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[enduredxdefiance]

‘🎶’ [diamondpilot]

Send me ‘🎶’ and I’ll write a starter for our muses based on the next song on my playlist. 

“Bring Me to Life” by Evanescence

Wake me up, wake me up inside I can’t wake up,Wake me up inside, save me,Call my name and save me from the dark, wake me upBid my blood to run, I can’t wake upBefore I come undone, save meSave me from the nothing I’ve become

War weakly lifted her head, hissing at the pain it caused her to do so. “Fuck…” She was on the ground on her stomach, one of her arms twisted awkwardly. She gritted her teeth and adjusted herself into a more comfortable position before forcing herself onto all fours. Her who body ached and cried out in retaliation to the movement but she ignored it. Turning her head, she saw the great ball of fire that was the helicopter. The helicopter. The crash. Pequod.

She ignored the pain she felt and stood up immediately. “Pequod? Pequod?!” She looked around frantically, trying to find the pilot. Had he gotten out? War ran to the cockpit as quickly as she could, sliding onto her knees alongside it to try and find her friend. “Pequod?” The glass was broken out. Had he escaped? She needed to move away from the wreckage. It was too dangerous to be this close to the flaming bird.

A sudden groan got her attention. Turning to her left she saw the pilot face down on the ground several yards away. “Shit!” She was by his side within a few seconds. “Pequod? Hey! Wake up!” She shook his shoulder to try and bring him back. “Come on. We gotta move.” She checked his pulse. He was still alive. She tried to rouse him a few more times but couldn’t wake him. Finally, she just decided to try and drag him away from the wreckage incase the thing blew up.

[enduredxdefiance]

♮ [diamondpilot]

War had fallen asleep on the couch in the rec room, exhausted from the previous mission. She felt a hand softly brush her hand back but she was too tired to open her eyes. The couch cushion by her head dipped as if someone had sat down next to her. The hand continued to stroke her hair until she finally opened her eyes and looked up to see Pequod.

@diamondpilot

[enduredxdefiance]

❛ brush ❜ [diamondpilot. he would braid her hair tbh]

War sat still on the edge of the helicopter while he worked with her hair. “What did you say you were doing again?” War either had her hair in a bun, pony tail, or just down. She hadn’t ever really tried any other hairstyle.

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"How are you doing, Boss? That mission looked quite rough..." Pequod rarely spoke in the helicopter, but this time he looked quite worried. [diamondpilot]

He lifted his head a little, pressing some piece of cloth against a wound on his shoulder, slightly shrugging. 

“I’m good. Just a scratch.” It was nothing compared to what he had been through already. His body was covered in scars, one more wouldn’t make a difference. He felt a little dizzy thought, but he was sure it’d vanish soon. 

“-- just need some food and rest...”