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[Roach asking Julia if she has any weekend plans. She says no. This seals her fate.
He sits her down in the rec room, pulls up Netflix, lays out food for days, and pulls up the Justice League cartoon from the 00's. They're not going anywhere until they're done with his marathon. No one can use the rec room TV until then.]
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Snow was just God's way of giving people the middle finger. Soap couldn't stand the shit at home, couldn't stand it in Russia, and damn sure was not about to tolerate it on the ledge he and Roach found themselves on. Damn modules never could land somewhere nice. Barbados was absolutely beautiful this time of year, but that would have been too easy.
No, there would be hours still of sitting in this shit, waiting. Fucking ridiculous, if you asked him. Rain, extreme heat, any other weather pattern he could have tolerated without complaint. But snow? Fuck everything about it, and fuck Kazakhstan along with it.
Rifling for a cigar, Soap knew to stay frosty, even if his tolerance of the weather was fraying at the edges. Frosty. What a stupid word for the situation. Deep blue eyes drifting to the lad beside him, Soap blew into his gloved hands after a moment.
"How're you holdin' up, Roach?"
theroachofthe141:
"But I’m not tired. What if he never comes?"
"Oh, he will, sweet boy. You have to sleep eventually. What do you think he's going to bring you?"
[I just described Roach as 'the only family (Julia) has within reach'. Julia considers Roach family. Julia also implies Yuri is family to her, no matter where he is.
I didn't pack a lunch for this feels trip.]
theroachofthe141:
[text: Mom] it’s rlly dark [text: Mom] I think I hear someone outside [text: Mom] I’m scared Jules
[text: Bug] Baby are you stuck in the intel department again?
[text: Bug] Talk to me rybka I can't save you if I cannot locate you.
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theroachofthe141:
"I know, right? C’mon, Jules, it’ll be fine. I won’t murder you."
"Fine, fine, I will put on the blindfold. Just... promise me none of this will end badly."
The hallway was almost infinite, to the girl who poked her head out. The tiny brunette looked up one side of the hall, then the other, making sure that she was alone in her misadventure. Listening for a moment, she made sure she couldn't hear Mama or Daddy up, or anyone else for that matter. Once sure the house was settled, the adults and her fellow children all asleep, she grinned happily, tiptoeing towards the stairs.
One step at a time, the pajama-clad child made her way to the first floor, breathing through her mouth after the exertion. Peering back up the stairs, as if afraid Daddy would be looming to herd her back to bed, she found she was still alone. Good. The tiny brunette beamed at her own mischief, walking towards the kitchen. The hood of her bear pajamas fell backwards, letting her long brown hair loose, but she did not mind. All that mattered was one thing.
Chocolate milk. It was the love of her life, apart from crayons and her puppy and... well, lots of things. Still, chocolate milk ranked very high. Stepping towards the thread, the chubby five year old reached out to grip the door to the fridge, pulling it open. Looking up, she found herself distressed.
The chocolate milk was far too high for her to reach.
theroachofthe141:
“‘It’ has a name, Jules. And I didn’t mean to let Copper out of my room! He just… slipped past my legs. He looked hungry, so I locked him in my room, but when I came back with a sandwich for him, he got out. Now he’s lose on the base. But I think he’s by the mess hall, since he would still be hungry. I mean, where else would a hungry fox go?”
"The best laid plans of mice and men, Gary. That's how it always is. I-- I have too many questions right now, but I think the important thing is that we find your little friend. He could be in the mess hall, or he could be going for a closer meal. Could he have gotten into anyone's room, that you are aware of?
