#v: stranded

[galahdanblade]

@shotgunxturk continued from (x)

had there been tells? little red flags that he had been ignorant or oblivious to? his thoughts flicked back to that first meeting in prairie, watching the woman clamber down from the bed of the truck and introduce herself.

jeanne had called her about her a few days beforehand and kaleb had taken his old friend at her word - if she spoke highly of someone, then her judgement was one that kaleb trusted without question.

had that been her in? had she known of his relationship to dave? what about reno and selena and his grandson? did it really matter now though? they were all up shit creek without a paddle.

heaving a breath, kaleb stayed where he sat in his camping chair. leaning forward, his elbows perched on his knees, he watched the flames of the campfire lick at the logs they devoured, casting flickering shadows across the haven.

' when you arrived in prairie, did you know who i was? no smoke and mirrors here, freya - did you know how i was connected to jeanne, dave and reno? '

[exiled-turk]

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he had had to tug on a lot of frayed strings to pull this one off - legend and knife were still deep within their cover here in lucis. not even caligo ulldor was aware that there were two turks within his ranks, though the time to pull them out was fast approaching.

he was sure his departure from the turks would soon be common knowledge to the generals placed in lucis. which meant that they were running out of time to extricate baldur.

glancing to the shut door of the hangar, veld let out a deep breath - he had minutes here, at best. knife and legend were keeping watch out side and ulldor was in lestallum. it had taken weeks of following whispers and rumours, but he'd finally managed to track down his old friend.

stopping a few metres away from the man he had once considered a brother - veld felt the leaden heat of guilt settle in his chest as he noted the hollow stare baldur squared him with; he was a man who had nothing left, or who believed he had nothing left - no wife, no sons. no past and no future ... even the one person he had managed to forge a friendship with had disappeared.

' sarah knight is alive, though she has returned to using her married name - ulric. '

@housetummelt

[littlexsisterxulric]

@proxnotxaxfool

She had tried biding her time and she had tried to broach the subject with Ida, and things hadn't changed. Enough was enough. No more walking on eggshells or hoping that this strange distance might dissipate in a few days, it had been weeks and she felt shut out.

"Something is going on and I'm tired of trying to figure out what you're keeping from me - I'm worried."

[proxnotxaxfool]

@housetummelt continued from (x)

he had done a lot of stupid things in his life. he had caused scenes and tried to shuck the yoke of expectation back in gralea. he had done some pretty stupid shit when he'd first joined the turks, but he'd been a teenager, testing boundaries in a world no teenager should have been in.

settling in meldacio hadn't exactly cured his penchant for digging holes ... he'd treated dave like shit, despite the man opening his doors to them. he'd treated both his mother and dave like shit when he'd figured out that their relationship had developed into something more than cohabitation.

and then there he'd told selena the truth - not a stupid thing in the long run, but in hindsight he could have picked a better way to break the news or broach the subject.

but this? this sucked big time because it wasn't anger or exasperation painted across his mother's face - it was disappointment and reno couldn't see how he could have been handled it any better - it was shit all around and there as no easy way to have handled it because either way, it would have ended up here at this proverbial crossroads.

closing his eyes when she kissed his cheek, reno tried to ignore the twist his stomach gave. reaching out when she stepped around him and tried to pass, reno closed his fingers around his mother's wrist.

' where are you going? what am i supposed to tell loqi, kim and will? '

[thedoppelena]

Stranded

The waters were starting to get rough. It’s hard to tell when you’re on such a large boat, a cruise ship, but Elena could see how the waves started to rise and fall a bit higher and harder out the port windows, a soft frown marring her lips. Shaking her head, she does her best to ignore the ominous sign, turning away from the view to head to one of the many bars located on this deck. 

Whichever one she would be finding Bonnie and Care in right now, at least. 

It’s one they haven’t spent a night in yet, surprising that they seemed to still be finding ones as the trip wore on. Then again, it was a really big ship. 

[ascendantxashe]

@thomashamiltcn

It had been fortunate that she had had an aunt in Savannah, or she would have had to move yet again. From London, to Carolina, to Savannah had been quite enough that she hadn’t been fond of the idea of moving yet again. Being then orphaned, Abigail had been essentially at the mercy of her aunt, and thankfully that had worked out reasonably well until she had come into her inheritance and started to build her own life.  

At least, on the outskirts of Savannah, she could have her own household at nineteen and no one particularly made issue of it; something she was sure she would not have had the opportunity to do in London. Having no desire to move back there, and equally none to return to Charlestown after what had occurred, it suited her reasonably well. 

The weather was fair enough, at any rate.

Generally, she liked to think she had a decent grasp of what was going on around her at any given time, but no one was perfect and physically walking into someone while lost in thought occasionally happened. This time she managed to completely lose grasp of the basket she had been holding, bread and apples scattering over the ground. “I apologize, I wasn’t paying attention.” She opined as she tsked at herself and knelt to begin picking them up. 

[exiled-turk]

@ezma-auburnbrie continued from (x)

never had he thought that his path would cross with the hunter again. he had been a kid back then, veld could see that now. he and vincent hadn't been long out of training, and looking back now he knew it had been a test from the height of zegnautus to check whether or not the turks were all they claimed to be.

smiling at her clipped words and the pointed up and down she gave his arm and face, veld nodded his head - yeah. his ability to disappear into a crowd had been hampered quite a bit since the the last time they'd met.

' a lot has changed since we last spoke, ezma, ' nodding his head across the way to the only other house that sported the same flower pots outside its porch as the ones that dotted the old woman's porch, ' in my life and yours, it seems. '

[littlexsisterxulric]

@proxnotxaxfool

Glancing out of the window over the kitchen sink, Selena settled a few plates and glasses on the drying rack, Meldacio was lit by a warm orange glow from the lights, the rocky tunnel keeping the air outside warm and the outpost insulated against the dark night.

She had seen Reno leading some of the new recruits around the outpost earlier, weaving in between the different buildings and handing out lodgings for the newbies. She had lost track of him then for a while, but her attention had been taken up with Jake, and watching Will for a few hours too.

A small smile flitted across her mouth when she heard the front door open and close again, a soft jangle as he emptied keys from his pocket.

"I was starting to think you might have gone on a hunt."