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❛     TWICE  IN   the  last  five  minutes ,  actually,     ❜  his  laugh  echoes  ,  rouged  cheeks  creased  with  the  memory  of  a  smile ; tenderness  stands  where  mirth  resided ,  in  his  eyes ,  with  the  abiding  gleam  of  hope ,  of  joy .  he’s  lucky ,  he  decides ,  with  his  hands  tracing  the  margins  of  such  a  prepossessing  entity , to  even  be  here ,  with  him ,  let  alone  be  the  quarry  of  his  affections .

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     his back meets the mat for what could be the tenth time in five minutes. the kid groans; sputters while the wind is knocked clear from his lungs, and every muscle in his body ACHES. Jesse’s been at it for less than an hour, and he’s ready to give in, ready to haul ass anywhere else but here. and it’s like the commander is picking on him; breaking him down till he can’t tell left from right. Jesse hardly hears the words from above, and they lack that typical hard tone. there’s disappointment that drips from tongue, and hell if it don’t sting. 

     “that ain’t it.” Jesse rolls onto hands and knees; he can’t get his breathing right, can’t find focus. (he wants to give in, he’s so damn close to giving in.) “that—that ain’t true.” frame rocks back a bit, hair stuck to sweat-slicked skin, and Jesse peers up at Gabriel, BOLD in the face of adversity. “wouldn’t be here if i didn’t, sir. wouldn’t take you kicking my ass if i didn’t, sir.” the kid forces himself to rise, ignores the wobble in his step. and when he speaks this time, he’s sure fire, and steady. rock solid, and prepared.

hey idk what ur going on th trip for specifically but i live in arizona and im familiar w everything so if u want any recommendations for cool things to see, lmk!!

THIS IS SO DORKY AND GAY I WILL ANSWER ONCE I HAVE MY LAPTOP BACK PQJFOWJFOEIGIGIHN HOW FUCKIGN! CURE ANDNGAY

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ana actually likes to watch gabriel knit or sew because his finger motions are repetative and calming. watching something be made from nothing gives her a sense of secondhand accomplishment. and she's proud of his talent. 

she most trusts gabriel with fareeha's care, outside or even more than her sister and parents. 

they've worked so closely together that they can recognize the exact fighting style of the other, the way he holds a gun's hilt or the way she carries her rifle specifically when she runs. this is how she recognizes him after the explosion.