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[the-forsakenlegionnaire]

"I... Need a break... Some time for myself."

"Ju-ust .... Me, and a very few people... Anyone else can go screw themselve."

[the-forsakenlegionnaire]

bladeofthegeneral

Since her dear cassius couldn't find time for her, she would make him come for her.

Yes, yes ... This plan was devious, she happily thought has she left away, a strannge animal resting on top of her head .....

[the-forsakenlegionnaire]

"Christmas has a strange air, this year." Wondered the echidna aloud. "A mix of happiness, and sorrow... A strange stew , prepared with love, filled with passion, heated by anger , with a few tears added to the mix." "There is a bit of mines, a bit of others... A bit of yours maybe , if you can still cry..." But one thing would not change. "I still miss you." It was a strange show one would see. Such an unusual sight that was the echidna's private life.

[the-forsakenlegionnaire]

The days would go on, passing by as lien-da sat before the archer's pass . Never would she forget that day. How many time did they had to kill gaius. And yet, he came back. And threw her off the cliff.... Or did she shot him and accidentaly fell ? In any case, that was suicide, and she survived to overthink about it. It was all in the past, and still... It didn't . The story was repeating itself. Falana's resistace movement needed a leader, and needed, the hero's boyfriend had been chosen. What they failed to realise was that his newphew was not made for this kind of work. Yet their decision had been taken, rejecting the outsider's opinion , and deeming it useless, if not toxic. Such hypocrite words, if anything. But she stood silent that day. Acts spoke more than words, and she could see the worry in people's eye when she made her way back to the village she was currently residing in. Her currently calm demeanor was hiding a violent nature, and anyone could see it. Feel it. And they openly feared it at times In another life, she would have cultivated this fear, used it to further her own ends, but now.. She was not on the right side to act in such ways. Home at last. It was in time like these she missed the legion's saucer. As ridiculous looking as they were, they still allowed a lot of ground to be covered in little time. But she didn't think of it any longer. The currenty free time she had was now dedicated to resting her body in a cold bath, cleaning away all sort of impurity. Hopefully, no one would come and bother her...

[the-forsakenlegionnaire]

The snow kept on falling ... The cold wind hitting the window had little chances to hurt her, but the chill it brought was still strong enough to wake an old wound of hers. A scar running through her body like a dark line in a white painting. She didn't die that day, but the outcome was just the same : she was an empty shell, waiting for a death that would never come, as if amused by her fate. And the snow keeps on falling, like the time passing... She understood why cassius hated it so much. The snow, so white, so pure... Unlike them. Bloody, dirty... Corrupted to the core. It didn't matter. Nothing mattered anymore. And the snow keeps on falling.

[mimibunu]

I'm not sorry

[a-soft-fluffy-girl]

Soul of an Android || Open Future AU

Another day, another lack of being bought.

C-U908, codename 'Dust', part of the Falana Series, was upon his stand, with a glass case as a salable unit for the Elysian Android Emporium's most prestigious line of products. Coming in four different types, from model A to D, each one offered a certain type of service ranging from home security to the affectionate pleasure-givers, and everything in between. Model C? The cuddler of the group. One that holds its own in even the most realistic snuggles, while also being very fit for menial labor around the house. The perfectly affectionate servant for those that work at home.

And yet, this particular unit? Unit 908 of the Model C line? He was aware. He stared out from his admittedly lifeless body, letting his thoughts wittle his mind away to pass the time. He wouldn't end up being the lucky one to be bought. And even then, he wasn't sure he'd want to be. He nearly risked decommissioning after showing... "features" that the normal one did not have. So he had been shaped into the perfect little toy to be used by any rich peon willing enough to toss out the money to buy him.

... he only wished that it wouldn't end that way when he would eventually be bought. And at this point? That day was today. And he was about to see his new owner walk through the entrance at any moment.

[the-forsakenlegionnaire]

"I'm feeling down the drain. I might need a little love in my life.... Where are you , dear.."