#* v. main

her hands don’t shake when she kills anymore, and that’s especially concerning after all the raiders she’s taken out in the eerie red glow of these tunnels. she tucks her gun against her chest, presses herself against the wall as she peers down. another group of raiders -- fucking typical. nora drops down to the next level with a grunt, winces as she straightens herself up and takes aim at the raider further from her.

She jolts awake in her seat, a hand still spread over the book in her lap. “I haven’t been able to sleep at night,” she explains. Selene clears her throat, “It’s easy to sleep when i’m not buzzing all the time.”

          his eyes had to be deceiving him. she was ... they had told him she was GONE. and though he had tried his best to hold onto the HOPE he had carried with him for so long ... it had slowly begun to slip through his fingers. yet ... there she was. a few feet away. looking, somehow, even MORE beautiful than the last time he had laid eyes on her. which had felt like an entire three lifetimes ago. 

“Trying to remember, it feels...” She sighed heavily, pinching the bridge of her nose. “Feels like a dead end road, so take that any way you want to.”