#quickscoped

[4chanmusic]

https://soundcloud.com/20_20_vision/quickscoped

[redheadrecon]

Birds of Coldfront

The days Resa spent alone after visiting Aldous were strange. She had become restless and lonely. These were things not typical of the stoic sniper. She rearranged her cupboard of a dorm at Coldfront several times. Nothing seemed quite right.

It was after a day of hanging out at the very top of the sniper deck, watching the brave few chickadees bounce through the rafters, that Resa finally made a decision. Her room was, at this point, perfectly arranged for a cage. Not just any cage. A bird cage.

The redhead climbed down from the highest points to the dorms again in a practiced motion. At the end of her short journey, Resa found herself at a room with feathers peeking out the door’s hinges. She knew, from overhearing earlier and the sounds now, that this was the Birdman of Coldfront’s - Dom Hawker’s - room.

Settling a sudden rise of nerves, Resa knocked.

[sylar-n7-blog]

When someone writes you senesless sht.

[mw2fandom]

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[poiuytrewqajc]

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[markj47]

[ivanhoh]

He died an honorable death

[booletsandblossoms]

To plant.

Kneeling next to an empty plot of dirt in his greenhouse, close to one of the glass walls, Alexei takes out the packet he recieved in the mail recently.

He keeps glancing over at Hanna, brow furrowed in worry. He had a bad feeling that things would come to a very ugly head very soon. He hoped he would be strong enough to protect the boy, and Aldous, and anyone else the oncoming dark might threaten.

His large finger pokes a row of holes in the dirt. He whispers names as he does this- Katya. Aldous. Abel. Dom. Hanna. Mama. Alexsander. Yes, even one for Alexsander, who he could not hate despite the his brother's seeming hatred of him.

Seven holes, in to which are dropped seven seeds. Seven black seeds striped in white.

He fills the holes. Seven seeds in seven holes, which would grow into seven sunflowers for seven people he cared deeply for, despite how long or short he'd known them. He hoped, if there really was some spirit mother of nature and growing things, it would grant them strength and protection as the flowers grew healthy and strong.

That part, he thinks as he waters the planted seeds, would be up to him- the lot of a gardener.