#soldieringroughyears

[tragicblood-a]

@s0ldier-of-misfortune continued from here (x)

     Hands rested on her hips as her eyes scanned the mass of people that roamed the casino. While she had never really partaken in the activities here, she wasn’t completely opposed to them either. No, she had no real time to dilly dally and she much preferred the more disreputable places as the alcohol was cheaper. Typically, it was business that lured her into its depths. 

          “Can’t really blame’m. Most are two ignorant or blinded to know what real relief is,” she replied. Bothering the stranger hadn’t been her attention but he’d made the mistake of replying to her. “Don’t believe we have. Pretty sure you’d remember me and try and steer clear. Name’s Faye.”

     She offered her hand in greeting, glancing up at him.

[whataradscavver]

“You feel as bad as you look?”

[Prompt]

“Aye, only a bit, though,” he replied, and spat blood onto the dirt. “Mind handin’ me that shirt there, mate? The green one that’s all torn.”

[explosivedarling]

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[myheadgetsloud]

“Mind your own business, will you?”

[Prompt]

Immediately his expression fell to utter dejection. His shoulders slumped and he nodded quietly before quickly making his way around the stranger. 

[thawedwonder]

“War never changes.”

[Prompt]

“Sadly, no, it doesn’t,” she agreed with a disappointed sigh. “Doesn’t mean we should tuck tail and give up, though. War might never change, but people can still make a difference doing the right thing.”

[explosivedarling]

“Who can say what dreams are?”

MEME // @s0ldier-of-misfortune

Antonia stays quiet, she doesn’t dream much anymore and if she does it’s overshadowed by the nightmares that plague her. ❝ You know I read once somewhere that the clearer the dream, maybe it’s a vision of things to come. ❞

[thawedwonder]

"People around here are known for being stubborn, willful, and other…Less flattering things."

[Prompt]

“So am I,” she shot back with a bright grin and a shrug. “So I should be pretty good at getting the point through their thick skulls.”

[whataradscavver]

Feels Bad Man [Ares, Asher]

colonel-ares-ta-redwood:

[Ares grabbed the shirt and handed over.]

“You’ve must’ve gone some tough shit. Considering that’s what it looks.”

"Thanks,” he said, grabbing the shirt and rubbing it across his face, clearing some of the blood from it. He looked up at the stranger, squinting slightly due to the sunlight and the pain in his skull.

“Ah, it ain’t as bad as it looks,” Asher replied with a shrug, looking over at the three corpses strewn across the ground. “It ain’t great, but I’ve gotten meself in a lot more trouble.”