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@ashimselves || sentence starters.
“You will learn. You have no choice.” Levelheaded finality meets nihilism. They sense the hesitance as the spiderant circles Zane, before coming to a stop before him. Her mouth parts; jagged teeth agape, before --- regurgitating what appears to be a fresh ammo pack. Fl4k leans down, patting the spiderant’s crown before their optic turns to look at Zane. “You should take it. It means you are pack now.”
DID THESE THINGS EVER STAY DOWN?! baring her teeth, clementine closed her eye and peered down the scope of her rifle to line up her shot, pressing the trigger repeatedly did the bullets QUICK FIRE one after another and lodge themselves into the skulls of alien canines that charged at her. reloading, the final creature gnarled its grime and drool-ridden maw at her before she aimed, and fired one last bullet through its head and watched as the blood combusted from the GAPING hole where its face once was, thudded to the ground. hulking her rifle up against her shoulder, she trudged forward and kicked the intestines that steamed within the air and created a RACID stench that should’ve burned her eyebrows and nose off aside with her boot. where were these things even coming from? nevertheless, she was tasked with clearing out the wave of ratches from entering the temple. exhaling a breath from the exertion, she made her way to the staircases to ring the bell and signal her return to the stormhaven square. as relieved as she was, clementine couldn’t help but wonder about lilith. it wasnt like her to be [ THIS ] quiet. not even amara. was everything okay? it had to be, right? otherwise they all would’ve KNOWN if something was up. still, it felt smart to check the tracker for her whereabouts and making sure she didn't get herself into trouble. ringing the bell, she hops from the ledge only to land on her feet again outside the doors that gradually opened for her. ❛ more of those things will get inside if we don’t start upping the security up there. I almost got my face chewed off. ❜ she huffed. ❛ another one of those things, huh? ❜ maya sighed, shaking her head. ❛ they're popping up like weeds these days, you rest up and we’ll look into whether this is happening on other planets, okay? ❜ nodding, and despite the UNEASE that set in her stomach like an anchor, clementine made her way towards, and entered the home she shared with ava. plunking down on the floor in the living room, she shrugged off her bag of collectables that clunked onto the ground in a scattered heap. fishing out her echo device----a nice gift from tannis, tattooed fingers press the button, and clem turned the dial. ❛ okay, now where are you, girl... ❜
starter for @ashimselves / & zane.
@ashimselves said: “Lookin' for trouble, are we?”
Late Night Wanderings Sentence Starters | still accepting
she froze in place, the question coming from behind her. shock momentarily crossed her face, and while she wanted to play as if she didn’t hear them it was hard to when the words were clearly aimed at her. she was, after all, the only other person really around. ‘ damn it, ’ she cursed inwardly, resisting the urge to sigh. so much for leaving scott-free.
discreetly, her hand closed around the object she’d swiped moments earlier and pocketed it. she turned on her heel, offering one of her most dazzling smiles as a distraction while her green eyes gave the stranger a quick once over. she couldn’t really tell if he looked peeved or if that was just the way his face was naturally, but she hoped for the latter. — there was no way he’d seen her right? fiona had many talents, sleight of hand being one of them. she didn’t get caught.
❝ depends on the type of trouble, ❞ she told him, tilting her head to the side as she tried to come off as casual as possible while also taking heed of their surroundings. she wanted to be ready to leave at a moment's notice, but she was really hoping she wouldn’t have to run.
❝ didn’t come out here just to deliver that old tired line, did ya ? ❞
tfw your biggest fans are yourself and p much your only two friends
@ashimselves
It must be a long-shot if both Amara and Moze turned down his request, and a hunter such as Fl4k recognizes a long shot when they see one. Conversely, they also recognize that sometimes these long shots prove to offer the greatest bounties. It is why, when Zane asks them to join him, they do not decline. It’s not every day that one hunts a target such as this. “Oh, I am in. I am very much ‘in.’”
@ashimselves
"HAHAHHAHAHHAAHA COME BACK!!!!"
"WHERE ARE YOU GOING MADAM????"
The psychos weren't far behind the pyro as she darted down Promethea's war filled streets. It was almost game over now. She did her best to keep herself on the down low for fear of Maliwan finding her, but now to Pele, it seems like she has no other choice.
Swinging inside her worn messenger bag, Wilhelm grunted from within a teddy bear, "Why are you running?? You've dealt with worse!!"
"Because I didn't have enough time to ignite and I don't want to draw attention to myself!" She hissed as she made a sharp turn into a courtyard.
"Fuck. That." He argued, "You do you."
She skidded to a halt in front of a burning trash can with a sigh of relief. Smacking her lips as she mentally counted the amount of psychos that came her way, pele dipped her organic arm into the fiery pit. She felt the heat radiate through her veins, escalating to the roots of her hair.
Oh well. She wasn’t the type to go quiet about anything.
@ashimselves said: don’t panic.
miscellaneous angst starters. | still accepting
❝ MOVE, ❞ she demanded, pushing against zane with a desperation — a NEED — to get passed. but he was solid and unmoving and she wasn’t thinking. couldn’t think. all that mattered was that sasha had been taken and he was in her way. grunting, she hit him once against his chest, then twice, and again until her fists turned into grips holding onto the padding of his clothes. ❝ MOVE...! ❞ she repeated, this time more of a plea. futile as it may have been.
it made sense. he made sense. she couldn’t breathe and he could see it. — the reckless abandon. her sister had always been her weak point. a card she’d held closer to her chest than any other. fiona wasn’t acting like herself, and she was going to get herself killed. but it was hard not to replay the moment she’d been taken over and over. the fear. the BLOOD. her stomach turned and her head pounded because she had failed sasha for a second time. ❝ i CAN’T... i can’t lose her. ❞ not again.
her grip on him tightened, her green eyes locking onto his blue one. his words weren’t groundbreaking or inspirational, but the weight he put in them grounded her. time ticked forward and she took a breath... and then another. her worry became fuel for something else and it simmered, untangling her thoughts one by one. she still wasn’t fully herself, but it was a start. — she could at least ask the right question. ❝ how do we get her back? ❞
@ashimselves said: “Think any 'f the pubs are still gonna be open?” Late Night Wanderings Sentence Starters
a shrug is all he gets in response. she can’t imagine that a bar would close on pandora any later than any other planet. “ how should i know? ” she asks, brow risen and arms crossed. she studies him for a moment before another thought pops into her head. “ you know, if you’re just going to try to hit on moxxi again, i wouldn’t waste my time if i were you. ”
