#gradientelements

[bloodbubbleman]

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"Can I help you?" 

[karaiismarchive-blog]

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      "Hi again~"

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                  ❛ how the heck did you        ?? ❜

[infectedxcargo-archive]

Food, shelter, water. Food, shelter, water. Two days. It's been two. Or is it three? Three what? Days? Or longer? She couldn't keep anything straight. It was like she'd been yanked right out of Heaven. Her mind so desperately wanted to stay in the past, where the days and nights could go by with little interruption. Holed up in her room, somewhere alone. But there's a difference from being alone to being truly alone. Where was Joel? Which direction had he gone in. Had he-...of course he'd gotten out. Don't even ask that. Don't even think it. Her mind was enough shambles. The last thing it needed was to think of that. Find somewhere safe to say. Get something in your stomach. Then go look for Joel. Her resources were pathetically limited. She'd gotten soft, gotten stupid. She didn't put enough emergency dry food in her backpack. For the first year or so, Ellie had been prepared to leave at a moment's notice. As the years went by though...she started getting comfortable...and now it was costing her. So wrapped up in thoughts of her own, she had no idea where she was even going. Looking into the distance, she saw a few buildings, tall and decrepit. Should she go towards the city? She'd bet there were Infected there...but there might be some good stuff in there. Focused on what might be the best plan of action, she hadn't felt the shift in the earth. Didn't hear the snap of the trap being activated. No, it was only after she felt a sharp, painful yank from her ankle that sent her upwards, hanging upside down from a tree. A small cry in surprise was soon followed by, "are you fucking kidding me right now?" with a small growl accompanying it. Arms hanging loosely beside her head, she looked in the immediate area to see if there was any sign of life. After that, she reached into her back pocket--only to find it empty. "What the-" Eyes going straight to the ground, she found her switchblade glinting dimly in the sunlight. "Wow." She breathed in disbelief.

[crownedwithashes]

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A dog collar

"Ah... I hope this will fit that snowbear-hound of yours..." Rowan said, extending his hand and offering the large collar to Korra. "Happy Saturalia, lassie," He bid her with a friendly human grin.

[asktheheroesoftamriel]

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This should have been a simple task.  The Greybeards had directed her to a word of power, and she had gone out to find it.  However, they'd failed to mention that this particular word of power was guarded by both a dragon and some sort of undead floating... thing that refused to die.  It had backed her into a corner, and she raised her axe to strike a blow before it could incinerate her when a fireball struck it in the back, causing it to dissolve into ash.  "Thank you," she called to the woman she saw standing there, presumably the one who had launched the fireball, "Bastard might've gotten me if you hadn't done that."