#;;startold

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[ TXT ] : who is this? ( jay-den + kyle )

[to Jay-den]: Hey! It's Kyle from the war college. [to Jay-den]: This is Jay-den, right? As in he who crosses oceans of fire?

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you  can  stay  here,  as  long  as  you  need. ( astrid + aarush )

Ragged breaths escape him as crescent moons form in his palms, nails biting the skin until he feels the sting and prays it calms him. It doesn’t. He vaguely hears Astrid, the other crew were outside the ship and he’d retreated inside after a near miss had flared his anger. Worthless. Dangerous. Reckless. Each word came from a different voice. Himself, Johan and his mother. His eyes stung, tears of frustration threatening to spill from his eyes and the promises he’d made them all churning up the guilt in his stomach.

Who did he think he was? Acting as if he could give them all a better life, could take them on adventures without harm coming to them and then provide? He couldn’t even provide for his own mother. Eventually he stopped being aware of where he was, hands gripping at his hair as he tried to calm his now laboured breathing. Heart hammering in his chest, a faint ringing in his ears and it happened so quickly.

He’d reached a boiling point he didn’t know he was so close to, anger spilling over and forming into curses as he stood to pace the room once before picking up the treasure he’d found. A single hunk of what looked now like metal, he was sure it was worth something but worth risking the people he loved? He threw it without thinking, not even registering @startold in the room until it was too late and listening to the crack of it connecting against the wall.

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[ 3PM ] a city sidewalk gloomy with mist & countless puddles. ( bruce + ariana )

Carrying the loose piles of sheet music, she sighed before looking up to the mist. It was a quieter street, activity thrumming at a distance and offering her a rare moment of peace. She was miles from home, able to leave care of her parents to someone else for a day and focus on her music. It was then that she saw a familiar face, the famed Bruce Wayne, and she paused, unsure if she should say hello. She decided to chance a greeting, "Mr Wayne!" Evading puddles, she caught up to him and offered him a smile before an outstretched hand. "Ariana Paradis, I've played at quite a few of the events you've attended. How are you?"

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you  don't  have  to  act  tough  with  me. ( bones + jim )

Brows furrowed as the smile he'd had plastered on his face all day faltered. Of course he could see through him, this was Bones and he knew every version of him, at least the ones that counted. He twists his lips slightly attempting to distract from the sting he felt in his eyes and took another sip of whiskey. The fiery liquid coursing through him while he willed it to numb everything in him. It had been so quick, a simple scout mission gone awry and the boy had trusted Jim. Fresh out of the academy, trusting his Captain would guide him and now his mother would receive the news that he would never come home, "I could've done more, Bones."

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Closed starter for @startold

Prim looks over to the unoccupied padd and looks around expecting somebody to retrieve it but after a few more minutes nobody comes to claim. It's left open on a report and she finds her curiosity getting the best of her. She'd not heard much of the last mission and she found her eyes skimming over it before she heard a cough behind her, "Jesushmurphy!" The woman stood straight before turning quickly, "I-I'm sorry it was left open and i was trying to work out who it belonged to." She knew it wasn't the correct protocol and felt her cheeks burns lightly at having been caught.

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@startold liked for a lil corwin starter for ronnie

Terror clawed its way into his heart; he had no recollection of the events that had just come to pass, but the blood on his hands was enough of an indicator that he had done some serious harm, and all he could remember was the feeling of a threat. Eyes squeezed shut as he desperately tried to pick at his memory, at the parts this side of him always protected him from and that he hid from the rest of his coven, even from Enna. When he eventually calms himself enough, he steps out towards where he knows the bodies to be, stomach already churning uncomfortably as he tries to figure out what he will do, but is stopped short when he sees the other, eyes widening as he looks down at the men who lie at his feet. "I can explain?"

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❛ did you hurt yourself? ❜ ( jay-den + darem )

Darem shifts in his seat, caught off guard momentarily at Jay-den noticing his discomfort but quickly schooling his features and offering him an easy smile. "Just a bruise, you should see the other guy." His jacket was pulled to the side slightly, wanting to avoid any unnecessary attention. If he could just get to his quarters, he could deal with the wound without having to make an unnecessary trip to the medbay. The last thing he needed was a reported injury from a fight getting back to his parents. "Where's Mir?" The second-to-last thing he wanted was for Mir to know.

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( stop ) : for SENDER to break up a fight RECEIVER is involved in. ( jay-den + akayr )

It felt personal. Akayr had been analysing their moves for the past eight minutes of mat time, and she came to the conclusion that they were trying to cause long-lasting injury to her. It came as no surprise; she knew her reputation off the mat was more appalling than on, and she appreciated the challenge. It wasn't until she'd had them pinned, waiting for them to submit to her, that the fight had taken a turn. They had headbutted her; there was no rule against it, but it was dirty, and it had done enough to spark Akayr's anger. Once stood she'd spat blood in their face, body lunging forward as they were distracted and fists flew. Strong arms gripped her to haul her off of her opponent as another held them down, "Let me go!" The words came in Klingon, spat with venom, despite not knowing who held her at bay as she tried to escape their grasp.