#compassonate

he’s leaning against a tree,   enjoying the soft summer breeze.    it’s been a quiet few years but at least he isn’t lonely:   leon cracks a smile,   watching the pup chase after a butterfly.   must be nice,   being oblivious to the end of the world.   ‘     come on boy,    ‘   he calls after a while,   patting the retriever on the back as he blasts past him and hops happily onto the porch.   ‘    hot from all that running,   huh  ?   let’s get you some water.    ‘    the screen door squeaks as he pulls it open but leon lets it close with a slam,   whipping back around as his dog begins to bark   —   swiftly,   he picks up the rifle leaning against the railing and lines up the shot.   he won’t hesitate,   not again,   and his fingers tremble against the trigger…   until it becomes obvious this person isn’t a corpse.   stitch is jumping at the girl,   wagging his tail,   and she isn’t tearing him to pieces.   the gun is lowered but he keeps it with him as he steps off of the porch and makes the trip down the long driveway.     ‘    down,   bud.   you know better than that.    ‘     leon nods at the girl,   looking her over for cuts and wounds.     ‘    sorry about him.   not used to seeing people.    ‘

ALTERED CARBON SENTENCE STARTERS↳↳ accepting ( @compassonate )

         “ pulled  it  from  a  vending  machine. ”  zack informed with a lazy smile -- there was something like pride on his face as he watched hal tear off the wrapper. he sat near the ground, both hands tucked into the pockets of his jacket with his shoulders hunched forward and emerald gaze flicking from her to the fire between them and back again. he looked small and uncertain but no less comfortable within his own skin. the snickers bar had gone on ignored and forgotten, tucked near the back of a vending machine that had long since been destroyed. shattered glass and torn wiring and the like had been scattered all around it. he had almost ignored it. the entire building had been picked clean by scavengers after all, why would one lone already destroyed vending machine contain anything worth his time? but he had crouched down and dug through the glass and the shredded metal and wires all the same and come up with a small treasure.

the bar was squashed, wrapping worn to almost white and he had worried that the inside had gone bad but when the wrapper was peeled back they were presented with a well preserved piece of heaven.

ALTERED CARBON SENTENCE STARTERS↳↳ accepting ( @compassonate )

         zack’s expression twisted into one of confusion -- admittedly he had cut it close. curfew and the gates closing only minutes behind him as he tracked through the gates looking rougher than usual but no less in one piece. he had been forced to take a detour during his supply run around a nest -- without the ammunition, weapons and numbers to clear it himself he had to leave it for later once he had a partner with him -- and it had cut into his time like a hot knife through butter but he hadn’t expected her to be there waiting for him and he certainly hadn’t expected her to be worried.