ELASTIC HEART.

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Lara’s outfits part 2

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dang  this  is  still  my  fav  url.

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I know what I must become. - Happy Birthday to my queen Lara Croft ♡ 

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@forgedpenance.

          ‘   SKAI  KRU.   ‘   THE  NAME  ITSELF  BURNS  ON  HER  tongue.   it’s  the  taste  of  death  &  ruination,   spilled  viscera  on  a  ground  that  was  her  home  before  it  was  a  battlefield.   calloused  fingers  clutch  the  grip  of  her  bow,  string  pulled  back  to  cheek  with  target  in  sight.   it’s  a  clear  shot  from  her  perch  in  the  treetop  &  she  has  every  reason  to  take  it  ---  but  she  doesn’t,  a  decision  she  will  surely  regret.   ‘    yu beda nou be hir.   ‘   foreign  patois,  spoken  with  a  clenched  jaw  &  gritted  teeth.   a  thick  silence  settles  upon  the  forest  floor  before  she  lowers  her  weapon  &  raises  her  chin,  eyeing  the  intruder  with  a  gaze  as  sharp  as  a  hundred  blades.   ‘   speak.   WHY  ARE  YOU  HERE ?   this  is  no  place  for  you  or  your  people.   ‘     

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@throughjustice.

        JUST  WHEN  SHE  THOUGHT  SHE’S  SEEN  IT  ALL.   ‘   what  the  hell  is  going  on ?   who  are  you  ?   ‘ 

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mutuals,  like this for a starter !  i need more things to do over here. 

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explcsive.

                                 ‘  n–––– no! i–– i’m okay. really. please. it’s fine. i’m fine.  ’

          ‘   LIAM.   ‘   A  SILENT  PLEA;  HER  MIND IS  A  gyre  of  worry  that  will  not  rest  without  the  assurance.   she  gestures  toward  the  red  staining  his  shirt.   ‘   you’re  bleeding.   ‘   

[bayek-of-sivva]

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farcryprimal:

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fortunesought.

          still he makes NO MOVEMENT to follow the action. instead it’s the opposite ; taking a step backwards in the direction he had indicated moments earlier. “ it’s not going to take us that long to get over there. you’re too paranoid, alright? we can still make it, have plenty of time to set up camp & make that FIRE. ”

         ‘   SUIT  YOURSELF.   ‘   INSOUCIANT  MEIN  DIVULGED,  her  shoulders  rise  &  fall  reflectively.   stubborn,  STUBBORN  girl.   she  turns  opposite  of  him,  settling  to  unpack  her  bag  of  it’s  overnight  necessities   --  none  of  which  include  a  comfortable  pair  of  pajamas  or  a  toothbrush,  unfortunately.   ‘   i’ll  catch  up  with  you  in  the  morning.   ‘   

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fortunesought.

          it’s a good THIRTY SECONDS of hacking away at underbrush before he realizes she is no longer with him. thumb secured under the leather strap of his pack he turns towards her, head shaking in protest. he’s confident in his own plan of action. “ i’m just saying setting up camp further up is BETTER. trust me. ”

          ‘   YOU’RE  NOT  THINKING  OF  THIS  LOGICALLY.   ‘   immediately  does  she  declare  her  protest.   shoulders  shrug  the  weight  of  the  backpack  from  lithe  frame,  dropping  it  onto  the  ground  at  her  feet.   ‘   by  the  time  we  reach  the  other  side  the  sun  will  have  already  set.   we  need  the  remaining  light  to  set  up  shelter  &  create  a  fire.   ‘   she  stands  with  arms  akimbo,  brows  raised  near  scornfully.

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sᴇɴᴅ ᴍᴇ ✍ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴀ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ʙᴀᴅ sᴋᴇᴛᴄʜ ᴏғ ᴜʀ ᴍᴜsᴇ. | STATUS ACCEPTING.

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fortunesought.

          “ LET’S KEEP PUSHING. sun isn’t setting just yet & it looks like it has to clear up over that hill. if we can make it there at least we’ll be COMFORTABLE for the night. ”

          MUSCLES  ACHE  WITH  HOURS  OF  EXERTION,  lungs  constrained  by  the  severity  of  the  altitude.   even  she  has  a  limit  &  every  step  they  take  up  the  mountainside  is  a  quick  approach  to  it’s  breach.   boots  come  to  a  stop  in  the  overgrowth  despite  his  objection  -  it’s  a  decently  feasible  place  to  pitch  a  tent,  regardless.   ‘   paititi  has  been  waiting  to  be  found  for  centuries,  nathan.   i’m  sure  it  can  wait  another  night.   ‘   

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fortunesought.

          “ didn’t say it was ALL we should go by. ” it’s mumbled under his breath, in passing, as attention is directed to where she’s pointing. fingers clutch tightly to the book, lifting to hold it level with the map in her hands. gaze shifting back & forth, he nods. “ it’s also one of the few places the mapped roads actually intersect. or CLOSE TO. ”

          ‘   WE  BEST  GET  GOING  THEN.   ‘   map  is  carefully  folded  back  into  four  square  segments  &  handed  to  him  in  exchange  for  the  journal.   she  tucks  it  securely  back  into  her  pack,  heaving  it  once  more  over  her  shoulder.   ‘   we  have  a  long  hike  ahead  of  us.   ‘

[meanade]

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MYTHOLOGY MEME / (1/3) Locations

PAITITI is a legendary Inca city or utopian rich land said to lie east of the Andes, hidden somewhere within the remote rainforests of southeast Peru, northern Bolivia or southwest Brazil. The Paititi legend in Peru revolves around the story of the culture-hero Inkarri, who, after he had founded Q'ero and Cusco, retreated toward the jungles of Pantiacolla to live out the rest of his days in his refuge city of Paititi. Other versions of the legend see Paititi as an Inca refuge in the border area between Bolivia and Brazil.

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@incxndia.

          ‘   WHAT  CAN  I  GET  YOU  TO  DRINK ?   seems  you  could  use  one  --  it’s  on  me.   ‘