He reaches the tent flap opening, eyes primed to scan the area, when someone collides with him, empty syringes falling at their feet."Sorry, I-""No, I wasn't-Aerri squats down and starts to grab the supplies, doing his best not to scoop up any dirt alongside, before standing back up and-Shit.…
"About time you decided to let us have a little fun," Johnny's voice tunes back in, sans his physical projection this time, and V presses back against it. Unfortunately, it's not enough to quell. "Even if it's not a decent fuck."…
"Easy," David nods to the cave entrance. "Go to the street, find some meat...," he leans in, "then we eat."…
Arcade should've known something was wrong as soon as Aerri said, "I just want to hear Caesar out, that's all."…
All this time, Arcade has begged the world to let him forget, to let him become naïve and innocent again. To leave behind the life he had and start all over again once more.But the world decided to be cruel instead.…
"Well, then, you're fully cleared to go," he says, standing up straight and straightening his coat. "Just next time, don't go around getting clobbered in the head, alright?"He starts to walk out of the tent, and you can't help but think, that's it?No. No way are you letting this one go.…
Aerri drops his hand and tilts his head, continuing, "Nunc sic loquimur?"God, I'd talk like this all the time if people didn't think I was Legion because of it, Arcade thinks. It's such an enrapturing language, one that, with the right tone, can seduce anyone forwards and scare anyone else away.Aerri's tone suggests the former.…
The crowd laughs, and Arcade tries to determine what exactly Aerri's act even is. He wouldn't put it past the courier to do stand-up, but it doesn't seem like the type of entertainment he'd give. He's not a great dancer, either, and the only trick Arcade's seen him do is kill Vipers from an insane distance with only a 10mm.Truly, it leaves but one option.…
"At the time...," Arcade says without thinking, "I think I would've wanted you to. All of that shit about taking down Mr. House, running New Vegas for his own benefit... I think I wanted you to shoot him." When Aerri's face downturns, he adds, "But I'm glad you didn't.""Because...?" Aerri looks up, expectant, and Arcade huffs."Because then you'd be just as low as him. And so would I."…
"A mailman," Arcade supplies, and Aerri nods. "You would've driven a truck around, delivering envelopes and boxes."Aerri smiles at the thought, and it makes Arcade want that reality to be truer than anything else. To exit his house in pyjamas and pick up his mail from an intact mailbox, waving goodbye to the friendly mailman as he makes his way through the neighbourhood.…
Aerri gazes up at him blearily before he breaks out in a dopey smile."You're a doctor?" he slurs, and Arcade pauses for a moment. Aerri continues, "You're real handsome."…
"Aerri-""-or let anyone in." Aerri shoves him again, harder. Arcade steps two feet back, shoulders hitting the edge of the top bunk behind him. "What's your damage, doc? What's your fucking damage-"Arcade snaps.…
"Long time, no see," he says. "Came back to get ED-E, thought I'd stop to ask you something.""Oh, really?" Arcade questions, eyes flicking towards the eye-bot with suspicion. "And what would that be?""Come with me. I could use your medical assistance out there, y'know."…
"...I appreciate your honesty, Arc," he says. Arcade swallows whatever's threatening to billow out of his vocal cords and turns to the next page. Notes on stimpak properties and their correlation with certain flora. "You're sweet."…
Aerri snorts, "Don't tell me you're only here for my good looks, Arc." Arcade gives a rare smile, one Aerri doesn't see very often, or perhaps even fails to notice."Well, who was it who asked for the handsome doctor to protect him in the scary wasteland?"…
"Trim your nose hairs and we'll talk."What the fuck does that mean?…
"It's just... It's this frog."As soon as you cemented the fact that you weren't looking to abuse time, he grinned."Well, a frog isn't a problem at all," he said as he jumped from his seat, knocking the wires from your hand and causing a semi-dangerous spark to fly the other direction. "A frog, I can do. Tell me about this frog of yours."…
taehyung's world is so much larger than jimin. so much larger than himself. choices have to be made and nobody's choices are going to be one in the same.the ninth of february: https://www.wattpad.com/story/155415945-the-ninth-of-february…
Friends or not, Alex loved everyone too much for his own good. He just had no sense of the different types of love, and how his words and actions might cause problems. He was also painfully honest in a way that made you feel bad for lying to him, which resulted in Ryland harbouring a growing pile of guilt every time Alex got a little too close.…
Venom wouldn't understand, not even conceptually. They're both conjoined at the symbiotic level, sure, but being held? It's like explaining how to use thumbs to a fucking dog. It isn't the same.…