#hellpaid

anyway, natsuki is trans ( hellpaid bc sideblogs )

    “ I want to swim away but don’t know how, “ A sigh permeates the foul air, a small figure huddled up in the shadow of ancient bones. It wasn’t quite a place of comfort, but being a little higher up certainly eases her mind enough to just decompress. Having lost the drive to fight halfway through clearing this place- she’d clambered up here for a moment’s respite. “ - Sometimes it feels just like I’m falling in the ocean. “ 

   Being the wild Hunter for this long has sapped her. The thrill of the fight is gone, replaced with a sense of solemnity, a little bit of sadness, and the exhaustion that even keeps her anxiety at bay. She’s just Solgun again, quiet and introspective. Her thoughts meander as she rests her chin on her crossed arms. There’s no NEED for her to sleep here, it’s too risky anyways even with Doomguy here, but she wishes she could afford the luxury of a nap if only to let her recover. How Doomguy can handle to constant fray without complaint boggles her- surely, even they would need a break from the constant rush of this Hell world? 

   DG is giving her a worried look, she can’t see it, but she can feel it. 

   How are they not just as overwhelmed by this mess? Wave after wave of hellbeasts pouring in with a thousand different ways to kill them and no way to escape? To just take a moment when you need it? Talking with her every minute they could spare about anything under the... Well, what light counted as a sun- Sol didn’t know how long they’d been alone here, but she was surprised that they had not seemed to need any easing into conversation the way she doubtlessly would have. Just launched right in to introductions and compliments. 

  Sol cracks a hint of a smile at the thought, casting a glance their way without actually moving her head. The words are a little slurred from sluggishness, but curiosity still rings honestly.

there you have it folks

adoredcoded replied to your post:

There it is!!! The valid post!!!

        ‘  make  do ?  ‘      the  smirk  plastered  across  his  face  is  just  barely  visible  through  his  helmet ,      but  the  smugness  is  more  than  evident  in  his  tone .     ‘   why  not  thrive ?  ‘      sure ,    between  the  two  of  them  they  had  only  a  few  rounds  of  ammunition  left ,    &    of  course  it’s  worth  mentioning  the  titan  towering  before  them ,      but  they  did  not  earn  the  title  ‘  doomslayer ‘   by  simply  making  do  .

        ‘  here  ,      take  my  crucible .      now  you’ll  have  two ,   right ?   ‘      the  sword  is  tossed  with  precision  towards  his  double ,     gaze  shifting  to  make  sure  the  titan  still  has  yet  to  spot  them .