— ϟ 𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒍𝒂𝒘.

❛   ━━━   MELANCHOLY   PRESSES   ITS   MOUTH   INTO   TERENCE'S   LIFE.   His   existence   was   defined   by   commitment   from   the   beginning.   Service   to   a   dragoon   armada.   Service   to   an   empire.   Service   to   soldiering's   unforgiving   nature.   He   fought   for   the   place   he   occupies   in   this   world.   A   spot   that   prevents   him   from   achieving   peace   of   mind.   Only   fragments   are   available.   Sooner   or   later,   the   battlefield   will   call   him   back.   It   always   does.   Only   the   gods   know   what   awaits   him   there,   what   fate   might   choose   to   take.   Immortality   doesn't   run   through   his   veins;   the   smallest   mistake   might   prove   fatal   despite   all   his   skill.

❝   People   like   me   don't   have   peace,   not   for   a   long   time,   at   least.   ❞   A   harsh   reality,   perhaps,   but   one   he   learns   to   live   with.   As   a   result,   he   savors   every   quiet   hour   undisturbed   by   war,   each   fleeting   moment   where   the   world   doesn't   demand   something   from   him.

      “ &. 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 . . . ” cid grumbles — leaning against a nearby wood table. an apple in one hand ( sanbreque strain : nothing like martelle's apples, but it was succulent enough to earn his silent approval ), &. a free one to gesture in whichever direction. people like terence rarely get an opportunity to breathe — always running here &. there. left behind to worry while their charges go forth to brave the unknown. “ . . . entertaining the mind of an old sod like myself. ” he bites into the fruit &. slowly chews it up.

“ how is your prince doing, by the way ? ”

are you getting a vibe?

... so that's how it works.

i've never been so happy to see you.

how could you possibly have survived?

i promised myself i wouldn't cry.

i'd recommend 24 hours isolation from light.

i'll take care of it all.

welcome to the future. let's change it, shall we?

i don't want to watch any more of that.

i know it's hard, NAME, but it's right there in front of us.

innocent people don't run.

looks like something heavy was dragged through here.

this place just gets more interesting every day.

really? that's your first thought?

nothing like a little 'war of the worlds' to put a toddler to sleep.

i'll explain when i get there.

... here? you're coming to LOCATION?

how do you not have jet lag?

no, that'd be like shooting off a big red flare.

there's no reason for me not to get my groove on.

you don't look like much of a threat to me.

i thought you might be trouble, coming in late.

the best place to hide is right out in the open.

i didn't think anyone was still here.

i seem to have left my ITEM here.

why call when i can fly 5,000 miles ... in coach!

i needed to talk to someone who knows me.

do you plan on running for the rest of your life? — because that's what it's going to take to get me off of your back.

i think i can take the risk. don't make me regret it.

will there ever come a time where you do as you are told?

perhaps you'd like to tell me why you're ransacking my home.

i thought english people were supposed to be polite.

don't they all turn on you eventually? men.

you've really held onto some anger.

that explains why my head still hurts.

don't speculate about things of which you know nothing.

the world was a different place.

do all your dates work out this way?

i'll admit it ... i thought she was hot.

in this job, there's no such thing as 'no such thing'.

are you alright? i thought you were supposed to be in the hospital.

you don't remember. you've been having lapses, blackouts.

you tried to kill me.

i can either run or lecture, i can't do both.

when do i get one of those?

do not deviate one iota from what i'm about to tell you.

this place is full of booby traps.

if you're gonna grab me like that, i need some sweet talk.

it should be me driving right now!

all said and done, that wasn't terribly difficult.

so a long way to go for nothing, eh, NAME?

i'm disappointed, but not surprised.

i wanted you to see what i saw.

all this time i thought i knew the truth. i'm sorry, NAME.

if anybody should be shellshocked, it should be me.

you? YOU were the victim?

go easy. we've all been through a lot.

thanks... for coming after me.

okay, why is everyone hugging all the time around here?

you're gonna have to chase me.

how do we navigate once we're in there?

i've been thinking about this for a very long time.

why on earth would you do that?

so NAME... NAME's cute.

we've seen stranger things.

since i knew what to look for, it wasn't hard to find a pattern.

something you'd like to share?

that only makes me more curious.

i appreciate the advice, but can we just get back to work?

just try not to be 12 years old, okay?

NAME? NAME, what's happening?

it just happened, it was like a nightmare. i couldn't help.

i couldn't help, i had to just stand there and watch.

that's easier said than done.

i'm gonna say yes, you're gonna say no, but i'm right.

no, i meant for me. black, no sugar.

i'm here to take your pictures. ready to be beautiful?

what did NAME ever do to you?

relax, NAME, you'll get wrinkles.

it's like a game of gay clue.

explain to me again why i'm doing this and you're cowering 10 feet away.

it's more like a pie - slash - coffee ... summit.

just... you know, be yourself.

i guess i've just had too much caffeine today.

how many of these things can you drink, anyways?

why all the questions about my past?

i was wondering if you had any sisterly advice.

you know, i'm always amazed at the correlation between being beautiful and being a complete bitch.

with one look, i could stop a war. or start one.

when i'm out there, i tear out my soul and offer it up for everyone to see.

sounds to me like you're glad she's dead.

i'm just curious about the people i work with.

i wonder if the next girl will ask what happened to you.

you've got a pretty whacked-out definition of hurt.

they could afford to pay.

they're the good ones, not legal here yet.

you're gonna go home, and you're gonna call in sick.

i couldn't believe it when you finally called.

what kind of advice is 'be yourself'?

are you decent? you know what, screw it, i'm coming in.

don't you dare laugh.

i don't want you to go out there.

what? no fight, no argument?

you don't ever listen to me.

i'm not the pretty one.

i can't say it to the back of your head either.

NAME, you are a stunningly beautiful woman.

wait a minute, i came here to talk you out of it!

you are gonna tell me EVERYTHING.

i hope it hurt, like you've hurt me.

well, can i interest you in ... staying alive?

you've been peddling a second chance at life.

lay off, we might need this guy.

do you doubt that my friend wants to beat you to death?

the doctors say you're doing great.

i'm not giving up on you, don't you give up.

you and i, we're never gonna happen.

everything i did was for you.

how many innocent lives has your vitality cost?

i'm so glad to see you looking like the old you.

you didn't make me a trainwreck.

i hate that, don't use that word– 'cute'.

stop trying to confuse me!

guess how many croissants i shoved into my mouth?

should i have worn something more business suit-ey?

how'd it go with the police?

you would've done something, stayed calm at least. i totally freaked out.

i know what it's like to do good work and no one notices.

you think i'm involved? you're out of your mind.

pressure is good. it makes you win.

you seem kind of new at this.

if i need anything, i'll circle back.

i'm sorry you had to come all the way to LOCATION just for this.

i place myself in your hands.

maybe i'm wrong, but ... are NAME and NAME sitting in a tree?

instinct is just a fancy way of saying i've done this 1,000 times.

human beings are predictable. people rarely surprise you.

it seems we're forever destined to meet at gunpoint.

you are going back to prison.

the brain requires ... oxygen to ... speak.

i'm not a killer.

he would have quite happily killed all of you.

did you just happen to show up?

if you didn't believe me just a little, you would've shot me by now.

he can't find you in here. he hasn't met me yet.

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