❛❛ the 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 thing worse than no intel is 𝐨𝐥𝐝 intel . ❜❜
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❛❛ the 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 thing worse than no intel is 𝐨𝐥𝐝 intel . ❜❜
@novaecancy ♥ STARTER CALL
MEME PROMPT : . . . DIDN’T KNOW WHERE ELSE TO GO . . .
KNOCK ON THE DOOR : and she turns down the heat on oven , so it’s barely any on . not feeling eating dinner with a tinge of burned to it . dries hand on towel while walking towards door & opening it , she takes in bruised and battered features for a few seconds . ❛ well , there’s pasta , ❜ not exactly the first time someone has stepped up to her front door like this , probably won’t be the last . steps to the side and door open wider to let in him : small motion towards the kitchen table . ❛ take a seat , i’ll see if i can find the medical kit . ❜
FROM : @novaecancy
“ academia is fake . you can only trust your fists ”
@novaecancy: 𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙖𝙣 & 𝙙𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙘𝙠.
scoff turns into laugh followed by grin. conversations usually bored her, her social skills when it came to regular human talk were not the best. her childhood through to teenage years had been spent training every hour of the day she could, the usual activities of going out with your friends, partying, making deep connections, had been very limited. the loneliness welcomed her. in this life no one ended up happy, married, with kids, free of their burdens. logan had accepted that long ago. a hum of approval leaves lips, pint meets mouth, not as good as the ones back home but it would do for now.
elbow leans on wooden surface, bruised hand clenches and unclenches. fingers wiggle before her attention is turned back to dominick. his words had never rung more true. logan had been more brawn than brains as of late. patience was not one of her strong suits. brow perks, pale cheeks already flushed from warmth of the bar mixed with the little alcohol in her system. ❛❛ yeah ? i reckon that’s only if ya can throw a good punch. no point in trustin’ somethin’ that will only get ya in trouble. ❜❜
❝ the world is shit right now. ❞ oceanic hues are pointed towards the dark haired female. the world was on her shoulders, eyes watching every move she made. since cassandra’s death, she found herself losing grip with reality, losing trust in those she had once been close to, ❝ but i trust you. ❞ voice is low, soft smile picking up lips, ❝ and i’ve got your back . . . if you’ve got mine. ❞ ↪ @novaecancy
“ listen , sweetheart , “ dean pauses and gives her another once over . he’ll contemplate his wording for a second . she could definitely kick his ass if he pissed her off enough . he doesn’t need to know her to know that , but he isn’t lookin’ to worry about anyone else while workin’ this case . he wants it over and done . her trying to work it to leaves way for worryin’ , for the need to look out for someone else . “ i’ve got this , alright ? y’can sit this one out . “ / @novaecancy
“ please don’t forget me and all the things we did . ”
@novaecancy: 𝙗𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙚 & 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙖.
pinch of brows , mouth agape slightly. there’s feeling in stomach that often got before something bad was about to happen. the psychic in her screaming that she should have foreseen this. why would she be able to have anything good and keep it ? nothing was precious to her in this world anymore. everything light she had the universe decided to chew up and spit it out. hand comes to chest , feeling the sharp thud of heart. attempting to steady breathing. there was always a slither of hope in her telling her that she was being silly , everything would be fine. it was a dangerous trait to have.
❝ [ . . . . ] what do you mean ? ❞ she hates her voice is bitter , angry. that the darkness of the world had begun to take place in her heart. ❝ where are you going , nova ? ❞
boundaries were an entirely foreign concept to the young girl, she liked to think it was one of her more endearing qualities --------- such could be conceived as a misconception, she cared not. training was constant because the threat was ever - present ; meaning rangers were perpetually in demand & callie was adamant she was going to be one of the best ... but even the best needed a break away from it.
lithe form bounced upon the bunk raleigh held claim to, a cheshire - cat grin staring up at the blond male. surely she was after something --------- & that assessment would be correct.
❛ ❛ wanna do something kinda crazy ? ❜ ❜
@novaecancy ( for raleigh becket. ) ♡
callista + raleigh