「 @reydiiance / cont. 」
Around them, his previous life lay in shambles, nothing more than ruins of what once was his daily routine as whatever had happened, had gone horribly wrong. Terror was bared on freckled features, there was no hiding the uncertainty and doubt as artificial eyes wandered over what remained of the place he had spent years in before landing on the girl. Strange as she was, something about her made him want to trust her, rely on a complete stranger and as words danced off her tongue, all he could do was nod along. For him there was no going back anymore, nothing he could pick up again without completely starting anew so as the last syllables of her question faded, Fergus found his voice again. ❝ Oooh - okay. ❞ Even among broken down walls and locked doors, he still knew his way around the place blindly. Determined to be of help ( and in return remain alive ) a hand came up to point in the general direction of a command centre and albeit it wouldn’t be empty, it would provide valuable information for the Resistance’s cause. ❝ Thiiiiiis wwwwh wwh - way. Iihhhh Ihmmm - shit - Buuuut you, you nhhh nn neeh need to knhh - know, I’m nh neither fah - fast nh nor a, a fighter. ❞