#daelupyre

graduating top gun had not been the end of tom’s career. in fact, it had been the beginning, really. he had continued to be promoted in rate, now a  commander of his own unit based in charleston, south carolina. they were waiting on a ship to be repaired and during that time, had been given a side mission to patrol the abandoned hospital on the old naval base. the sailors all heard the locals say it was haunted as hell, and a few of them spooked themselves so bad on night watch that tom had reluctantly (and with a heavy roll of his eyes) volunteered for the night shift.

things had been uneventful until he heard the sound of soft footsteps coming from down the hall. with a raised brow, he went to check it out, turning off his flashlight as he rounded a corner into a room where the moonlight hit just enough to illuminate half the room. 

tom kazansky did not believe in ghosts. not the way most did, that is, so the worst case scenario he thought he’d find was crazy joe in his three jackets in the sweltering south carolina heat. what he did not expect, however, was a young girl with---were her eyes glowing? that was not a color he’d ever seen a human’s eyes turn. surely it was the fact that he hadn’t had much sleep today. he rubbed his eyes, letting them refocus on her.

 Jade  had  learnt  quickly  that  Alyx  was  perhaps  not  the  most  affectionate  person  at  first  sight,  hard  around  the  edges.  But  she  also  found  out,  not  long  after  they  started  dancing  around  each  other,  that  she  also  could  be  incredibly  sweet.  And  totally  impulsive.  So  when  the  light  sound  of  footsteps  registered  in  her  ears,  she  barely  had  time  to  react  before  finding  herself  with  her  arms  full  of  the  other  girls.  The  hug  sending  her  stumbling  backwards.  A  quiet  ‘oof’  left  her  lips  before  an  amused  smile  settled  on  them.  “ Hey  you,  wasn’t  expecting  to  see  you  right  now.  Thought  we were  up  for  tonight?...  --Not  complaining, though.”  She  clarified,  hands  pressing  to  the  girl’s  clothes  to  keep  her  close.

@daelupyre​

Alyx,

Thanks for writing to me. I wasnt sure if anyone would actually write to me or not. I get a bunch of letters already but its from teens who want to be me or women who think their love will save my soul. Its no one i want to talk to so i appreciate you reaching out. Prison is pretty okay actually. I mean dont get me wrong i want to be out but i made it as comfortable as i can if i have to be here. No no im not in a gang by any means. That shit is not my thing. Ive been here long enough that i have alot of seniority so that helps. The food is shit but luckily im a master at cooking with commissary food. Especially ramen. So what all am i missing on the outside? Besides smart phones. Ive seen a few come through here and its pretty amazing how things have changed on phones and dont even get me started on understanding the point of tik tok. I know a few of the guys in here make videos for it. Not the smartest thing but i care more about getting out than they do i suppose. So tell me more about you and how you managed to find yourself on a inmate penpal site? I got to imagine you’re pretty different if you’re willingly writing to me. Looking forward to hearing from you,

Her  body  aches,  each  step  she  takes  sending  shockwaves  of  pain  through  the  bruises  littering  her  body.  It'd  been  too  long  since  she'd  expended  any  sort  of  physical  effort  and  being  thrown  into  battle  because  of  her  bullheaded  nature  only  really  proved  that  she  should  stay  in  the  back  where  it's  safer.  Some  of  the  witches  had  helped  the  rest  of  them  take  care  of  their  wounds,  but  there  were  still  a  few  things  that  would  have  to  be  healed  on  their  so  as  to  not  tap  out  their  resources.  Even  despite  the  pain,  Josie's  mind  is  elsewhere.  They  want  to  go  to  Alyx,  of  all  people,  to  sit  and  rest  and..  maybe  learn  more  about  her.  And  maybe  that's  stupid,  maybe  they're  making  the  wrong  decision,  but  their  feet  still  carry  them  towards  her.  

When  she  arrives,  she  can  do  nought  else  but  sit  and  breathe  and  try  to  ignore  the  burning,  blossoming  bruises  on  her  torso.  "Told  you  I'd  be  back."  Josie's  words  are  said  through  a  pained  smile,  but  a  smile  nonetheless.