Nightmare Dressed as a Daydream

33, Newscaster covering the lives of those left behind.

[romanhartonen]

BLOOD ON YOUR HANDS.

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romanhartonen

Hearing words come from Melody made Roman feel more comfortable. If she wasn’t speaking while wearing all white, he knew his anxiety would return swinging. The Guilty Remnant still terrified him.

He slowed down beside her as she limped, wrapping an arm behind her back and under her arm. “You okay?”

“It just hurts to walk but I want out of these clothes.” Melody grumbled as she held on to Roman’s shoulders. “I am truly sorry. I thought I could help you and others.” She let her limp hair fall around her face. 

Once to safety she sagged a little more in his arms finally feeling free of the weight of the Remnant. 

[romanhartonen]

BLOOD ON YOUR HANDS.

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romanhartonen

Roman was pissed, sure, but he definitely wasn’t going to stand for anyone getting hurt if he could help it.  He pushed — far from just a gentle push, more aggravated than anything — people away from her, pulling her up onto her feet the best that he could through all of this.

“Mel, let’s get out of here,” he said, almost pleading while gripping her hand tightly.

Melody clang to Roman and nodded softly. “Okay, let’s go.” She urged him as she held on to him. Her ankle not wanting to cooperate with her. “Oww, my ankle..” she limped beside him trying her best to keep up with him and not be separated. 

[romanhartonen]

BLOOD ON YOUR HANDS.

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romanhartonen

Roman read the words she put on that pad of paper and almost found himself erupting with anger. She couldn’t dare call herself a friend of him if she was going to betray his trust like that. “You don’t have to see what they did to me or anyone. You didn’t have to do that. And of course they’re planning shit, they’re the fucking Remnant!”

As the woman was shoved right into him, he caught her and heard her words of apology. Goddamn. “No, you’re not. If you were you would come with me right now and we could avoid all of this shit. Don’t fucking apologize if you aren’t sorry.”

Mellie was weak and wanted to say yes, to give in. She hated everything she’d become for this story. And this was Roman, someone who could protect her. “Ok-” She went to speak but at that time the crowd erupted. Pushing and pulling took place and the woman was separated from Roman. Some brute of a man pushed Mellie to the grown and she was soon swallowed up by people’s feet making a doormat of her body. Unable to push the people off Mellie thought for sure she was dead and would see her sister again soon. 

[romanhartonen]

BLOOD ON YOUR HANDS.

who: mel + roman. location: parade route. date: april 14th, heroes day

Roman always hated going to Heroes Day celebrations, but this was a requirement. Work always posted as many paramedics on scene, knowing very well that the Guilty Remnant was going to end up causing a riot. It was bound to happen in some way or another. While the paramedics weren’t allowed to assist the Remnant ( no matter how much or little they wanted to ), they had to be there for the regular citizens who may have gotten accidentally trampled or hurt by another citizen.

Smoking a cigarette as the parade went by, the Finn noticed a familiar face. A familiar face with a few more in all white.

What the fuck was Melody doing with the Remnant? He remembered the promise. The kiss. The claim that she wasn’t going to join the Remnant for any information. And he was pissed. “Mel, what the fuck?!” he yelled, storming away from his ambulance towards the Remnant members and his friend. “What the fuck are you doing?!”

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Melody had been with the Remnant for a few weeks, she was no closer to breaking the story then when she first started. Now she was stuck wearing all white and burning up in the heat. She sighed trying to shake her shadow but froze once she hear a familiar voice. Roman. 

She took up her pad out of habit and scribbled on it. “I’m sorry.. I had to see what they did to you, what they’ve done to others. Rome this place is awful and they’re planning something today. I don’t know what but I’m scared.” She handed him the note and tried to blend back into the crowd. One passerby shoving the already weak from hunger woman into Roman only harder. She whispered. “I’m sorry.” In his ear before Christian could see or report  her.   

[melliethorn-blog]

♙+ ♔

♙ — What sorts of things soothe them when they’re worked up?

Alcohol. She always drinks when she stressed. Or music. She loves dancing to songs and being silly to release tension. 

♔ — What are three Netflix shows that they’ve rated five stars?

All guilty pleasures: 1.) Riverdale 2.) Chilling Adventures of Sabrina 3.) Grey’s Anatomy  

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♗— Do they want children? (tw: abortion) 

Mellie typical says no to this question given her ambitions with work. But if she was to ever be pregnant she would not abort a baby. She would probably be willing to have a baby with someone after years of being together and her feeling like she could trust them. 

[amessinadress]

We all need an Eliot.

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carobrady

“Well, hopefully one of these days he’ll come around and realize it’s worth more than it seems.” She shrugged nonchalantly and grinned. “Hey, here’s to that then.”

She said with a laugh. “True till then I’ll keep rocking the best I can. Got get that truth out there somehow.” 

[iwasthylaonce]

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carobrady

“Hey, bad press is still press, isn’t it?” she shook her head in disapproval, “People are way too soft nowadays. How are we going to rebuild this place if all we do is tip toe around each other’s feelings?”

“According to him, the G.R. is too much of a hot button issue.” She rolled her honey eyes. “Whatever, I still get the best stories.” 

[melliethorn-blog]

Undercover | Christian x Mellie

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christiansilvcstri

“ get up already. you just have to trust. “

Christian looked down at her, snapping his fingers. He wanted to get this hour over with, her on her way to find out how fulfilling the Remnant actually was. He knew Renata was involved enough with the Remnant to help convince her.

“You have to trust me first.” 

She stood and walked over the the chair, sitting down the sweater more like a dress than her own under it. She looked into Christian’s eyes. “Why do I scare you so? I’m half your size.” 

[jlynmar]

She is so selfless. I fucking love her.

[kev6425]

Summer Bishil

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roxieelvin

“Oh, dutch courage then, huh? Sounds pretty exciting to me. What d’you do at the moment?” She had time to spare a moment or two just chatting, so she leaned against the bar and rested her chin on her hand. “Anything’s gotta be better than bartending.” Roxie let out a little giggle.

“I’m a newscaster for channel 8. I always do little stories to get a dig at people.” She smirked before nodding to the woman. “Yeah, I bar tended in college. Hard work, not much fun.” 

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Undercover | Christian x Mellie

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christiansilvcstri

“ the remnant can be a family to you. that will keep you out of loneliness. “

Christian moved away from her, sitting back in his chair. The idea of her begging for forgiveness definitely made him happy, but he wasn’t going to just give in to her. He didn’t trust any moves that she made at that moment, keeping himself at a distance.

Her eyes were down cast. “How can I have faith in that though? How do I trust you if you don’t trust me?” 

Mellie questioned still on the floor, her knees less than comfortable at the idea of being on the bare ground with nothing to gain. Her hair a shield around her shoulders. Feeling so small in front of him. 

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roxieelvin

“Got’cha.” Roxanne nodded and grabbed a small glass. She began to laugh at the woman’s comment and nodded, “let’s hope this one stays in one piece.” Facing the back of the bar, she poured a shot of tequila into the glass, craning her neck to hear what else she was saying. “Double? Uh huh, sure. Any ice?” Another shot went in before she set the drink on the bar.

“So, what brings you here? You meeting someone, or is this just a little pick me up?” Roxie asked with a smile.

Mellie watched her move behind the bar is silence. Once she asked about ice Mel was quick to answer “No thanks.” Once the shot was on the bar safely and in one piece she took it in her hands and studied the glass. “I’m actually getting up some courage, I’m about to make a big career move and thought some of this might help.” She soon downed the drink before placing it on the bar top.