#endetriment

     there’s a smile on her lips as she sits next to him, ruffling his way the way he used to ruffle hers. a distraction seemed like the best option now. she couldn’t fix his problem and take his pain away, but she could distract him from whatever was haunting his mind. “ you know i can see a grey hair right .... ” eyes squint at the ruffled hair as she pokes her finger against the hair resting on his temple. “ ah ! found it. right there ! ”

@endetriment

                   ♟– ❝ I have a perfectly reasonable excuse: I’m retired. What’s yours?❞

“ Redfield. “ Arias hissed out, his eyes locking onto the man that dared stand before the Merchant of Death. “ Always trying to end my production. You’d think that after our last encounter you’d have wizened up and left me alone. A shame truly. “ A tingle of a smile began to tug at his lips, he’d been looking forward to this ever since he’d heard that pained scream from the other man, an agonizing sound that had filled Arias with a warm feeling that fateful night. Maybe the dog understood what pain was now, the pain to lose something that one held so dear to their hearts.  “ Did you know Miss White very well? With the way you yelled I’d assume so. “ Arias moved to a wide stance, his left hand’s leather encased fingers danced around the hilt of a short dagger attached to his belt, while the right prepared to draw his pistol within a heartbeat. Whichever way this went, Arias held the confidence that the outcome would end as it had last time. 

He thumbed the cards and shuffled them a few times. The paranoia and tension passed. He listened to the sound of a game next room over. Ravens and Patriots, and Moira arguing that Baltimore’s going to the Bowl this year. The others were just lounging. 

“Hope in my time away we don’t have a repeat when you cut off all your damn shirt sleeves again.”

↳ danger zone // kenny loggins  we die young // alice in chains  the trooper // iron maiden  painkiller // judas priest  peace sells // megadeath  fortunate son // ccr  house of the risin’ sun // bob dylan  bad company // bad company

i indirectly caused your mens deaths ur welcome