jumped ahead and was already shaking hands with the men, she hadn’t even waited for confirmation from the older lady before introducing herself.
“I’m Marleen, call me Mars, pleased to meet you guys!” She shook the hand of the man who had bumped into her, so hard his whole arm moved. He mirrored her action, shaking her back with vigour.
“George Luz, but everyone calls me handsome.” He threw a charming smile over Mars’ shoulder to Sam who visibly cringed at the terrible line. 
“Luz.” Martin, the older man, growled. 
“What? I was just introducing myself.” George grinned as he sauntered over to the taller woman. 
“What might your name be?” The shorter man purred as he picked up Sam’s hand from her side. 
“Uninterested.” Sam snatched her hand away as she saw Luz craning his neck down to kiss the back of it. 
“That’s Sam. She isn’t that friendly to newcomers.” Mars introduced the girl, knowing she wouldn’t do it herself and the male members of the group nodded in agreement. 
“Enchanté.” George didn’t seem all that fazed at the displeasure that the tall woman wore on her face.  
Sam stepped back from the interested man, all he did was smile up at her undeterred by her indifference. 
“Johnny Martin, you can call me Martin.” The older man stepped forward and politely shook Marleen's hand, “And this here is Perco.” He gestured behind him. 
“Frank Perconte.” The short man waved to the group who nodded back in greeting. 
“Ok, enough with the introductions. We’re exposed here and it’s getting dark. We need to move.” Sam’s eyes scoured their surroundings, the coast appeared clear but it could be easily changed in a heartbeat. 
“Bossy. I like it.” Luz smirked at the stern woman. Marleen couldn’t help but giggle at the look on Sam’s face. 
“Let’s go.” Sam said to the group, ignoring the chocolate haired man. The taller girl made sure to secure Marleen’s hand before she stalked off, hand in hand with her grinning companion. 
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Oof another gut punching chapter, poor Sam has seen some shit. But then we got more boys whoop whoop. Luz and Mars are gonna be besties I can tell!! And Sam is gonna be pissed that there is now two Mars' lmaooooo!! We also got the lovely Martin who is so Fatherly, which we love, these girls need some guidance. And we have the cutie patootie which is Perco, someone get this man a toothbrush and toothpaste stat!!!!!
All my love Esra ✨
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alphabetcompletionist · 2 years ago
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it's midnight, i'm dwelling on them, and i'm being given too much power by people actually liking the guy. And i'm indecisive. multitudes.
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