#fatened

                                ❛   these damnable temperatures  .  .  .   ❜    

News traveled slow and rarely reached her. She was secluded, isolated—left alone. Morrigan’s farm was hidden deep in the forested Appalachian mountains. She rarely left but when she did, she moved through the woods and back into the remains of civilization slowly and carefully. The area was desolate; most people having fled to nearby quarantine zones, leaving everything behind. Items she had picked over for the past twenty five years. It was rare for her to encounter another living, breathing person, rarer they didn’t fight. So, she learned early on that it was too best to be alone. But with isolation came higher senses, an eagle eye to notice when things had changed. And over the past few months, things had slowly started to change.

It started off small, a few trees chopped down at the edge of her woods. Random CDs and DVDs missing from the nearby entertainment store. Items she had noticed that forever remained in the background but once they were gone stood out more than ever before. So, she did what any sane and rational person would do.

She hid, waiting, and watching.

It took some time but of course, they appeared. A duo, father and child it looked like. They picked over the remains, talking quietly amongst themselves. She dared not move, dared not to make a sound. Morrigan stayed on the rooftop, watching them move from store to store, car to car, and when the sun started to set they left.

Over the next few weeks, she continued her stakeouts, waiting for their return. It seemed like once a week or so they would come back and when they did she got closer and closer. Snippets of conversation, sometimes in a language she didn’t understand, but when she could it was usually about medical supplies (which she had already taken), food, and other usual needs; sometimes they would crack a joke or two. Morrigan eventually found herself conflicted—normally she never wanted anyone around, would fight off and drive away those that dared entire her domain. But, they were harmless and clearly stayed somewhere close by which is really what worried her. All this time how was she to know she had neighbors?

Eventually, she made a decision. By now she had sorted out their schedule and knew when they would come again so she got to the town early, pulling a rusted chair to the center of the main street entrance. Today she wasn't alone, a dog lay curled up on the road next to her, and a rifle rested against the arm of the chair. The morning passed and slowly she noticed figures growing larger in the distance. Morrigan didn't move from her spot, the dog next to her slowly lifted his head before moving to a sitting position, ready and waiting for an order.

that  she  came  her  in  the  first  place.     perhaps  her  original  home  did  not  have  such  grand  festivals,  or  the  food  was  too  alluring.    perhaps  she  just  wanted  to  catch  a  good  place  to  watch  the  firework  in  a  few  hours.     but  to  spend  a  fesitval  all  alone,  that  wouldn’t  do.      (      lee  knew  that  for  much  too  personal  reasons      )      so  he  approaches  his,  as  she  once  put  it,  BEST  FRIEND  with  a  big  smile.            ❝    DO  YOU  WANT  TO  DANCE??    ❞                @fatened​      roared:       💃 - karin & lee... hear me out      |      MEME.

VOICE  GROWS  WEARY  ,  heart  has  softened  ,  yet  stubborn  nature  prevails  .  her  fingers  shake  &  determination  wavers  ever  -  so  slightly  .  she  wants  to  ask  for  a  break  ,  for  a  chance  to  rest  ,  but  she  doesn't  .  instead  ,  she  keels  over  &  there's  a  thud  when  her  knees  burn  'gainst  the  forced  concrete's  contact  .

❝    FABOLOUS  NOW  THAT  MY  BEST  FRIEND  IS  HERE!!    ❞      if  she  is  sincere,  he  is  sincere  /  if  she  is  sarcastic,  so  is  he.      bandaged  arms  are  spread  wide,  he  gives  karin  a  few  seconds  to  prepare  for  the  inevitable        his  hug  his  passionate,  earnest    &&    youthful.   all  emotions  lee  never  intended  to  hide.      so  alien  coming  from  a  shinobi,  even  more  so  for  those  in  the  know  that  maito  lee  used  to  be  a  root  anbu  not  too  long  ago.      he  releases  karin  as  quickly  as  he  embraced  her,  knowing  full  well  that  she  was,  in  his  father’s  words,  not  an  experienced  hugger  yet.       and  that’s  totally  okay.      everyone  starts  somewhere,  even  lee  was  a  beginner  long  ago.

—  apollo  was  someone  he  could  trust .

apollo  was  someone  he  did  trust .  had  opened  his  door  to  them  and  spent  long  nights  in  their  company .  let  them  near  his  students .  his  heart .

his  anger  is  an  old  blanket  that  he’s  held  in  his  sleep  since  childhood .  he  knows  each  hole  where  the  fibers  have  worn  thin  from  the  clutch  of  his  fingers .  he  would  hide  from  the  monsters  beneath  the  comfort  of  his  rage .  he  never  expected  the  monster  to  be  his  lover .

❝ what  — did  you  —  say . ❞  he  knows  the  answer .  he  doesn’t  want  the  answer  yet  he  repeats  anyway  because  he  has  to  know .  he  needs  to  hear  the  shape  of  the  betrayal  from  their  lips  and  know  the  twist  of  it  in  his  stomach .

he  waits ,  pounding  of  storm  blue  sea  in  his  eye .