#rekills

[poisonpicked]

@rekills said:  “ as if the dead actually care. they’re dead, they don’t care about anything. ” for loba 

“the living still care,” loba hisses, shooting a glare over her shoulder at revenant. they had managed to easily wipe yet another squad — it was annoying how well they were working together, but at least it would make the match move along faster — and of course revenant had something to say. she knew they were talking about their opponents in this situation, but how was her mind not supposed to drift off to the countless number of people he had killed, her parents included. “get your gear and let’s go, demonio. i’m ready for this match to be over with.”

[voidjmp]

❛  don’t  fucking  touch  me .  ❜  /  @rekills​​

           ❛  listen  ,  if  you  want  to  get  back  into  this  fight  you  need  me  .  .  .   ❜  words  are  stern  as  hues  glare.  the  two  never particularly  got  along  so  when  they  were  teamed  together  ,  it   wasn’t  pleasant.  renee  felt  like  she  practically  had  to  be  in  his  shadow  to  keep  the  team  together  &  to  give  them  any  kind  of  chance  to  win  this.  but  here  they  were  now  ,  at  odds  over  a  revive.   ❛  because  i’m  all  you’ve  got  right  now.  mirage  is  down   &  out  because  he  was  trying  to  save  YOUR  ass.   ❜  she  hisses  ,   ❛  so  you  can  let  me  get  you  up  &  we  can  bring  him  back  or  i  can  leave  you  here.  your  choice.    ❜

[arknines]

@rekills asked:

            “ you should thank me for not shooting you in the head, nines. “

         gritting teeth. revenant always knew how to say the correct things to piss him off. teammates were supposed to be just that. the team. however, at the same time, he knew that butting heads was not going to really be the best option during the games. he inspected the sentinel he had in his hands and glanced over at the legend.      “ i’ll thank you after you stop sabotaging the team like you’re some toddler who needs to be in a timeout. “