#freedomsbounty

[zaunrising]

“ i  love  when  people  underestimate  me  and  then  become  pleasantly  surprised . ” - Vi to Silco

“I’m sure you do. How ironic, that we have something in common.” Ironic, and a bit irritating if he was honest. The fact that he’d underestimated her once, and refused to do so again, was left unsaid. Although, considering the effort he’d put into hunting her down, had he truly underestimated her? Who could have predicted some stuck up Piltie would have been the thing that ensured Vi’s survival? That, however, was the past. With how things had gone down, Silco had realized one simple thing. Killing Vi would very likely end with him loosing Jinx entirely. If, that was, he could ever pull Jinx back into his life. That was an ongoing priority, but all things in their own time.

Looking to Jericho, the tall and broad fishman, he gave a little nod. “Frog legs, and an eel.” Good eye flickering towards Vi, Silco moved to sit down beside her. “This, I believe is as close to neutral ground as we’ll find here in Zaun. Which given our current situation seems for the best.” Hands on the counter in front of Silco as he settled down. Not out of fear, but in order to wordlessly say that he wasn’t there to attack her. Not physically at least. Not yet. A long slow pause as Silco considered what to say before finally he simply turned his head to gaze at Vi. “You remind me of… anyways, I’ll be blunt to save us both time. Leaving aside the “can I, can’t I” conversation. Killing you would hurt Jinx more than it would help me. And regardless of if you believe it or not, Jinx is my priority. I do not wish her alone in Zaun now, and killing you risks her ending up utterly alone.” Silco did not trust that Jinx would accept him killing Vi, should Jinx ever realize he was still alive. That it wouldn’t drive a wedge between the two of them henceforth, and forever. It simply wasn’t worth the risk.

Eyes steady, and calm, they stayed on Vi. “The question is, what is your priority? Is it your hatred of me, or is it Jinx? And before you answer, let me remind you that we’ve both already seen what happens when we try to force her to pick.” Lips twitching in a sardonic smile, he gave a faint shake of his head. “I’d rather not have a repeat.” He still felt his chest ache from time to time, and there wasn’t a single time he didn’t touch the new scar while stepping out of the bath. Some lessons only had to be taught once, even to a stubborn old miner like him.

[zaunrising]

“ it’s  gonna  hurt . ” - Sevika to Jinx

Eyes shining a shimmer fueled magenta, suspicion in them mixing with a rage that wasn’t directed at Sevika specifically, but more the situation as a whole, Jinx had stepped away from the large woman. Something in her stance reminiscent of a hound taught to attack at a moment’s notice now uncertain, and expecting to be hit. Her right hand holding onto her upper left arm to try to keep it from shifting too much. A shoulder dislocated and shoved completely out of place making it hard for her to follow her near instinctual urge to either attack, or to simply leave, had her shifting as she eyed the large woman.

Silco was dead. She’d killed him. Sevika knew that, she had to know that. She knew what wounds from Jinx’s weapons looked like. Why was Sevika standing there just… offering aid? Why was one of the few people Jinx suspected could actually kill her if given the right opportunity, and who surely had reason to do so, not immediately taken advantage of this situation? All the same, Sevika had never actually lied to Jinx. Not that she could remember, at least.

“I don’t understand.” Voice a hissing, confused thing, her eyes flickered away from Sevika for a second. “Fine.” Without thinking, she dropped her right hand, and along the way pulled a Chomper off her belt, letting it dangle from her hand. Maybe this was all a trick, and Sevika was about to take her arm, but with the Shimmer running through her, Jinx wouldn’t bleed out before she could arm that Chomper. Arm it, and latch it onto Sevika.

Turning a bit, she offered her dislocated arm to the woman. “Why are you… whatever, just do it.”

One, last, final bit of trust. Perhaps the last bit the young killer still had within her.

[corditeheart]

There wasn't much of a word spoken before Sevika lifted Michele off of the chair of the desk and carried her off to rest in bed.

unprompted shenanigans!

She works too hard. She knows she does, even when she's supposed to have cut back on her responsibilities, when she is supposed to enjoy her life.

But sometimes, Garden still demands hours and hours and hours-- and this is not the first time she's laid her head down on her desk for just five minutes.

Five minutes turns, of course, into far more than five; she's got a light imprint of the keyboard in her cheek as Sevika scoops her up, but doesn't notice, doesn't care. There's comfort, familiarity, a brief opening of her eyes long enough to mumble, "What time is it?"

She's given Garden more than five minutes-- she's taking the rest of the night.

[seabiscuit]

Sliding in, there is no hesitation in how Kya calmly grabs Lin by the collar of her shirt to tug her in for a tender kiss. She's been missed.

@freedomsbounty / INBOX KISSES

Lin gives a small start of surprise when she's pulled away from her paperwork ;

and the winds wind down when warmth is pressed against her lips. There's a ' sigh ', and it's hard to tell if it's a symptom of stubbornness or satisfaction. She let's it linger, and Lin pulls back, eyebrows drawing down and forehead lines settling in -

" Which one of my men let you into my office? "

[corditeheart]

“What a nice little sound, I think I’ll bite there again.” - Sevika

Outside, the world could be ending (again), and she wouldn't know, because the blindfold tied around her eyes is preventing her from tracking exactly where Sevika is-- low, she knows, breath warm along her right calf, words coming out like a balm over the bite in question.

Her hands skate along the sheets blindly, digging into soft fabric because Sevika's just out of reach, not close enough for Xu to put her hands in her hair, or on her body, or anywhere else she wants to touch.

It's enough to drag an impatient, frustrated noise from her, anticipation heightened, waiting, wanting--

Outside, the world could be ending (again) and she wouldn't care, because Sevika makes good on her promise.

Those words are all the warning she gets before teeth graze along the inside of one leg, just above her knee, and the noise she makes in response is just as eager as the act.

It's an exquisite torture, being made to wait like this, but she knows it won't last forever, because Sev is just as impatient as she is. Thank god.

"Higher," she breathes, forcing herself to refrain from the urge to rip off the blindfold entirely, to give into what she wants. That's the game. That's the fun. "Harder."

[gauntlets-shot]

yeah, i get called that a lot. - Vi to Caitlyn

Prompts from Spongebob Squarepants | accepting

"What, spunky? I haven't heard anyone use that word in ages," Caitlyn defended with a shrug. "It is what you are though. Bravery, courage...you're like a knight in shining armor so the speak." Knights were usually charming too and perhaps some might think otherwise but Caitlyn believed Vi was that. She had her way with things that Caitlyn found alluring, even if they were unorthodox. It was why she admired her. One of the reasons at least. A blush came to Caitlyn's cheeks at what she admitted and she cleared her throat.

"Now anyways, let's go again," Caitlyn stated and held her boxing mitts up. She and Vi had been training with each other at the back of her estate. "I'm able to predict your pattern better than before but still, I don't know how I'll ever will my body to leave such an impact if I tried to punch like that," She observed before she shook her head a little. "No matter. There are many variables to this. Just continue going at it with me, please," She requested and motioned for Vi to come at her again. "And don't hold back." Not like Vi was before anyways.

[corditeheart]

[ bullet ] sender jumps in front of receiver and takes a bullet meant for them - Sevika

She should have never let her guard down. Not for a second. Not here, not in a place that isn't home, with its intricate security system and three very capable mercenaries living inside it.

Here is supposed to be a vacation, a reprieve from their ordinary day-to-day.

She shouldn't have to be on high alert for the sharp report of gunfire, she shouldn't have to see Sevika jerk back once, twice, three times, her blood hot against Xu's face.

The sidewalk is suddenly against her back, Sevika's body heavy on top of her, and Xu can only watch as the car screams away from the curb, taking its gunmen with it.

"Sev," she says urgently, rolling her onto her back. It's bad. It's so very bad. "Sevika, no, no, baby, keep your eyes open--" Xu scrambles for her phone, demands an ambulance (no, now, right the fuck now!)

"Look at me. Just keep your eyes on me." Stay awake, and she might not die.

[corditeheart]

"You are such a good girl for me." - Sevika

unprompted spice!

Her face is buried in the pillow, Sevika's voice like honey and smoke along her spine. Her lips feel like brands, with every subtle touch; Michele Xu is so many things outside of these walls, but right now, all she can hear are those words.

Such a good girl.

(What can she say? She grew up a gifted cadet and turned into a gifted SeeD and her entire body demands approval.)

Xu reaches back, blindly, fingers grazing across Sev's face, hair, moaning into the soft fabric of the pillow with each subtle thrust, unyielding silicone pressing deep for one more second. It's nearly enough to undo her again, if she thought she could endure it.