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* linkon.

            “Anya…”

[ he’s  not  sure  how this was going to go. the last time he’d   seen her, she was chasing  him,  deterred  only  by  of  the   mouth of the mines.  though the trigedakru were allied with   the skaikru, that didn’t make his betrayal any less powerful. ] 

                           ”I’m glad you’re healed.” 

               "Lincoln." 

Traitor, she thinks him. And then Reaper. She cannot tell if she is ready to forgive and forget, but Indra seems to have accepted him back. Anya wonders if she should not do the same. They are all a single force now, after all-- 

                                                 ( But still she remembers the sting                                                    of his betrayal. And won't forget. ) 

                             "I'm glad too." 

A pause. She almost doesn't want to admit to it. To care is to be weak, but... 

                                                    "I'm glad you are also... better."

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* ???.

               ❝ no? you were awfully quiet however. ❞ he’s learned most of                 his english from the warriors—          and even then at times he                 speaks it at times, rather choppily—         he refuses to give up                and knows most words however.    ❝ there hasn’t been a soul                out here in the past hour; that i’ve seen at least. ❞

It's been a lifetime of watching her step, moving as silently as she can          at this point in Anya's life, it's no longer something that she's able to simply stop doing for the sake of another's comfort. It's instinct, as natural to her as breathing, and it would only take a fair effort for her to make sounds now. 

She doesn't comment on it.

            "Nobody at all?" She almost doesn't believe him, takes to looking about the area for a few moments before saying anything more. "Are you completely sure?" 

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okay god i'm finally here and i'm finally caught up and i'm finally doing replies/starters. i'm sorry for that Extra Trashy period of my blog honestly but here's me getting my ass into gear.

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okay so!! i only have one more episode to go until i'm all caught up. and now i actually know wtf is going on i feel way more capable of writing starters and stuff so!! starter call!!!!

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"They're coming to get you."

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              "They took me once." 

She bears the scars, both mental and physical. Trapped and bled and treated like some sort of wild animal ( and still not as good, still not with as much respect ) -- Anya will not be subjected to that again. Nor will any more of her people. She will die before she lets them take anybody else. 

                                            "They won't get another chance." 

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* too loud.

               frustrated grunt sounds in response to the inquiry. he did know how                   to be stealthy, but not in the woods. it was still a foreign land to him,                   seemingly trip wired to entangle him in every hidden, twisted root. if                                  he wanted to keep up, he had to sacrifice silence.

                       ‷   i am trying- it is difficult. there is too much i cannot see. ‴

                      "You have eyes." 

She says it like it should be obvious -- and, honestly, isn't it? He's old enough to have at least some knowledge of this, even if he isn't really used to traversing the woods. He should at least have the sense to st- ep where Anya does. 

                                     "Watch where I stand. And follow.                                       Can you do that?" 

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"There is no way out."

"I never wanted anything from you."

"I like to keep to myself, thank you."

"I was dead when I woke up this morning."

"My heart is hollow now."

"They're coming to get you."

"There's a drumming noise inside my head."

"Tell me what you want me to say."

"Leave all your love behind and run."

"There's no light in your eyes."

"I'l be dead before the day is done."

"It's over. And I'm going under."

"It's peaceful in the deep. No need to pray, no need to speak."

"I found the devil in me looking for heaven."

"A kiss with a fist is better than none."

"You are the space in my bed."

"If you're gone, I will not belong here."

"I was just looking for a breath of life."

"I can stay in the dark if you need me to."

"I don't want your money. I don't want your crown. I've come to burn your kingdom down."

"Whose side are you on?"

"Sooner or later, you love the things you lose."

"Would you leave me if I told you what I've done?"

"Never let me go."

"All your love will be exorcised."

"I can hear your heart beat."

"What has been done can not be undone."

"You left me in the dark. What was I supposed to do?"

"I'm damned if I do, and I'm damned if I don't."

"You'll carry it with you if you want to survive.'

"A thousand armies couldn't keep me out."

"The room was so quiet..."

"Things go wrong no matter what I do!"

"You were a falling star, and I caught you."

"You're my head, you're my heart."

"Though the pressure's hard to take, it's the only way I can escape."

"It's hard to dance with the devil on your back."

"You don't have to be afraid anymore."

"They're in my head. They won't shut up."

"I never knew daylight could be so violent."

"What's the point in living?"

"They were there when I woke up this morning."

"I know I can count on you."

"Sometimes I just feel like saying I don't care."

"I'm always in this twilight in the shadow of your heart."

"I started to hear it again.."

"I can't leave the past behind."

"You've got the love I need."

"The dog days are over."

"You can't choose what fades away and what stays."

"Life is just too much."

"I was looking to get a dream of life again."

"I'm not giving up. I'm just giving in."

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* klark.

Walking wasn’t very much of a burden for Clarke, as Anya wasn’t going that fast and they did not have any external weight to carry, but one thing that worried her was whether or not they were going the right way — or, more particularly, if they would reach their planned destination. She had waited to see if they went by this path once again though, just in case — she didn’t really want to get herself murdered anytime soon. But, the moment that had troubled her had once arrived — one didn’t need to be an idiot to realize that they had been past this gigantic tree with its roots spouting from earth three times in a row now.

                                            “Not that I don’t like the scenery, but I’m                                                pretty sure we’ve been here already.”

And so she speaks. Anya would prefer it if she simply didn't, but that would require Clarke to be another person entirely and, in that case, Anya would most likely still be stuck in that cage. So apparently this is the price she has to pay for freedom -- and for the prize she plans on bringing back to her people. 

                     "I know where I'm going." 

Such stubbornness will see them lost for a good while longer if she isn't careful about it, and Anya must remind herself that there's no point to any of this if they don't manage to make it back. She'll have to trust Clarke, then, won't she? What a shame that she isn't quite ready to. 

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* altrxisme.

Eyes cast around the area and Anya does not have it in her to admit to Clarke that she no longer knows where it is they are. How rare this is, and how stubborn Anya has proven herself to be. She has not stopped to ask Clarke for aid at any point while she's been trying to find somewhere she recognizes -- and, quite honestly, she does not plan to either. She must, however, have figured out that something is wrong by now. This is the third time they've walked past this exact tree, and it's hardly one you would forget.

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                        “I must do what is right for our people.”

Silence holds for a time, and Anya finally turns her gaze toward Arya. She is not blind, and knows how it is she feels about the sky people -- the seed of distrust has been sown, and perhaps once Anya had even felt the effects of such herself. But now she understands, now she can see what it is that must be done. They are stronger together, united. And that is what they must be if they wish to survive.  

                                                "Help me to convince the others of this alliance." 

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                               Vikings sentence meme, part two. Sentence starters from the whole of season two, inspired by this. Send ✦ for a randomly-generated number (1-260) and a starter based on that corresponding sentence, or send one of the sentences for my muse’s response. (season 1 here)

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* erik. 

         Iranyito            eric had left the drop ship and his fellow people                                        in the shadows of yesterday; only the amassed                                       darkness failed to recede. a storm unbridled - a                                       wall of endless water fell on the earth to cleanse                                       the damages brought from the intruders of the                                       sky. yet he remained on his knees, reluctant to                                       keep his life that lie in the hands of grounders.       ”Ｉ TOLD YOU      Ｉ WANT ＮＯＴＨＩＮＧ TO DO WITH THOSE ＵSELESS PEOPLE.”         eric knew that it wasn’t wise to speak out of line in a camp full of feral beings. to         put it simply, he wasn’t one to hold back a fight - let alone words. 

She regards him in silence. Anya finds it difficult to imagine her giving up on her own people, and does not know just what it is that causes him to do such to his own with such a... passion. She can hardly say that she likes it, that she likes him -- but he could be a great warrior, and he knows the ways of the sky people. He could be valuable, so long as they can trust him.

                                   ( And that's the catch -- Anya doesn't trust a single one of them. ) 

                    "Why should I believe you?" 

A simple question and, for now, the only words that will leave her lips. All she has is his word and, quite frankly, that isn't worth the dirt she stands upon.

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* leksa.

                                                  iranyito

                                                             ‘ I am ready, Anya. ’

                  Steeled, calm, the grip that curls flexed fingers around the creviced hilt of a tongue of iron shifts almost uneasily; it is not just blood and dirt that blots her knees and settles in subtle grime—it is pride, beaten and worn, and with the crack of rib in each shudder of breath, it wilts in exasperation. ( but she will grapple in the mud, spit blood and shards of shattered tooth, and though muscle may whimper beneath each strain of calf and jostle of bone, she will rise. )

                                                            ‘ Do it. ’

                      "You do not decide that." 

Anya doesn't have it in her to be gentle-- not at this point, at least. Lexa knows enough to be able to defend herself adequately, and she will not pretend otherwise. It would do none of them any good, after all, and so the thought does not even cross Anya's mind. ( If you want the best, you must first offer it yourself. ) 

There's a silence, a beat, and suddenly blades find themselves unsheathed and drawn across in fluid attack. She does not intend to kill, but that doesn't mean Lexa will get out of this with nary a scratch. Simply because they cannot go into battle does not mean she is to face something she can simply breeze through.

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* open.

              "And why would I want to do something like that?" 

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* fxrgediniron.

                 "Did nobody ever teach you how to move quietly?" 

Stomp, stomp, stomp     he's all she can hear. Cracking twigs beneath heavy footfalls, broadcasting where they are to anybody with the ears to listen. She doesn't particularly appreciate it. 

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* skjoldmoy. 

                       "Ragnar Lothbrok intends to attack Paris?" 

All in the name of the gods and the glory it will bring, no doubt-- such is the kind of man he is. That won't make it any more of an easy task, however. He'll need those steadfast allies of his.

              "Will we join him?"