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@hurtspeople
she’s been looking through the apartment, finding old things now that it was dubbed no longer a crime scene. when the door opened the shadow caught her by surprise and yet... yet she knew it, knew him. she blinked a few times. ❛ richard? ❜
@hurtspeople ; starter call.
the apartment is clean and that in and of itself should be alarming. there’s no chaotic tones of red, nor yellow in the place. it’s blue-green, that beautiful teal that seems to bring everyone in it at ease. there is no sign that the avian masked males were even here. she’s standing, and her waifish form sways like the sinewy branches of a willow tree. this place is the closest thing to peace richard will probably experience. ❛ you’re safe now. ❜
@hurtspeople | STARTER
The Commonwealth was filled with groups that took a great bit of pleasure in fear mongering the populace. The Institute just so happened to be one of the groups that was all too good at it, killing and replacing people with spies. It was almost comical, just how strange and horrifying each and every action was. Jochebed couldn’t even begin to figure out what they stood to gain from it all, she supposed it didn’t matter because no matter what excuse they rattled off it wouldn’t be okay in her book.
With all of these stories circling her mind, she was very hesitant to move to the Commonwealth with several of her brothers and sisters. However, they needed her and she was willing to be the much needed armorer they needed. The armor crafted by her delicate hands would shield them from the bullets of heretics. She also did some much needed side work to help keep ammo in their pockets and food in their bellies when scavenging wasn’t enough, an act that could have gotten her killed if she was back at the Nucleus.
“If you like, I could repair that for you. Just a couple caps,” if she had known that she was speaking to one of the boogeymen of the wastes she would have turned on her heels and ran for the hills. But she didn’t know, in fact, he didn’t even know himself.
@hurtspeople.
she wasn’t entirely sure if richard would like this or not, but she was trying. the apartment was decorated with fairy lights and somehow she’d found a place that made heart shaped pizzas. yes, she was dedicated to making this a decent valentine’s day. ( considering the ones before had all been a waking nightmare. ) when he came in the door, she smiled a bit and glanced around. she rocked from her heels to the balls of her feet and back again. ❛ so what do you think? ❜
@hurtspeople ; starter call.
it’s late when he gets back, the led display reads two-thirty but she’s not surprised. not in the least. she’d fallen asleep on the couch, and she felt bad for neglecting the bed he’d given her but she wants to make sure he’s at least okay. after all richard’s done for her, she has to... she doesn’t feel right when it comes to not helping, and he’s either bleeding or he’s covered in other people’s blood. either way she has the first aid kit out, and she’s waiting patiently. she’s sitting on the counter and her feet hover above the ground. ❛ please tell me the blood isn’t your’s? you said you’d be careful. ❜
@hurtspeople ; continued.
delilah couldn’t really find many reasons for being upset anymore, but she just wanted to get out... away from the city for a bit. away from it’s chaos and neon nightmare. even if it had been slowly turning into more of a dream, she reveled in the idea of escaping for a bit. just for a little while. ❛ you’re serious? ❜ blue eyes are wide like saucers as she glances up at him. a smile slowly working at her lips when her head nods. ❛ yeah! i mean... sure. ❜
@hurtspeople.
she’s been caught red handed. ❛ i thought your apartment could use some sprucing up. i mean... uh, sorry? i probably should’ve asked. ❜
“I’ve never felt alone since you came into my life.”
there’s this nagging want delilah has for him to repeat those words, words that sound so close to an ‘i love you’ without any of the feelings of fear. this was just another night drive when he parked and told her this. she came into his life? he blasted his way into her’s. whatever happened, it was meant to happen. she knows that, even if she hates the way things transpired. she turns to face him, blue eyes watching him and how worn he’d become. she hopes he’ll never feel alone again, because she doesn’t want to leave. ❛ well, as long as you want me around i’ll stay. ❜
