#hidethatsoul

She's managed to get the duct tape loosened, although she can't do anything more than breathe. Her throat hurts from the screaming and she tilts her head back, looking at the multitude of cobwebs on the ceiling. Nica almost debates trying to rock the chair back, but it requires a leg strength she currently lacks. Running out of options and vaguely running out of patience, she sighs and turns her attention to the cars driving past the house.

"You awake in there?"

@hidethatsoul​​ said: “I talk a lot, so I learn to tune myself out.” Gamma to the twins & Zeta is there rolling his eyes cause he knows it's true

Eve let a loud burst of laughter leave her lips at Gamma’s comment. It was a bit funny, to think that just like her and Noah, Gamma and Zeta had a loud twin and a discreet one. 

“Just like Eve,” sarcastically noted Noah, as if he had read her thoughts -but then again, they often knew what the other was thinking.

“Oh yeah,” she grinned, “I never stop talking. But personally, I listen to everything I say. I think I have a lot of interesting things to say.

meme || @hidethatsoul

It was another scar on the body to add to the plethora of scars that had mangled his torso from that clever girl from so long ago. While he’d recalled every night ( when he wasn’t in a drunken haze, that was ) that attack, that hunt of him, the memory of the pain had dulled over time. Always to himself, he wondered if it was that same dulling of memory when it came to pain was to explain why the humans as a species went forward in life -- for childbirth seemed to be an unbearable pain upon a woman’s body, yet they went forward with pregnancies the world over.  

It was the pain that caused his features to curl up when he’d bumped the open wound on his shoulder. 

Ellie pressed her lips together, biting back amusement at the image in her head, as she turned to look at the man beside her. 

“So, uh,” She bit her lip now, trying to make it not seem that she was laughing completely at his expense, “So you never told me how those tours on your dig were actually going. I just...” She shook her head a little, smiling.

“I have to ask, do you really believe that?” Ellie looked at him keenly, squinting as if she might just be able to see right into his brain if she stared hard enough, like brushing away the dust of the earth so that a fossil could become really clear. 

Shireen tentatively stepped out of the shadows, clutching her stag figurine to her chest with both hands. “I am sorry, good ser. I did not know who you were and... terrible things have happened recently. My name is Shireen Baratheon, daughter of Selyse Baratheon. Who are you?”

“I believe I am,” Shireen answered softly, “though perhaps more naive than I should be. Have I done something to anger you, good ser?”