#thread: casey

Claymore’s was her favorite place to visit - it was a bit classier than Cadillac and she and Jade used to come here often. Missing her friend a little harder today, it seemed like the perfect place to go. She walked into the establishment and took a seat at the bar, waiting to be served when she saw Casey walking by. “Hey!” She greeting him, reaching to touch his arm and catch his attention. “You off the clock? Want to join me for a drink.... or twenty?” She laughed, but unfortunately, it seemed a little too close to the truth.

🏒 - It was a sucky feeling, the very worst part that came with the job. You don’t think about all the good you do in a days work, but the failures...they haunt you, hang over you, keep you up late at night. Casey took a sip of the offered beer, something to take the edge off as he replayed the night again and again in his head...what could they have done differently? How could they have kept them alive? Truth be told, there was nothing they could have done...but Casey found little solace in the thought.

“Mh...” he grunted, relaxing against the couch as Daisy wordlessly climbed onto his lap. One hand tangled in her hair, holding her head to his throat, the kiss of her lips against his pulse soothing his frazzled nerves. Silently he slid his free hand under her shirt, rough palm smoothing over her back.

{A Prequel to Tearing Up Old Treaties || Cameron, Lexus, Casey}

She was lightning, there a minute and gone the next as feet slammed against the mahogany floor like thunder. Rain flooded her cheeks in sheets, free falling from her porcelain skin without so much as a second thought.

In a crash, they collided. Strong arms steadied her quaking form, shaking from the memory of it still. Cameron’s hand found her chin, destroying the desperate attempt to hide stormy eyes. She couldn’t be seen like this, to hear her name whispered in the hallways because of this.

The stillness of his ocean blue hues silenced the shuddering breaths that emanated from trembling lips. His words were uttered calmly; quietly, but the sound was garbled as if she were underwater. It was forced, but the right corner of rose red lips upturned in a half-hearted smirk broke her resolve, parting the ominous clouds overhead. With his arms around her, his gaze set upon her, she could feel the warmth of the sun peeking through the windows. Hand smoothing over her cheek, nimble fingertips swiped at the evidence of her composure lost.

A symphony of unsynchronized noise resounded in her throat. Swallowing hard, brown eyes tore from tranquil blue, his growing concern for her beginning to tear at the open seams of her already wounded heart. “I don’t know —” Trembling red lips confessed, chest heaving with the weight of each painful breath she drew in. Tears prickled in her eyes once again. “I don’t—don’t know what happened.” 

@sassgardkeep

🏒 - “Me? Scared? I ain’t scared of anything.” he scoffed, a faint blush coloring his cheeks as he glanced at her from the corner of his eye. Ok, so...maybe he was a little nervous. Facing down super mutants, ninjas and street gangs were one thing...flirting? Well, that was a whole other beast to Casey Jones. Nibbling his lip, he rolled it over in his head for a moment, before slapping his hand on the table.