#tearscfhealing

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here u go 

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I am screaming

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Cleared of duty for the day, Jasper stalked down the hallways, metallic armor clinging in places meant purely for show of rank. Her glinting eyes trailed down along the endless data points and collected reports. Emails, number data. It gave her a headache, and she would have loved to throw the task to a Peridot. Even marching clear across the Motherboard, she had yet to spot one. She could use a shower. Passing a corridor, her attention now on the locker rooms a flash of pink caught her eye, causing a jump in her chest. She had not seen her in quite a while. Jasper stopped, backed up. A smirk provided glinted points of canines as she stalked forward, pressing her hand against the other’s back, looking over her shoulder.

“Rooose,” she purred, languid, suppressing her sense of excitement. “Missed you.”

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@tearscfhealing liked for a book starter

The wolf dreams were the good ones. In the wolf dreams she was more swift, stronger, running down prey with a pack at her heels. It was the other dreams she came to hate, the dreams where she had two feet instead of four. In that one, she was always looking for a lost love, stumbling through a waste land of mud and blood and fire. It was always raining in that dream, and she could hear the other screaming, but a beast with a dog’s head would not let her go save her. In that dream, tears sprang to her eyes and she loathed herself for it. In the wolf dreams, only blood wept. She awoke with a start, breath hard and mind disoriented, drenched in sweat as if she had lived between the mud and blood and fires.

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I'm Rose

Who knows what could go wrong?

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@tearscfhealing​ continued from here

Several minutes in, and Jasper was rumbling, her eyes half-lidded and her hands still covered in luminescent engine goop. She leaned heavily against the edge of the compartment, head dipping as she relished the ministrations to her hair. At the occasional brush against her sore back, she twitched, wordless.

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"What do you mean you're being murdered? That's illegal. People can't do that,"

“Rose I swear if you don’t come here right now I won’t be returning home due to murder.” Her phone battery was low, too.

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*th-three smooches?????????* (tell me to shut up if I'm getting annoying!!!)

She’s fuckin dead thanks Rose congrats on double gem homicide

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*TWO smooches*

Rose no you’re overwhelming the gay