#shootingontothetrack

[shootingontothetrack]

*storms back in sitting the opposite side of silver.*

- @hearmeknockin

Gb?

[thatsilverbullet]

Caboose won't bother us anymore.

- @thatsmy-role

Hm . . . That's great, Port ! Uh — did he just leave ? I can't imagine him just . . . Fucking off like that . He seems like the clingy sort, y'know ? The type to leech off o' you for months . . .

Suppose it doesn't matter though, so long as he's gone !

[shootingontothetrack]

BLUE

- @letsmakesomenoisenow

…that looks bad.

[thatsilverbullet]

( They're sat on the stairs leading to the porch of their shed . He hadn't been able to make it much further with the worsening pain in his stomach — Eagle had definitely cracked something there . )

( Bullet was more concerned about his nose though . It was honestly numb with pain , and hadn't stopped bleeding since the fight . The only thing stopping him from completely sobbing right now was the adrenaline still in his system and the pain keeping him wide awake )

[thatsilverbullet]

( porter hit weakly at the door, his other arm still wrapped tight around his stomach. having just gotten back from an apology to lumber, he was confused, sad, and very much in pain, his rust having decided to make itself known today of all days. )

Bullet, please, open up —

( They heard the pleading tone and wasted no time opening the door , glancing over Porter . Bullet moved aside , gesturing for him to come in )

You alright ? What's wrong , Port ?

( He could see Porter was in pain but he didn't quite understand what was going on )

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@thatsmy-role

[shootingontothetrack]

It's still fat

- @hearmeknockin

You know what wrench said.

[shootingontothetrack]

*shuffles closer to silver*

- @letsmakesomenoisenow

Mm?

[shootingontothetrack]

Silvs!

- @hearmeknockin

Yeah?