#alwaysxcapable

                         “I hit you and you hit me back;                          we fall to the floor, the rest of                          the day stands still. Fine line                          between this and that. When                          things go wrong I pretend the                          past isn’t real.”

The Warlord did not speak but instead felt a brow slowly arch to the words of promise from his dear, sweet Capable. He felt a heavy sensation weigh heavily upon his weathered heart as the idea of a healthy, perfect Son invaded his thoughts.

How marvelous that would be for h i m, for his p e o p l e, for the W O R L D.

Capable moved further into the blankets, practically cuddling up to the man before her. “Then let them come. I can take them.” The words were spoken with a teasing edge to them, Capable letting a gentle smirk rest on her lips. “If we hide in these sheets they’ll never find us.”

[ gonnadiehistoric ]

He would have been surprised by the shock of red hair if his wasn’t similar in shade. Wez wasn’t new when it came to the old fat rock lord’s females, he met the quiet one who thought it was funny to scare him. This must be another.