ascende superius - seek higher things
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ascende superius - seek higher things
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*we could of had it all plays softly in the background*
ship: cockroach mechanic | ✩
“Why do you always have to be the one to sacrifice?”
the view from space//murphy x raven -s5
Raven had grown so used to the dull hum and blinking lights on the various computer screens of the ship, she could see them plastered behind her eyelids when she slept. More accurately, if she slept. She and Murphy had split the ship, dividing the space that was furthest away from the prisoner’s holding zone into areas for them to sleep. Raven trudged down the dark hall to hers late at night, and left before the proverbial sun would rise-if they weren’t in space, of course. She’d gathered that over the first few days since she’d convince Bellamy and the others to leave, she had obtained maybe four hours of sleep in total. That night, after tossing and turning one too many times, she surrendered to her restlessness. Sitting up in bed, manhandling her leg at the brace to help shift it to the floor, she got to her feet with a groan. She was fine, really, her leg was healed as it’d ever be. She’d gotten use to the limp, the weight, the resistance always working against her. Yet it was always the hours when she woke that were the hardest, having to renegotiate her standing and waking up the limb that had fallen asleep. Perhaps it was another contributor to her consistent lack of sleep. Once on her feet, she ran her fingers through her hair, finding an elastic on her wrist to pull the strands back and out of her face. Reaching over, she grabbed her jacket on her way out of her sleeping quarters. The doors swooshed open a little louder than she’d hope for sneaking around too early in the morning, and she was glad she and Murphy had divided the ship. Made her sleeplessness less of a distraction. She started the memorized trek to the control room and sat down in front of the main computer screens, a blinking display of information on the prisoners, activity on the land, and a monitoring of any possible radio waves lay in front of her. Once she had the information in sight, and the power of controls at her finger tips, she let out a sigh. Her nerves settled slightly. She couldn’t sleep, exactly, but here, in the driver’s seat, she could at least rest.
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Stay up on that rise and never come down.
[Caption: gifs of various Raven scenes (bragging about her coding in s06e13; telling the radiation wave to kiss her ass in s04e12; challenging A.L.I.E. and doing chin-ups in s03e10; saying the bridge “won’t survive her” in s01e10; pulling off her helmet and smiling in s01e02, the first time we see her), with lyrics from the chorus of Panic at the Disco’s High Hopes over them. To read them, the gifs themselves have captions.]
requested by anonymous
Murphy and Raven in 6.10 Matryoshka
raven reyes aesthetic
lunita querida II
Iâll be good, Iâll be good for all of the times I never could.