#virtuousouls

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@virtuousouls || Tony & Steve cont. from x

.｡.:*☆ When the security guard finally stepped aside, Tony entered the building and waited for Steve to follow before pulling him into a hug. It was an unusual behaviour, sure. But he had died. And Tony knew his friends had mourned him. And when it came to Steve.... well, a lot of things between them were still unsorted.

"As good as I can be after dying after using the gauntlet?" He shrugged as it would be no big deal. But then, this was Tony. This was actually typical for him again. "Speaking of it," He scratched his beard and looked around. "I do not think this here is really New York. Or, at least, not the New York of our reality. And yes, I know that might sound insane now, but please, believe me here. I'm actually pretty sure I know what I'm talking about."

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@virtuousouls || Tyreese & Rick cont. from x bc beta editor

.｡.:*☆ Again, Tyreese could not blame the other man. One would think having to deal with Walkers was insane enough already. But this here, Sydney and the Roaring Twenties and that all? A while new level of insane, for sure.

Yet, he hugged Rick bag of course, the big gentle bear Tyreese was. "it is good to see you, too, and...." When Rick spoke about not being able to safe him, Tyreese winced. It was no pleasant memory, for sure. "Rick, don't be...." He still managed to say, shakiong his head. "You, the others, you did all you could. Life had been rough, and, let's be honest, most of us did not even think we would survive a day out there. It is as it is. And now I am back, and - that is good. As strange as it is, just like you've said."

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@virtuousouls || Finrod for Galadriel

.｡.:*☆ Finrod didn't want to imagine how much pain his death had caused to his beloved sister. Yes, being here now and remembering every detail of it was hard, but then.... it was surely much harder for her.

And, while he strongly believed they would be reunited some day, Finrod for sure would not have expected it to happen in Sydney, of all places. Like, yes, he was here. But again, Finrod had been dying. Which did mean.... no, that could not be, could it?

He had first not planned to approach, not wanting to cause even more pain to his sister. But now Finrod was worried, the idea Galadriel was maybe dead as well circling in his head over and over, and, no, it would not stop for sure until he could her certain....

"Galadriel." His voice sounded croaked. His face, his body, everything had healed, even when there were a lot of scars, and yet.... he felt like a ghost when slowly approaching her.

"Oh my dear Galadriel. I really did not imagine to find you here, of all places possible."

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@virtuousouls​ || cont. from x

.｡.:*☆ “Isn’t telling a version of the truth some sort of lying, as well?” Lyra arched a brow, but then chuckled slightly. Actually, it was something they could understand. In fact, it was something she had done more than once in the past already, as well. Sometimes to save their own ass, and sometimes to actually make sure their side of the story would actually be heard, as well.

So, after the question, Lyra gave Jaskier a nod and chuckled. “I do get it, really. So, sorry for my first reaction. But, all those things you went through, they sound really rough? I am glad you actually managed to get out of them all in one piece, really....”

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@virtuousouls​ || Clove for Peeta

.｡.:*☆ Peeta Mellark. The boy with the bread. Of course he was owning a bakery now. Was it smart to go inside, though? Most likely not. And, Clove usually was smart. She would not have survived this long, after all.

However, Clove was also curious. And she had no idea what the Hell had happened after her death. About the games. About District 13. About the rebellion. All she knew now was that Peeta had obviously survived. That, or he had been pulled back from the dead, just like it had happened to Clove.

“Well, well, well..... I would for sure not have expected to see you here.” She crossed both arms in front of her chest with a sly grin. “Still all alive and kicking, as I can see?”

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@virtuousouls​ || Daryl for Rick

.｡.:*☆ Daryl was not sure if this life here was, well.... better than what he’d had before. No Walkers anywhere were for sure a plus. On the other side, it was Sydney, Australia. In the freaking 1920′s. Even without going to school for too long, Daryl was very aware what that meant. Really, he would prefer to not be around when it would happen. And, it would happen for sure....

“Hey....” he whistled for his dogs, not wanting them to stray away too far. They were his only companions, at this point. Because Daryl was not good with people. Never had been. For sure another reason why he’d deciced to live in a cabin in the woods. Like one of those creeps in the horror movies.... He was sure people in the city were talking about him already, at this point.

“Dozer, can you fuckin....” But, the dog already vanished behind a row of trees, leaving Daryl behind cursing.

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@virtuousouls​ || rey for anyone

.｡.:*☆ Rey hadn’t really been training anymore since ending up in Sidney, and, even more, since her weird dreams had started, but today, for the first day in weeks, she felt content enough to try. Her mind was no blizzard anymore, and it actually seemed to work out.

“Who is there?” She did not see anyone approacing, but felt like there was another presence around next to her own.

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@virtuousouls​ || Moana for anyone

.｡.:*☆ Moana had been in a hurry, and ended up running into someone while trying to concentrate on her upcoming studies. Her head had been in the clouds, dreaming of surfing and adventures on the ocean.

“Shit,” She made a face, looking at her books that had been falling down as a result of the crash. “I am sorry.”