#undetermined .

[lifelinin-blog]

@noxtheory​                 /                    starter call.

lifeline peers through her scope as her rifle is perched upon the window sill , checking their surroundings before pulling away from the scope , looking all - clear for the moment. looking over to glance if they were in the next ring or not as the countdown started , letting out a sigh of relief when she figured out that they were , glancing over at her one of her squadmates — caustic as she spoke. ‘ ey , nox , have ya put down some canisters downstairs? jus’ in case we get some company. ‘

[lifelinin-blog]

@vanishout          /           starter call.

there’s a certain quietness to lifeline’s room on the dropship , she keeps things tidy , only things scattered around at the moment were the contents of her drone , which she is currently working on. she is reconnecting a wire when she hears someone behind her , almost causing her to throw the wrench in her hand at the person , only stopping herself somewhat when she turns to see that it’s none other than mirage. so much for the quiet time she had. ‘ ya scared me there! i could’ve given ya a concussion. ‘

[wylloh]

you have finally lost your senses.

" well, you're assuming i had any to begin with. " willow muses from her spot kneeling next to the machinery at hand, an interesting quandary to ponder, later.

" look, it's easy, i just need to rewire it, maybe rewrite some code, and we'll be golden! well, probably. most likely. just trust me. "

[freedmfighter]

            @fbiartist​   sent:   "Hey, get over here." And she's hugging him. He's too tall and is getting dragged down for this.

                                   BODY  TENSES  ,      shoulder   jerking   back     (   crumbling   defense   ,   REALITY  OUTWEIGHING  CAUTIOUS  INSTINCT  )     when   his   body   is   gathered   in    the   woman’s   arms,   he   tenses.       he’s   used   to   this    with   the   kids   ,     specifically   those   who   he   earned   their   trust   with,   becoming   a   older    brother    in   their   eyes.     always  older,  always  the  guardian,  never  the  guarded.     it’s   bittersweet,   melancholy   being   the   right   word,    had   he   not   known   the   reason.    All    he   had   been   doing   was   talking,    spilling    truths   that   were   so   often   so   relatable    they   were   hardly   invested   in   with   the   company   he   gathered,   the   company   he   let   stay.    to   be   brought   in   like   this?    (    EIGHT.   YOU   WERE   EIGHT   WHEN   THEY   WERE   TAKEN.   EIGHT.   THAT’S   WHEN  YOU   WERE   LAST   HELD   LIKE   THIS   BY   YOUR   MOMS.   EIGHT.   YOU  HAD   BEEN   A   LOT   SHORTER   THEN  . . . )  

 he’s   not   sure   what   to   do    with   his   hands,    so   for   a   moment   they   just   dangle   at   his   sides.    he’s   not   sure   how   long   this   was   meant   to   last.    so   he   touches   the   point   of   her   elbow   while   his   brows   fix   together.   

                              ❛ ❛                 I’m  fine.   Really.  ❜ ❜

                                                L   I   A   R   .       

          his   pulse   knows   the   truth ;   the   lodge   in   his   throat   is   a   threat    not   to   voice   it.    

he   rubs   her   back   some   and   eases   his   expression,   offers   the  most   casual   of   grins.   Easy.     ❛ ❛   I’m  fine.   ❜ ❜        (      WHY   DOES   YOUR   VOICE   ALMOST   CRACK   ?    ) 

[lifelinin-blog]

@enccrypted​                      /                      starter call.

‘ ey , hold on , i got ya. ‘ lifeline places a hand on the hacker’s shoulder , gently pushing him back on the dropship bed , nodding towards his wounds. last thing she would hope for is her squadmates to get injured , let alone for it to be bad enough that she had to fix them up on the dropship back after they had won. but , she supposed there was always going to be pros and cons to the games. it had been a good few hours since they had won and despite her having cleaned , stitched and bandaged his wounds , he hadn’t woken up yet. which usually would have worried her until she saw him try to get up , fast forward to now. ‘ ya got knock’d up pretty bad out there ..... on the bright side , we won. ‘