#youngarrows

Guess my top 10 [x]

nope! but really close!

Left 4 Dead

Steven Universe

Bioshock (All Games)

Junkrat

Team Fortress 2

The Walking Dead (Show)

Saints Row (All Games)

Far Cry (All Games)

Borderlands 1 & 2

@young-arrows liked for a starter

It was all blur of exchanging bullets. The sounds of yelling and explosions bounced back and forth, echoing for there original source. Yet, all those sound couldn’t mass the sounds of the Frenchman heart that beat at an alarming rate.  

His breathing was erratic as gloved hands quickly went to cover the large wound he recently acquired from one of the enemies Scout’s. The blood was getting absorbed by the greedy fabrics of his well made suit. Despite the pain, he couldn’t stop now.

This will not be his end.

Clenching his teeth, one hand slipped away from the wound so he could grab hold of his baisong. Once grasped firmly in his hands, he moved into the shadow as swiftly as he could. Within mere seconds he found himself at his target. The intelligence.

A smile was etched onto thin lips.

He crouched down, grey eyes darting across the empty room save for the multiple papers of classified intelligence. There was nothing in sights by the looks of it. This was a sign of danger, but with crucial minutes passing, he couldn’t risk being extremely cautious. All or nothing.

Getting up from his lowered position, he ran towards his target. His hands went the slowly bleeding wound and stretch towards the brief case. This was going to be a quick grab and run, or so he though. When he was within meters away from it, several grenades were thrown into the room and were detonated. Unable to react, the Frenchman was flung against the wall and blacked out.

He failed. 

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He was sure he was dead and would find himself in the respawn area once he opened his eyes. A groan escaped him as he slowly became aware of his surroundings. However, he was caught surprised and confused. Where was he? Taking several moments to get onto his feet, he looked around as an attempt to figure out where he was. During his survey of the area, his head quickly turned to face where he heard a noise coming from.

Send a symbol for a headcanon about my muse!

😡: What happens when your muse is furious? 

He’s able to relax for once.

Sure, explosions normally are relaxing and adrenaline fuel for the mentally unstable junker, but truly? This rodent didn’t feel like bombing things right now. Hanamura is a large place. People around every corner. Too many witnesses. Not to mention, Roadie told him to behave. They were only passing through. The bigger heists would be done a few hundred miles away from here. 

More trail mix is tossed to the floor; excitable little sparrows dancing around his feet to get them all. Every time an M&M comes up, it’s stuffed into his mouth. Couldn’t feed those to the birds. Animals couldn’t eat chocolate, right?