#resistedhe

“THIS DOESN’T have to be painful for you.” He assured, a sense of FAUX consolation. He had EVERY intent of making the process as uncomfortable as possible for the rebel pilot.

Do I know your muse(s):  yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse

Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other

Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship

Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protecter - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other

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@resistedhe​ inquired: it’s not okay! you’re not fine!

miscellaneous angst starters | dew it

      There was nowhere left to put the ANGER. Packed tightly into the limited space between the flight-suit and her skin. He was not the cause, yet the spitfire burning holes into her tongue reflected in the HATEFUL expression she shot his way. “If I tell you I am fine, then I am FINE.” Fox hated that he was right, almost as much as she hated the tight jaws and red-rimmed eyes of those waiting for PILOTS that would never RETURN. Not for their actions, but for a lack of her own. What if she had thought faster, moved quicker, pulled the trigger a shred of a second sooner -- they would be there. All smiles and elation, celebrating another win rather than the solemn losses. They knew the risks every time they climbed into the cockpit, she tried to remind herself, but that did not make their sacrifices any easier to swallow. The fury was only a front, a veil to conceal the stomach-hollowing GRIEF. Stretching out in an unending wall of darkness, the complete ANGUISH she felt might’ve brought her to her knees had she not used the crutch of wrath. Too tenderhearted for as many losses as they had survived, her walls were cracking. The evidence shining in the tears that filled her down-turned gaze.

i’ve had a terrible thought. and it is sort of my business to have terrible thoughts.      /      @resistedhe​

@resistedhe

HE’D NEVER ACTUALLY BEEN INSIDE A RESISTANCE BASE BEFORE,  the mass expanse of space hidden so meticulously, so delicately, he’d have never known it was there before now. though, he guessed that was the point.