#mostlysobersecurity

The American hunches over in the corner of the room, trying to remember what it was like to be anywhere but here. Once upon a time, he wasn’t insane. Once upon a time, he was a proud soldier. Once upon a time, they didn’t feed sparks of electricity through his head to vanish away the visions. Felt like long ago now. Felt like someone else’s life. 

He watches her for maybe fifteen minutes before he can’t take it anymore. He knows those jitters. Lucius gets up abruptly and steps over to the ginger’s table. She’s been trying to light a cigarette with shaky hands, not an easy feat. Hero’s syndrome, doc calls it. Always gotta have some little lamb to save and she’s just ripe for slaughter in a place like this.

@mostlysobersecurity | Make my muse chose between two people. ANY TWO PEOPLE. | Accepting

Nell had come from a big, extended, family, and had known since she was a kid herself that that was something she never wanted to lose. The lights of the generations above her would slowly dwindle, until she and her siblings, cousins, were the brightest. The ones capable of giving their light to generations below them, but those generations had to spark first.

They'd gotten slightly further than failure some nine months ago, and, after having said goodbye to a son they’d never met, five months ago, resumed their attempts. The results, however, were to no avail. But still they try.

They’ve been told to perhaps seek other ways of extending their family, but this is something Amelia wants and, while Nell’s confidence in it has lessened, she stand by her. Or, sits in actuality, as the clock ticks, each sound a second closer to knowing.

Warren Children: Audrey, Marilyn, & LJ

@mostlysobersecurity said: ((If she's that young they wouldn't have been dating when Lucius was overseas tho right....BC she would've been like like 10 at the oldest then?))