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i did kid abby bc. this image simply would not leave my head

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i did kid abby bc. this image simply would not leave my head
@atnemnt [x]
She still wasn’t quite sure of Abigail, always with a watching eye on the other woman. She couldn’t afford for her to lash out, for her to be in any way antagonistic. Because she had vouched for her to be brought into Prosperity, at least until she had recovered from her injuries. They had an infirmary, and without that Abigail would have died.
Sitting and watching the kids race across the grass, Carmina was caught off-guard by her question. “I dreamed of this, of the world outside the bunker I knew.”
“- I dreamed of being able to fly.” But beyond that? Glancing up at the clouds far above, she relived a memory of her dad fooling around with a toy yellow plane. “What about you, Abigail?”
atnemnt asked: ★ !!
@atnemnt | Send my character a ★ and I’ll bold everything they feel toward your character. accepting
I like you // I love you // You’re one of my best friends // You’re like family // You are family // I dislike you // I hate you // I’d kill you if I got the chance // I want you to like me // I’m scared of you // I would adopt you // I’d date you // I’d sleep with you // I’d marry you // I’m worried about you // You confuse me // You’re annoying // I pity you // I respect you // I trust you // I feel protective of you // I’d invite you with me to parties // I’d lend you my money // I’d borrow your money // You’re good-looking // I’m suspicious of you // I’m hiding something from you // You’re fun // You’re boring // I’m upset with you // You’re nice // You’re mean // I’m envious of you // You’re smart // You’re stupid // I look up to you // I think you’re a better person than me // I think I’m a better person than you // I want to apologize to you // I wish I’d never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know you better
He’d for sure adopt Abigail in an Uncle/cool older cousin fashion. Alex doesn’t think he’s cut out to be a dad, but he is cut out to be a supportive, positive influence in her life. He would absolutely be devastated at the things she does and would not hide that hurt from her. Alex knows she can do better, can be better, so when she chooses not to, he’s concerned for her. Hence the bolded, upset with you option. I’d put down good money on Alex getting killed while protecting her at some point. :D
“ they really thought we wouldn’t fight back, huh ? ” the comment is made to herself, somewhat surprised by how unprepared the enemy had been - or at least how weak they came across during the fight. they weren’t all that they made themselves out to be without rush and their precious captain. nevertheless, they’d retaken the outpost and of course lou and her sister had made an appearance to regain reputation. “ not outta breath are you ? ” her question is directed at a nearby highwayman, brows quirking as she removes her helmet with a grunt; fresh blood spattered across it. “ barely broke a motherfuckin’ sweat. ” / @atnemnt / sc.
@atnemnt // s.c. [ still accepting ]
the mask is a coping mechanism that he knows he needs to rid himself of. even joseph has told him this, in hushed whispers when no one is around, fingers gently touching worn wood as he asks him, again and again, to accept that he is forgiven and can wear his own face again in the world.
but it’s hard, so hard to accept forgiveness when there is so much blood on his hands, so much life that he has inadvertently ended. because he had been quick to judge, quick to pass judgement, and how ironic that it was his judgement that had cost the world everything, was also the thing that joseph trusted him the most with.
judgement. judgement and forgiveness.
he huffs a sigh and tips his head back, eyes staring blankly at the nighttime sky above them, at the nothern lights as they light up the montana sky.
he doesn’t stir at the sound of her footsteps, at the angry steps he’s come to associate with abigail. she was a sight for him to see at any time, all anger and hurt locked up in too-pretty features, and he wonders if she knows how much of her reminds him of her father, wonders if she knows how much of her is him.
“it is late.” his voice is hoarse, he doesn’t speak much, not anymore, but it still carries the softness it always has, a strange sort of empathy that had never been washed away despite his ordeal. “you should not be up.”
@atnemnt
“Oh for–––”
HE CROUCHES down studying the dead body she’d brought into the center of the open forest floor. He’d taken her out to teach her some BASICS on defending herself ( though he doubts she’ll use them, SHE’S not leaving his sight now that he’s found her ), and now here she was, HAVING killed some random raccoon that she seemed to have come across.
“What th’shit–––where th’fuck didja even find this damn thing? An’ what’d I tell ya ‘bout wanderin’ off?”
-- -- - - THE BAPTIST’S DAUGHTER ( abigail seed / @atnemnt )
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