#versejulia

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[ text ]: Julia, we need to talk. It's urgent. [ text ]: Are you okay?

[text]: Yeah, we do...[text]: I'll explain when we talk.[text]: Want to meet up at your house?

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Roman checked out Julia ' s address for Emery. She was worried about her best friend, and he began to feel sick with worry too. Julia was his friend too, the girl he saved. She wasn't just a regular human anymore, she has cyper, in her system. Her parents weren't home, and the house looked empty. He worked the lock, and entered the back door. He searched the house until he reached the bedrooms. There she was in her bed, beaten, lying on the bed. "Julia, what happened?." He rushed to her side.

Your muse walks in on mine laying in bed shirtless and has bruises, open wounds and gashes all over them and hasn't been heard from all day. How does yours react?

The young girl refused to move, it had been far too much, what had happened and she could feel the blood drying to her bruised and battered skin. The pain was so great to the touch that she had to strip of a shirt but power through the bra. A soft moan of pain escaped through her lips as she laid herself, stomach down, on the comforts of her bed. The musical sounds of her phone played through the silent room multiple times but the pain was so over-baring that she couldn't even outstretch her arm for the device. It was only when she heard her name that caused her eyebrows to rise and another groan of pain as she tried to shift herself to see him. "R-Roman." She choked out, suddenly hit with a wave of tears that threatened to spill over in front of him. "N-Nothing...I'm..I'm fine. It's just a little...cut." Of course she was lying and she knew that even he could see that by the sheer amount of wounds on her back. Her front was just as bad. "I..got into a fight with the wrong..people."

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"Are you wearing my clothes…?"

Break the ice; have our muses interact!

"...They were all I could find?"

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KHC: Grayson Roman Lukas

I Need EntertainmentANONYMOUS TIME!!!! (or ask in character!)HYE have you ever?, FMK fuck marry kill, KHC kiss hug cuddle, NML a night, a month or for life?, AMA ask me anything, HON hot or not?, WWY well would you?, WYR would you rather? , TOD truth or dare?, SMW ship me with?, TOT this or that?, WIS who I ship? (with myself, or with others — specify)

Kiss: LukasHug: GraysonCuddle: Roman

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⊗ (cause feels)

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The war had begun, it was far different than the wars that she had read about in history books, the ones that they had made movies about and the ones that she had heard the adults discussing and telling of their memories from. Swords weren't clashing, guns weren't firing their bullets. No, verbal words were exchanged, knives met the flesh of backs, quite literally, friends had become enemies and their children were stuck in the middle, desperately trying to grasp for a side that was in the middle, a side that didn't pick good over evil, human or Atrian, a side that was like..well, like Switzerland. She was one of those stuck in the middle, one of those that stood side by side with her friends and her best friends but she'd be lying if she said she wasn't scared. Julia had far more to loose than the others. A child saved by an Atrian, cured by the blood of an angel and then some. She owed him everything, her life. If it wasn't for him, she'd be lost in a deep, dark coma, slowly tearing away at what little life she had left to fight for still, her best friend and her parents would have to stand by her bedside and watch her slowly fade away. It was funny, how when that time came, she couldn't return the favor. No, she couldn't save him the way that he had saved her. Instead, she had to watch, watch as the Red-Hawk pierced Roman through the chest with a blade, she had to listen as he cried out in pure, raw pain as he tried to fight back, only to be held back by another Red-Hawk as the blade pierced his chest again and again. Julia had to turn away, the tears already trickling down her cheeks, she was held back herself, unable to fight and help her friend. "Don't even think so! You get to watch you're Trekkie friend die, you stupid little girl!" His voice was full of laughter and happiness, his fingers gripping her jaw and turning her head, forcing her to watch as his friends drove their blades into him, it was only when her screams resounded around them to get them to stop did those brilliant blue irises turn to her before he collapsed to the ground. Julia broke free of her captor, running to Roman's side and falling to the ground and scooping him into her eyes, not caring about the blood spreading to her hands and arms, not caring about a reaction that could be caused by his blood on her. "Roman, please no. Please hang on! I can't lose you. Please." Julia begged, she was desperately pleading, silently sending up prayer after prayer to whatever higher power was above them, her chocolate gaze connecting with his dulling blues, her tears still shedding from her eyes. His hand lifted gingerly, taking hers in his, his eyes never leaving hers. "I..Save yourself.." He choked out and for a moment she wanted to laugh and tell him he was stupid, laugh and tell him that they were already gone. Laugh and tell him that she was just dreaming when she knew she wasn't. He was dying in her arms, losing the light that was inside of him, losing the gleam that she had somehow found herself attached to, somehow found a home there in his light. "I..I'll go get help! I'll find Cypher! Just don't die! Please, Roman! Please!" Julia begged once more, watching as his breathing started to slow down, become more jagged.  "I'm...I'm sorry...Julia..Take care.." She waited, waited for him to finish but it was too late as he drew his last breath, the light fully leaving his eyes and the sobs raked through her then.

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Impressed would be the wrong word to use to describe how she felt after watching the fight take place due to certain events and for a moment, Julia wanted to thank the girl for standing up for Sophia, but that wasn't her place and she knew that, so instead, she opted for something more..friendly. "Hey Teri, did you get hurt back there?"

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Finally she had caught up to him before they had to leave the school that night, a worried look upon her face as she looked up to the Atrian. "Roman, is Sophia okay?" She questioned before her voice dropped low enough so only he could hear. "Did you get that phone figured out?"

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"Who did this to you?"

REACTION MEME: Bruised and Broken Version

Chocolate hues darted downward, her body slightly froze at the question but no sooner, she returned her gaze to her best friend. "It-I fell. I mean, I was being a klutz and fell."