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multi-wild-imagines · 6 years

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Ryuunosuke Tanaka x Philophobic Crush

Word Count: 1,663

Song Inspirations: Please Don’t You Love Me by Gabrielle Aplin & Fallen Angel by Three Days Grace

Philophobia: is an overwhelming and unreasonable fear of falling in love, beyond just a typical apprehensiveness about it.

Notes: forgive me if crappy, it’s been a long time since I've done something like this...

Summer comes, winter fades. Here we are, just the same. Don't need pressure, don't need change. Let's not give the game away.

“Please go out with me!” he bowed over handing over a small note with your name written ever so neatly. Ryuunosuke Tanaka, you never thought you would ever have the chance to have him notice you, but suddenly today happened to be the day where he finally decided to confess his attraction to you, unaware of your fear. You liked him too; you care so much for him yet panic holds you back. You took the note, staring at it in disbelief. How could anyone ever like you let alone someone you actually like, a reciprocated crush? He lifted his head, cheeks flushed awaiting an answer. “No...” eyes widened, he stared at you in disbelief. He was sure that you liked him too but yet it seems that you don’t. Lips quivering you tried so hard not to burst into tears; you simply walked away unable to see his distressed face as he dropped the note.

Late at night I could hear the crying. I hear it all trying to fall asleep. When all the love around you is dying…

“So how’d it go!?” a beaming Nishinoya popped out of the corner excited to hear the news. “She said no…” sadly sighing, ashamed of himself he tries to walk away from his best friend. “Wadda ya mean no? I know she likes you I overheard it while they were talking to Kiyoko-Senpai and Yacchan!” he rushed in front of Tanaka. “You must’ve heard wrong. But I also thought she liked me…” pushing his friend aside he walked home.

There uses to be an empty space, a photograph without a face. But with your presence and your grace, everything falls into place.

Just after he left you hastily sneaked your way back to the schoolyard where he left his confession note and held it close to your chest and returned back on your way home. Rushed your way home you swung open your front door and ran to your room. You sat on your bed rereading the same sentence over and over, replaying that scene from earlier thinking about all the ways it could’ve gone. The hours passed and your mind only deteriorated more and more; you needed to sleep it off. Flopping onto your bed you laid there worried about tomorrow, slowly drifting off into a fleeting sleep unable to erase that expression of his from your mind.

How do you stay so strong? How did you hide it all for so long? How can I take the pain away? How can I save…?

“Hey little bro, why the long face?” Saeko greeted Ryu as he walked in with such gloom. “I’d rather not say; I’m going to bed.” Before he could make it up the stairs Saeko took him by the head and noogied his head. “Come on, what’s wrong, let big sis know!” giving him he reminded her of who you were and just said that you had rejected him. “Whaaa!!! Wyadda mean? No one can reject you like that how rude!” “I dunno what happened I knew she liked me or I thought she did but she just stood there and ran away.” Saeko hummed “I wonder why, I may as well have a little talk with them.”

Just please don’t say you love me. ‘Cause I might not say it back. Doesn’t mean my heart stops skipping, when you look at me like that.

The door bell suddenly rung which had started you awake. A bit paranoid you walk down towards the door and slowly opened it, afraid but prepared. “Um can I help you?” you inquired. “Ah you (y/n) ain’t cha?” a familiar looking face stood there observing your figure. “Do I know you? A friend of family or something?” you rubbed your eye and suddenly from behind Ryu had popped up from behind, how you missed him, a complete mystery. “Ah sorry this is my big sister Saeko, she insisted that I come see you.” He sheepishly smiled while looking away. “I’m sorry but you can’t just barge your way in here I could get in trouble if my family knew that I had let unexpected guests in.” “Are any of em home?” she asked. “Ah, um no” you hesitated. “Let’s talk then” she grinned ever so unsettling. She pushed her way in allowing herself in and into the kitchen.

A fallen angel, in the dark. Never thought you’d fall so far. Fallen angel, close your eyes. I won’t let you fall tonight. Fallen angel.

Well this is awkward he thought to himself and just plain rude, he tried to stop her but there was no use urging her to stay out of it, she’s just looking out for him. He couldn’t help but to think that you’d call the police or even just lash out at him. Suddenly he found Saeko, you and himself sitting at the kitchen table as if it were an intervention, though to be fair it kinda is. Suddenly after long moment of silence, Saeko broke it with a “Why’d you reject Ryu? You like him though don’t cha?”

There’s no need to worry, when you see just where we’re at. Just don’t say you love me. ‘Cause I might not say it back.

Completely flustered you look away from the two of them whispering that you’re afraid, though not loud enough. You begged of Saeko if you could just talk to Ryu alone and explain what’s wrong. With enough convincing she stepped outside waiting for something to happen. Unable to verbally put your words together you grabbed a pen and paper. You wrote as fast and as neat as you could with shaky hands. Gently you pushed it his way waiting for a response. ‘I do like you Ryu but I’m neither worth your time nor effort, I’m not worthy.’

You do it all for my own protection. You make me feel like I’ll be okay. Still I have so many questions.

Unexpectedly he jump up from his seat and made way to you, quickly reacting you also jumped up and away from his touch but he caught you in a sudden hug. His warmth was just as intoxicating as his embrace, this is what you want but you know better. “Ryu please let me go I…” “No, I don’t want to let you go; I really, really like you. You’re worth every minute of my life.” Without any warning you broke away quickly to write down what was really going on so that he’d hopefully understand and just to keep him away for good. ‘You don’t understand, I’m afraid, I don’t want to fall in love. I can’t afford to get my heart broken again not again. I don’t want to love let alone be loved. I’m scared, I like you too but I’m just so conflicted about my feelings and I don’t want to drag you down with me…’

Heavy words are hard to take. Under pressure, precious things can break. And how we feel is hard to fake. So let’s not give the game away.

You shoved it back his way anxious to hear what he has to say. Grabbing a hold of your hands he begun to speak “But I already love you (y/n), I have ever since you first walked in the volleyball court. I was so happy to hear that you liked me too; I was so sure it was true. Then you said no, my heart shattered. But now I hear that you do like me and well even love me. Just let me show you what it means to be loved, please, just one date and then you can make your choice…” he whimpered. “I promise you won’t regret it!” so confident, yet so sweet. “I don’t need a date to change my mind, I just, I don’t know anymore.” With tears welling up in your eyes you threw yourself onto him holding him ever so tightly, gently he wrapped his arms around you.

I was right beside you when you went from hell and back again, I was right beside you when you went to hell and back again. And I, I couldn’t save a fallen angel.

After several minutes of weeping you finally let him go, you made up your mind. You do love him, and he loves you, an unfamiliar feeling. And abruptly with a sudden ounce of courage you gained you smashed your lips against his, you couldn’t help yourself, you’ve wanted to kiss him for the longest time, caught off guard his eyes shot wide open with cheeks reddening, he was so shocked but it made him happy to know that you’ve been denying yourself of happiness and finally allowed yourself to love once more.

Fools rush in, and I’ve been the fool before. This time, I’m gonna slow it down. ‘Cause I think this could be more, the thing I’m looking for…

The front door swung wide open with an impatient Saeko, all she saw was her little bro and you hugging; you two were so caught up in the moment that you failed to even hear her. Walking towards them, she cleared her throat and immediately you both pry yourselves from each other. All that seen was a grinning Saeko standing in the kitchen doorway.

Fallen angel, just let go. You don’t have to be alone, fallen angel. Close your eyes, I won’t let you fall, fallen angel.

“So I guess this means we’re together now” you muttered embarrassed. “Heh yeah I guess so, I’ll see you tomorrow” both siblings made way back home. It wasn’t with a few pushes and noggies from big sis. Before the door closed he flashed a huge smile your way.

Just please don’t say you love. ‘Cause I might not say it back…

End~

~Noelle~

#haikyuu!!#ryuunosuke tanaka #fanfic

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survivormuxloe · 6 years

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Episode 13: "so things went from Guatemala to Guatepeor” - Ahrre

david REALLY GOT BRAVE TRYNA COME FOR ME WHEN HIS ASS AINT IMMUNE HUH. aint it so.. vote me and ur ass gonna go... ijs!! rip my perf game but at least i was the last person to recieve votes so thats kinda cute.. it doesnt change the fact that im winning tho ALMFNBG like. just 3/4 more tribals to survive bitch.. give those immunity wins to me pls x :)))

LOWKEY MY ASS WAS NERVOUSSSS LIKE I DONT WANNA READ MY NAME ON THOSE PIECES OF PAPER AGAIN THO!!! altho my name is cute written out by anna highkey ngl.. maybe she'll write them in cursive for my winner reveal? x

my mind tho. rhys/tobi/ryan r all under my spell. missus mo and ahrre got brave and are gunna get a taste of hell when im not dying under exams lol x ALMFJHBFG

lvoe u gusys. xoxo ur winner scooty toots

Well fuck. David is gone. I’m in the minority. So now it’s just me and Ahrre. But I don’t want to settle for 6th or 5th place. I’ve made it this far I wanna make it to the end. So I’m going to try to wiggle my way through.

http://images6.fanpop.com/image/photos/41700000/Avengers-Endgame-2019-avengers-infinity-war-1-and-2-41740034-540-225.gif

So the situation is looking pretty grim, Rhys stuck with the majority, David the absolute unit is dead and I wouldn't be surprised if I'm the next one to go.

So right know things change as it's no longer about getting majority but rather get that group of 4 to cannibalize itself. Now the thing is that each of those 4 seem so confident in their position but only 3 make it to the end so that means at least one will end up being left out and that's just with a minimum level of snaking, but we know they are capable of way more shafty shit.

But their overconfidence in their position is not the only problem. It's also kinda hard when I've tried to blindside 3 of them. But hey at least you can't say I didn't try. Tobi is not willing to even tell me anything until tomorrow after we do the challenge. But he also says he's rooting for me as an underdog even if we're in oposite sides... Cheky fecker trying to get my jury vote...

As for the rest well I'll try to talk to them tomorrow, if I can commend Mo for something is that at least they might be more willing to work with him than me, which is clearly not a good thing for my game but eh wadda you do. I know for a fact by now everyone is gonna be saying that the plan is me going home probably 5-1 but if that's gonna end up being true or just a bluff for one of the 4 to get blindsided is still to see.

Either way I'm gonna try to stir some shit up and not be a voulnerable pleb waiting to be taken out or saved. Better dead than a goat.

These fattys are going down one by one... i love it... like highkey david going means that me and scott have to step up our physical games if we wanna take out ryan... someone else has to win immunity and then we can start pinning moves on ryan... I'm slowly repairing my relationship with ahrre by having a frank talk with him about our relationship in the game, which was both awkward but i think it helped??? im trynna work him pretty hard because he's a tough nut to crack but i think i can do it hehe... scott is working on mo but lets be real mo is easier to crack than ahrre, and honestly rhys' performance last tribal was good.. too good imo like.. i previously pinned him as an inactive goat but if he's able to connect with the other side that well and have them believe what he was saying, i have to give him props because that's some good plays in terms of benefiting our alliance for knowledge, bad jury management sure, but good for the alliance... at this point tbh,,, who the fuck cares about jury management... but then again it's important if you wanna win so maybe im just a dumbass

Well right now it’s final 6 and the question of a final 2 or 3 is up for debate because it could be either or.

After that tribal and David left, he tried to expose me when I had exposed myself already to the people he exposed me too. So sis there was no new tea.

Honestly now one of our 4 needs to go. The only one I would feel confident about going to the end with would be Ryan. Just as I feel he has done less. I’m super close with Scott, so I think right now I need to try and convince some people to vote out Ryan.

The only problem is I will probably need to convince Ryan and Scott or mo and ahrre. Mo and ahrre may not that me after lying to them two rounds in a row. And Scott seems to be strong for our alliance sticking to the end. So I’m going for this immunity as if I win it should all the confidence I need to make a move against my own.

I’m not feeling great. I don’t like a conversation I just had. It made me wanna quit. I’m not going to because I wanna do my best.

i really found an idol day 1 and made it to final 6 with it safe and sound.... ctfu how did this even happen, and Scott too we rly did that. the only thing about that is.... at least until we surpass final 5, there's always that worry that im gonna make a fool of myself with it and hnnnng. i feel like our 4 is solid af and yet, i'm still making myself paranoid that Tobi or even Rhys would perk up and randomly try to blindside me or Scott... but anyway yeah thats where my head at rn. i still don't talk to ahrre at all so he's a complete mystery and no idea if anyone else talks to him so that's great. Mo is an oddball still idk what to do w him kfsdfa

So I want to flip on my alliance this round. But 2 people outside my alliance are throwing me hardcore under the bus. Ok. So like how am I gonna make a move now.

pls god... lett this immunity challenge be in my favour alkfjnhfg i just want a win pls pls pls let me be guaranteed f4 lol

I just had a really good conversation with Tobi and it’s making me like really happy because this entire game I’ve gotten the short end of the stick. With people not thinking I don’t deserve to be here, that I’m a goat and people sending me condescending messages about my mistakes. It feels really nice to get praised for the good things. Don’t get me wrong I own up to my mistakes and I do my best to improve and change moving forwardss so I don’t make the same mistakes again. But usually the conversations that happen before that aren’t very happy, they’re needed and they end on a peaceful note but they don’t start out happy. But Tobi just praised me on my gameplay complimenting me and it’s such a good feeling. I think I might end up in fifth or sixth place but I’m still proud of myself and I’m going to keep fighting till the end.

so like... I'm really happy i won immunity but im kinda more annoyed with scott right now like... we had this big plan to take out ryan at 6 which is literally a perfect time now since 1) we can access numbers for it 2) he wont suspect it so the chance of an idol popping up is low 3) we can gain trust with ahrre and mo this way... but NOOOOOOOOO lets play with our emotions instead of our BRAINS and take out someone who has played a bad game and would be EASY to beat in the end like JESUS and i thought ahrre had his head up his ass... also scott is SO fucking confident know like he acts like he will 100% win against anybody in ftc and like sis... that's not the case... not if you're constantly confronting and arguing with mo and ahrre... use. ur. BRAIN.

Cemetery....

Anywho, this vote. Mo & Ahrre are voting me probably. So It seems to be a 4-2 vote. However an Idol may be played now more than ever, as I think this is the first time someone from the bottom hasnt had any hope of staying. (Dani, Felix & Jones were all blindsided , and Michael & David had some chance of staying). So one could easily be played. So ima try to push a 2-2-2 vote to save my ass.

so. (: I lost spelling bee. (: LAMDLFNFG

lowkey feel as if the words are suitable to the player tho. embarrass for ahrre as in that game is embarrassing. accommodate for Mo as in we have to accommodate for the fact that he’s a goat. Cemetary for rhys bc he makes us all wanna die @ tribals. handkerchief for me bc my ass gotta clean up ryan and tobi wanting to target each other.. and rhythm for tobi bc while hes in time rn that time is gonna run out soon :flushed:

i just dont want 6th ):

So I know it’s me and Ahrre on the chopping block. I just kinda wanted to make a quick plea. I really really wanna stay. I want to go as far as I can even if that’s just fifth. Not only to prove people wrong thinking I don’t deserve to be here, but also to prove to myself. Whatever decision you make tonight I respect wholeheartedly. But I’d love to go further.

I CACKLED @ THIS COPY PASTED PLEA.. MO BABY WYD

I’m currently making my plea to the others on why I deserve to stay. I’m proud of myself no matter the outcome but I’d love to go as far as I can.

So ahrre and mo are both kindve pleading for themselves. Mo just wants him to be saved where as ahrre is trying to flip people. He is trying to flip me again which is funny. Lowkey am a little worried just Incase it’s a ploy to get people to vote me or something. But he needs me and tobi to flip. So I think he won’t vote me which is great, incase a surprise idol is played.

soooo final 6 tribal. I definitely want Ahrre to leave finally, so how to make that happen. Scott informed me that mo/ahrre lowkey suspect i have an idol so wig. i would prefer if we went 4 strong on Ahrre bc I really don't think he has any powers, but the thing about that is i don't want to campaign for that to happen and make it look like i feel safe about idols... i don't want tobi or rhys to get suspicious and get the urge to flip on me/scott.. so kinda tricky. we'll see what happens

so recently scott and ryan have really been pounding on mo for his goatness and like... I took advantage of that hehe... I talked to mo and had a real heart to heart with him and like... I told him that he deserves more credit than he's getting and then more wholesome stuff and then BAM we got past the barrier we previously had and now we're totally cool!!... where ryan and scott burn bridges, im gonna build new ones!! so like that wasnt TOTALLY just for strategy like im not that big of an asshole... but its a mix of both. mo is a good kid and he gets too much backlash for his game.. and im gonna take advantage of that by showing up as his guardian angel hehe.. and who knows like this might pay off hugely when i need his vote at f5 to take out a bigger player but for now i'll stick to tending to his wounds that scott and ryan left.. and they really did come for him pretty hard... like REALLY hard so there is no harm in coming to him and helping him with his confidence and who knows, that might be a jury vote right there

Right so things went from Guatemala to guatepeor, I didn't win immunity I actually flopped at it in wonderful fashion it was quite beautiful really. But anyhow Tobi ended up winning it.

So I tried to talk to people and get them to do ANYTHING but to no avail really. Ryan and Scott seem set on stone. I did get Tobi to tell me that if it ties 3-3 he would flip on the revote but that's just playing it safe. Rhys told me he doesn't want to go to rocks so I'm like hey Tobi supposedly flips on the revote so maybe there's no need for that go talk to Tobi.

But they all seem to be giving me the silence threatment right before tribal even Mo has accepted what seems to be me going home.

It's a shame really cause if I do end up going home one of the majority of 4 is gonna regret it the very next week and two more later when the 4th beats them at the end. But hey congrats to that 4th guy whoever it is.

I've tought about doing an idol bluff but it wouldn't make sense for me to tell anyone I have it. Even Mo since if I hipotetically had it he wouldn't help me with it because he would be the one going home probably. Also because I would've definitely played it in a previous round for someone else if I had it and the rest probably knoes that.

Either way rn I'm currently trying to get home in time for tribal since I had to walk a chunk because I almost didn't had enough for the bus fare lel. Who knows maybe I'll survive somehow like the cockroach I am but I don't rate my chances or luck very highly. Either way at the end of the day I'm happy and you can't say I didn't try!

Ahrre is voted out 5-1.

#royallyyours #episode

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iratesquatch · 6 years

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A Bad Moon Rising

He’s really not having a great day

The sound of a klaxon blaring pulled Brommoth from his slumber. The old dwarf pulled himself out of his bunk, the heavy boots on his feet landing with a clank on the grated metal floor. The other mechanics were already scrambling, trying to figure out what the cause for alarm was. They didn’t have to wait long.

The ship rocked violently with a deafening roar, sending Brommoth tumbling back into his bunk. By the time he was on his feet again, the shuddering of the ship set in. He paused for a moment, letting the irregular vibrations flow through him. For a second, he was lost in thought.

Brommoth Varsguard had spent all his life working with spaceships. He had been born in space, aboard his parent’s merchant ship, peddling wares across the various planets that line the Fringe. Situations being as they had been, Brommoth had taken to the wrench and tome, learning the basics of his trade from a young age.

After pirates killed his parents, he found work as an apprentice on a shipping vessel on the other side of the Rings. There, he had refined the things he’d picked up on the Fringe. Between his knack for unconventional solutions and his workaholic nature, Brommoth had quickly moved on to greener pastures. He had spent the next three hundred or so years moving between contracts, usually as the master mechanic aboard. There were few ships he didn’t know in and out, and fewer still that he couldn’t keep running.

A particularly heavy tremor pulled Brommoth back to the present, and he snapped into motion. He strode his way towards the engine, shouting orders to the lower ranking mechanics as he went. He pulled himself up into the engine room, gazing up at the arcane machine inquisitively.

This ship was a stripped-down military surplus that had been rekitted into a long-distance hauler. It’s engine, therefore, was an older one. It was a giant crystal, mined from one of the hotspots just outside of the Rings. The crystal had then been refined and cut into form before being sent of to the wizards. They had to hand carve the runes and tie the crystal into the natural, ambient magics of the cosmos, before it was sent off to be installed into the ship itself.

The crystal was held in aloft by a mass of thick tubes, which disappeared into the ship to power the propulsion, life support, navigation, and all manner of other systems. At least, that was the intention. Brommoth narrowed his eyes as he gazed at the floundering light flickering deep inside the crystal.

“Looks like there’s a short somewhere. Probably wherever that explosion came from. Fix it.” As the younger mechanics spidered off to follow out his orders, Brommoth turned his attention to figuring out what was going on. He shuffled his way over to a comm post.

“Varsguard here, what the hell is happening up there?”

“We’re under attack. Gonna need as much outta the engine as you can manage, master mechanic,” came the reply.

Brommoth grunted and hung up, shuffling his way towards the engine’s shutoffs. If there was a battle brewing, they weren’t equipped for handling this. He began shutting off the nonessential systems. They were going to need the energy for the coming storm.

Another volley rocked his ship, and Brommoth caught himself on the railing around the outside of the engine room. This impact left the whole ship shuddering for a much longer time, and Varsguard could see the light in the engine flash brighter. They were boarding.

“Goddamn motherfucking pirates.”

He pulled himself up out of the engine room, and began working his way towards the propulsion deck. If they were going to break that tether, they were going to need to put some muscle into it. He opened the door and peered into the darkened room. It wasn’t supposed to be dark

“-all I’m saying is, if they weren’t fucking, that would be weird.”

“Dude, I don’t want to think about that. How would it even work? He’s like, six times her size.”

“If you didn’t want to think about it, you wouldn’t be thinking about it”

Brommoth crept forward to the guard rail, wincing at every creak of the metal grating under his boots, and peaked down at the conversationalists below. The catwalk swayed slightly under his movements. Must have taken a hit from the pirates’ ship.

“If you want to know, why don’t you just ask one of them yourself?”

“Are you kidding? Captain would shoot me on the spot if I asked her that.”

“So ask Be-ark.”

“He’d rip my arms of and then shoot me.”

Great, not only were they pirates, but they were the Crossbones. Wonderful. Brommoth began his slow backtrack out of the propulsion deck when the catwalk shuddered. He paused, holding his breath for a few long moments.

“You hear something?”

“Probably engine problems. We hit them pretty hard.”

“Well yeah, its captain Nish.”

When the fragile walkway settled, Brommoth took another slow step.

Of course, the whole thing came unhinged below him. He went tumbling into the scaffolding below, bursting straight through and onto the solid ground below. Right at the feet of the two pirates.

One leaned down and grinned at him, a tabaxi, from the look of him. “Well well, looks like I did hear something. Uus, what do you think we should do with him.”

The other, Uus, a burly half-orc, folded his arms over his chest, breaking into a wide, toothy grin. “Why, I think we’ll have to have ourselves a little sit down with this one. He’s gotta a rather large badge on him.”

Before either of the pirates could sit him down, however, the door across the room burst open as two bodies were flung through it. “-ing hell, can’t even find a decent fight on these rigs.” Ducking his way through the sundered door came an armored behemoth, standing around twelve feet tall, and adorned helmet to boot in power armor. However, it was the shark-like tail that really gave it away, swaying dangerously behind the Shear. “You two, what’s this?”

“Lieutenant, I think he is the master mechanic aboard,” replied the catman, backing away reflexively from the armored barbarian.

“That so. You got a name, small fry?” The Shear’s voice was a rumble that never quite matched up with the sounds Brommoth heard. Must be a trick of the translator.

“Brommoth Varsguard, master mechanic aboard.”

“Any good at your job?”

“No one better.”

Be-ark pulled his helmet off before leaning down to inspect the dwarf’s face. Brommoth’s dark brown beard was carefully braided together and tucked into his overalls, to keep it out of the way. The hair on top of his head was all but gone, but the hair on the sides of his head was pulled back into a small bun at the base of his skull. His sleepy, orange eyes were burning with malice.

The Shear grabbed Varsguard by his collar, hoisting him up to be level with Be-ark’s chest. “Well then, captain’s going to want a look at you.”

Be-ark left the two other pirates to their post, carrying the struggling dwarf through the

ship, all the way up to the bridge. They walked in just as captain Vladlena Nishimura finished subjugating the captain of the transport ship, a couple of lackys forcing the man to his knees. Brommoth was deposited next to his officer. The pirates didn’t bother binding him.

“This one important, Bea?”

“Says he’s the chief mechanic aboard,” replied Be-ark, putting his helmet back on.

“Well alright. We could use one of those. But first, we deal with you, captain. Honestly, I didn’t expect much of a fight, but still. You turned over after our first volley, and we come in here, and- you’re already blubbering.” The little kobold sighed, reaching up to massage her snout as the captain started wailing, pleading for his life. “Just- alright. Someone space this coward, I don’t want to deal with this anymore.” Brommoth watched as they dragged the captain away, presumably to the nearest airlock.

“And you, dwarf. Let’s talk. You don’t seem like a coward.” The woman propped her foot up on the dead body of one of the mercenary guards. She pulled her shotgun off of her back before laying it across her leg.

“Nope.”

“Then I got a proposition for ya, buddy. I could always use another handy mechanic, and you got the hands of someone who knows their way around a wrench. Wadda ya say?”

“I say, you can choke on my hairy dwarf nuts, pirate.”

“Now that,” she paused to sigh. “That really is a shame.” And then she leveled her gun at his chest and pulled the trigger.

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