#trueheda

   EMOTIONAL STARTERS || accepting

   It had been a LONG few years. While Belomi had been SAFE from the Primfaya, there were other { FRUSTRATIONS } that lingered with his absence. He had NO idea if Ontari or Okteivia were safe && as soon as it was clear they would not return to the bunker, he had regretted ever leaving. His home && family were locked away on Earth, while he was { STUCK } with Skaikru IN THE SKY. 

   It was more BEAUTIFUL than he had originally imagined. Looking down at the Earth, despite the destruction that would hinder it uninhabitable for years, brought a sort of calmness that he savored. There were days he spent most of his time just STARING down, hoping that the bunker was still sealed enough to keep them S A F E. 

   There were OTHER frustrations, however. Belomi was first and foremost a { WARRIOR } and wasn’t particularly accustomed to having to SHARE everything with strangers. Playing nice was something that was secondary && the adjustment took longer than he would have liked. He could read the frustration on Echo’s face, wondering if there would be a time when they decided he wasn’t WORTH the effort.

                                                                               { but he made it back }

   Belomi had had DOUBTS that they would even be able to return && as soon as he found his feet on dirt, he couldn’t help but FALL to the ground, unused to the heaviness of the word surrounding him. Dark hues took in the overgrown shrubs && trees, his heart racing inside of his chest, drowning out ANYTHING the Skaikru might have been saying.

                                  No. Skaikru wasn’t right.

   At least, not in the way he intended it. There was a time while he was in space where he had realized that everything in his identity was RIPPED away from him. Things would change. He was { SKAIKRU } more than anything now. && it had once been an EARTH SHATTERING realization, but when he took off on a run towards Polis, that no longer held him back. While he was now of the sky, everything he had EVER cared about was down on the ground.

   He hadn’t cared about Echo’s shouts as he darted on, only stopping when he saw the bustle of PEOPLE. Belomi couldn’t help but allow a smile to form across his lips, dark hues searching the crowd for any sign of SOMEONE he knew. He had heard a few FAMILIAR calls, confused as they may be. Perhaps those who recognized him as one of Leksa && Ontari’s guards saw this as an O M E N. CERTAINLY, he was a ghost. In truth, he couldn’t help but wonder if he was the one surrounded by phantoms.

   The former Trikru didn’t stop until he was able to find one of Ontari’s guards-- one he even RECOGNIZED, which was a stroke of luck he hadn’t expected. Belomi could feel the butterflies in his stomach threatening to fly up and choke him as he walked down a long hall, hardly able to keep himself from collapsing under the relief that his Heda was STILL ALIVE. 

   While he had never been one who was TOO sentimental, as soon as his eyes fell upon the woman, he could feel tears stinging at his eyes. A hand moved to rub at his jawline, uncertain as to what words he could even TRY to get out that would convey his relief, his anxieties, && how broken he had been away from home. Instead, Belomi just said NOTHING and allowed the tears to fall for a moment before aggressively wiping them away. SOFT. At least that part of his warrior training still lingered in his mind. YOU CAN’T BE WEAK.

                                                        I’VE MISSED YOU SO MUCH.

   Belomi nodded, trying to force ANY words from his lips, but he couldn’t manage. Instead, he allowed the tears to flow freely, biting on the inside of his cheek only to keep himself from collapsing under the weight of his grief. While it was risky, Belomi took a tentative step forward, then another, until he was closing the gap between them at a brisk pace. Arms wrapped tightly around Ontari, taking in the familiarity of her small frame. 

   He had been forced to give up EVERYTHING that he had once loved && Belomi had always TRIED to be strong. While he had always felt out of place with the Skaikru, he hadn’t realized how much he { NEEDED } the Earth. As he pulled away and cupped Ontari’s cheeks, memorizing it once again in case he was forced away again, he couldn’t help but let out a dry laugh.

                                                 The 100                                            ( roleplayers )                                                   starring  

  i. forgot. keepsie. 

#queen sis offended

       ❝ well...my mother’s in rare form today. DARE I ASK what the commander did to anger her this time ? ❞