#gwaed

Couple of inks :)

❛    these    supplies    are    abysmal  ,    ❜    thought    is    vocalized    in    a    half   -   hearted    mutter  ,    concern    poking    through    a    thick    fog    of    well   -   practiced    objectivity    in    the    face    of    adversity  .    lithe    digits    quietly    record    what’s    available    before    organizing    into    the    multiple    medical    kits    displayed    before    healers  .    ❛    it    feels    like    we’re    back    in    peru  .    ❜    something    distant    hides    behind    thick    lenses  .

                              michael wasn`t sure why he was put in this awful world of trials & trauma , where unlucky survivors were selected to relive the same horror day after day. his baby sister was here too—— infamous sister killer , cynthia myers —— but it wasn`t her on their trail , much to the relief of doting big brother. as they lost a killer donning a pig rotten mask in a maze of untrimmed grass , michael turns to a survivor he`d found struggling with generators. slowly , he pulls a bandaid from the pocket of his faux leather jacket , gently placing it down before her silently.

Gwaed is a freelance spy and saboteur, all cool and dangerous when dealing with clients or on the job, but a lonely plant lover with a crippling social anxiety in private. They use they/them pronouns.

❛    you    holdin’    up    alright  ,    wyatt  ?    ❜    calloused    palm    meets    shoulder    of    lime   -   green    sweater  ,    voice    soft    as    blue    eyes    languidly    take    in    their    surroundings     —     corpses    with    still   -   beating    hearts    shuffling    around    the    cantine  ,    a    heavy    sense    of    dread    permeating    the    air    like    a    thick    fog  .    it’s    been    less    than    a    week    since    caroline’s    death     &&     answer    to    question    feels    obvious    to    co   -   leader  ,    but    grip    gently    tightens    anyway  ,    a    reminder    to    wyatt    that    he’s    here    for    him     &&     a    reminder    to    himself    to    keep    an    eye    on    distraught    companion  .    anger     &&     loss    from    war    were    familiar    feelings    for    pair  ,    but    caroline    was    more    than    a    loss    for    brothers   -   in   -   arms  .    ❛    you’ve    been    quiet    lately  ,    even    for    me     —     m’worried    ‘bout    you  .    ❜    chin    dips    as    gaze    tries    to    catch    other’s  ,    worry    visible    in    creasing    between    brows  .

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❛    thank    you  ,    ❜    she    is    a    lamb    to    the    slaughter  ,    protected    by    lions     &&     hunted    by    hyenas  ,    with    every    trial    she    grows  :    from    porcelain     ——     to    ivory     ——     to    steel  .

     Lips curving into a smile to mirror Claudette’s own, Quentin got up from where he sat to instead settle down next to her. “Didn’t think I was gonna leave you there, did you?” He asked, a brow lifting and his smile turning into something a little more playful. When the exit gates had been powered on and only Quentin and Claudette were left (the other two had, unfortunately, been sacrificed) he’d turned around and ran to get Claudette from the hook she’d been hanging from. It’d been a close call, but they’d made it out alive.