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Sam gets his happiness by making other people happy. It’s why he’s so quick to share something, help, or give a gift.

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—{ Ohanzee || Mila }—

As per usual, the sun beat down upon the Mojave, causing the dust and sand and grime to almost glimmer. Shine and reveal ever little perfect imperfection the Wastes had to offer. Crows with glinting feathers, ravaging decaying corpses. Torn, irradiated plant-life rustling as wind battered thick leaves and branches. It was truly a wonder to be a witness to Mother Nature—how she regained her footing and managed to pull through the sickness that plagued her. Sadly, this remarkable feat would never be recorded in history books—long destroyed and sitting in dust and decay.

Mila slowly made her way through the canyon, boots kicking up wispy clouds of dirt—thumping and creating a steady rhythm as she walked. Her feet no longer blistered, as days spent walking and running conditioned her perfectly.

A familiar sight of bleached bones graced her—pearly white and so, so brittle. With a simple touch, she was sure they could s h a t t e r under her hands. Best to admire rather than jostle. Her pace quickened ever so slightly. It was more of a lazy stroll than anything else. She slipped through a rather tight crack between towering rock formations, making her way into a clearing—faced with a wall that lead up to Ohanzee's den. Strange—as she hadn't managed to even pass by his territory much, though she'd traveled extensively over the months.

She made her way up—climbing with skill and precision—muscles working as they should. Perfectly. Twitching and moving fluidly under golden-brown flesh. The scent of leathers and furs lingered in the thin air. So familiar, and yet so foreign and almost forgotten. It reminded her of home—her own tent nestled in a dark corner within the Fort, along with piles of lavish fur and linens. A long while ago, she would have basked in the freedom she had. But now? Now she felt as though she b e l o n g e d with the men in red. She had become them, and she couldn't say that she exactly hated it. Even if she didn't agree with some teachings, the Legion had become her salvation—her reason to live and thrive.

With a cigarette between plump, yet chapped, lips, Mila waltzed toward the den. Surprising. The odd tribal was s l e e p i n g . How cute—huddled by a long dead fire, entwined between mounds of various soft furs. Snoring—just a bit. He looked almost boyish. Back pressed against a stone wall, the woman waited with her arms crossed, nicotine and tobacco burning away. When he stirred—groggy and barely awake, she chose to speak, keeping her voice quite low—dangerous and dark as ever.

"You sleep rather soundly for someone who should be on his toes."

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beastfromthecanyon replied to your post: “Is there som...

"No. Is nothing. Misaki is nosy."

"Oh, really now, Ohanzee? I don't think Mia would lie about something like that, would she?"

#beastfromthecanyon #{ //wheezes// }

beastfromthecanyon replied to your post:Really though: Mia and Octavian are the only two...

{ WELL she's not gonna be honest about actually helping out the Legion. Let alone WANTING to help them. }

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{ Shipping Hell? }

ULTIMATE SHIP MEME - Send my character a ❤ and I’ll fill in the form of what my character would do with yours.

Affectionate;

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Would my character…

#;nsfw #beastfromthecanyon #ask

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Send “✘” For my muse to say something they dislike about your muse

He's a huge jerk who breaks people's stuff and then laughs at them! I'm going to punch him in the mouth >:C

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beastfromthecanyon:

Oh sweet Jesus! She’s coming right for him! Panicking for a few seconds he would almost belly-crawl in the sand to get away from his current position without her spotting him… However crawling around in his hunting gear wasn’t practical and he still left drag marks in the dirt…

It didn't take Dorothy long to get up there. She frowned at the marks left in the dirt and looked around once. Was it hurt? She hoped so... much easier to deal with than having to track it down and fight. She followed the marks eagerly, excited about the thought of fresh lunch.

#beastfromthecanyon #just gonna keep following and then get upset when its not food :(