𝙰 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝙾𝙵 𝚅𝙸𝙾𝙻𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴 , she was . never felt as happy to be alive as she did during moments like these ; adrenaline pumping through her bloodstream , cusswords and slurs leaving her as she shoots and hits and stabs . still , her teeth bare in a grin , even when she , herself , gets struck . it’s not enough to put her down . it never is . sometimes a fan of being subtle , today just wasn’t one of those days . jess wanted them to hear her , for reinforcements to be sent in only to realize there was no one left to save by the time they got there .
the huntress doesn’t realize she has friendly company until the last body drops , turning just to make sure there isn’t anybody still alive . as her eyes settle on the animal behind her , brows raise , chest heaving while she tries to catch her breath . a few glances are thrown at their surroundings , trying to spot the dog’s owner , but there’s nobody there . confusion writes itself across her features , then , hands settling on her hips for a moment .
❛ uh . hey , you , ❜ she starts , taking a few steps closer . she puts her weapons away before crouching down in front of the canine – a hesitant smile on her lips . ❛ thanks for the help . i’m jess . ❜ a beat , while she considers what to do next . her hand dips into the pouch that hangs across her chest . ❛ y’want some beef jerky ? i’d say you’ve earned it . ❜
eye contact is maintained once he releases the gore between his teeth and turns to face her. a shake of his body is given - glad that’s over. semper has long since been familiar with a code, when it comes to killing. something misplaced, an outcast among this county of apparent killers. nevertheless, he cannot be tempted to take more lives than absolutely necessary and knows to treat that path with respect. at least, when it comes to having mutual enemies in combat. personal matters, however ? it’s different. though he keeps from making a judgement on this woman’s behaviour - after all, everyone’s got their reasons for being the way they are.
her form approaches, and despite moving slow and steady semper wrinkles his upper lip in warning. when he deems she’s no danger to him, currently, he allows her to perch at his side but remains cautious. the marine notices her smile, an ear flicking thoughtfully. as her hand disappears out of sight, he tenses and his stare hardens on the pouch. is she reaching for a weapon ? something that could harm him ?
you want some beef jerky ?
semper almost flinches. “ you keep it f’ y’self, ” he grunts. DON’T TAKE FOOD FROM STRANGERS AND ALL THAT. “ but thanks. name’s semper. ”
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