#bomsplode

Fingers twitched once, twice, a fifth before curling into fists. Gray eyes, flecked with a vague kind of blue, swept the area. The man at their feet just. kept. crying. And their irritation grew until eventually their heel slammed into the side of his head and his whining stopped abruptly. 

They could feel eyes on them. Not in the same way as they had been back in Stillwater but still... they hated it. Hated how it made their skin crawl and brought upper lip curling in a silent, unseen snarl. They did not approve of audiences that had not been expressly invited. And they knew it wasn’t from anyone in the immediate area where bodies encircled them. 

A deep inhale before bringing a hand up to push pinkish-red hair out of their eyes. A foot tapped, as if impatient to get things started already even if they had in fact just ended something instead. They stooped and pulled on the pair of gauntlets they had expressly stopped to get from the Lanes. A soft laugh at the minor sentimentality. But then, if she didn’t use them then who would? 

They wore a half-mask of a wolf’s snarling jaw etched into metal that glistened more than it probably should. All the bloodshed and none of it seemed to gather on the metal, as if it repelled the liquid of life. Vi The Hound wouldn’t really have minded if blood clung to its surface. In fact it probably would have made a great presentation. Add on to the terror most already felt. 

No, absolutely not. Animals take so much time and patience and he has neither. Although He’d love to have an older dog like an “attack dog”. Pitbull /Doberman /Rottweiler.  Or even a snake. 

No Sev has had to live in a lot of uncomfortable situations including in places it was extremely cold. So she’s pretty adaptable to weather and such.

@bomsplode​ sent:  downfall + reverse Meme / Accepting!

        Rain slaps down hard across the narrow streets and slanted rooftops. In the steady beam of Grayson's torch, sweeping methodically over heaps of smoking rubble, the wind-driven raindrops skitter back and forth like swarming insects. Her eyes narrow against the sting of the night air.  Every so often, her forearm passes across her brow, wiping at the water that drips from her helmet.

         Another massive explosion in the outer city. The third this week already. Authority is slipping out of her hands. For now, all she can do is perform some last-minute damage control; here she is, looking for survivors amidst the steaming wreckage. The light of her torch meets toppled walls, splintered glass, deepening puddles ... blue hair. For a moment, Grayson freezes in her tracks. Then, her step quickens. A small body lies crumpled before her boots, limbs twisted and pale, but - she leans close --- yes! Definitely alive. She squats down low beside the curled-up creature, careful not to startle her, and lifts the kid’s bedraggled chin with gentle, gloved fingertips.

        “ --- Now. What’s this, hmm? ”

          BLINK. BLINK. BLINK.  ━  “Is that so?” Head cocked ever-so-slightly to the side as she watched the strange blue-haired girl try her damnedest to conceal her injury. Was A PITIFUL attempt, really. “In my experience, people who insist that they are fine when they clearly are not, are oft found dead within the hour. This is a kill or be killed world, sweetie. If a wounded animal can’t walk, the predators will feast.” Quick glance up to the hoodlums hiding in the shadows. If it weren’t for the princess being here, they would have POUNCED. Then again, who was to say Endorsi was here to HELP the girl? She could just as easily kill her. Depended on her MOOD.

          “My, you are QUITE the rude one. Do you have any idea who I am?” No. SCUM like this wouldn’t know anything about the princesses of Jahad  ━  She really should just put the POOR THING out of her misery. Yet, as if they had a mind of their own, dainty digits were already removing her vest. She could use the fabric as a makeshift bandage. (Even though the vest had cost more than this girl’s LIFE!) This was that stupid Bam’s fault. He’d made her SOFT. Just like him. 

Sev scoffed.

#Reblogging this just to make Jacen suffer