@adversitybloomed : ❝ i can only pretend for so much longer. i’m not like these people and never will be. ❞ src.
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐗 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 with scales only to dimmer a glow beside the breaths of something grand. There was only so much to dwell the uncontrollable, such fruitless gains on the machined train of thought. The practice of the deluded. In lieu of the warrior before the captain, there she was — 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙛 𝙤𝙛 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙥𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙨 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙤𝙢. Strings of blood rich chromes resolved, for a fact the phrases that spilled from uncertain lips mirrored prior years. ❝ Don’t expect that to change. ❞ if all else, how could she possibly so. Should the act of observation be skewed, crimson liquid of endless ages be splattered among the emerald vegetation. A woman would stare back at that reflection, toward the other cast of one whom once deemed worth next to null. Life of falsehoods lived on their countdowns should they not be kept, transparency lurked just behind as natural as it was. Alike her own, there was no burying something not daring close to kiss Death down to the earthen bed below.
Faint blood lines etched against the silver blade of foreign language, but of virtues known and understood to digestion by only the worthy — 𝙡𝙤𝙮𝙖𝙡, 𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙚, 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙚 𝙖𝙨 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙞𝙚𝙙. Toward the city lights which flickered at their distance, he closed his own sturdy long paces behind to square nearly against the shoulders where sleek stygian hair danced in the subtle wind, effortlessly covered the eyes that need no visual confirmation where they had landed on the ground below the boots. Oh, sister. A soldier effort’s to another, there was the unspoken kinship as the captain was far more conditioned with through the marvels of scientific technology, but of EXPERIENCE. Tale so far yet proven by the skill of the woman beside him, was there ever any doubt? ❝ You brought honor to them all. ❞
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@vuulpecula : ❝ i need you to trust me. ❞ src.
𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐍’𝐓 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐓 𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑, at least, not so soon. That look quite the dangerous move, her lips as if only in an attempt they might have curved inward. A try in the calm of the bubbling within. A view, he came soon to learn quickly of such reactions. Yes, this was his fault, this turn he took to reset the counter. Although outspoken fever dreams disguised as subtle distant musings, exchanged by both faintly brushed hands from the royalty and back. Denial was there even in mutual understanding, to dig more out of what he had already uncovered, only to gaze upon skin so meaningful he digested through agonizing discovery. She was everything he couldn’t handle, as he was everything she couldn’t. ❝ Can’t trust you any more — ❞ From the fermented glass of the white chromed planet, history of both 𝙝𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙙𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙨𝙚𝙖𝙨, captain turned to experience the dread from having witnessed the liquid build beneath her paired glacial iris above rare sights of spotted freckles, fatally close. ❝ when you have it all, your eminience. ❞ a single blink soon after that drove plated legs forward, a coaxed command given and ordered by silence.
Months of engrossed campaigns, few that led to the result of both external and civil strifes, death and opportunity to press on were all that would be asked from men of programming, government of significant power of his strings. And yet, CHILDREN of youth bore the smiles that sufficed the bodies dug in peaceful bloodied grounds. A grand honor to have merely listened to the painted canvas of artificial armor adorned by foreigners from nebulas beyond. Gratitude prevailed in forms unknown for reciprocal, little to none when captain’s aid to intertwined 𝙧𝙤𝙮𝙖𝙡 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙨 of his own would lead him to question how else was a machine able to get in touch back to human skin. Was she precious as she was equally rare in virtues so achingly dreadful to carry upon cracked bones? As leader of faceless dead men, a cause was hope to land in her favor, more than ever. ❝ No more lies. ❞
Sable chromed digit etched from his stride below, the abandoned accompaniment of holstered weapons to the parted hair that hung messily past the ear of one so — spectral. Other palm of his was quick to join, a gentle embrace to nearly cradle the sides of the princess’s jaw not just by his mere help, but of sheer will that next ordered for the tip of replicated nose to 𝙝𝙖𝙡𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙧𝙝𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙢𝙞𝙘 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙨. It graced the side of her own, sable fore fingers dug into entanglement of elongated hair that had not yet danced through, no thought up until then, and yet still blank. Dull was his attention, and ever more hardened to the eyes that claimed this connection as definite and more so as trivial. Lids hovered as shorter darker lash tips met the opening of the other pair. Soft, gentle, MOTIONLESS. Lips of jestless months that availed to pain entirely embodied into the struggle to meet her own cracked where teeth just barely grimaced of the mental image — should a tear fall once more. Strategy for its future elimination, was launched just by its sheer hypothetical.
Lungs halted, pull of Fox’s face in which his grip so cautiously tugged. But with a pang of stitched plea some arteries pumped harder for the organ within to continue were concentration drained into the match of prior yearning. Drunk off of her stilled figure, a simple look down dazed his own stature in simple and 𝙝𝙖𝙯𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙗𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙨. Careful, careful, careful had his rim of his palms lifted her jaw to angle upward, noses now against the edge of one another. Again, breathless, cellular respiration would have to wait, for that armored torso muted itself and pervasively DELETED the distance of both chests from ever knowing what vacuum of space ever existed. Eyes shut in brace for that he hadn’t the stomach to separate in lieu of a sob. Heat was then the enemy, Rex broke the seams of their lips as attentive as he was bold, and somehow mindless, just to mutter while gloved thumbs repeated a brushing motion across her cheeks. A shudder he’d make at the attempt in itself at latter time when eyes would reunite with subtle illuminated face. Not now, not when time was so aridly swift, forehead leaned against her fallen design with faint lines of sullen features to the unbounded woes.
❝ I need you, to trust me. Trust us. ❞
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@ofraji :
𝐁𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 themsevles through the lips of the deciept, tainted whisperes of cremated ancestors — down the great rivers they drown. Dual governmental powers had yet to penetrate the mind of the soldier in between, the taste of grey flooded blood lusted man, skills to hone in more pride than what natural born could possibly digest. Organs of a nature far more superior, a perfected grand design the commander condititoned with resolution — 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙙. Had their minds been equally engineered as all must have engaged, a perfected hivemind uprised the permutation of emotionless toil, that toxic fluid in causation of humanic sodium trails. Down the cheeks of survivor hardened enough where cracks were known to kiss their way within. Almost addictive such thoughts, those orders, dually repeated cardinal orders. Oh captain — they must prevail.
No space for the individual to thrive among the millions, the faceless unicode must prevail. The sand, the heat, the blisters forged which it created, emersed the parched will to 𝙙𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙨 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙨. Flutters of the wooden flutes, aromas of eon old spice to embed themselves their marks onto the sweat blotched undersuite. Swayed eyes of the strangers, loosened tunics, waists in fastened by the milk filled pots by domesticaed cattle. Matched they had aside the VERMILLION POOLS that seeped from layered ribs, caged lungs under heavied plates to which faded the chromes of distant echelons. ( the lord’s pledge left to rot in filters — such reamined savorous ) All he ever needed, the sacred engineering was what to be carved in earch marble stone, all must know.
Arsenal of agility, linearly of best fit of decent downward decline, pistol of truest aim dignified against staff of intricate finds. The diligent raise of such defence despite distance over time, such rate was accustomed — no doubt such vivid areas would have called for such arms admist the lack of ADVESARY sets amber eyes knew across the stars. ❝ Out of the way . . . ❞ husked baritone dripped from foreign vocoder, attention dulled yet reeled in agression for such dangle of crimson fabric yong women draped in passing. Bangles of bronze, a sibling tucked away just behind the elder by eyes of petrified securement. No parental shepards to guide the young ones passed the bloodshed by 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙙, 𝙙𝙚𝙟𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙, 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮. Mantle hung down along armored forelimb, trigger set against the comparable youths, a statement marked in unspoken justification.
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