_{“i heard someone listening to paramore earlier, got really  s c a r e d  i was back in 2009. scary time – i had} green hair _{for a month cause i thought it was cool.” // open starter}

 

                     _{“it’s taken a long time to realize i’m not who i wanted to be.”}

_{;; open}

 

_stranger

WHY AM I HERE? were the first words Alex had spoken on
American soil, his unflinching gaze fixed on this new Director’s
face. The answer he had received was vague at best–
something about them being down good men in the rebuild.
He didn’t argue. There was no point. Not until the
moment he might feel something off.

Instead, he went on three separate ‘outings’, each
mundane at best, but better than being shot at. On
his return from the third, he was told he was being assigned
to one Laila Campbell. A girl who was his age. WHY?
Well, he had to figure that part out on his own. 

All in all, Alex ended up standing before a door and knocking,
because at this point in his career, he was a little sick of playing
the ‘watch from the sidelines until something happens,’ game.
And, well, they’d asked for HIM to do it, so maybe they 
should’ve considered he wouldn’t take protocol or ANYTHING
LIKE IT into account. 

@aerokinctic

      _{one thing she had insisted on when she was told to stay put instead of going back HOME, for a while at least, was that no one interrupted her naps. they had laughed at her until they realized it wasn’t a joke – she wonders now, with a knock at the door, if they had actually realized her threat of kicking them wasn’t  e m p t y.} 

      _{if she thought it might work she would have just grunted from the bed but she pushes herself out from under the blanket} && _{smooths her hair back. even if she doesn’t feel up to} kicking them _{she can always knock them on their ass, she decides,} && _{it brings a} ^{small smile} _{to her lips.} 

      _{opens the door} && _{the plan of attack vanishes at the face she doesn’t quite recognize “who the hell are you}?_{” she blurts out, a frown replaces the smile} && _{she squints at him. NO, she doesn’t recognize him – she takes that as meaning she also doesn’t have to try} && _{be  n i c e  “—- actually, why the hell are you knocking my door.”}

 

_brit

      “I hate to be the one to break this to you – But people have already invented things stronger than coffee. I’d argue that a good cuppa is better than a coffee, and is a lot healthier than any of your other options.” Fitz rambled, lifting his eyebrows as he glanced over at at her, barely missing a beat as he worked on reassembling Davies mobile. 

         _{“what sort of bullshit —- there’s no caffeine in tea. tea SUCKS compared to coffee, can tea keep you awake for} three days _{with barely any sleep}??  _{N O P E, not at all” arms cross over her chest, eyes} ^narrow&& _{it doesn’t occur to her that maybe starting an argument over tea vs coffee with a brit isn’t a good idea. “screw health} &&_tea.”

 

_tall

             _{There was not much difference between his height with wearing shoes & with out. He was tall, that much was clear, & it was at least easier than being short. Then again, there were always problems involved —- hitting his head happened at times, but that was the least of his worries ( if he was being completely honest ).} 

            _{❝ I wouldn’t exactly call it justice. More like…. the universe just decided that I should be taller than most. ❞ Of course, he couldn’t complain —- being tall was something that the man enjoyed & he always made sure to use his height when the situation called for it, ❝ You get used to it after a while. ❞}    

         _{“you get used to it – the rest of us get to glare at you for it} && _{HOPE it’s dangerous up there” her fellow} ^{vertically challenged} _{friends didn’t actually seem to be as annoyed at tall people as her, they definitely didn’t glare at everyone over 6ft. she doesn’t really care no one else ever seems to share her opinion —- she doesn’t need to mention it.}

         _{she doesn’t like to stay still ;; she’s always found it  h a r d  to stay in place for more than a few minutes} && _{it’s getting harder to keep her hands on her hips to try} && _seem taller _{than she is.} ^bounces _{on the balls of her feet a little to placate herself “it’s the only justice i can think of — if we have to hurt our necks trying to look you people in the eye then it’s only fair that most doorways aren’t tall enough for you.”}

 

_lin

Lincoln let her get it all out. Just let her carry on, and he took it, because he knew she was digging herself in and was just waiting for the sucker punch. When it came, he couldn’t help a dry laugh, but it wasn’t because she was funny. “Of course you did. Because when we’re pissed off, we’re more honest. It’s in our genes, just like being inhuman, and just like an affinity for picking up addictions to cover the holes in our souls. But you weren’t here for that, either, so I don’t think you would try and understand. Good luck with everything, Laila. Hope you find what you’re looking for.” Turning on his heel, he knew he needed to get out of the situation. His anger was better controlled, but the hurt he was feeling was making him feel numb. It wasn’t undeserved, but it was still not entirely welcome.

           _{all air leaves her lungs – for the first time since terrigenisis she feels like she truly cannot breathe. remembers the guilt weighing HEAVY on her shoulders since the day she went to paris, the weight that had felt} crushing _{when they told her he was dead. pride} && _{frustration  f l e e  faster than her legs carry her after him ;; her hand curls around his arm but it’s not firm}  (  _{she is, after all, the one who just fucked up again. she won’t force him not to walk away like she had.} )  _{“i wasn’t being honest, i didn’t mean it — i’m just} a jerk&& _{you know i don’t} ^think _{before running my mouth} && _{i wanted to HURT you.” pauses at her own admission, at her own honesty. “what i’ve been looking for – for months – was just to make it up to you. i’ve been trying to find ways i could make it up to you} && _{to the universe for being the worst sister ever. i fucked that up but…i want to try} &&_{understand. i really do linc.“}

 

_lincoln

His face softens, the words throwing him off. “I don’t need you to apologize.” He lifts his shoulders in a shrug, looking anywhere but at her. “I wasn’t going through a good time, you had every right to ditch my ass.” Her leaving had momentarily made things worse but what mattered now is that she was back and he was better.

         _{“i kinda do though – i’ve been told it was a dick move by a few people. not in} ^{those words} _{but the meaning was there” half smile on her lips, glances up at him} && _risks ^{a sip} _{of coffee. grimaces at the burn in her throat, sets it down} && _{laces her hands together awkwardly. “it didn’t mean it was right. family is supposed to stick together, according to hollywood anyway, i should have tried to stick it out. i probably could have} at least _{locked you in the bathroom for a couple of days to see if it’d help.”}

 

_daisy

_{daisy is taken aback by the similar features of the two siblings. and she’s beginning to feel overwhelmed by her emotions again. she had spent so much time with lincoln that she recognized what guilt looked like easily to the ginger girl, their features being so much alike.  ❛       he uh —  didn’t speak very much about you but i know that he cared and loved you.      ❜  daisy spoke softly trying to maybe comfort ?? the younger campbell.   ❛       i’m not sure. lincoln … he was my home. and now i just feel numb.      ❜}

            _{“i wouldn’t have expected him to talk about me much – god knows i haven’t. last time we saw each other wasn’t…when i left we weren’t on the best of terms” an understatement, teeth DIG into her bottom lip to} force _{herself to shut up. taste of copper on the tip of her tongue, her hand twists in her long hair} ;; ^{a sigh} _{leaves her lips, eyes on the floor. “i’m not the one who needs} comfort _{here —– i’ve heard feeling  n u m b  is kinda typical with loss but…have you thought about grief counselling}?? _{i can’t believe i even suggested it but it could HELP, probably. don’t quote me on it, i’ve never considered therapy in my life.”}

 

              _{“can’t blame you – i can watch zombies tear into someone while eating jelly but that…i probably would have walked away fast.”}

_{;; it’s strawberry jelly too, @tremebvndus}

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 tremebvndus  ☢ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵗʳᵘˢᵗ ᵐᵉ. ᵂʰᵃᵗ ᵈᵒ ᴵ ˡᵒᵒᵏ ˡⁱᵏᵉ. ᴬ ˡⁱᵃʳ. (asks)  ☁ ˢᵒ ʷʰᵉⁿˢ ᶠⁱʳᵉ ⁿᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᵃᵗᵗᵃᶜᵏⁱⁿᵍ. (meme response)  ▀ ᵃⁱʳʰᵉᵃᵈ ▄ main.  ▀ ᵍᵘⁱˡᵗʸ ᵐⁱⁿᵈ ▄ wasn’t there.

 

tremearchived CALLED.

❛ You got to get the positioning just right. ❜

               _{“daisy, unless getting it an INCH wrongs gonna end the world i don’t really care.”}

_{;; i mean maybe u should la, @tremebvndus}

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 tremebvndus  ☢ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵗʳᵘˢᵗ ᵐᵉ. ᵂʰᵃᵗ ᵈᵒ ᴵ ˡᵒᵒᵏ ˡⁱᵏᵉ. ᴬ ˡⁱᵃʳ. (asks)  ☁ ˢᵒ ʷʰᵉⁿˢ ᶠⁱʳᵉ ⁿᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᵃᵗᵗᵃᶜᵏⁱⁿᵍ. (meme response)  ▀ ᵃⁱʳʰᵉᵃᵈ ▄ main.  ▀ ᵍᵘⁱˡᵗʸ ᵐⁱⁿᵈ ▄ wasn’t there.