I am not weak

Lucinda Wavell. Born in a family of all boys-- Before shit hit the fan.

[jackson-albridge]

Yep, just me. Ya know, the one that you decided to hate all of a sudden.

[cinxwavell]

Hate is such a strong word.

[ethanecameron]

Are you? Looks to me you should sleep.

[cinxwavell]

No, I'll be fine. Just dozed off for a second...

[jackson-albridge]

Looks like you’re not. But that’s just ya know, my opinion or some shit.

[cinxwavell]

Oh.. It's just you.

[cinxwavell]

I'm awake.

[filthyvalor-blog]

"Are you seriously suggesting that you believe you could make a trip of this magnitude? Yeah - ok.."

[cinxwavell]

"Nope."

[xwolfleader]

If you got a problem with the way I fucking run my compound then I suggest you keep it to yourself. Don’t have time for your shit.

[cinxwavell]

Never doubted your ways. I don't plan on starting now.

The only thing I ever doubted was the brain in my brother's head.

[jessehunts]

Alright, so, I’ve never been able to wink without closing both eyes. So, tell me, how does this look?

[cinxwavell]

Absolutely creepy. Don't do it again.

[aubreymills]

[stares at the walls]

Maybe it’s time to venture out.

[cinxwavell]

Out there? Are you kidding?

[jackson-albridge]

"Of fucking course you did."

"Good thing I decided today that I’m going to. Then I can save your ass."

[cinxwavell]

"My ass won't be needing the saving, but I appreciate the concern. I am the sister of a SEAL after all."

[jackson-albridge]

Jackson’s eyes squinted at Lucinda. “Training?”

"That’s because I’d throw it back."

[cinxwavell]

"Harvest. I signed up."

"No surprise there."

[jackson-albridge]

"Understood? What are you my fucking sister?” he half-laughed, looking at her fists. “You going to hit me, Wavell? Let’s see it.”

"How am I supposed to do be your perfect little angel if I don’t know what the fuck I did? Or didn’t do? Or what I can help you with?"

[cinxwavell]

Her fist were clenched so tight she could feel her nails digging in. She closed her eyes, inhaling trying to calm down. She had no time to get mad and truthfully, getting mad at such trivial matters was a waste of time and childish.

"I was training, Jackson. And you could get hit with a halo and still not become a 'perfect little angel'."

[jackson-albridge]

Am I going to have to play the fucking guessing game or are you going to cut the shit?

Because I’m really not in the mood to play ‘Pity Cin and feel awful because you hurt her feelings’. 

[cinxwavell]

"I'm going to cut nothing. My reasons have nothing to do with you or my feelings so leave it-- Understood?" Lucinda snapped, her hands balling into a fist before she picked herself up, ready to turn around and walk away.

[jackson-albridge]

Right. Tired. Got it.

Is that why you’ve been ignoring me?

[cinxwavell]

...I have my reasons.

[jackson-albridge]

I’m not really even sure what you’re mad about anymore. So can you get the fuck over it?

[cinxwavell]

"Who says I'm mad? I'm tired, that's all." Lucinda spoke, exhaustion clear in her voice as she pet the dog. "Boxer... You like that name, boy?"

[jackson-albridge]

Was that some sort of back-handed comment?

[cinxwavell]

Perhaps.

[jackson-albridge]

Didn’t realize this place had more dogs than just that one…

[cinxwavell]

Yeah, this place gives us a lot more than we bargained for in the beginning.

[emilysbluntz]