#tenderments

[freakadot]

starter. @tenderments, "i'm going to pay for this." busted. she hasn't eaten in god knows how many days, forgive her for thinking that this convience store won't miss one lousy candy bar. "just ... hungry, is all."

[dualsuns]

tenderments: i guess i'm about to find out if that's a good thing or a bad thing.

lightsaber raises overhead in a soft, persistent hum. illuminating dantooine's dark tunnels in forest greens. footsteps are slow, vigilant and cautious. lightly echoing against ancient stone. avoiding making too much noise. disturbing the creature residing within is the last thing he wants. whatever it may be, luke has a sinking feeling it's large. and very, very dangerous. terrifying enough to scare away local fauna that would have gladly eaten them both for dinner under more ideal circumstances.

❝ let's be careful, shall we? ❞ comes a gentle murmur, offering a free hand to help olympia through the cavern should she need it. luke almost regrets leaving artoo behind in his x-wing. given the rough terrain, however, the jedi knight decides it's for the best. ❝ the exit's gotta be around here somewhere. ❞ brows furrow as he stops, looks around the maze of tunnels. desperately calling on the force to aid his plight. ❝ i'm sure of it. ❞

[anoffering-a]

this was their second project together, a presentation on the music of the classical period. should be easy. all they'd have to do is talk about mozart for ten minutes and they'll get an a. maybe they'll get an a+. besides, spending time on a project with someone he didn't hate was good for him. “ i've been listening to mozart and haydn like crazy trying to get ready for this project. ” he slides his backpack from his shoulders onto the floor next to his seat, then sits down and starts digging for his laptop. “ like, mozart played for me in my dream last night. in his 5'4" glory with that shitty wig. ” conrad laughs, setting his computer on the table and turning it on. “ i'm glad we got to pick partners this time. i'd be nervous the professor would pair me with someone who doesn't do shit. ”

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[pasdecoeurx]

@tenderments ; [ 7AM ] a crowded coffee shop, patrons in a rush to escape the morning rain. ( accepting )

black umbrella is snapped closed efficiently as cheyenne steps into the coffee shop, joining the crush of likeminded bodies. she should already be at the studio, would have been there at least two hours ago if not for the fact she slept in an apartment in brooklyn instead of the far too fancy manhattan hotel room the abt is paying for. and the flooded subway, and the fact it seems every taxi in the borough is already occupied and it seems no one is willing to impromptu rideshare. cheyenne shakes off the umbrella and ignores the annoyed sound of someone splattered with the water as she shoulders her way through the crowd towards the counter. might as well get a drink while she's here.

"you are in line?" she asks it as if it is an accusation to the woman at the end of what cheyenne thinks is the line ; it ends in two harried looking baristas who clearly were not ready for such a rush, "you would think it never rains, the way everyone acts."

[soulmissed]

@tenderments 📝 gets a letter

the letter arrives. yellow envelope. novelty wisconsin stamp. in childhood chicken scratch:

dear olympia,

i hope this letter finds you well. i’m safe. wisconsin winters are a beautiful sight, but awful cold. the snow heaps everywhere like a holiday postcard. a kind man and woman opened their home to me. for the past month, i have learned about carpentry and been homeschooled. (math ain’t going too well, if you were curious. my favorite class is creative writing!) the woman fusses over me, but i don’t mind. in fact, it makes a boy happy to feel he has a motherly figure.

how are you? i hope you’re baking many goodies and being kind to yourself. well, it’s past my bedtime but here’s a goodnight hug. i love you.

your buddy,

auggie

[sociopathichero]

The roar of a speeding car cut through the low murmur of the night and made Danila flinch. The several weeks of just waiting and existing before being called for this job had left him restless.

Get in, find the man, get out, and collect the rest of the pay. Straightforward enough, and not substantially different from the half a dozen previous jobs.

Approaching the old brick building, movement at the back door stopped Danila dead in his tracks. He stared in confusion as a small group of people poured out. None of them looked like his target.

Actually, none of them looked like they were supposed to be here at all.

"Hey!" he hollered, gun already in hand.

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[whatspoilers]

@tenderments gets a starter !

River's lips twitch in amusement. The younger woman's lucky that she's in a good mood. "Care to try again?"